Superman

"Not even a hello!"

The arms of the mechanical exoskeleton were raised, against the Ford car, and moved forward.

The tires rubbed black marks on the hard ground, and the specially-made bulletproof body was riddled with holes.

"Damn! Didn't bring my first machine! Otherwise"

Howard cursed secretly, this portable mechanical exoskeleton is driven by batteries, and its combat power depends entirely on the metal arms that output power from hydraulic valves.

In addition, there is an increased power electric shock device on the chest, which can release high-voltage current.

However, considering the power loss of the battery, the exoskeleton will enter the standby state after being used up to two times.

Facing the fierce suppression of firepower, he was a bit unable to cope.

"You have to wait for your chance."

Howard calmly made a judgment.

The hydraulic valves of the two mechanical arms are opened and twisted to provide powerful force.

He lifted it violently and overturned the Ford car directly.

Then, he kicked hard on it.

The heavy body rolled over a few times, and exploded with a bang!

The raging flames spewed out, setting off a violent wave of air!

"Alive? This is a super soldier!"

Howard, who was backing back again and again, saw two figures crossing the wreckage of the burning car, his eyes were shocked.

The opponent dropped the submachine gun in his hand, and drew a tactical dagger from his waist.

From the beginning to the end, these killers hardly uttered a word, like machines with no emotions.

"fight?"

Howard couldn't help but be overjoyed to see the suppression of firepower without hot weapons.

Two legs strode forward, galloping away like a rampaging mammoth, trampling the ground.

An iron fist blasted straight out!

Click!

A killer didn't dodge, his hands were crossed, and he parried.

His arm was almost shattered, but he didn't show any pain.

Instead, seizing the opportunity of Howard's stunned dismay, he lifted his knee up and bumped against his belly, which was not covered by metal.

vomit!

The severe pain and cramped muscles almost made Howard spit out the acid in his stomach.

Another killer walked around behind him in a tacit understanding.

Howard's ability to move was firmly restricted with a philosophical posture of a strong man locking a man.

The latter were not trained special soldiers and lacked actual combat experience.

After being caught accidentally, his shortcomings were exposed.

Zizi!Zizizi!

Howard's brain turned quickly, and he decisively activated the electric shock device on his chest.

The blue arc light kept jumping, and was released suddenly.

The killer who walked around behind the strong man and locked the man instantly exuded an unpleasant smell of roasting and scorching.

However, the other party is also a ruthless person, even so he did not let go.

Bang!

The killer, who was not affected by the high-voltage current, punched Howard in the chest, and the powerful force destroyed the battery.

Those cold, empty eyes stared at the target person, and the tactical dagger held in his right hand was slashed towards the throat.

clang!

The sound of metal clashing that shattered eardrums.

Howard, who felt that the god of death was coming, opened his eyes, and saw a round shield accurately hit the killer, and the high-speed spinning force directly knocked the opponent away.

Then, the shield circled around with a completely unscientific flight trajectory, and flew back into the owner's hand again.

A tall, strong and handsome man walked slowly into the battlefield.

"Long time no see, Howard."

The man greeted with a smile.

"Captain Rogers!"

Howard was surprised.

He tried to contact Captain America the first time after Superman disappeared, but failed.

Steve Rogers, who was looking for Bucky, took the members of the Roaring Commando to the Soviet Union, and not long after, he cut off the fixed contact with S.H.I.E.L.D.

The sudden reunion of old friends surprised Howard a little.

Although the night is dark and the vision is blurred.

But those two muscular chest muscles, as well as the eye-catching American buttocks, are so obvious that they cannot be faked.

This is Captain America!

boom!

Seeing the killer with a bent right arm, he still wanted to charge.

Captain America's eyes were blazing white, and the terrifying energy hit the opponent like a ball of lightning.

Flesh and blood, instantly shattered!

The high temperature evaporates everything without leaving any traces!

"Sorry, I heard the news of Luke's disappearance, and I should have rushed back as soon as possible. But there was an accident on the way."

Rogers came over with a guilty expression on his face.

He dismantled the dead mechanical exoskeleton with his bare hands and freed Howard.

"What's going on? Where is Luke?"

Hearing Captain America's question, Howard smiled wryly and said, "It's a long story, and I also want to know where that guy went."

While the two were talking about the old days, the door of the roadblock car opened again.

Two more killers came down!

"Is this a car with infinite space?"

Howard's eyes widened, and five people had already walked out of it!

"They're clone fighters from the Essex Corporation."

Rogers didn't seem surprised, took a step and stood in front of Howard.

His eyes flashed with lightning.

"I also have a lot of things that I need to tell you, Howard."

Captain America said solemnly.

"About Bucky, Hydra and our President!"

Chapter 271 Old Friends Reunite, Superman Returns

White House, Oval Office.

After finishing his busy day, Mr. President left the seat that symbolizes national power.

He pinched the bridge of his nose, took off his glasses, and stood on the carpet embroidered with bald eagles.

After a few seconds, some kind of switch seemed to activate.

The ground trembled slightly and fell slowly.

Mr. President stood on a metal lifting platform, surrounded by pitch black, and he couldn't see his fingers.

With his arrival, several laser beams enveloped him for scanning and confirmation.

"Welcome back."

The monotonous mechanical sound sounded quietly, and the sensor lights in the underground space were turned on one by one.

This is an architectural layout similar to a military base, with wide spaces and cold tones.

On the two walls stood nutrition cabins as tall as a person, filled two-thirds with light green liquid.

The naked human body is immersed in it, like a specimen in formalin.

Mr. President didn't seem to notice it, and continued to walk forward, and entered a room through two thick alloy doors.

He sat on the metal chair, picked up the translucent helmet with many pipelines on his right hand, and put it on.

"Start transmission."

Mr. President's eyes suddenly went blank, and his whole body seemed to be turned into a puppet, losing self-awareness.

"Business as usual. Continue to accelerate the pace of the Cold War, limit the scope of SHIELD's power, and keep an eye on Howard Stark."

The monotonous mechanical voice read the memory of Mr. President's brain, and then issued instructions.

"He is a very important person! The Avengers Alliance formed in the future, Iron Man, one of the elders, is Howard's son."

"This guy is an out-and-out world-class genius. He needs to be vigilant, and it is best to erase it when necessary."

"There is also the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, which is one of the six infinite rough stones, and it is also an important bargaining chip that Hydra is eager to get."

""

The monotonous mechanical sound issued instructions one after another.

The whole process, like repeater-style hypnosis, lasted about two hours.

"All right."

Mr. President took off his helmet and left the room.

During this period, without any expression, he took the elevator back to the Oval Office like a robot that had been set up.

"About Howard Stark, I have sent a killer to prepare to eliminate this guy who might pose a threat."

A tall man with a rhombus inlaid on his forehead appeared in the underground laboratory.

"I have said many times, such an important plot character like Howard Stark, don't solve it casually, it will only cause worse trouble."

In the monotonous mechanical voice, there was a trace of annoyance.

"It's like if Hydra knew the end of World War II, and then traveled to the past and tried to kill Captain America and Superman."

"Unless you make a careful plan and eliminate all factors that may lead to failure, you will always face failure."

"Because they are the protagonists of this story, and the goddess of luck always favors them."

"Nathaniel Essex, I'm the absolute expert on this."

Mister Sinister raised his brows, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and jokingly said: "Your Excellency Kang the Conqueror, how did you, who is so smart and wise, fall to this point and become a living creature soaked in formalin?" specimen?"

Following his line of sight, there is a complete human brain in a transparent glass jar.

That was Kang the Conqueror.

He should have died long ago.

The whole person was cut off at the waist by the hot gaze, and the lower body turned into a fleshy paste.

In a few seconds, all vitality will be lost.

The reason why he can still talk and "live" is thanks to Nathaniel Essex.