Chapter 49

Although she was not used to losing her own star map, given that all the equipment on the watchtower were equipped with top-notch configurations, the bed was comfortable and the mood was pleasant, Freya slept well as usual. When she walked into the conference room the next morning, except for a few people, the rest had dark circles. Iron Man smelled the smell of coffee, and Bruce should have been like him, but for some reason his chin was clean and his body was covered with mint aftershave.

Several alliance bosses have already gathered in the middle to talk about combat plans and temporary responses. According to the news from all parties, they are 60% sure that Ultron has built a metal body for him, and he is still consuming extremely strong metals to create the Iron Legion. Freya listened for a moment and found that she could not use her place, so she planned to go to the kitchen of the watchtower to see if there were any remaining desserts. To be honest, since Hawkeye, Freya put up Hawkeye, Freya and a large group of children from X Academy, the speed of various sweets in the watchtower disappeared completely unimaginable. Even Rongen, who had a serious face, was once caught by Freya with Oreo biscuits in the corridor.

She still had a little funny thought about the picture - the Mars Hunter quickly walked through the wall with embarrassment, but he forgot to hold something in his hand, and finally had to wear it back with a tense face.

If it weren't for looking around before leaving, Freya might have been on her way to the kitchen, but her eyes were stuck in a corner.

The dragon girl jumped up gently and fell on the third row of seats.

The little spider, who was creaking with his head down and creaking his gloves was startled, shrank back before he realized that he should say hello to his senior. His hood was not neatly worn, and he hung it on his head crookedly, revealing his soft temples below.

"Nervous?" Freya asked with a funny look on his face mask.

"A little bit," Spider-Man answered honestly, "I haven't participated in such a large group battle before."

"Steve said you have been training with the Avengers for half a year, but you can still show quite creativeness in your cooperation every time." Knowing what young people like, Jinlong said with all his encouragement, completely forgot about Hawkeye and Winter Soldiers' frequent murmurings.

"Captain praised me?" Sure enough, as if it was lit, Spider-Man's voice floated, "Captain said I'm creative?"

His voice was too high, which made the group of people who were just fighting to the point of blushing in the middle of the conference room turn their heads and look around. At the same time, it feels uncomfortable to be stared at by many seniors, and Spider-Man subconsciously hides behind the Golden Dragon.

Steve seemed to want to laugh a little, but he held it back and put on a classic "Captain wants to talk to you" face.

Freya blocked the people behind her and waved her hands lazily at them, indicating that there was nothing to watch here, but didn't you see the young man's neck being exposed and red? The action plan is so complicated, why do you focus on other places?

The code name of this operation is "Power Off". Such a bad name is Stark's style at first glance. In order to make up for his mistakes, he activated almost all his power. S.H.I.E.D.'s technical support also provided positioning assistance, and he captured the position of Ultron in a very short time. Unexpectedly and not too surprising, Ultron placed his legion in Sokovia, which also means that they are likely to be blocked by Hydra on the way to eliminate Ultron. With the mentality of preparing for it, everyone decided to make a big plan and began to arrange for Hydra and the possible black wizards.

"Stay calm, young man, you are the banner of the future Avengers." After everyone's eyes were turned away, the Golden Dragon pressed Spider-Man's shoulder.

This shoulder is not very strong, and although it has muscles, it looks thin compared to his predecessors. Freya's mind echoed in what Bruce said last night. These children are too young to be involved in such a thing, and should not have been sent to life in a confused way at the beginning of her life.

"I can."

Under her palm Spider-Man tried hard to straighten his back. She couldn't see the other person's expression through the mask, but she thought she was proving her reliability.

"No matter how you can, it's a future," Freya smiled and shook her head. "Look, there are so many people in this room, which one is not the leader who dominates the world? This kind of action is not your turn to carry the banner. Don't be too excited, boy."

Spider-Man seemed to be stunned for a moment.

Jin Long straightened his mask and prepared to go down.

"Thank you!"

The person who was left behind by her suddenly spoke.

"Don't worry." Freya stopped. "The smartest brains on the planet are in this conference room, and they will come up with plans."

She supported herself with one hand and flipped off the long table made of black walnut and fell steadily back to the ground.

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Living in Sokovia is not a pleasant experience, but as a war correspondent, Martin has been stationed in this small Eastern European country as big as a palm for a week or two by the well-informed editor. The promising friends of the super-English version are all following news about cooperation between major super-English organizations that have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. The second is to catch the watchtower and Bruce Wayne behind it, and the worst is him, because a slander online news has to stay in Sokovia.

"I have someone above me." The editor-in-chief comforted him.

The next day, the Avengers attacked Sokovia, but the surprise attack was too fast, and Martin didn't even catch the hair.

The heartbroken reporter immediately called his boss to admit his mistake and received new instructions to stay in this small country to continue to do peripheral interviews. Although he did not get a direct picture, he could reflect it from the people's side to make a special topic on the Avengers.

This task was easy to complete. Martin meticulously visited many families and local public organizations and wrote long and colorful reports. Just when he thought he could get rid of this small place with poor mountains and bad waters, the editor-in-chief said he would not let him go back.

"There are people above me." said the old bald man in Mediterranean.

No one could create any news out of thin air. Martin complained wildly in his heart, but the editor-in-chief ordered him, so he didn't dare to make a mistake. As a result, after eating the simple bean stewed rice the next day at noon, he looked up while washing dishes and saw a completely unreal scene.

It was so unreal that the war correspondent forgot to wash dishes, and his hands that had taken the soapy water began to rub their eyes.

It's not his fault, the screams rang out downstairs one after another, and many agile figures flew from the end of the sky.

Three Kun styles lined up in battle formations and whizzed through the air. On their sides, Superman, Mars Hunter, Wonder Woman, Dragon Girl, Green Lantern, Cyborg, Thor, Iron Man... Countless heroes lined up in line, and men wearing red cloaks floated high in the sky, golden light shields emitted from his hands, swollen like bubbles, and spread down from the sky.

"Madame Mary...Tomi! Tomi!" Martin's feet slipped and he shouted at his photographer, but the rookie photographer who was usually good at grasping wonderful moments was also wearing mouths now, just looking at the colorful cloaks and heroes of different shapes in the sky.

"What are you taking photos?" After a while, Tommy, with a ginger-haired face, said with a sad face, "Who can make so many superheroes work together? What are you taking photos when we are all finished!"

"Then you have to understand!" Martin's eyes were bright. He grabbed the camera and then came a few photos by himself until a hand that stretched out from somewhere patted his shoulder.

"Man." A voice rang in his ear.

"When I finish taking this picture, go cry by myself, princess!" Martin shouted without looking back.

"Man, seriously, you have to evacuate here." The voice continued, "If you have any losses, please write to Stark Industries, or Wayne Group, or X Manor, or Magic France Club, or Kama Taj."

"What the hell is Demon France? Don't fool me, isn't Kama Taj a tourist?" Martin only shouted this, and one hand stroked his neck, and then there was a strong wind that covered the sky. When he stopped, his face was covered with tears, his glasses flew where they flew, and there was a buzzing sound in his ears.

Tommy also flew to him in three seconds.

The red shadow only stayed for a moment before passing by, but the number of people at temporary placements outside the golden curtain wall was increasing at a terrifying speed.

"Is that the Flash?" Tommy asked after standing straight, his expression with a little terrifying dream.

"That's the Flash," Martin murmured, his face gradually lit up, "That's the Flash!"

All the people at the resettlement sites saw two reporters who used to like to walk around the streets and hugged each other like crazy and shouted. The photographer almost strangled the other to death when he grabbed the camera from his companion's neck. The latter seemed to feel no pain at all, but just looked for his own shortbread like a headless fly.

The light shield bridged in front of them, and all the noisy sounds were silent.

The crowd was crowded in panic, not knowing what was going on, only the children pointed their fingers at every hero in the air in cheers, and knew everything about them.

Soon, people from SHIELD will arrive here and tell them that a guy named Ultron has established his mechanical legion here. He also plans to ascend the entire Sokovia to heaven to destroy Chaoying, destroy humanity, and destroy everything. They will feel heartbroken for their home that is about to be riddled in battle, cry for their families who have been moved out of the conflict in time, curse those whimsical villains, pray for God's blessing, and justice can defeat evil again.

But at this moment, the people in the light curtain could not hear anything.

Ultron was dormant in his arsenal, turning a blind eye to such a big deal, and the atmosphere inside the temporary combat alliance was a little stiff. They were originally dispatched for safety and were also to practice cooperating with each other for the war that would come. However, some people who should not have appeared were like stones thrown into the pool, stirring up ripples in circles.

"Can anyone explain to me why he is here?" Tony said first.

A man with a helmet was floating in the direction where he pointed his finger. He looked at Iron Man with a smile without a smile, and his gay purple cloak was flying in the long and short.

Freya landed on the edge of the Quin fighter plane, and Professor X, who had just been pushed off one of the planes, casted a complicated sight to her.

"You know you can't attack him in full view," Bruce said behind her. "Magneto's ability will give us the upper hand in the face of Ultron and the mechanical legion he created, allowing more people to free up their hands to face the Dark Wizard and Hydra who provided support to Ultron."

"I know." Freya said a little annoyed, "the professor wants him to sacrifice his merits."

Bruce was actually not very happy, but he didn't show it, just touched the Dragon Girl's mask.

I originally thought that such an awkward atmosphere might last for a long time, but the thoughtful Ultron broke the silence at this moment.

Like a tide, the Iron Legion surged out from various buildings in all directions. After glimpsing the superhero in the air, Ultron did not choose to land, but floated higher than them, with red eyes looking at the Iron Man in the crowd.

"My maker, my teacher, my father," he said.

Tony almost couldn't stabilize the thruster.

At that moment, he almost blurted out-

I don't have a son like you.

The author has something to say: Today I saw that my group won the Red Devils before I could be happy to know the news of the earthquake. I felt a little shocked. Touch my little angel in the disaster area, and I must protect myself. Be careful when I go to bed these days. I heard that putting upside down plastic cups on the edge of a higher table will be useful. I hope everyone will be safe.

Thank you for the bitter medicine, the cloud of smoke falling, the mines of Lan Lin and the flying cat little angel in the sky, Momoda!hf();
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