I Am In Marvel Chapter 112: The hero returns

At the end of World War II, in April 1944, the United States dropped two experimental nuclear bombs in the Tokyo area of ​​Japan!

This is enough to affect the pattern of world wars and deter all countries. Destructive weapons appear on the earth for the first time. Indiscriminate carpet explosions and inhumane radiation far exceed previous natural disasters and viral plagues!

The whole world was shocked!

Risang was forced by Kyle to bow his head under the attack of the nuclear bomb. This time, he really did not waste any more time and announced his unconditional surrender to the world within one day of the nuclear bombing!

Risan's withdrawal from the Asian battlefield means that the Second World War in the history of mankind on Marvel Earth has come to an end.

People all over the world cheered for this. The period of peace they had longed for has finally arrived.

The streets and alleys of every city in the United States are decorated with lights and fireworks. It is ten times more grand than previous Christmases. Most people party without sleep for three days and three nights.

And during this time, of course they have not forgotten the greatest contributor to world peace - the war hero Kyle!

After the end of World War II, thousands of people waited patiently for three days with eager anticipation, but the US military in New York still did not send any sign of Kyle's return.

Countless media who wanted to interview were turned away from the White House and military bases, and were strictly prohibited from asking about this topic. This made the people excited and happy, and finally noticed something was wrong.

"Why hasn't General Kyle come back yet?"

"Even if the flight of the transport fighter plane is delayed again, it is time to return to America now."

"God, why don't our superheroes return..."

"Where's General Chester, won't the military give you an explanation?"

People in the United States, from the elderly to young children, are looking forward to it every day. In just a few days, the topic of peace at the end of World War II was suppressed by the topic of "hero Kyle has not returned." Other countries are also watching and discussing.

High-ranking U.S. imperial congressmen felt that they could no longer hide it from the public, and were preparing to discuss a cover-up that could be dealt with. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a piece of information began to circulate from nowhere.

"When the U.S. military dropped two nuclear bombs on Tokyo, Major General Kyle was still fighting there, and no one sent a transport fighter plane to pick him up in advance!"

As soon as this news spread in New York, the top officials of the US empire realized something was wrong and wanted to suppress it, but they still underestimated the New York people's high level of attention to Kyle-related topics.

In less than half a day, this message was like a super-large nuclear bomb exploding in the United States. Countless people were half-believed and at the same time, it caused an uproar like a nest.

"My God, if this was really the case, wouldn't Major General Kyle..."

"War heroes cannot be killed, how could they die at the hands of their own people!"

"One of our own? I'm afraid the top leaders of the country don't regard him as one of their own, right?"

"The White House has not made any remarks, so it will not acquiesce."

"We, the people, must be given an explanation and explanation for this matter!"

In the early morning of the next day after the news spread, countless people poured into New York City with excitement. New York City organized its own leadership team. They held large and small signs and marched on the streets, causing traffic in the entire city area. Paralyzed, a sea of ​​people surrounded the White House and surrounding congressional office buildings.

The top officials of the U.S. imperialists panicked and immediately mobilized the entire New York police and military forces to maintain order and quell the riots. However, they found that many soldiers and police personnel took temporary leave, and some simply applied for resignation, put on bright coats and raised questions. Signs join the parade.

At this time, the top brass of the US empire suddenly understood how influential Kyle alone was.

As a war hero who put down World War II, at the beginning of world peace, his prestige undoubtedly reached a peak of terror that even God would avoid. It just so happened that this major and unbearable news came out at this time. How could we not let thousands of people know it? The people are going crazy with anger over this!

On the top floor of Stark Industries, Howard, a gentleman in a suit, leaned against the balcony railing, looking at the densely packed people on the street below, silently lighting a cigarette.

"With your own strength, you can stand up to the gods - you really did it, but why, like Steve, did you never come back?"

"I'm still thinking that when I have a child one day, I will make you the child's godfather."

"Even the originally agreed upon plans to have a good time after the war, to create artificial intelligence, to develop new energy elements, and to build a business empire of weapons and technology, are all going to be broken?"

Howard muttered to himself, sighing heavily as he lowered his head and smoked a cigarette alone. The smoke he exhaled drifted away in the wind.

‘Beep——’ At this moment, the phone in his suit pocket rang.

"Aren't you bothered?" Howard put out his cigarette irritably, and suddenly thought of something, he was stunned for half a second by the ringing.

Wait. Who else can call him now besides that person?

Howard trembled and hurriedly took out the old-fashioned mobile phone in his pocket. After taking a deep breath to calm down, he answered the call with slightly trembling fingers.

"Howard?" Kyle's always cold voice came over the phone.

"Kyle, it's really you!" Howard laughed, his eyes slightly moist, and he kissed the old-fashioned mobile phone hard.

"Wow, don't be so disgusting, go out to those bunny girls of yours." Kyle said with a chill, this old gentleman was becoming more and more unruly after not seeing each other for two weeks.

"Aren't I excited? Man!" Howard said angrily and sadly, "It's been more than a week since the war ended and you haven't come back yet. I thought you really got hit by the nuclear bomb!"

Kyle: "Sorry~IndoMTL.com~I really got hit."

Howard: "..."

He hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively: "Kyle, are you a human or a ghost now?"

"Nonsense, you are a scientific talent. What ghosts and gods do you believe in? I am now outside the central city of New York. There are too many people and the traffic is paralyzed. You can't get in. You sent the special plane to pick me up." Kai I said angrily.

Last time, he and Howard briefly discussed the concept and structure of helicopters. Before going to Risang, he knew that Howard had started to transform the structure of small transport fighters and created the first small and convenient semi-helicopter as a special pilot. .

I have to say that the benefits of having a friend who is a technological talent with a top-notch mind, forward thinking, and full hands-on skills are perfectly reflected at this time.

"The traffic in New York City is paralyzed, and it's not because the people caused it for you." Howard complained on the phone. Knowing that Kyle returned safely, his previous dullness and sadness were gone.

Howard said with a smile: "I heard that the new president, congressmen, and military leaders were forced by the unprecedented demonstrations and are now gathering in the square in front of the White House to hold a press conference to give a public explanation. ”

"The information is..." As soon as Kyle spoke, Howard knew what he wanted to ask. He smiled and said, "Yes, it was me and Nick Fury who deliberately spread the information and wanted to use it. The power of the people puts pressure on the top leaders of US imperialism and seeks justice for you!"

Kyle felt warm in his heart, paused for a moment, and then said coldly into the phone: "You can fly a helicopter over and take me directly to the White House Square. It's time to clean up some little mice who are playing dirty tricks behind my back. ."

Now that he is back, why does he need justice? In this world, whoever has the biggest fist is the last word!