I Am In Marvel

As soon as Weiss's taunts fell, the fighters chased them tighter, and the two sides slowly pulled closer in a tug of war.

But even if it entered the attackable range of fifty meters, the fighters still did not launch a thermal weapon attack, as if there were some concerns.

"Let me just say it. They have a 99% chance that they will not launch missiles. We are now on a helicopter carrier. If the aircraft carrier is damaged or destroyed, it will not indirectly be regarded as destroying the insight plan."

Incarnate as a Transformer, Wess is confident, using radio frequency frequencies to transform into normal sounds, and communicate with Steve in the driving position and Natasha in the palm of his hand.

"It's as if we are the villain." Natasha spit out angrily.

"Destroying the aircraft carrier is indeed a solution, but right below us is the New York City area. The crash of the three aircraft carriers will still turn into a catastrophe." Steve shook his head and said calmly.

"I see, it's no wonder the master said you..." Weiss quarreled, and stopped talking about halfway through.

It should be said that Steve deserves to be the hero with the most humanity and sense of justice. His actions and actions will put human safety first, and Kyle who uses violence to control violence and communicates directly is two extremes. .

The original cell phone of Weiss was made by Howard, the fire life was given by Kyle, and the armor knowledge was taught by Tony.

The data code of its mechanical soul has been firmly imprinted with the three people's dealings with people and life values, and it feels that there is nothing that money and power cannot solve.

If so-then add a little more money to increase your strength!

Weisi was thinking about it, and the sound of air turmoil suddenly came from the back of his head, and the alarm bell from the intelligent system rang loudly.

Its huge mechanical body huddled forward and hugged it, reacting quickly to a gorgeous roll on the spot.

'boom!'

A missile dragged a fierce tail flame, whizzed past Weiss's head, and landed on the deck of the aircraft carrier not far ahead, exploding on the flat ground with splendid and terrifying dust waves and flames.

Wiss quickly stood up again, with her slightly closed mechanical palms spread out, Natasha, who was squatting on one knee, stood up, her beautiful eyes reflected in the flames in front of her, and her short red hair was hunted and blown by the air waves caused by the explosion.

Natasha raised her eyebrows slightly and said in response to Weiss’ previous system judgment: “Your one-percent probability has appeared. They actually launched the missile regardless of the safety of the aircraft carrier.”

"It's not them, it's him." Weiss retorted.

A silver fighter jet rushed to the forefront of the fighter group, and the inner cockpit could be seen through the windshield. The pilot was a blond young man with a metal manipulator on his left arm.

Through the video broadcast of the back probe, Steve also saw this scene and could not help but whispered: "It's Bucky, he still caught up."

Regardless of so many things, Viske turned around and raised his mechanical arm. After a short period of energy storage, the blasthole on his left hand hummed and shook out a giant daylight laser bomb.

The silver fighter had an early warning, like a goshawk's dexterous sideslip.

The laser flared the wing and fell into the air, but hit another fighter in the rear, destroying it on the spot by accidentally hitting it.

The fighter plane crashed in heavy smoke and turned into a ball of fire on the deck of the aircraft carrier.

Bucky in the cockpit was ruthless, maneuvering the silver fighter quickly, and fired two missiles again with his backhand aiming, one left and the other spreading and rushing towards Weiss.

"Come!" Natasha exclaimed.

"You don't need to say, I know."

There was still blue smoke from the left hand cannon hole, Weiss stepped back a few steps, and quickly switched to the right hand to store energy, calculated the ballistic trajectory and timing, and intercepted the two oncoming missiles with a single laser shot!

'Boom!!!'

The strong collision between the missile and the laser bomb erupted in the air between Wyth and the silver fighter.

In an instant, the blast wave was like a tide of light, slamming violently to the surrounding layer upon layer, so that everything within 50 meters was pushed outward.

In the storm formed by the explosion, the helicopter carriers were shaking and sinking, the flying fighter group stagnated and retreated slightly, and the unlucky ones were lifted off by the super cyclone.

At the same time, there was a turbulence in the black-gray burst wave, which was accompanied by the roar of the engine's accelerating cylinder.

In the next moment, a dilapidated little yellow car full of bullet holes rushed out of the explosion range and rushed out at full speed toward the boarding direction of the aircraft carrier deck.

In the car, Steve and Natasha, who were sitting in the main and co-pilot, were still in a daze.

"How... has it changed back?"

Steve couldn't figure it out. With most of his scientific and technological knowledge that was still in World War II, it was difficult to understand the actual technological situation of mechanical armor.

Natasha took a deep breath and asked, "That's right, the energy cannon equipped with the machine is so powerful, why don't you solve the latter fighter first?"

"Two, I have bad news for you. I'm almost out of power." Weiss explained straightforwardly.

"what did you say?!"

The two people in the car were stunned and looked in the rearview mirror of the car subconsciously. A dozen fighters behind, led by the silver fighters, continued to chase after the exploding dust waves.

Life and death racing is like a repeat.

But this time.It was a helicopter carrier at an altitude of 1,000 meters, and about ten advanced fighter jets were chasing an old yellow car. This situation can be regarded as the first unprecedented year on earth.

"At this critical moment, you said there was no battery?" Natasha was speechless.

With a humanized sigh, Invensys said helplessly: "The conversion rate of krypton gold to electric energy is too low, and the imperfect Transformer mode seriously consumes energy. Even the entire krypton gold has fired nearly ten energy bombs. The future is almost exhausted. Now I can maintain the car mode instead of changing back to the prototype, which is pretty good."

"Then now..." Steve hadn't finished speaking, and only heard a click, like something heavy on the roof of the car.

Wiss gave a prompt: "A birdman is back."

"Birdman, is it Sam?" Steve was surprised.

"It's me." A black uncle lay on the roof of the car, with sunglasses on his eyes, put his head out of the windshield, and tapped his finger on the window.

"Have you found the console to reset the aircraft carrier system?" Steve asked. The chip to restart the aircraft carrier is still in his hands.

"I found it, right below the aircraft carrier next to me, but I don't have permission to enter." Sam's face was extremely solemn, and he said quickly: "In addition, there was just a helicopter carrying the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. to the aircraft carrier. I went, because I was escorted by a fighter plane and I couldn't intercept it midway.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Steve replied, and Chao Weisi asked urgently: "Do we still have reinforcements?"

"Usually there must be, but now everyone else is..."

Wei Si's answer came to an abrupt end, and his voice trembled with excitement: "Reinforcements are here!"