When Downey Wears a Tin Can [Comprehensive British and American]

It seems that the number of troops has finally reached saturation, and finally no new Eternal rebels burst out of the dark wormhole in the Manhattan airspace.

Wearing armor, the only one in the audience that was not a skeleton, and Commander Colin, who was piled up of carrion like a living dead, stood at the highest point riding a white biochemical horse.

He looked down on everything under the horse's hooves, human beings, agents, superheroes, including his family members and subordinates.

The line of sight is like looking down on ants.

“昆式战机A32-1,A32-2,A32-3弹药填充完毕！”

"Demolition team, ready!"

"Secret Service Team, preparations are complete!"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. Carrier Defense Mode has been disarmed."

"Wasp armed firepower - maximum. Heimdall horn peak - full. Unmoving fortress mode - fully unlocked."

At the head of the S.H.I.E.L.D. aircraft carrier, there are ready reports from agents everywhere. Nick Fury stands at his command position and looks out the window.

The situation has reached the most critical moment, and they don't even have time to take care of the rebel leader who hangs over their heads like the sword of Damocles.

As if he had completely exposed his back to an unknown enemy, he gave the final order to deploy all his troops.

"Everyone—"

"--attack"

In an instant, the ship shells fired from the hull of the aircraft carrier bombarded the densely packed rebels on the periphery, blocking all the energy of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Although the new rebels will fill in those holes again, the dense encirclement is still visibly thinning.

But it's too late to let people breathe a sigh of relief--

The rebel commander above his head finally moved.

The rebel commander of the Eternals, fully exposed, raised his spear.

The sky boomed.

"Detected a sharp increase in the energy in the airspace of Manhattan - three thousand terajoules, four thousand terajoules, five thousand terajoules - and the numbers are still rising!"

The sudden alarm let the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., who thought the situation could not get worse, know what real despair is.

"We've run out of spare men, Chief."

Nick Fury is in his command seat.

"Where's my gun, Hill."

The first wave of support and the remaining agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. finally reached the same number as the number of eternal rebels who had been reduced to the extreme. However, they hadn't started this seemingly evenly matched battle. The sound exploded in everyone's ears.

"Holy—"

"Judgment"

Holy Judgment.

A thunder as thick as a bucket fell and hit the Avengers Building, avoiding the half where the fragments of the will of the universe were stored. After a dazzling light and thunder that almost engulfed the sky and the earth.

The entire Avengers Tower was hacked in half, including all S.H.I.E.L.D. agents and Eternal rebels.

The originally crowded battlefield suddenly became depressed, and the surrounding area was filled with thick smoke. Hulk was directly blown to the nearby New York Stock Exchange, and stopped after smashing countless glass windows.

After the thunder, everything between the sky and the earth seemed to be reduced to ashes.

There is a constant, deathly silence all around.

And Colin, the commander of the Eternal Rebel Army, held his long spear in the silence, as if entering a land of no one.

He rushed towards the building.

There was a smell of burnt bones in the air.

Hulk got up again from the pile of glass shards, swept the glass shards off his pants, and subconsciously smelled them.

As out of place as it was, the hunk felt.

The smell of roasted bones is very fragrant.

Hulk hasn't come out for a long time, and Hulk hasn't eaten for a long time.

Hulk is hungry.

Hulk finally regained some sanity from the anger of being trampled by the little mermaid, because he suddenly thought that there is at least one thing left on earth that can make him happy, that is, behind Dr. Banner and that idiot Hawkeye, secretly There's a whole case of peanut butter stashed under Banner's bed.

Hulk thought so, instinctively looking in the direction of his room.

Then he saw the Merrill Lynch Building opposite directly through the location of the Avengers Building.

Yes, his room was like a building that had been bombarded halfway, including his glass doll and the box of peanut butter that his baby had hidden for a long time, all turned to ashes.

Hulk breathed out an even more angry breath than he was after being caught by those agents for experiments and being insulted and attacked by those humans with the most vicious language.

"Hulk's—"

"peanut butter--!!!!!"

General Cowling probably couldn't have imagined it until he was knocked off course by the big green guy.

The reason he pissed off a seemingly too strong superhero was because of a box of peanut butter worth no more than twenty dollars.

The huge fist hit the pile of carrion, and the unexpected force caused Colin to vomit out a mouthful of broken internal organs. He tightened the reins and took a big step back, looking at the big green man climbing on the top of the building again.

He raised his spear again.

"You are worthy to be my opponent, but—"

"You are destined not to win me."

Hulk roared and waved his fists to attack again, but Colin, who was already prepared, could not let him succeed. He pulled the rein and flexibly dodged Hulk's attack——

Hulk can't fly.

So he turned into a green parabola, no matter how he came, he fell from the opposite direction.

"Too stupid."

Colin withdrew his gaze, pulled the rein and walked back into the building, but before taking two steps forward, the lumbering green figure just now appeared in the corner of his vision again.

This time his speed was faster and more ruthless than before. After all, Colin was not as flexible as walking on two feet when he was riding on a horse. He was knocked off his horse by Hulk and fell hard on the exposed part of the Avengers Building. on the floor.

With a bang, Hulk landed on the opposite side of him, raised his fist and rushed over.

Relying on extremely powerful unilaterally, he was able to knock him off his horse. This was probably one of the few opponents in Colin's life as an eternal rebel who could fight him back and forth.

No skills, relying entirely on brute force, the more angry, the greater the power, but the speed of punching with the bulky body is extremely fast.

Soon, Colin's armor was smashed to pieces, revealing the rotten body that was shattered inside, and the black and yellow color of the torso that seemed to be stuffed in and mended at random in the torso. Thick water has stinked viscera.

But the Hulk isn't much better.

The trousers that have not been torn after so many transformations have been electrocuted, and the green skin of the eternal rebel cavalry that has not left a trace no matter how many times they slash is already scarred.

As the two collided for the last time, it was the well-trained commander and general who was better after all.

The Hulk was picked up by the tip of the gun and smashed hard on the opposite Merrill Lynch Building.

Colin retrieved his mask, threw away the spear he broke in two after flying the Hulk, and walked step by step to the safe cabin where the last two fragments of will were stored in the Avengers Building.

This time, no one will stop him.

Colin's hand fell on the hatch of the safety cabin, and with a force, the hatch and the entire safety cabin were directly shattered in a net shape.

Two fragments of will shone seductively in the empty hall.

"A rebel never fails."

Colin laughed loudly, stretched out his hand, and just before his fingertips were about to touch the airtight cabin——

An arrow pierced through the air and shot towards him, piercing through the rotten flesh on his hand, and got stuck between his fingers.He immediately looked in the direction the arrow came from.

Hovering in the Quinjet fighter plane opposite him, three Avengers, led by Captain America, jumped off the fighter plane at the same time.

Patton pointed his bow and arrow at Colin: "I regret to tell you that you are doomed to fail, General."

No one would allow being disturbed at such a time, Colin let out a dissatisfied roar: "Stop me, it's up to you—!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his other hand, and the surrounding energy gathered again, and the electric light expanded at his fingertips, and when it was about to form a powerful ball of light——

"Good afternoon, Mr. Rebel."

A black-gold steel glove stretched out from behind, grabbed Colin's hand, and then opened the palm of his hand to the maximum, the beam burned Colin's rotten skin, and the ball of light was shot directly to the top of his head.

An electric firework exploded over Manhattan.

The two Mark 20s stopped behind Colin, Tony Stark grabbed Colin's wrist, and Downey raised his other hand, aiming the palm cannon at the back of his head.

"Now we can have a good talk, General."

Downey paused after speaking.

"Did I just say that?"