Transformers In Marvel Chapter 5: Aftermath

　　 "New Threats or New Heroes: An Interview with Witnesses"-New York Times

　　 "The war in the downtown area, the military can't shirk the blame, Ross should go to the military court"-Herald Daily

　　 "On the day of disaster, Spider-Man flees without a fight"-Daily Horn

　　 The street wars in New York caused turbulent waves and public opinion in the world was in an uproar.

　　 This is the first time that a monster-level combat force has completely abandoned the law and morality, ignoring the civilians, and fighting in the streets, causing countless deaths and injuries. Afterwards, a bold person ran into the war zone, and everything he saw was a mess. One street was beaten to ruins, and the neighboring streets were also dilapidated. There was a doomsday scene, and countless people wept bitterly for their dead relatives in the ruins.

　　 A large number of citizens took to the streets spontaneously, holding high the flags during the parade, vilifying the military's incompetence.

　　 "Since I can't get protection, then I shouldn't pay taxes. I should pay taxes to the people who protect me... It's all due to Rose."

　　 A man with a cane was interviewed and spoke out.

"If it weren't for that person last night, I would have died a long time ago. I am very grateful to him... Mutant? Whoever he loves, it's up to me! I only know that he can protect me when I need help the most. ."

　　 Unprecedented changes impacted the nerves of the world. People began to worry about their own safety. Various protests continued one after another. There were countless experts and professors who jumped out to quote the classics and talked endlessly.

　　 "What do you think of this **** incident?" a well-known show host asked.

　　 "This is a man-made disaster that has been recorded in the annals of human history. Our generation will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history. It will be written specifically by the book. Someone must be responsible for this..." said the old professor of human sociology.

　　 "Can you estimate the cause of this incident?"

　　 "Do you really blame Rose," the old professor said.

　　 The military was silent for a long time. Facing the heavy pressure from the outside world and above, they finally could not hold it, claiming that everything originated from the failed Super Soldier Project and that the military would terminate the Super Soldier Project.

　　 Some victims questioned the military spokesperson aggressively, could it be possible that a flamboyant "termination plan" could make up for the damage they suffered? Is there no explanation for the military as the culprit?

　　 The military spokesman was silent for a long time, and replied, "It's so special to blame Rose."

　　 General Ross is completely stinking.

　　...

　　 When Downey woke up, it was already two days later, and he slept for two full days.

　　 opened his eyes and saw that it was a hospital room, and there was only one patient in this room. Obviously someone specially arranged it.

　　 The curtains are half drawn, the sun is shining outside the window, and the birds chirping occasionally, adding a bit of tranquility.

　　 "Anyone?" Downey shouted, his voice so hoarse that surprised him himself.

　　 Someone pushed the door in, but it was not the nurse Downey had expected, but a man in a suit, with a gentle smile, but with a capable feeling.

"The doctor said you will wake up today. I have been waiting for you for a long time." The man said with a smile, "My name is Phil Coleson, from the Homeland Security Defense Attack and Logistics Agency. Mr. Downey, You can directly call me Coleson."

　　 Coleson has always been smiling, gentle and polite, his formal suit is meticulous, and the tie around his neck is tightly tied.

　　 "Coleson...then, you saved me." Downey sat up and picked up the water on the table. It was actually warm and drank it.

　　 "It can be said that we did exert a lot of effort, and at the same time stopped a lot of people who were unscrupulous towards Mr. Downey."

　　 Coleson briefly introduced the situation after he passed out. He spoke very directly. Many people were very interested in him. They used relationships and methods to drag Downey back to study, but they were all stopped. Among them, General Rose was the most eager and irritable, and he was so angry that he almost threw his gun into his face.

　　 It is said that Rose received orders from some superiors at the time, stating that he would take Downey back.

　　 Downey chuckled, not commenting, and signaled Colson to sit down and talk.

　　 "Where are they?" Downey asked suddenly.

　　 "The car is outside, I guess you will look for it when you wake up."

　　 "It's him, not it. I pay attention to this. I hope you don't make any mistakes again." Downey stubbornly corrected.

　　 Coleson showed a sorry expression, and asked Downey to go out to check his car, because the car didn't seem to be in good condition.

　　 Downey got up, Coleson wanted to help, but was pushed away. Downey used fire, and there was a tingling pain in his brain, only a trickle passed into his body, which was different from before.

　　 Coleson hurriedly said: "The doctor said that your brain was the most injured. The two days of coma were mainly because the brain was self-cultivating."

　　 Downey was silent, using fire energy to walk around his body, his condition was much better, but he could only recover part of it, and the effect was not so obvious.

　　 Downey knew that the main role of Tinder was to make and manipulate Transformers, and it had little effect on itself.

　　 He already has a vague plan for the future development, especially in combat.

　　 The two stood in the hospital's campus, observing in front of a scrapped truck.

This Changan Star Card was in terrible condition. The car cover was abandoned, revealing the wiring and engine below, and almost all the glass was shattered. Only the remaining **** clung to the car tenaciously. Three of the four tires simply disappeared. One has a tyre, and most of the bearing is missing.

　　 The whole car is not in good condition. It is a miracle if it does not fall apart.

　　 Coleson took the initiative to tell him that this hospital is owned by the Bureau of Homeland Security Defense Attacks and Logistics.

"Mr. Downey, because we don't know the specifics of your abilities, we didn't rush to repair this car. We just wiped the exterior dust to make him look better." Coulson watched Downey quietly. , He took the initiative to find a topic and explained.

　　 Downey glanced at Coleson gratefully and said softly, "Thank you."

　　 Downey didn't respond much to his placement. Before he fell into a coma, he made an estimate of his possible end, and he was mentally prepared for all kinds of end. But at this time, he has a sincere feeling for Coleson. This person is rigorous, but just right. The scale is perfect and impeccable.

　　 Coleson smiled gently and made an inviting gesture. It was already clear in his mind, and he had more analysis of Downey's psychological characteristics, which was enough to build a more complete mental model. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 Downey slowly stretched out his hand, and in the gaze expected by Coleson and the lurking agents around, he grabbed the small truck from a distance, and the invisible power wave radiated out, setting off a gust of wind, which made people have to squint. The tattered truck suddenly roared, and the sound of mechanical metal friction was endless, changing.

　　 "This is really... a miracle!"

　　 Coleson widened his eyes, exclaimed, and said the voice of many people. Although he had watched the street camera video that night repeatedly, he was mentally prepared, but when he faced the changes, he was still shocked.

　　 Numerous hidden cameras around me recorded this very visually impactful scene at close range and crazily transmitted the video to the outside world, and more people were able to witness this thrilling scene that had never been seen before.

　　 Click and click constantly, a human-shaped metal figure formed, but what made Downey frown was that a large number of broken parts were scattered on the ground in the process. This was all scrap metal and could not be used.

　　 Optimus Prime assembled in awe-inspiring manner, and the ragged metal body still gave a huge impact, and a fierce aura rushed toward the face.

　　 "The change is about to be completed!" Someone couldn't help but exclaimed, looking excited.

　　 "I am looking forward to it." Someone opened their heads, and the others were less serious. They all spoke, exclaiming, with a look of expectation.

　　 In the end, the change was coming to an end, and people became more excited, their faces flushed, and they wanted to see a miracle. I saw the well-equipped Optimus Prime propped on the ground with one hand, and the arrogant man was about to stand proudly, but with a plop, he fell to the ground cleanly and broke his glasses.

　　 Countless people were stunned, not knowing what happened.

　　 Downey didn't look surprised at all, and sighed deeply: "It's too crispy, too crispy...Optimus Prime, he's already at his limit..."