I Am In Marvel Chapter 291: Battle on the aircraft carrier

As soon as Weiss's taunt fell, the fighter jets chased him even tighter, and the two sides slowly closed the distance like a tug-of-war.

But even after entering the attack range of fifty meters, the fighter plane still did not launch a thermal weapon attack, as if there were some concerns.

"Let me tell you. There is a 99% chance that they will not launch missiles. We are now on a helicopter carrier. If the aircraft carrier is damaged, it will indirectly destroy the insight. Plan."

Weiss, who transformed into a Transformer, was so confident that he used radio wave frequencies to convert into normal sounds to communicate with Steve in the driver's seat inside his body and Natasha in the palm of his hand.

"It's as if we are the villains." Natasha complained angrily.

"Destroying the aircraft carriers is indeed a solution, but right below us is the New York City area. The crash of three aircraft carriers will still turn into a catastrophe." Steve shook his head and analyzed calmly.

"I know, no wonder the master said you..." Weiss murmured, and stopped talking in the middle of the sentence.

It should be said that Steve deserves to be the most humane and righteous hero. Everything he does and takes puts the safety of mankind first. He is just like Kyle, who uses violence to fight violence and is straightforward. Two extremes.

And Weiss's mobile phone prototype was made by Howard, the fire life was given by Kyle, and the armor knowledge was taught by Tony.

The data code of its mechanical soul has been firmly imprinted with the three people's behavior and life values. It feels like there is nothing that money and power cannot solve.

If there is - then add more money and increase your power!

Weisi was thinking about it when the sound of turbulent air suddenly came from the back of his head, and the alarm bell issued by the intelligent system rang loudly.

Its huge mechanical body curled up into a ball and quickly rolled on the spot.

‘Boom! ’

A missile trailed a violent tail flame, whizzed past Wei Si's head, landed on the aircraft carrier deck not far ahead, and exploded on the ground in a brilliant and terrifying wave of dust and fire.

Weisi quickly stood up again, spreading his slightly closed mechanical palms. Natasha, who was squatting on one knee, stood up and straightened her chest. Her beautiful eyes reflected the firelight in front of her, and her short red hair was captured by the air waves caused by the explosion. Blow up.

Natasha raised her eyebrows slightly and said in response to Weiss's previous system judgment: "Your one percent chance showed up that they actually launched the missile regardless of the safety of the aircraft carrier."

"It's not them, it's him." Weiss retorted.

A silver fighter plane rushed at the front of the group of fighters. Through the windshield, you could see the inner cockpit. The pilot was a blond young man with a metal manipulator on his left arm.

Through the video broadcast from the back probe, Steve also saw this scene and couldn't help but whisper: "It's Bucky, he still chased after me."

Weisi didn't care about that. He turned around and raised his mechanical arm. After a short period of energy storage, the cannon hole on his left hand buzzed and trembled, blasting out a giant daylight laser bomb.

The silver fighter plane gave warning, skidding deftly like a goshawk.

The laser bullet missed the plane's wing, but hit another fighter jet behind it, destroying it on the spot by accident.

The fighter jet fell with thick smoke and turned into a ball of fire on the aircraft carrier deck. The fighter jets next to it could only speed up to avoid it.

Baki was ruthless in the cockpit. He maneuvered the silver fighter jet quickly, aimed with his backhand and fired two more missiles, then launched a pincer attack on Weiss, one from the left and the other from the right.

"Coming!" Natasha exclaimed.

"I know it without you having to tell me."

Green smoke was still coming out of the cannon hole in his left hand. Weiss took a few steps back and quickly switched to charging energy in his right hand. He accurately calculated the ballistic trajectory and timing, and defeated the two oncoming missiles with just one laser round. Intercept it!

‘Bang! ! ! ’

The powerful collision of missiles and laser bombs erupted in the air between Weiss and the silver fighter.

In just a moment, the explosive waves and light waves were like a tidal wave, lapping violently around each other, so that everything within fifty meters was pushed outwards.

In the storm caused by the explosion, the helicopter carrier was shaken and sank, while the flying fighter groups were stagnant and retreated slightly. The unlucky ones were even blown away by the super strong cyclone.

At the same time, there was turbulence surging in the black and gray waves, accompanied by the roar of the engine's accelerating cylinder.

The next moment, a tattered little yellow car full of bullet holes rushed out of the explosion range and rushed towards the boarding bay of the aircraft carrier deck at full speed.

In the car, Steve and Natasha, who were sitting in the driver's and passenger's seats respectively, were still in a daze.

"Why...changed back?"

Steve was confused. With most of his technological knowledge still stuck in the World War II period, it was difficult to understand the actual technological status of mechanical armor.

Natasha took a deep breath and asked: "Yes, the mechanical energy cannon is so powerful, why not take care of the fighters behind it first?"

"You two, I have some bad news for you. I'm almost out of power." Weiss explained straightforwardly.

"What did you say?!"

The two people in the car were stunned and subconsciously looked at the rearview mirror of the car. A dozen fighter planes behind them, led by the silver fighter planes, continued to chase towards the rear of the car over the exploding dust waves.

The race between life and death is like repeating itself.

But this time. On a helicopter carrier at an altitude of 1,000 meters, about ten advanced fighter jets were chasing an old yellow car. This situation could be considered the first of its kind on earth.

"At this critical moment, you said the power was out?" Natasha was speechless.

Weiss sighed in a humane manner and said helplessly: "The conversion rate of krypton gold into electrical energy is too low. In addition, the incomplete Transformers mode severely consumes energy. Even a whole krypton gold will be launched after nearly ten The energy bombs will be almost exhausted after the energy bombs are fired. Now I can still maintain the car mode instead of changing back to the prototype, which is pretty good."

"Now..." Before Steve could finish his words, he heard a snap, as if something heavy had fallen on the roof of the car.

Weiss gave a hint: "A birdman is back. ~IndoMTL.com~Birdman, is it Sam?" Steve was deeply surprised.

"It's me." A black uncle was lying on the roof of the car, wearing sunglasses, sticking his head out of the windshield, and tapping on the window with his fingers.

"Have you found the console that resets the aircraft carrier system?" Steve asked, but the chip that restarted the aircraft carrier was still in his hand.

"Found it, right under the aircraft carrier next to it, but I don't have permission to enter." Sam's face was extremely solemn, and he quickly said: "In addition, there was a helicopter just now, carrying the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. there. The aircraft carrier flew over, but I was unable to intercept it midway due to the **** of fighter planes."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Steve replied and asked Weiss urgently: "Do we have any reinforcements?"

"Normally, there must be, but now everyone else is here..."

Weisi's answer stopped abruptly, and his voice trembled slightly with excitement: "Reinforcements are coming!"