[Comprehensive British and American] Super fragrant pig girl Peggy

The smoothness at the beginning does not mean that the high spirit can be guaranteed all the time. Humans are not robots. Robots can always maintain the highest fighting form as long as they do not die. Especially this kind of war machine, they will never stop until they are completely destroyed. Like Ultron at the time, except that Ultron's army was not as large as theirs.

People's endurance is limited. At the beginning, they will be invincible, creating an illusion of standing on the peak, but fighting is not a sprint, but a marathon. Those who rush to the front at the beginning may be ranked last when they reach the finish line, especially Fighting through the pain is no way to maintain your highest performance after an injury.

Looking at these robots that crashed one after another, Tony couldn't help but think of his former comrades-in-arms, who are also war machines. Why can comrades get flowers and applause, but these robots can't?With the help of Friday's artificial intelligence system, Tony can cope with the things around him more easily than others.His genius had these questions in his head, the same name, one liked and the other hated, what was the reason?

— is human nature.

Machines are cold, no matter how much heat they generate, it is not human body temperature; and human body temperature will never be replaced.

These aliens have a relatively intelligent system. After mastering their attack modes and ways, the chance of hitting becomes very high. With Friday's help, it was unavoidable to be hit a few times, and the damage to the armor became more and more serious, and some parts had begun to lose their dexterity.

"Be careful!" A familiar voice uttered. Before Tony could look in that direction, his gaze was drawn to his side by the sound of bullets piercing the air. A family of dark armor was less than one meter away from him. , had already raised the blade belonging to the god of death, and was beaten to death just as he was about to fall.

Tsk, this Grim Reaper is not qualified enough to accept me.thought Tony.

At the same time, what should be concerned is: who took away this god of death who was supposed to take him away?Tony adjusted the angle of his palm and turned around in the air. On the roof not far from him, a familiar figure reappeared after a long time.At this time, the messy clothes replaced the pattern of blue and the Stars and Stripes in my impression, and the round shield in my hand disappeared, replaced by a drop-shaped shield with a unique metallic luster. The desolate and vicissitudes of Captain America appeared in front of Tony.

Last time he threw down the shield that symbolized the American spirit. When we saw him again this time, the star on his chest was also taken off, leaving a five-pointed star imprint to prove the shape of the original position.They used to fight, but now, the blue pupils of Steve and the blue reaction furnace on Tony's chest are gradually overlapping. Tony knows that at this time, Steve no longer needs clothes and shields to prove who he is. , and there is no need to use those two things to bless his soul, even if he returns to that weak body now, he is still Captain America.

Captain America is not a person, nor a few people, it is a spirit, with this spirit, even the once weak Steve Rogers can surpass others and become the spiritual pillar that accompanies everyone to overcome difficulties .

"Mr. stark." The captain said, he didn't know what to say, but his eyes had already met, and he couldn't look away without saying something.

"Cap." Tony replied.Steve still called him Mr. Stark. Compared with him at the beginning, there was no intimacy or estrangement, and he was delighted that everything was as it was before.

They said this sentence a long time ago, it was exactly the same, then it was similar to now, except that the opponents at that time were Loki and the advance troops from another planet.Tony turned his eyes to the right, and saw a figure he would never forget. He and Steve fought because of this person. Now he is not as sloppy as before. After shaving off the stubble, he is clean again. And spiritual, the Soviet red star on the metal arm has disappeared, just like the star on the captain's chest.Tony didn't know how to face these two people for a while.

"Iamthe□enger." Steve said, proving that he himself returned to the Avengers family, followed by: "So did he."

Both of them are aware of the seriousness of the matter, and all grievances should be saved for later. Whether it is good to clear up the past, or continue to confront each other, it will be a matter of the future, and now is definitely not the time to discuss this matter. .

"Comeon." Tony didn't bother, leaving two words behind, and then joined the fight.

The two people standing on the top of the building looked at each other and ran to both sides separately.Steve jumped and jumped onto the spaceship surrounded by robots, and there was Natasha in black on it.Natasha glanced at Steve who came back in surprise, then immediately adjusted her state and continued to fight with the robot. Steve could see that Natasha had entered a period of fatigue, and her actions and reactions were not the same as before Their appearance during training is always half a beat. Even if they have super strong resistance to beatings, they can't stand being surrounded and beaten. Even if Hawkeye on the opposite building has been helping secretly, the trend of gradually being at a disadvantage is becoming more and more obvious. .

Bucky fought with a few robots on the roof. As the Winter Soldier, his physical skills have undergone very strict training. The movements of punching and lifting his feet have been deeply embedded in his body's memory, and he doesn't need to be reminded. He can already cope with it freely, Zhenjin’s new arm makes him stronger than before, and because his arm is made of Zhenjin, he can’t feel any pain, so he punches harder, and the scrap rate of those robots is also lower. Obviously taller than others.

Hundreds of meters away from the center of the huge spaceship, a group of people in black robes formed an impenetrable wall, and the tips of the wands of different shapes were lit up, which could be clearly seen even in broad daylight. That round spot of light.

"Be careful, Hermione." A gust of wind blew up the hair of a man standing on a certain building. The lightning mark on his forehead had faded to a flesh-pink color, but it was still clearly visible. His mirror frame was blue-green. His eyes and thin lips were pursed together, and he clenched the wand in his hand. The texture of the holly wood had gradually disappeared after years of caressing him, leaving only the body of the wand that was ground like a mirror.

Standing beside him were a few familiar figures. If someone was a book fan, he would recognize the woman standing next to the man with glasses as a famous writer: Ms. Rowling.Her name in the Muggle world is Rowling, and in the wizarding world she is called Hermione. She is the former prefect of Gryffindor, the current Minister of Magic, and an Honorary Lord of the British Empire.

A little farther to the side, the brown-haired Fred, who was a teenager or so behind the group, felt familiar, either because he had read Ms. Rowling's book, or because his The name is put in as a character, although he usually complains about the books written by Ms. Rowling, which greatly weakens the existence of others, especially the Ilvermorny College, which he is proud of, but this does not affect Fred's favorite that world.

Hermione, that is, Rowling, was in a trance for a moment, and felt a sense of familiarity with the young man in front of him who chewed and didn't speak an Oxford accent.

"I'm Fred." Fred introduced himself. God knows how much he likes this book, but every time he misses Rowling's signing because of something, such as the collector's edition or ten-year refined edition, He rushed to buy several sets. At this time, the protagonist in the story was standing beside him, so he was naturally excited.

"Fred?" the red-haired man asked with a rising voice.Deep in his memory was a curtain that he reluctantly opened. The curtain was covered with dust. Once he opened it, he would not only feel sad when he saw the covered things, but would also make him cough.At that time, he hadn't grown up yet, and the elder brother named Fred left with a smile.

This matter has always been a knot in his heart, even if he has become a husband and father now, he still can't get rid of this knot.

He passed Hermione and looked at the person who introduced himself. A crack was broken through the dark cloud. It was already dusk, and the red light from the setting sun was shining on his head, making his brown hair a little red. It gradually overlapped with the figure in the impression.

"Fred..."