I Am In Marvel

Although artificial intelligence such as Jarvis and Weiss is only a technological aid, how powerful is it in the 21st century covered by information networks?

At this time, the abilities of the two were finally able to show the tip of the iceberg.

I saw that they started the coded system program at the same time. Using the New York Central Radio and Television Building and the outer space satellites as intermediaries, in less than a second, a picture information was forcibly loaded and appeared in any place in New York City. On the device platform side.

Mobile phones, computers, surveillance screens, and even the advertising screens of the bustling streets all simultaneously showed a sudden image of a card with a black devil smile, without any dubbing, and after 30 seconds of silence, everything returned to normal again. .

This extremely weird scene made the people in New York stunned collectively, looking at the demon card in surprise, feeling incredible.

The fault of more than half a century!

Most people have never experienced that age of iron and blood. They don't know that "demon" does not completely represent the incarnation of evil, but has another important meaning.

Most of the young people think it is a prank, or a hard-core advertisement, infected with a virus, and soon re-engaged in their lives and work. Only a few people explore the source of the pictures.

This is an intelligence message that the older generation who lived in World War II can only understand at a glance.

If it were the Nissan country, it might be more memorable.

After successfully completing the task assigned by Kyle, Jarvis and Weiss immediately left the radio and television building, the tour and login records were deleted, and the external data was adjusted as before, and no staff found anomalies.

The demon card triggered a series of chain reactions, like an invisible nuclear bomb, quietly exploding in New York City.

Nursing home and hospital directly under the military region.

The environment and medical equipment here are excellent, and at least veterans who have retired from the rank of noncommissioned officers can apply for free admission.Because the elderly are consciously observing the rules, the atmosphere in the hospital has always been quiet and peaceful, and it is a military holy place for the elderly and the sick.

But today, somehow, old people with all white hair are holding a cane, manipulating a wheelchair, or with the support of their family members, approaching the big screen in the courtyard hall, gathering together and staring at the devil card on it. .

All of them looked serious and dignified, as if looking at the military flag, their muddy eyes bloomed with brilliance, nostalgia, longing, yearning, worship, excitement and so on.

The young nurses and doctors were alarmed and rushed over to ask what was going on. They just entered the hall and were booed by some veterans because of their heavy footsteps.

Until the demon card disappeared from the big screen, the wrinkled faces of the old people rose up with excitement, and an old man with inconvenient legs took the lead and stood up with difficulty. He tremblingly saluted the military salute and shouted:

"Roaring Commando, the Norman soldier reports!"

Under the watchful eyes of the nurses and doctors, the elderly, who are at least in their 80s, stood up together, their waists straight, and saluted in an extremely standardized military posture.

"102 Army, Soldier George report!"

"Roaring Commando, Clark Soldier reports!"

"206 regiment navy, Bouvet soldier report!"

They were like returning to the army, turning back to their young and energetic selves. Under the consciousness that they were willing to follow someone to charge into battle, their aging and aging bodies swung with indomitable iron and blood.

The nurses and doctors who saw this scene were shocked, and they were like sculptures and did not dare to move or disturb them.

After the report, the old people let out a long-awaited emotion, "General, welcome back."

A three-story villa.

"Grandma, what are you looking at with my phone?"

As soon as Pepper Pepper came home, he saw the forgotten mobile phone held in her hand by her grandma in a wheelchair, lowered her head and wondered what she was looking at.

"Ah." Grandma's old face softened, faintly as if she was pregnant with spring, her eyes were narrowed, and she replied softly: "The lover of my dream has finally appeared."

"Huh?!" Pepper was frightened and almost threw out the high heels he was holding.

Grandma's dream girl?What the hell?

And this is just one corner of New York.

At this moment, countless old people living at home in New York opened their eyes wide when they saw the devil card on the TV or mobile phone at home, struggling to identify them, and then smiled knowingly as if they remembered a long time ago.

These old people said to their sons and daughters, and even grown-up grandchildren and grandchildren: "Don't look at you chasing stars very crazy now. At the beginning we were a hundred times crazier than you, looking forward to following someone."

The young man didn’t understand what the old people meant, and asked who it was. The old man smiled and replied: “Looking through the history books on the shelves, strolling through the statues in the square downstairs, or going to the main entrance of the war memorial, you know that. Who is it?"

Some people were once known as representing an era because of their supreme dedication to the world.

And so far on the earth, there is only one person who once stood on the pinnacle of the world, and represents an era in itself.

New York University, history lecture.

When the black card disappeared from the projection screen and the students in the audience were whispering, the old doctor pushed down the reading glasses and changed the previous theme's narration:

"In 1945, there was a legend and the recognized first hero. Later, he retired and left the public eye, and he never appeared in the world again."

"He is the youngest major general of the U.S. military, a symbol of national strength, a heartthrob, a symbol of peace..."

When everyone thought that that era had long been outdated, frozen, and buried, his sudden and strong return would awaken the collective memories and memories of the people of that era.

SHIELD headquarters, deputy director's office.

The door snapped open, and a woman in a one-piece black leather jacket suddenly rushed out, her bright red hair flowing in the wind, ignoring the excitement of others and rushing downstairs.

Countless S.H.I.E.L.D. employees along the way were startled, and were about to yell at him, but after seeing who the person was, they swallowed abruptly and extinguished their arrogance.

A church in downtown New York.

A bald-headed young woman in a holy white robe stood by the window on the second floor with her hand held down, looking down at the bustling street outside, where all kinds of advertising screens were flooded with that demon card.

"He came back after all."

"From now on, the future line is completely changed and confused. Even I can't see clearly what the future will be like."

Although the woman said that, her tone did not mean to complain, but she shook her head lightly with relief.

The return of that man will officially open a new era, a chapter of the rise of heroes and the coming of war.

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