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Chapter 297 Each Their Own Hero

the other side.

As the portal expanded, more and more Chitauri aircraft quickly overwhelmed Tony Stark, who was nearly out of ammunition and supplies.

If it weren't for his incredibly skillful maneuvering and dodging, Mark Nine would probably have been reduced to a pile of scrap metal by the Chitauri attack long ago.

Even so.

In the repeated pursuit and counterattacks, Tony Stark was once again surrounded by the Chitauri.

Just then, Coulson's voice suddenly came from inside Tony Stark's Mark Armor again.

"Hey Tony, watch your right."

kindness?

Upon hearing the sound, Tony Stark turned to look to his right when a Sidewinder missile, its tail swaying with flame, ruthlessly charged into the Chitauri army to his right.

boom!

Accompanied by a dazzling flash of light, a huge ball of fire suddenly appeared in the sky.

In that terrifying explosion, more than a dozen Chitauri and their aircraft were instantly engulfed in flames, and even some Chitauri around them were torn to pieces by the explosion caused by the Rattlesnake missile.

"A great opportunity!"

Tony Stark, who was also thrown a short distance by the shockwave, immediately adjusted the propulsion of the Mark 9 and plunged headlong into the thick smoke that was spreading with sparks.

Just as the Chitauri who had also been thrown back by the shockwave of the Rattlesnake missiles reacted and tried to give chase...

Eight Quinjet fighters that flew in from the sky each deployed a heavy machine gun and began strafing the Chitauri army several hundred meters away.

"Da da da..."

The barrage of metal bullets from eight high-speed rotating heavy machine guns quickly burst into sparks amidst the Chitauri army.

Almost every second, several Chitauri aircraft were hit by heavy machine gun fire.

"Well done!"

Tony, who had just emerged from the thick smoke of the explosion, turned around and saw this scene, and couldn't help but whistle.

But before Tony could finish whistling, the light above his head suddenly dimmed, and then dozens or even hundreds of energy rays shot down from the sky.

In an instant, a Quinjet that was strafing the Chitauri army was blown apart by dozens of energy attacks coming down at once.

"Shit!"

Tony's smile froze on his face as he cursed, and then the Mark Armor moved swiftly, dodging the scattered energy shots from the sky.

Tony Stark couldn't help but look up at the enormous figure in the sky that blocked out the sunlight.

Upon seeing this, Tony Stark's expression immediately changed drastically.

"Damn it, what the hell is this thing?"

Above them, beneath the ever-growing portal, lay the sky.

A colossal steel beast soaring through the air let out a deafening roar.

On either side of this steel behemoth stood rows of fully armed Chitauri soldiers, raising their energy guns and pulling the triggers at him and the constantly dodging Quinjet fighters.

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On a certain space carrier heading towards New York.

Because of his meritorious service in reporting Nick Fury, and through the network of connections left by Alexander Pierce (under the threat of certain unspeakable evidence), Duke Granger, who temporarily obtained the command authority of the space carrier, saw this scene through real-time satellite monitoring and immediately issued orders to the remaining Quinjet fighters.

"Be careful to dodge, everyone spread out and fire freely."

"yes!"

Upon receiving the order, the remaining seven Quinjet fighters immediately scattered.

After issuing orders to the seven Quinjet fighters heading to the battlefield, Duke Granger, his face grim and a far cry from his usual easygoing demeanor, immediately gave commands to the agents in the Helicopter Command Center:

"Locate those mechanical behemoths that were teleported through the spatial gate as quickly as possible, at all costs, and then kill them before they cause unimaginable destruction."

"Yes, Commander."

Under Duke Granger's orders, the technicians on the space carrier sprang into action.

soon.

The cannons hidden inside the space carrier were then activated.

As one of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s trump cards, the Space Carrier, besides its advanced Quinjet fighters, is itself an extremely dangerous weapon of war.

After giving his instructions, Duke Granger walked over to Hill and said, "Director Hill, keep an eye on those PhDs the technical department brought in. Tell them to find a way to close the portal in the Manhattan Sky as quickly as possible. If they have any requests, satisfy them at all costs... Closing that portal is the key to ending this war."

"clear!"

After nodding, Hill immediately walked toward several laboratories on the main space carrier.

With the assistance of tools such as satellite radar.

The massive cannons on the space carrier quickly locked onto the Leviathan behemoth that had just been transported through the space gate.

"Aim assist system activated, target locked;"

"Target locked, missile fully loaded."

"Calculations show that the missile will hit the target two minutes after launch, and the aftershocks of the missile explosion may affect a large area of ​​civilians. Should we continue the attack?"

Seeing the pairs of eyes around him fixed on him, Duke Granger took a deep breath and said decisively, "Attack. If we let that steel behemoth run rampant in the city, the disaster will only get worse. But before that, let our men and Tony Stark lure that big guy to a deserted place."

"Understood, I'll contact Tony Stark right away."

Upon hearing this, Coulson immediately contacted Tony Stark again through the S.H.I.E.L.D. hacked communication system.

Meanwhile, the messenger responsible for liaising with the Quinjet fighters picked up the walkie-talkie without hesitation and relayed Duke Granger's words to the Quinjet pilots on the internal channel.

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at the same time.

After hearing Coulson's words, Tony Stark looked at the huge creature emerging from the portal and couldn't help but twitch his lips.

If you lure this guy to a deserted place, what will he use to lure him?

His palm cannon could take down those Chitauri soldiers one by one.

But if he were to deal with such a thick-skinned behemoth, Tony Stark doubted whether his Palm Cannon could even break through the armor of that giant beast covered in steel.

Thinking about this...

A powerful thrust suddenly burst forth from the Mark 9's thrusters.

After dodging a large number of energy rays, the Mark 9 flew to the lower abdomen of the Leviathan behemoth, and a laser emitter immediately rose from its right arm, firing a high-energy cutting ray at the thinnest part of the Leviathan's armor, its abdomen.

"Sizzle sizzle..."

A few seconds later, Jarvis, after calculating the energy consumption, suddenly spoke up: "Sir, according to the calculation, even if you exhaust the energy of the Mark 9, you probably still won't be able to completely penetrate the steel armor and tough hide of this behemoth."

"I see."

After saying this, Tony retracted the laser emitter on his right arm and then ordered Jarvis, "Jarvis, launch Mark 10-13 to New York immediately. I need to reload my ammunition."

"Yes, sir!"

Soon, in Tony Stark's luxurious seaside villa, four long, mechanically constructed boxes shot out from the launch pad beneath the villa, much to Pepper's astonishment.

Then it cut through the sky and flew at high speed towards New York.

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"Da da da..."

Amidst the roaring metal storm of the Quinjet, a Chitauri piloting a flying machine was directly blasted apart by the raging metal storm.

After losing its pilot, the aircraft quickly wobbled and crashed into a nearby high-rise building, just like a headless fly.

After that Quinjet shot down another Chitauri pilot using the same method.

Seven or eight Chitauri aircraft suddenly appeared from different directions, flanking and attacking the Quinjet that was surrounded.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!"

Amidst a barrage of high-energy shots, although the pilot skillfully maneuvered the Quinjet to evade, the energy beams ultimately struck its flank.

"Damn it!"

Inside the swaying cockpit of the Quinjet, the pilot was about to press the ejection button to eject the cockpit, but the next second, his right hand, which was about to press the ejection button, suddenly froze in place.

Because, having lost its balance, the Quinjet was now staggering toward a group of people who were retreating.

There, the driver with good eyesight also saw seven or eight children with tears on their faces and expressions of terror.

"Fuck you!"

After uttering a curse, the somewhat agitated pilot closed the catapult hatch and desperately tried to control the nearly out-of-control Quinjet.

In the final moments before the plane was about to crash, he steered it and resolutely crashed it into the pier of the overpass on the other side of the crowd.

In the final moments of his life, the fighter pilot's eyes were unusually complex, showing fear as well as a sense of relief, but... there was no regret.

boom!

With an explosion, the Chitauri who had successfully destroyed one Quinjet turned around and rushed toward several other Quinjets that were frantically fleeing under the attack of the Chitauri army.

Within the space carrier.

Having clearly witnessed the final decision made by the fighter pilot, Duke asked in a deep voice, "What's his name?"

"Rayman, Raymond Siddes, sir."

"Raymond Siddes, I'll remember that name. He was a hero."

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at the same time.

More Chitauri troops, emerging from the portals, immediately launched attacks on the New York City residents scattered throughout the streets and alleys, as well as the densely populated high-rise buildings.

In an instant.

In New York, where the hustle and bustle had faded, smoke and fire rose everywhere.

The whole of New York was shrouded in fear; cries, screams, and explosions echoed throughout the city.

Every minute, countless people fell victim to the Chitauri attacks.

of course.

Every moment, Chitauri fell victim to various counterattacks, but compared to the deaths of Earthlings, the proportion of Chitauri soldiers who died seemed insignificant.

News of this horrific catastrophe in New York spread like wildfire across the internet and various social media platforms at an unimaginable speed.

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Looking at the blooming blood flowers on the display screen, and the countless innocent civilians who died in the war.

Captain America clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with barely suppressed rage.

These beasts.

next second.

Captain America, dressed in his uniform, resolutely turned and left the command center of the space carrier.

Natasha, who noticed this, quickly followed.

After walking into the corridor, Natasha called out to Captain America.

"Hey, Captain, are you heading to the battlefield in Manhattan?"

"Of course, I always have to do something at times like this. Do you want to come with me, Natasha?"

Natasha smiled and said, "Of course, but before that, we need to find someone who can fly a plane."

Tatata!

Just then, a series of footsteps suddenly sounded around them.

Following the sound of footsteps, Captain America and Natasha quickly saw Coulson, whose mechanical arm had been repaired, leading a group of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents toward the helipad on the deck of the space carrier.

Upon seeing Coulson, Natasha asked, "Coulson, what's going on here?"

He gestured for his men to leave first.

Coulson then explained to the two men, "New York is severely understaffed right now. Commander Duke asked me to take some men over there first to evacuate as many civilians as possible from the streets."

Captain America and Natasha exchanged a glance, then said in unison, "Mind if we hitch a ride?"

Coulson paused for a moment, then quickly broke into a smile.

"Of course not, it's my honor to fight alongside you."

"Then what are we waiting for?"

After saying that, Captain America immediately walked towards the deck of the Helicarrier.

I watched the figure with its back to me, bathed in golden sunlight, walking towards the exit of the space carrier passage.

The hero who had always lived in Coulson's heart seemed to have stepped out of the comics and truly descended before Coulson.

"team leader······"

After silently repeating it to himself, Coulson quickly caught up with Captain America and Natasha, running rapidly toward the deck of the space carrier.

(End of this chapter)