Daisy in the Marvel Universe

When it came to the so-called weapons of mass destruction, Storm was inconvenient to talk to about this topic, so she could only smile awkwardly and express her agreement.

Daisy continued: Although I don't believe that there are advanced weapons in Africa that even SHIELD doesn't know about, I still followed the clues. The other party is well-trained. Now the leader is the French mercenary Bartok. This man is brave He is good at fighting and is a master of fighting.

Mrs. Viper has great energy. Through various intermediaries, she made more than ten connections and hired a large group of mercenaries.

The two parties set off at about the same time, but Daisy spent a few days playing with the lions on the road just to stay behind, and was now nearly three days behind.

She didn't know in advance that she could hire Bartok the Jumper. This French-born mercenary had peak human physical fitness. He was a former Olympic weightlifter and his leg muscles were very developed.

Bartok has a calm mind, quick thinking, and is very proficient in various fighting skills, especially kicking. In the movie Captain America 2, he can fight evenly with Captain America. His strength is worthy of recognition.

Daisy and Storm walked together. During the night break, the helpers summoned by Storm finally arrived.

The person who met Storm was a black man with a gentle temperament, clear eyes, and a beard. His movements were vigorous and he seemed to have extraordinary skills.

Auroro, this was sent by the monkey... No, is it reinforcements sent by Professor Charles? Daisy asked knowingly.

Storm was now riddled with guilt. She felt that she had concealed the information and deceived Professor Charles, who had always treated her like a father. At this time, she absolutely did not want to hear this name.

But she was a little confused about how to introduce the young black man, and finally decided to tell the truth: Sorry, Daisy, I didn't mean to deceive, but this has nothing to do with Professor Charles.

Daisy snickered secretly. She dealt with people from Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. every day, and now she was a little uncomfortable meeting these righteous people. To get a good sense of their character, these people were really easy to fool.

She looked on guard: You want to take action? Are you with those guys?

Storm hurriedly explained: No, I promise not, but what is going on now has nothing to do with Professor Charles or the mutant U.S. government. Please believe me.

A fool can be trusted in this situation. Daisy shook her head in disbelief.

At this time, the black man next to Storm came out. He raised his hands to indicate that he had no weapons.

He is T'Challa who just received the title of Black Panther from the old king. Originally, the Black Panther and the King were supposed to be the same person, but under the arrangement of the old king, T'Challa received the title of Black Panther and the enhancement of Heart-Shaped Grass in advance.

T'Challa received the news from Storm and rushed from Wakanda.

This lady, my name is T'Challa. The people you are following are looking for me, or my motherland. Please believe us, we have no malicious intentions. T'Challa spoke to her slowly in English.

Daisy thought for a moment: How do you prove it?

T'Challa and Storm motioned for her to follow them, and when they came to an open field, they stopped.

Daisy looked around, stretched out her hand to touch, and seemed to understand something: Is there some kind of invisible device here? Did you Africans develop it yourself? Or was it sold to you by Western countries?

T'Challa thought her disdainful tone was normal. The outside world had always looked down on African technology. It would be abnormal if Daisy bowed down to her.

T'Challa smiled lightly, took out a device in a pretentious manner, pressed it lightly, and a shiny black-coated flying object appeared in front of Daisy.

After getting the signal that she could watch as she pleased, Daisy circled the plane.

The shape of the aircraft is a bit like a flying saucer, with an overall oval shape. There is a turbine engine on each side of the wing. The propeller behind the aircraft glows blue and has no obvious smell. It does not look like any kind of aerospace fuel used by the outside world.

Alien spaceship? Daisy continued to show off her acting skills.

T'Challa pretended to be 99% cool and replied with a smile: Our plane, Wakanda's plane. Come on, Miss Johnson, we can talk slowly along the way.

T'Challa said he was talking slowly, but in fact, as soon as he got on the plane, he started chasing at full speed. Unfortunately, the mercenaries were already ahead, and with his amazing hiding ability, the plane flew back and forth twice in the vicinity, except for what could be seen Some human footprints, other details simply cannot be found.

What secrets are you hiding? Daisy asked with a serious look on her face.

T'Challa and Storm looked at each other, and T'Challa finally spoke: The target of these uninvited guests is my motherland. Please come to Wakanda with us. My father will answer all your questions.

Daisy nodded and agreed.

The plane sailed into the mountains, and their first stop was not Wakanda. Daisy was probably lucky.

T'Challa parked the plane outside Wakanda, in a place they called the Border Tribe.

Please rest here for one night. We will go into the mountains tomorrow. After T'Challa finished speaking, he flew the plane away alone.

If you can make an airplane like that, why do you still retain the custom of herding here? Looking at the black children driving the sheep dirtyly, and the adults riding horses and farming, Daisy was extremely curious and turned her head Ask Storm.

This was not acting. She had always wondered what a strange social organizational structure this was. The remaining tribes enjoy a convenient lifestyle in Wakanda, while the border tribes, as the eyes and ears of the country, live a life of herding and farming outside?

With such unfair treatment, it's no wonder that on the first day that Leopard became king, the border tribes defected to him.

There is really something wrong with Wakanda's national policy, and it would be unreasonable not to rebel.

Storm actually asked T'Challa a similar question, and the answer she got was ancestral, voluntary by the ancestors of the border tribes!

She was noncommittal about this. Maybe the first generation was willing, but would future generations also be willing? Just looking at the resentment on the faces of the border tribesmen, one can tell that they are unwilling.

Storm is very honest. She doesn't have Viper's habit of talking nonsense, so she can only tell the story according to the standard answers.

This is the tradition of their tribe...

Daisy frowned her beautiful eyebrows and thought: It shouldn't be right. The technological content of the plane just now has surpassed that of SHIELD. With such advanced science and technology, we can make a few monitors and put them outside. Why do we need to send people? You go out to perform tasks and still retain such primitive grazing habits?

Storm was so anxious that she wanted to scratch the wall, how could she have known! But as half the master, she still had to answer.

From folk customs to traditions, and finally to the quality of life, she was ashamed.

Fortunately, Daisy did not continue to dwell on this issue. The two of them walked on the tribal path and looked at this small village that was no different from anywhere in Africa.