I Am In Marvel

? The United States, the second military base.

The large transport fighter landed slowly at the airport, and the military ambulance that received the notification was already waiting by the side. After the deck of the cabin opened down, the medical staff quickly swarmed up and left the seriously injured and unconscious Emib with a medical rack. .

General Ross came to the edge of the deck and greeted the officer who came to pick up the plane from the base. He turned around and urged the armed soldiers in the cabin, "Isn't it possible?"

As soon as the words fell, with a dull sound of bone cracking, an armed soldier flew out a few meters in a parabolic trajectory from the cabin hall, and fell heavily on the steel floor.

"General. We...really can't do..." The armed soldier coughed up his blood in response, and was picked up by the medical staff at the base, lying on the medical care rack and taken away in embarrassment.

However, Kyle was still asleep in the military vehicle. The armed soldiers wanted to remove him from the vehicle, but the door was not even close when he opened the door. Kyle’s subconscious instinct urged him to raise his hand and make a simple way of driving away flies. action.

You know, Kyle today is only weaker than the Hulk.

His casual shot contains at least a ton of impact, which an ordinary human body can't handle.

As a result, several armed soldiers who accompanied the mission did not fall into the hands of the Hulk, but finally fell into the hands of the sleeping Kyle.

"This..." General Ross looked at the military vehicle parked in the cabin hall, not knowing what to do for a while.

This is a symbol of peace. You can't stay on a fighter plane or military vehicle, right?

Just when General Ross was worried, a beautiful black figure, kicking on high heels, approached the fighter plane from the outside airport.

Most of the soldiers passing by were absent-minded and didn't even mean to stop them. Some soldiers wanted to step forward and stopped, but soon stopped by the air wall.

General Rose looked surprised. He looked at an oriental beauty in a professional suit. He was amazed. At the same time, he was keenly aware of the danger in her, and he couldn't help but solemnly ask: "You are?"

"Carl family, people from Unnatural Office." Yutong smiled slightly, and handed out a black and gold business card that looked like a card, and pointed her slender white finger to the military vehicle where Kyle was.

"I'm here to pick up our Patriarch."

California, outside the visa barrier.

After a series of thrilling disguise passes, Bruce Banner, with a ragged and old shirt, a pair of loose trousers on his lower body, and a cap with his messy hair, finally stood on the land of his long-lost hometown.

The escaped military’s hunt down order lasted four years. If it hadn’t been for this time because of the military’s door-to-door raid, forcing him to go back home by mistake, I’m afraid he would never return to this country.

Bruce lowered the brim of his hat, hiding his vicissitudes of life in the shadows, carefully avoiding the noisy crowd, walking on the street like a tramp.

He walked aimlessly for a while, looking up in surprise, only to find that he had come to the front gate of a university subconsciously.

Culver University.

This is where Bruce's fate turns.

Four years ago, he went from here, from the peak of his career and love to the peak of his life, and fell into the boundless trough of accident escape monster criminals.

Birds and flowers fragrant at the entrance of the university, fountains shone golden in the sun, young boys and girls on the lawn were frolicking, and the aisles were full of students and teachers in formal clothes coming and going.

For fear of being recognized by acquaintances, Bruce hid in the shade of the aisle.

As if teased by God, a plump female teacher with long hair and fluttering body happened to walk out from the main entrance of the school, holding a man in a suit and leather shoes affectionately with both hands, passing by the aisle talking and laughing.

That was his former girlfriend, Eliza Taylor, the daughter of General Rose.

Bruce sighed in his heart and was about to turn around and leave. When a breeze blew, a propaganda poster fell on his hand.

'Unnatural office'

Six unheard of characters came into view, Bruce frowned slightly, his eyes moved down to read:

Did you wake up and master physical power beyond ordinary people?

Have you ever been bitten by an animal and gained the racial talent of the corresponding animal?

Have you awakened to superpowers that are difficult for you to control due to unexpected changes in radiation?

The Supernatural Office is dedicated to handling unnatural events. We are willing to help you, Mr. and Madam, to solve your problems. Please call the hotline 0001 for specific details.

"What company is this?"

After reading the above introduction, Bruce opened his eyes in amazement.This company was simply started for people like him.

But four years ago, let alone the existence, even the name of this company has never been heard.

"is that a lie……"

Bruce whispered and turned his hand back, his eyes widened again in shock, but behind the firm's propaganda posters, there are densely packed authority certifications.

The United Nations Association, the U.S. military, the U.S. Central Intelligence Agency, the Bureau of National Land Strategy...

"This is still a private enterprise? What's the origin?"

Bruce choked, swallowed his saliva, and stared in a daze.

What happened during his absence in the United States?!

New York, the second military base, medical emergency room.

Hearing the approaching footsteps, the military doctor turned to see General Ross, and stood up and saluted, "General Ross!"

"How's Emib?" General Ross looked solemn, looking through the glass window of the emergency room, looking at the naked man lying on the large table with the infusion tube full of infusion tubes.

"I'm still in a severe coma, with multiple comminuted fractures all over the body. Even if I can wake up without being a vegetative person, I can only spend the next half of my life in a wheelchair." The military doctor did not hide anything, and said regretfully.

General Rose was silent for a moment, then made a decision and said: "Give him a try to watch that potion."

"The potion?" The military doctor was stunned, and quickly understood, hesitating in disbelief and said: "But if it fails, Emib probably will never wake up."

"Try it." General Ross said in a deep voice, "A man like him who is so strong in winning and proud of himself, wakes up to find that he has become disabled for life, and may wish to commit suicide. Why not give him a chance now."

"Okay, I see. I will prepare now!" The military doctor nodded and hurried to the medicine storage room.

"It's all up to you. Give you a chance to get close to that man!" General Rose muttered to himself as he looked at the unconscious Amibu.

Many years ago, he had single-handedly initiated and restarted the super soldier plan during World War II.

Nowadays, the super soldier serum has been made, but the strong repellency is still unable to popularize soldiers. It is still in clinical trial stage.

If Emibu can usher in a transformation from a desperate situation and become a new generation of super soldiers, he might be an army-born hero, touching the realm of strength as a symbol of peace a little bit!

Since General Rose saw Kyle suppressing the Hulk in Brazil, this idea has become stronger.