[Baron Strak: These advanced anti-gravity engines come from Tony Stark.]
"That dead guy? How interesting, his father once built equipment for the Americans to fight against you..."
[Baron Strak: Watch what you say.]
"Hmph... I'm no fool. At this point, can't we be a little more honest?"
[Baron Strak: Mind your tone. We just have the same goal, you're merely hired by our partner.]
[Baron Strak: How many aerial units can you mobilize?]
The image of Baron Strak on the holographic screen was merely a shadow, and his tone was even more forceful—
Drakov was trying to confirm more details through friendly chit-chat but was turned down. He wasn't mad, just inwardly cursing Strak with a soft "cyka."
As for the fighter jets, thanks to the inventions of the deceased billionaire and genius engineer, the airborne load capability of the Red Room's Floating Fortress had greatly increased.
