I Am In Marvel Chapter 218: Card assembly order

Although artificial intelligence like Jarvis and Weiss are only technological aids, how powerful are they in the 21st century covered by information networks?

At this time, the abilities of the two finally showed the tip of the iceberg.

I saw that they started the coded system programs at the same time. Through the radio and television building in the center of New York and the outer space satellite as an intermediary, in less than a second, a picture message was forcibly loaded and appeared in New York City. on any device platform.

Mobile phones, computers, surveillance screens, and even advertising screens on busy streets all suddenly projected a card image of a black devil smiling without any dubbing. After a full thirty seconds of silence, everything came back to normal. Back to normal again.

This extremely weird scene made everyone in New York stunned. They looked at the devil card in surprise and felt incredible.

Half a century of disconnection!

Most people have never experienced that era of iron and blood war, and they don't know that "devil" does not completely represent the incarnation of evil, but also has another important meaning.

Most young people thought it was a prank, or a hard-core advertisement, or infected with a virus. They quickly returned to their busy lives and work, and only a few people explored the origin of the picture.

This is an intelligence message that only the older generation who lived during World War II could understand at a glance.

If it were the country of Risang, it might be even more memorable.

After successfully completing the task assigned by Kyle, Jarvis and Weiss immediately left the radio and television building. The tour and login records were deleted, and the external data was adjusted as before. No staff found any abnormalities.

The demon card triggered a series of chain reactions, just like an invisible nuclear bomb, quietly roaring and exploding in New York City.

A nursing home and hospital directly under the military region.

The environment and medical equipment here are excellent. Veterans who have retired with at least the rank of non-commissioned officer can apply to stay here for free. Since the elderly consciously abide by the rules, the atmosphere in the hospital has always been quiet and peaceful, making it a military holy place for elderly care and rehabilitation.

But today, for some reason, all the elderly people with white hair, holding crutches, controlling wheelchairs, or being supported by their family members, approached the big screen in the hospital lobby and gathered together to stare at it. Demonic cards.

They all looked solemn and dignified, as if they were looking at the military flag, and their cloudy eyes were shining with brilliance, expressing emotions such as nostalgia, longing, yearning, admiration, excitement, etc.

The young nurses and doctors were alarmed and rushed over to ask what was going on. As soon as they entered the hall, they were booed angrily by some veterans because of their heavy footsteps.

Until the demon card disappeared from the big screen, the wrinkled faces of the old people turned rosy with excitement. An old man with inconvenient legs and feet took the lead and stood up with difficulty, gave a trembling military salute, and shouted loudly Road:

"Howling Commandos, Norman soldiers report!"

Under the watchful eyes of the nurses and doctors, the elderly, who were at least in their early eighties, stood up collectively, straightened their backs, and saluted in a standard military posture.

"102nd Army Regiment, Soldier George reports!"

"Howling Commandos, Soldier Clark reports!"

"206th Regiment Navy, Bouvet soldiers report!"

It was as if they had returned to the army, transformed back into their young and vigorous selves. Under the consciousness of being willing to follow someone into battle, their old and aging bodies swelled with an indomitable iron-blooded momentum.

The nurses and doctors who saw this scene were shocked. They were like statues and did not dare to move or make a sound.

After the report, the old people let out a long-awaited sigh, "General, welcome back."

A three-story villa.

"Grandma, what are you reading on my phone?"

As soon as Pepper returned home, she saw her forgotten mobile phone at home. It was held tightly in the hand of her grandmother in a wheelchair. She lowered her head and stared at something.

"Ah." Grandma's old face softened, with a faint hint of a girl's love for spring, her eyes narrowed to a slit, and she replied softly: "The lover of my dreams has finally appeared."

"Huh?!" Pepper was frightened and almost threw off the high heels she was holding.

Grandma’s dream lover? What the hell?

And this is just one corner of New York.

At this moment, countless elderly people living at home in New York saw the devil cards appearing on their TVs or mobile phones. They opened their eyes wide, struggled to identify them clearly, and then smiled knowingly as if they were recalling long-standing memories.

These old people said to their sons, daughters, and even their adult grandchildren: "Don't look at how crazy you are chasing stars now. At the beginning, we were a hundred times crazier than you, longing to follow a person's figure. ”

The young people did not understand what the old people meant and asked who they were talking about. The old people smiled and replied: "Look through the history books on the bookshelf, visit the statues in the square downstairs, or go to the main entrance of the War Memorial Hall. You will know who that person is."

Some people have been called the representatives of an era because of their supreme dedication to the world.

As of now, there is only one person on earth who has stood at the pinnacle of the world, which represents an era in itself.

New York University, History Lecture.

When the black cards disappeared from the projection screen and the students in the audience were whispering to each other, the old doctor pushed up his reading glasses and changed his narration on the previous topic:

"In 1945, there was a legend, who was also recognized as the first hero. Later, he retired and left the public eye, and never appeared in the world again."

"He is the youngest major general in the US military, a symbol of national strength, a heartthrob, and a symbol of peace..."

When everyone thought that that era had long been outdated, frozen, and buried, he suddenly made a strong return, awakening the collective memories and remembrance of the era.

SHIELD Headquarters, Office of the Deputy Director.

The door opened with a bang~IndoMTL.com~A woman wearing a one-piece black leather coat suddenly rushed out, her bright red hair flowing in the wind, and she rushed downstairs ignoring the excitement of others.

Countless S.H.I.E.L.D. employees along the way were startled and were about to curse angrily, but after seeing clearly who that person was, they swallowed the curses hard and their arrogance was extinguished.

A church in New York City.

A bald young woman wearing a holy white robe stood by the second-floor window with her hands folded, looking down at the bustling street outside. The various advertising screens in the street were filled with the devil card.

"He came back after all."

"From now on, the future line has been completely changed and confused. Even I can't see clearly what the future will end like."

Although the woman said this, her tone did not mean to complain. Instead, she shook her head gently in relief.

The return of that man will officially open a new era, a chapter in which heroes rise and war comes.

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