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Oh, that’s right, there are no humans in the Wakandan fighter jets either, their troops are almost entirely AI-controlled robots.

Those days were very difficult. We were always afraid that a guided missile would fall above our heads and blow us all up into the sky. Swear to god, that's what we've done to other people before.

But our luck seems to be good.

When the missiles attacked, the rich Tony Stark drove his big toy over to the rescue. His steel suit knocked down all the missiles that were locked on us, and then he also helped us clear up the area. One vote came up to besiege our machine hunters.

Compared to the time when he went to the Middle East to enforce justice whenever he had nothing to do, I think he is more suitable for the name Iron Man now.

But this time he didn't fly down to give us an autograph or anything. He just flew away after helping us.

Oh, by the way, back to the topic, our opponents are always improving, and we seem to be able to come up with some weird weapons.

For example, that rice... Minovsky particle furnace! Yes, that's it.

This energy furnace, which is said to be light nuclear fusion, has become the energy core of our new base. The reason why Stark Industries' fusion furnace is not used is because this energy furnace will continuously produce some kind of particles.

I don’t know the specifics. In short, after the particles are dispersed, the radar and everything else will be ineffective. We can’t see each other and we can’t see each other. Everyone simply becomes blind.

The war seemed to suddenly return to the time of World War I and World War II. Everyone faces this side and fires - although we don't see any Wakandans.

The equipment of those robots and themselves are constantly being upgraded, and what troubles us the most is actually the ‘elite monsters’ among them.

It was a large robot that looked like an enlarged giant. It was said that their bodies were made of the same material as Captain America's shield, vibranium or something. Against this kind of robot, our weapons will have no effect at all.

That time, that robot almost killed our entire formation. I was beaten to the point of losing consciousness. Only when I woke up did I realize that it was Mr. President who saved us.

Our president is not an old man sitting in an office, but a superman wearing a cape and flying around to save us. To be honest, he really looks like Superman.

Invulnerable, has heat vision, can fly around, has a cape and body suit - just like Superman.

Compared with Captain America, everyone now prefers to call him a native of the motherland, or simply call him Superman.

Mr. President is very powerful, I swear he must be the most capable president in the entire United States. Of course, after all, the most capable president among our history is probably Washington, who uses an ax to chop down cherry blossom trees.

The President is very busy and is definitely not in the office most of the time. And Mr. President is also very strong. In my opinion, that kind of strength is simply not human at all.

It's almost like a god.

After being rescued, I was sent back to China to recover from my injuries for a while, and then I was biomodified by people from Osborn Industries and Pioneer Technology.

They asked me whether I wanted to be a mutant or just a super soldier, but honestly the research was pointless. I told them I wanted to become Superman, and when I was pushed out of the lab I couldn't fly at all.

To be honest, it feels pretty good to become a super human. The only problem is that I don’t seem to be very interested in women anymore.

They said this is the suppression of brain hormone production after the transformation of super soldiers. I don't know what it means, but it's nothing.

After being pushed back to the battlefield, I drove into a mecha called "Titan". To be honest, it felt very handsome. As for whether the humanoid science was scientific or not, it didn't matter anymore.

After I started operating the mecha again, I suddenly felt that these weapons became much more convenient. The feeling of the controller's thrusters jumping forward in the desert really gave me an unstoppable joy.

When I returned to the battlefield, I encountered those vibranium robots again, and this time luckily, we killed him at a great cost.

That robot didn't seem to be a simple machine, its brain was still flesh. But apart from his head, there was nothing left of him.

The chief told us they were Wakandans.

I don't quite understand what this sentence means, but I don't really care.

I have also seen mutants. Those guys with all kinds of strange abilities always look like they are worth 2,500 or 80,000 yuan, which makes people very unhappy.

I have also seen weirdos. These guys are more difficult to communicate with than mutants, and they are weird. The one I met seemed to want to take a bite of me for a taste.

But it's still the same. Even now, I still don't understand why I'm still here and why I participated in this war.

Well, that doesn't matter anymore.

Once the war starts, reasons and excuses no longer matter.

"Hey, light the fire!"

The cry of his comrades woke the soldier from his concentration on writing a diary. He grabbed the lighter next to him and threw it to his comrades outside the cockpit on the opposite side.

"Are you still writing your diary?" He puffed out a smoke ring, narrowed his eyes and looked at the soldier mockingly.

"Why did you keep it in the cockpit after you wrote the diary? Don't those things still have to turn to ashes when we die?"

"We have to do something to divert our attention. I don't smoke leaves, and we are like this. No medicine can make us wake up."

At this moment, the sky overcame the billowing darkness, and a huge aerospace aircraft carrier came over the world like a dark cloud.

That is the American aerospace carrier Lemuria Star, but generally speaking, when it appears, it can only mean that a big battle is about to be fought.

The soldiers climbed into the cockpit again, skillfully activated the controls of the aircraft, and entered a state of preparation for combat.

Although I still don’t understand why I have to fight, I still have to survive.

We must survive in this endless war.

90. Destroy Paris before surrendering

Romantic City Paris

The streets of Champagne Avenue, which were once filled with perfumes and fashionable clothes, as well as black people wearing yellow vests from Madin in Yiwu, seemed to be left with only a chilling atmosphere.

All the elements of humanistic romance and joy have disappeared here, leaving only depressed streets and regulated citizens.

In order to deal with the threat from Wakanda, France has also become a part of the North Atlantic Treaty led by the United States.

Of course, they did not have a head-on conflict with the Wakandans during the war. The Wakanda battlefield, which was locked on the African land by the Americans at all costs, did not seem to affect this place.

Therefore, there is a grand parade and celebration on Champs-Série Avenue today.

Because their president made a peace agreement with the Wakandans.

Under the pressure of the people who are eager for entertainment, and after many resistances to issues including Internet control, travel restrictions, material control, and the former president who was overwhelmed and committed suicide during the demonstrations, the newly elected president immediately demonstrated his strong power. Diplomacy'

After Lightspeed announced its withdrawal from the North Atlantic Treaty, the new president triumphantly announced a series of peace agreements with Wakanda.

Like Russia and China, Paris will become a neutral country that has escaped from the cesspit of this war. It can restore its normal economic methods in the past, and it can also use the people's livelihood funds that have been redirected to the development of violent weapons to subsidize citizens. .

However, France itself was not too deeply involved in this war. Compared with Britain and the United States, most of the time it only played a role in transporting supplies with Germany.

Even though many of Paris' colonies in Africa were completely disconnected due to the rise of Wakanda, all French thoughts of revenge disappeared after the Wakanda threw an island towards Sydney.

Even if they want to learn from the spirit of General de Gaulle and fight the enemy to the end, it is obvious that their opponents will not give them the possibility of forming a government in exile.

Even in the face of all kinds of humiliation and unbearable conditions, Parisian youths who have long been accustomed to entertaining themselves to death took to the streets waving the tricolor flag and cheering for the arrival of the so-called "peace" in the midst of an unknown war.

They think it's all a conspiracy between the Americans and the Wakandans, or it's dog eat dog between them.

In short, they elegant and noble French people should not be involved in this cesspool.

France in this world has no spirit worth learning.

Their depravity, their decline, and their spirit of learning nothing but appeasement are worse than the last.

Compared with the United States, after suffering such heavy losses, as Steve and Hydra's joint purge turned the entire country into an iron-blooded fighting machine, the only thing Paris, the 'old revolutionary district', seemed to do. It's just nonsense.

Even Britain, under the control of the regime by the mysterious spy organization "Knights of the Round Table," has begun a nationwide military reform.

At the same time, the streets of the United States were filled with countless troops and supplies. The sea was filled with new warships, institutions researching biological machines, and mutant production units being mass-produced.

One mobile suit after another was continuously produced by the assembly line, and the pilots were sent to the front line in Madagascar batch by batch, using their flesh and blood to train and train qualified veterans.

The United States is honing and strengthening itself by frantically sucking blood from other countries in the world. The United Kingdom is also doing similar things. After fully integrating into Zhangshi Technology Company, it has begun a full range of technological innovation.

As for France, they rejected innovation.

The French refused the entry of Zhangshi Technology on the grounds that they wanted to protect local technology companies, although everyone knew that they actually had no technology at all.

They chose to surrender themselves in this era of innovation and experience of blood and fire. They chose to shrink all their forces to protect themselves, and naively thought that they could imitate the United States and become fishermen.

No one understood what they were thinking. Even Mu Feng didn't understand why these French politicians stretched their hips so much.

Maybe it's really because Hydra doesn't have anyone important trying to control the country? After withdrawing from the North Atlantic Pact, they were not even close to another neutral Russia.

What they were thinking, how stupid they were - none of that mattered.

The transformation of a group may really require an experience of blood and fire.

At the top of the Eiffel Tower, Mu Feng stepped on a silver-white disk and overlooked the city, overlooking the crowds waving flags and reveling.

"Paris has returned to his original self." Mu Feng showed a teasing and malicious smile.

"Maybe New York should be like this?"

Next to him, Steve stood silently on the top of the Eiffel Tower, while Mu Feng looked at him, his eyes full of ridicule.

He knew exactly what Steve had done.

After confirming that these French guys did not intend to sincerely join the North Atlantic Treaty led by the United States, Steve ordered Dr. Zola to design several accidents.

Those accidents killed several politicians in France's current political arena who were trying to get closer to Russia and China, and killed the remaining ones who were still sane.

And the rest, such as the current president, is similar to the actor-general of Ukraine.

"When an out-of-control car keeps racing downhill, someone has to step on the accelerator." Seeing that Steve didn't respond, Mu Feng continued to say teasingly.

"I originally planned to help France just like I helped Russia and China. I gave the Russians an SCV base vehicle and human cloning production technology, and gave the Chinese a complete treasure trove of human genetic information and technical support for high-energy space physics. So I originally planned to give the French their favorite revolutionary spirit - well, a mind control device, but now it seems that they are not worthy of this gift."

"Do you want to revive Su Wei from the long river of history?" Steve looked at Mu Feng and asked in a deep voice.

"You don't like Su Wei?"

Steve didn't answer. Whether he was a native of his country or Steve Rogers, it would be difficult for him to express his fondness for the red empire.

But he will definitely not lick his face and say that Su Wei is evil. For example, using Hydra as an example is the most ridiculous metaphor.

Hydra chose the Soviet Union, and now it has chosen the United States, but earlier it was still supporting the Third Reich.

The attachment of Hydra can only show that it is a powerful country. Soviet Union was once a beacon for mankind. He brought new hope to the workers and the proletariat - but that lighthouse was also extinguished by themselves.

"Su Wei is destined not to come back." Mu Feng said lightly.

"The one who resurrected from Suvi's corpse was nothing more than a monster that ate the corpse of a bear in the past. Even if I gave them the technology to realize communism and gave their leader the iron will to rule everything, it would only be Just the second Tsarist Russia."

The people of that country on the Siberian plain are a group of people who are accustomed to and obey powerful tyrants, including Empress Catherine the Great, Ivan the Terrible, Comrade Steel, and the current emperor.

But there is only one Lenin and steel, and the country that truly speaks for the proletariat has become a thing of the past.

Mu Feng never expected Su Wei to return from history, because he knew very well that the technology he provided would only allow a few people in power to more firmly control their position.

He doesn't intend to create a Yuri or something to drag the Red Empire back from history, because that is unnecessary. In the cruel internal fighting competition that will follow, he just wants to see those who are not suitable be eliminated, and the ones who are born will be more Fit and strong new collective.

"So, what do you think of China?" Mu Feng asked back

"I don't know much about that country." Steve said calmly.

It’s hard to say whether they like or dislike it, but both Mu Feng and Steve have a pessimistic attitude towards whether an utopia that truly eliminates classes and gaps can be rebuilt there.

Because for Mu Feng, his perception of China in the Marvel Universe is very complicated.

It is a more complicated place than China in parallel universe No. 0013. If nothing else, the existence of the Divine Spear Bureau alone makes the positioning of China in the Marvel world very... peculiar.

But no matter what, Mu Feng still held on to some hope.

In his other country, at least there are some people who devote their bodies and souls to the country, and at least there are some people who are eager to eliminate injustice.

With this hope and the spirit to rewrite the world, maybe we can actually accomplish this great feat?

But... let's get through the ensuing Gu fight first.

"Here it comes." Steve raised his head and said calmly

Since France does not intend to join the North Atlantic Treaty and is still trying to be the fourth party in this game, it will have to pay a price.

Among the cheering crowd, someone raised his head and saw a magnificent sight.

They pointed to the sky with joy, because there was an extremely beautiful picture above the sky.

Countless dazzling and faint brilliance converge in the sky. These dazzling light points gather together to form a slender and beautiful light belt, just like the beautiful scenery of the aurora at both ends.

"It's so beautiful. Is it a drone show?"

"Shoot it, snap it, snap it!!!"

The happy crowd seemed to be in a happier mood. Some of them took out their cameras, and some danced with laughter.

But only two people knew what this colorful scene meant.

"No matter how many times I see this light, I will always feel beautiful." Mu Feng sighed.

"It's a pity that I can't look at it seriously, and I can't look too immersed in it. Steve, I'm talking about you. Just clear your eyes and don't look so deeply."

But Steve didn't answer. He looked at the gorgeous light strip seriously. His eyes easily saw through the illusion and saw the reality under the light strip.

There were countless densely packed nano-mechanical bugs, enough to make patients with trypophobia pass out on the spot.