I Am In Marvel

"General Chester, the House of Representatives called again to urge him, saying that the publicity on the surface is sufficient, and it is time for Major General Kyle to go."

In the Supreme Command Office, Chester stood by the window with his back to the door. After listening to the message from the soldiers, he nodded heavily, "I see. Then, let Captain Fury take the convoy to pick him up. ."

The communications soldier was stunned and reminded hesitantly: "Did you forget? Captain Fury had resigned the day before yesterday, or you approved it. Now people have left the main base long ago."

"I made a mistake." General Chester sighed tiredly, cheered up, and said majesticly: "Send my dedicated armed convoy to Hailan Street to pick it up, and drive directly to the general base airport when you receive it. After arriving, there is no need to report to anyone, the transport fighter will take off within ten minutes, and Major General Kyle must be safely sent to Nissan Tokyo."

"Okay sir! I'll make arrangements right away!" The communications soldier retreated out of his command.

The office was quiet again, and there was a long silence. Finally, General Chester's whisper sounded slightly in the room, "Success is a hero, and defeat is a hero..."

After half an hour.

Five thickened bulletproof armored vehicles are parked at the door of an ordinary villa.An elite army composed of dozens of armed soldiers, standing neatly in military posture, facing the front door of the closed residence, patiently and respectfully waiting for something.

'Squeak...'

But after a while, the door opened in response.

Wearing a dark night suit, a one-handed sword on his back, and an energy pistol on each side of his feet, a handsome young man with cool blond hair came out slowly.

The moment he appeared upright.Outside the gate, the garrisoned soldiers of the Roaring Commando, as well as the soldiers of the convoy who only obeyed the orders of the five-star admiral, they all subconsciously stood up, their eyes were concentrated and serious, and they saluted loudly, "Major General Kyle!"

The man in front of him is a superhero in the territory of the American Emperor!In the eyes of any soldier, it is a benchmark, a symbol, and a legend!

Kyle glanced at them indifferently, without saying much. At this time, he was still a single-armed soldier who had always acted on the battlefield, but on his one-piece suit, he no longer had the marks and emblems of the US military.

This battle is not for the American emperor, but for myself!

"Target, Tokyo." Kyle had a cold face and sat on the back seat of the armored car in the middle.

Soon, five armored vehicles lined up and drove from the streets and highways to the airport of the military base.

On the second floor of the villa, Lucy pulled up the curtain glass and watched reluctantly until the convoy disappeared at the corner of the street.

When the armed convoy drove off Hailan Street and smoothly entered the New York arterial highway, the scenes on both sides of the road changed instantly.

Unlike the deserted scene of Hailan Street due to the blockade, tens of thousands of people crowded into the view on the main road passing by the bustling street.

Many of them held self-made signs and watched the armed convoy passing by and shouted emotionally, either staying, or supporting, or praying, whatever.

"Major General Kyle!"

Even if it is the interior of the armored vehicle with super bulletproof and sound insulation, you can still vaguely hear the shouts of people on the roadside.

"Why do they know that I will set off today?" Kyle was stunned, looking out the protective car window, and looking out, the highway was crowded with countless people.

It seemed that half of the people who stayed behind in New York City had come and were doing good for him.

"Not today, but these few days." The driver who drove hesitated and said aloud: "Since knowing that you are going to Risang alone, and a small area of ​​Hailan Street was blocked by military forces, the people every morning and evening They will be on guard, waiting on the only way from Hailan Street to the General Military Base."

"Why is this..." Kyle was silent, looking out.

The main road is several miles long and passes through the bustling streets of New York.

It's just that no matter how long or wide the area is, the sidewalk is full of people full of expectation and gratitude. They hold up signs and shout, almost rushing into justice.As a result, a large number of traffic police and police are needed every ten meters, with police cars and human walls as protective belts, desperately suppressing this exaggerated crowd.

"Major General Kyle, please come back triumphantly!"

"Ahahaha, of course the general will go and give the Nissan Warrior a lesson!"

"When you return, the world will be peaceful..."

Countless people cried out from their hearts, this time they did not blindly ask for help from the military, but for the first time put their grand wish for world peace on one person.

Kyle watched and listened, and suddenly realized one thing-this may be the unique charm of superheroes.

Heroes are beyond the real laws and regulations.Regardless of whether the talisman conforms to the rigid rules, as long as the act of justice is done, there will be Yong Yao and love.

A hero can do what a man can, and cannot do what a man can.His every move will change the pattern of the world and arouse the admiration and admiration of thousands of people.

To some extent.Superheroes, in this Marvel world, are really the epitome of'gods'.

And gods and gods, no matter how much prayer day and night, it won’t help, but superheroes can do what they want!

"Unfortunately, I only think about it for myself. I don't want to be a superhero respected by millions of people." Kyle whispered to himself, shrugged and closed his eyes, lying halfway on the soft seat of the armored vehicle.

It wasn't until the armed convoy drove off the main road that the people's cheers died down. The driver seemed to dare not stay too much, and accelerated the armored vehicle into the military base.

The military personnel in the main base have been prepared long ago, and a police line has been set up to protect the convoy so that the convoy can pass all the way and reach the base airport before stopping and transferring it to the transport fighter that is ready to set sail.

Rather than arranging personnel to go out for tasks, it is more like holding prisoners.

Kyle had a cold face all the way, silently according to the schedule, and boarded the rear compartment of the transport fighter under the supervision of armed soldiers.

A few minutes later.

The U.S. manufactures the longest and tallest new transport fighter, carrying the war hero Kyle Astoria, and officially took off from the U.S. military base in New York.

When the fighter jet dipped into the high-altitude clouds, all the personnel of the New York Military Base stopped their work and looked at the blue sky in despair.

At the same time, Senator Ivan, who received the message near the White House, gave a secret.After all, as long as Kyle leaves and enters the enemy country, Risang, he will be regarded as half-footed into the realm of victory.

As for whether Kyle will be able to come back, he is not worried at all, so I need to ask?No matter how strong a person is, how can he fight the power of a country.

Ivan smiled successfully, locked the door of the office, took out the telegraph machine in a safe, and knocked on the telegram code:

"The target fighter has just set off from New York and immediately transmitted this information to the mainland of Nisang..."