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One week after the attack on the police station.
In Hank Pym's private mansion, in the second-floor office.
Scott, wearing the Ant-Man suit, sat in a chair and played with four different types of ants. Especially the Carpenter Ant that had saved his life, Scott affectionately nad it "Anthony."
It was clear that Scott's close relationship with these ants had been earned through grueling training; the many ant bites on his body were still healing.
Hope, dressed in a breathable vest that accentuated her curvy figure, suggested to her father, Hank, "Anyway, Scott is now familiar with the ants and can be considered a novice Ant-Man. It's ti to put our plan into action. If we wait any longer, Cross will sold all the Wasp suits."
"To beco a true Ant-Man, this level of preparation is far from sufficient. We haven't even begun the advanced infiltration training..."
Hank looked at Scott, who had a grim expression on his face, fearing more torturous training. But Hank's tone changed and he sighed, "But Hope is right. We're running out of ti and have to act quickly!"
"So does that an..." Hope asked excitedly.
Hank replied curtly, "What I an should be obvious by now. The plan to infiltrate Pym Technologies and steal the Wasp suit officially begins tonight!"
Hope and Scott were both relieved and excited. After seven days of intense training, this was the mont they had been preparing for.
On the large office desk were several architectural blueprints of Pym Technologies, including detailed diagrams of the sewer and electrical systems.
"Pym Technologies has recently increased its security personnel, and the defenses are probably tight."
Hank, holding the blueprints, explained the operational plan to Hope and Scott. "The best approach now is for Hope to enter the Company as a manager to check the internal environnt. Then, Scott will enter the company through the sewer with the Fire Ants' help to retrieve the suit. If necessary, you can use the Lightning Ants to destroy the servers and create a blackout to escape."
"No problem," Hope nodded.
"I can handle it, too," Scott agreed, feeling more confident with the Ant-Man suit and the ants' assistance after the recent training.
"Since everyone is on board, the operation will officially begin tonight at eight."
Only Hank's face was tense. He had a premonition that tonight's operation would not go as smoothly as they had hoped.
That night, at eight o'clock.
Hope, dressed in office attire and light makeup, followed the plan and reported to Pym Technologies. She bypassed the heavy security and entered the building without a hitch.
"Good evening, Manager," Many of the employees greeted Hope warmly as she arrived at the company, to which she responded with a pleasant smile and a nod.
"Is the chairman here?" Hope asked the receptionist.
The receptionist hurriedly replied, "Chairman Cross is in his office on the fifth floor. However, he has recently restricted access to his office. Shall I call him for you?"
"No need. I'll go up myself. I need to discuss sothing with him in person."
Hope declined the receptionist's offer and quickly ascended the stairs, her high heels clicking purposefully.
On her way to the fifth floor office, Hope made a quick stop on the third floor, pausing in the hallway for a few seconds.
Through a partially transparent door, she could see the locked demonstration room where the Wasp suit was on display in a secure case.
"Target confird. Scott, proceed as planned," Hope instructed quietly into a small intercom built into her collar.
"I'm on my way!"
Scott's voice ca over the intercom, accompanied by the sound of rushing water.
Beneath the surface of the Pym Technologies building, in a sewer leading to the bathroom. Scott, no bigger than a worm and standing on a raft made of Fire Ants, moved through the pipe, carried by the flowing water.
Another group of Fire Ants, waiting above the pipe, had ford a rope that was hanging in the pipe leading to the first floor, ready for Scott.
In less than half a minute, Scott erged from a small opening at the bottom of the bathroom sink, signaled Anthony to carry him to the suit's location, and prepared the Lightning Ants stationed near the company's servers.
"It seems to be going pretty well."
Hope, smiling, arrived at the fifth-floor office and hoped to delay Cross to give Scott more ti to retrieve the Wasp suit.
"Cross, are you in here?"
Hope knocked on the office door, but received no answer.
"Cross?"
Hesitantly, Hope turned the doorknob, and when the door opened, the sight inside shocked her.
...
On the other side, Scott rode Anthony through a ventilation shaft into the demonstration hall and saw the Wasp suit on a pedestal, the target of the operation.
Scott jumped off Anthony, returning to human size, and examined the Wasp suit up close. Slightly excited, he spoke into the intercom, "Hope, how's it going on your end? I've successfully entered the target hall!"
"Get out of there, quick!" Hope's reply was shaky, "Scott, get out now, evacuate!"
"What are you talking about? I'm about to get the suit," Scott was confused as he grabbed the display case holding the suit.
"It's a trap! Scott! Get out, evacuate now!"
Hope warned loudly. She was in the fifth-floor office, which was empty except for a corpse that had been dead for over a week and was emitting a foul stench.
Hope imdiately recognized the corpse as Cross from the clothes and watch he was wearing.
If Cross had been dead for so ti, then who was impersonating him, announcing the developnt of the Wasp suit, holding large exhibitions, and recently increasing the security of the company? And what was their purpose?
The thought was terrifying.
Hope couldn't help but cover her mouth, stunned by the revelation. The imaginary enemy had already been killed, and soone else was behind the attempt to steal the suit.
In the demonstration room on the third floor.
Scott was stunned, looking at the intelligent drone he was holding as the Wasp suit and display base faded away as illusions.
It really was a trap...
Then the intrusion alarm at Pym Technologies suddenly sounded.
At that very mont.
On the roof of a nearby office building.
Eddie stood on the edge, looking down at the security guards who had been roused by the company's alarm, and shook his head in frustration. "Arrived too late again? It's really annoying. Now I have to clean up the ss."
Venom inside Eddie chuckled, "Cleaning up sses is what you're good at, isn't it? By the way, I forgot to ntion that soone is following you."
"Why didn't you say so before?"
Eddie complained, turning around coldly, "Who is it? Co out or do I have to co over and drag you out?"
"This is bad. I've been spotted."
From the shadow behind the rooftop water tank, a figure in red and blue, with a prominent spider emblem on their costu, stepped forward— it was the recently high school student, Spider-Man, Peter.
Ant-Man, Venom and Spider-Man had co together as if by fate.
(End of Chapter)
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