After reviewing the ship’s scanners, Hawkeye flew the Quinjet up and over past the burning building. He swung low and hovered around near an untouched skyscraper. After switching the ship on auto pilot, he turned and gave Wanda an encouraging smile. “Alright, this is it. Let’s bring that thing down. Do what you can, while I shoot the thing. I’ve got an arrow that might just do the trick.”
Clint unclasped his seat belt then, and kept the Quinjet hovering in the air above the battle. As long as the controls were manually locked down on autopilot, they should be fine. He then went and rummaged around for his long distance bow, then after his admantium tipped arrow. He grinned as he fingered the arrow into his bow string and smiled up at his partner. “I save this little bad boy just for rainy days like this one. It should do the trick. Good on almost every top tier threat in the book.” He then opened up the hanger of the Quinjet and took aim down on the scene bellow. His crosshairs resting right on Iron Man’s shoulders. “Get that shield up, Wanda. I’m ready to take the shot. Also, there’s an RPG back there. Grab it in case He doesn’t drop. Judging by that missile, We’ll need it.”