Chapter 127 Become the Mayor, Norman!
"what?"
Captain America was stunned.
He even suspected that he had heard it wrongly. After fighting for so many years, this was the first time he heard someone asking him to hide.
"I'm not that old yet, kid."
He was not angry. After smiling, he swung the shield in his hand with force. The shield drew an arc in front of Peter's surprised eyes and accurately hit the energy core of the machine.
"Whoo-"
Suddenly, the two-meter-tall robot fell down with sparks.
"did you see it?"
Steve raised his arm, and the shield flew back into his hand as if it had eyes: "I can still fight all day long!"
"Wow!"
Peter shouted in surprise, he jumped and landed next to Captain America, reached out and knocked on the round shield, but no sound came out.
"Hey man, how did you get it? Did you steal from the museum?"
“The ones in the museum aren’t the real thing.” Steve shook his head, and then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a missile flying towards Peter.
He immediately raised his shield to protect Peter.
At the same time, Peter's spider sense naturally sensed the danger. He raised his hand and shot spider silk at the robot that was attacking them, then pulled it hard -
He just pulled up the robot weighing several tons and swung it like a meteor hammer, heavily sweeping away a row of machines.
This operation simply left Captain America dumbfounded.
To be honest, given the weight of these robots, he might be able to lift them, but it was simply impossible for him to swing them around like toys as easily as Peter did.
Therefore, seeing Peter's actions, Captain America's thousands of words were summed up in one sentence:
Damn, this young man!
Isn't this strength a little too great?
Could it be that after so many years, not only have I become outdated, but even the super soldier serum has become outdated?
For a moment, Captain America missed the world where he was the only one with super powers.
"So this is the real thing?"
Peter pointed at the shield and his voice became more surprised.
"Not only it, I'm the real deal too." Captain America said with a smile, "You're awesome, where did you get it from?"
“Queens.”
“I’m from Brooklyn.”
The two of them briefly introduced themselves and once again plunged into the battle against the machine monsters.
Originally, Peter wanted to ask Bant for help because there were too many robots.
But as he fought, he found that the fighting power of these robots seemed a little too weak.
Not only him, even Captain America thinks so.
After strangling a robot with his backhand, Captain America said in confusion: "I don't know why Hammer Industries designed them... Tanks that walk on two legs? They're worse than real tanks..."
He looked up at the sky. Those flying machines were better than tanks, but instead of driving such things, why not just fly a plane?
"It's hard to say. Think about it, this thing is the same as the Gundam," Peter said, spreading his hands. "We all know that the shape of a fighter jet is more suitable for combat, but in comics, humanoid mechas have that feeling. Even if it's an interstellar civilization, they still have to use their fists when fighting."
"That makes sense." Hearing this, Captain America nodded, and then he asked in confusion: "So what is Gundam?"
"You don't even know Gundam?"
Peter put a hand up to his face, "Now I believe you really are Captain America."
To be honest, Peter was already the type who really liked watching old movies and cartoons, but he never imagined that there was someone more old-fashioned than him.
But on second thought, it wouldn't be surprising if this person was Captain America.
On the other hand, since Captain America has already been dispatched, Coulson and Natasha, the two . experts, will naturally not be idle.
Both of them were equipped with special equipment, ready to fight those machines to the death.
However, they also found that these robots seemed a little too vulnerable. Their shells were far from being as tough as Iron Man's armor, and their shock-absorbing capabilities were also very poor.
even……
Natasha stopped what she was doing and took out a machine: "You know, Bant Parker gave me this just now."
"what is this?"
Coulson touched his almost bald forehead and thought that Primus had invented so many things, just like Doraemon. If he continued like this, he might even be able to invent a potion that could generate energy.
"It's not a new gadget, it's just a signal jammer."
As she spoke, Natasha pressed the button on the machine.
The invisible electromagnetic field spread, interfering with the signals of all mechanical armors.
In an instant, all the armors crashed.
"It's done."
Natasha patted her thighs on both sides with her hands, looking relaxed: "This is the easiest task I have ever done."
"Is it done?" All the robots within Coulson's sight were indeed stuck in place as if they had crashed, but he still didn't quite believe it.
The reason is simple, because his mobile phone is still working and the signal is very good.
"That's because you're using Primus's phone, okay?" Natasha said, "How can Hammer's rubbish be compared with Primus's?"
"What you said makes sense, but won't those who cheated in the exam be blessed now?"
"Then let's develop a special signal jammer." Natasha said as a matter of course.
Hearing this, Coulson nodded.
He had already figured out that after Primus invented the mobile phone, he would invent the jammer, and then invent a mobile phone that was not affected by the jammer, and then the cycle would repeat over and over again.
Look, this is what it means to make money!
"However, it seems that these robots from Hammer Industries are not very good in terms of software or hardware. The military spent so much money, but they didn't expect to come up with such a thing."
He shook his head, his mouth splitting from ear to ear, feeling sorry for the military.
There has always been an invisible competitive relationship between SHIELD and the military.
On the surface, they are all serving the country, but behind the scenes, the two sides are confronting each other in a fight for more military funds.
This time, these products of Hammer obviously made the military a laughing stock. It is conceivable that military spending will probably shrink in the future.
The total amount of funds is limited, and the military is a behemoth, so the money saved, even if it is linked together, is an astronomical figure.
SHIELD can fight for this money!
Coulson didn't know how happy Nick Fury would become after knowing this news, but he knew that he had the money to modify his beloved car!
at the same time.
Justin Hammer bent over like a mouse and hid in the Primus Pavilion along with the crowd.
At this moment, he had already cursed Ivan Vanko hundreds of times in his heart. If words could kill, Ivan would probably have turned into a shuttle by now.
He really didn't expect that Vanke would give him such a big surprise with this amount.
Although, he did tell Vanke at the time that he wanted Tony Stark, the arrogant and megalomaniac, to die.
But to be honest, for a businessman, he was not referring to the death of Tony Stark himself, but the "death" of Stark Group.
it's good now.
With this Russian madman's behavior, it's not Stark who will be killed, but his Hammer Industries.
Even if Ivan could kill Tony Stark, what's the point?
I will also lose everything because of this attack!
You know, Hammer Industries has now accepted orders from the military. This is national strength!
I am dead!
His face was pale and his whole appearance was gloomy. Although he was dressed in a suit and looked respectable, he looked as miserable as a rat crossing the street that everyone wanted to kill.
Obviously, Justin Hammer is aware of what his next ending will be.
For a crime like this, even if he is not executed, he will at least be sentenced to several hundred years in prison. Even if his sentence is reduced again and again in prison, he will never see the light of day again.
As for being picked up by someone else, that is even more impossible.
The fall of Hammer Industries was like the fall of a towering tree. Countless plants underneath were waiting to absorb its nutrients, then grow branches and leaves and cover the entire sky.
Justin Hammer is not a genius scientist, nor is he a super villain. Without Hammer Industries, he is nothing, and no one will bother to save a loser.
But he still couldn't suppress his anger towards Ivan Vanko.
That hateful guy!
A bastard from Russia!
If it weren't for me, he would have died in prison a long time ago. I was kind enough to rescue him, but this is how he repays me? !
If he could do it again, Justin Hammer would rather the person who was killed in the prison was not a scapegoat.
But now, it's too late to say anything.
No one could save him.
He crouched down and kept dodging, fearing that he would be recognized by others.
Although he knew that he would not be able to escape from prison, at least he could stay alive in prison. If he was discovered by these people, they would probably rush over and beat him to death with one punch each.
Bant had noticed him a long time ago, but he ignored the clown and was discussing the next steps with Norman Osborn backstage.
"After we take control of Hammer Technology, we can expand the ecological park. By then, the accumulated orders can be completed as soon as possible, and Primos will become a company as powerful as the Osborne Group."
After saying this, Norman still felt like he was in a dream.
too fast!
It has only been a few months since Primos was founded. In a few months, it will become one of the top companies in the country. This speed of development has left Norman, who started from scratch, speechless with surprise.
In addition to good luck, the decline of Osborn and Hammer Industries gave Bant an opportunity, but more importantly, Bant himself had the ability to do it.
But Norman also noticed that Bant was a little anxious.
He immediately asked the reason.
Norman Osborn didn't know that soon the earth would be filled with monsters and demons, and people with all kinds of strange powers would appear on the scene. Bant needed to quickly build a base.
Another reason...
Bant smiled slightly, looked at Norman, and asked a surprising question.
"I wonder if Uncle Norman wants to be mayor?"
(End of this chapter)