At the Washington D.C. military airport, a suspicious figure in a maid outfit was sneaking around with a custom-made broom in hand, peeking left and right as if searching for something.
"Aha, just as expected. They've swapped out all the personnel here, especially the security guards and the surrounding squads," Wade muttered.
In his left hand was the personnel roster stolen from the archives, and in his right, an ice cream he snatched from a security guard.
"Seriously, these guys didn't even bother changing names when they switched!"
"How does a 65-year-old security guard suddenly have luscious black hair, ripped pecs, and flawless, glowing skin?!"
Rubbing his waist, Wade groaned, "And why do you guys love punching holes in people so much? Why not join the Espada from next door?"
Deadpool's keen sense of reconnaissance had led him here while Kagura used Stark Industries' "Oracle" cloud system to pinpoint Killian's movements.
Wade, following the clues in hand, tracked down this airport, the upcoming stage for Killian's sinister plan.
After taking out the Extremis soldiers lurking in the security hall, Deadpool obtained the personnel list and, using the network device Kagura provided, traced the whereabouts of these individuals.
Unsurprisingly, most of the staff who could access the World Security Council's higher-ups had been replaced.
The original employees were either on leave or temporarily reassigned.
In other words, the airport was crawling with Killian's men.
"Wow, impressive! Big boss moves!"
Deadpool promptly relayed the intel to Kagura and then gleefully hopped off to continue hunting Extremis soldiers.
Though he and Kagura had a solid intelligence-sharing partnership, Deadpool cared little for things like "strategic plans" or "joint operations."
Once the enemy's location was confirmed, he'd simply dive into action.
After all, he couldn't die.
Try enough times, and he'd eventually wipe them out.
Rescuing the World Security Council higher-ups? Simple.
Just kill every enemy. No need for fancy tricks.
As for the possibility of friendly fire and casualties among the military personnel?
'Well, that's not my problem,' thought Deadpool.
It's not like he cared about world peace.
Deadpool's sense of kindness was purely self-indulgent.
He'd only step in when he found it amusing or if the situation threatened global annihilation.
The safety of bureaucrats and big shots? Ha! Not his concern.
That's precisely why Kagura flat-out rejected Deadpool's application to join the Avengers. An uncontrollable wild card like him? Dream on.
The Avengers wouldn't accept a chaotic anti-hero like Deadpool.
But Kagura, still factored Deadpool's unpredictable antics into her plan.
She split the mission at the Washington military airport into two parts:
Cooperate with Deadpool to eliminate the Extremis soldiers lurking in the airport facilities.
Launch a runway assault to crush any resistance and protect the World Security Council and military personnel.
As for Deadpool…
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"Just do whatever you want, but please, don't accidentally decapitate the VIPs."
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"Hey! You there! What are you doing here?"
Two men in security uniforms spotted Deadpool in his maid outfit.
"This is a military zone. There's no maid café here!"
"Not my fault! You guys wrecked my sexy red suit! And, believe it or not, this maid outfit was your security guard's secret treasure!"
Deadpool replied in a high-pitched, feminine voice.
"Now tell me, what does that say about your buddy? Or maybe it's you? Or maybe… all of you are into this stuff?"
He twisted his waist seductively and threw them a Marilyn Monroe-style wink.
"What the... Where did this cross-dressing freak come from?!"
The two guards' bodies suddenly glowed with a fiery orange hue.
Extremis soldiers in disguise.
Realizing they'd been exposed, the two glanced at each other and shouted in unison, "Get him!"
"Oh no! Two-on-one! I'm doomed! Somebody help!" Deadpool yelped, backing away dramatically.
He snapped his broomstick in half, revealing two gleaming silver katanas hidden inside.
"Seriously, you guys love me that much? This place is crawling with your kind!"
Of course, ordinary katanas wouldn't do much against Extremis soldiers.
Seeing Deadpool draw his swords, the two soldiers smirked.
"What era is this? Who brings swords to fight against Extremis soldiers? You should at least bring a gun, you clown!"
Raising the temperature of their arms to over 2000 degrees Celsius, the soldiers charged at Deadpool with their blazing hot blades.
"Whoa, chill! No need to get heated! Let's talk about the benefits of freezing things, shall we?"
Deadpool flailed his blades around, pretending to panic.
The soldiers, convinced of their superiority, failed to notice the subtle movement of Deadpool's fingers activating a hidden button on the sword handles.
'Zzzzt—!'
A faint charging sound echoed as the edges of Deadpool's katanas began to glow faintly silver.
These weren't ordinary blades.
Crafted specifically for Deadpool by Kagura and delivered via Rhodes Island Industries' drone, these swords were designed to counter the Extremis virus.
Powered by an Arc Reactor capacitor, the swords' active cooling unit could instantly inject a liquid coolant at minus 200 degrees Celsius into the target's body upon impact, rendering the Extremis virus inactive.
Deadpool had fittingly named them: "The Extremis Vaccine."
"Come on, boys! Time to get your booster shots!"
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