Chapter 591 Transformation!
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The battle in the sky became more and more brutal, with smoke and light beams everywhere, explosions and roars dancing together, and in the fire and dust, the figures of the fighters were almost invisible, only the sound of explosions one after another.
On the ground, Steve was holding a shield and was extremely anxious, but he was powerless.
As a private, he was totally unqualified to participate in such a brutal air battle.
The aerospace aircraft carrier was unable to take off due to the previous battle, and even if it could take off, it would just be a larger living target.
As for the fighter jets on the aerospace carrier?
Those few F-11s would probably be shot down before they even take off. Besides... asking these superheroes to fly fighter jets is simply asking too much.
Watching the F-47 continuously releasing jamming bombs and rushing out at high speed, successfully avoiding the laser emitted by Vision, facing three fighter jets, the tense battle was still fierce.
But Stark fell from mid-air, crashing through Wakanda's defense barrier and falling unconscious.
"Tony..."
Steve was horrified. The place where Stark fell was too far away from him. He wanted to go and rescue him, but he was powerless.
Fortunately, Dr. Banner was quick-witted and transformed into the green Hulk in an instant.
Hulk opened his mouth and let out an earth-shaking roar. He soared into the sky, crashed into a Wakanda spire that stood on the top of the clouds, caught Stark's body, turned around, used the spire to gain leverage again, and landed back to the crowd.
With a "ba" sound, he threw Stark to the ground in disgust.
Seeing this, Techa raised his eyebrows slightly.
"Are you okay? Tony are you okay?"
Looking at Stark who fell to the ground, Steve stepped forward to help him open his visor and pinched Stark's philtrum with his fingers.
After coughing twice, Stark pushed Steve away and stood up shaking his head. He had just been hit by a missile and the violent explosion had stunned him. His brain was still buzzing until now.
This was different from the battles he had experienced before. This was not a game between superheroes. The missiles that hit him were designed to cause extreme destruction and lethality.
Being able to save his life, one has to say that the defense and shock absorption technology of Stark's Iron Armor is outrageous.
Stark, who was no longer able to fight, shook his head and said:
"I'm fine, help me up, I can still... continue fighting..."
"No, Tony~"
Supporting Stark, Steve checked his injuries with concern.
"You are seriously injured now. You can no longer fight. You need treatment now..."
T'Challa also stepped forward, glanced at the dissipated defensive barrier, and said as if he had made some kind of decision:
"Relax, Tony.
Next... just leave it to us!"
"Leave it to you?"
After letting out a deep breath, Stark swept his eyes across all the super soldiers present. With a tone of contempt, he covered his chest and shook off Steve's support.
How can you, a bunch of free-range chickens that can't even fly, withstand the attack of an F-47?
As if he saw Stark's doubts, T'Challa did not argue, but walked to the front with a serious expression, raised his eyebrows and looked at Vision in the sky, with one hand behind his back.
"Don't worry, we have a way."
As T'Challa made a gesture, his female captain of the guards nodded, and the next moment the flat ground of Wakanda in the distance popped up, and a series of aircraft poured out from it.
This is Wakanda’s most advanced technology and also their strongest trump card.
Black Panther Fighter!
only……
Although the battle in the sky became tense again with the appearance of the Black Panther fighter, the F-47 was too powerful to be a product of this era. It was like a flying fantasy PPT. Even the Black Panther fighter was no match for it. No one could match it.
One fighter plane after another was killed by the F-47.
Amidst billowing smoke, the aircraft crashed into the city of Wakanda. Hearing the explosions in the distance, Stark forced himself to fly up and fight again.
T'Challa whispered soothingly:
"Don't worry... I have help!"
Then, T'Challa saw Princess Shuri driving his father's yellow supercar quickly towards him. His eyes lit up and he was full of confidence again.
"Our helpers... they are coming!"
"coming?"
Glancing at the unique yellow supercar, to be honest, although this supercar was cool, Stark couldn't see what was different about it.
Wanting to use a sports car running on the ground to compete with the F47 soaring in the sky is no longer just wishful thinking, it is simply a daydream.
Stark almost laughed out of anger at this.
"Your Majesty, King of Wakanda, Mr. T'Challa, excuse me for asking, but is your brain filled with vibranium? Or are the gears inside rusted?
Even if this car has been modified and has flying capabilities, it can fly into the sky.
But how is it possible to use it to deal with the F-47?
Can you use smart driving to make him act as a suicide truck to catch up with the fighter and blow up the F-47?"
The yellow sports car beeped as it drove alongside the crowd, and Shuri got out and came to T'Challa's side.
Facing his doubts, T'Challa did not show any worry on his face. Instead, he smiled confidently, watching the cars coming one after another, and said with a smile:
"Then let's wait and see!"
After Shu Rui got off the car, the yellow supercar that looked like a Chevrolet started again, and the convoy that had come to pick up Stark and others came out in full force.
The convoy contained not only a few supercars at the head, but also jeeps, ambulances, police cars, and racing cars following closely behind, rushing straight ahead.
The F-47 in the sky also noticed this scene, but instead of laughing at the ignorance and incompetence of these car drivers, he abandoned the vision of fighting with them, turned sharply, shuttled down, and dived at a low altitude in the F-47.
Stark: ???
Just as Stark and others were somewhat confused and saw three low-flying fighter jets about to have a "car accident".
The leading yellow supercar drove over the slope and its body soared into the sky. Suddenly, dynamic music sounded in the car with a deadly rock rhythm that made people sway their bodies involuntarily.
The next moment, a spirited mechanical voice sounded in the car.
"Autobot Transform-!"
"Ward?!"
Stark:! ! !
Crack, crack, crack! Crack! Clang!
This was the deadly rhythmic sound of gears meshing together. Under Stark's incredulous eyes, the yellow supercar rose from the ground and quickly deformed in mid-air.
No! Not just this supercar!
Behind him, the jeep, ambulance, police car, and racing car were transformed one after another.
Immediately, the yellow supercar took the lead. He pulled out a sci-fi gun from his waist and pulled the trigger repeatedly at the speeding F-47.
Next, something happened that made Stark even more dumbfounded.
The F-47 flying at a low altitude also twisted its body, and with the sound of "clicking, coughing" gears, it transformed into a ten-meter-tall metal robot.
He turned his body to deflect the flying bullets, raised his hand to draw the weapon from his waist, jumped in front of the yellow supercar, and fought with it.
Standing there, Stark couldn't come back to his senses for a long time and was petrified.
Oh my god! The sports car and the fighter jet turned into robots and started fighting!
Is this right?
Is this reasonable? ?
The two robots in the battle ignored Stark's thoughts and just kept fighting, launching missiles and plasma cannons from time to time, and fighting hand-to-hand for several rounds.
The F-46 fighter robot smiled grimly at the supercar robot, and aimed the arm cannon at the supercar robot. His mechanical voice sounded sarcastic and harsh.
"Bumblebee, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I didn't expect you to be as stubborn as before."
"Starscream!" Bumblebee's eyes turned, and he glanced at his companions fighting not far away, and replied sternly:
"Give up! Your wish will never come true!"
"Watfa! You guys can still talk?"
Stark froze in place, completely embarrassed.
Once upon a time, he felt that he was awesome because he had developed several artificial intelligences and even created digital life forms in his hands, which was far beyond his current capabilities.
But now, looking at the various robots fighting, Stark felt like a rookie who knew nothing about digital life. He couldn't understand what was happening and where these robots came from...
The F-35 and F-32 in the air also changed their forms, descended from the sky and fought with the Autobots.
Although there are only three fighter robots, each of them is about 10 meters tall. Compared with the 5-meter-tall Autobots, they are like adults surrounded by a group of children.
Missiles flew everywhere, destroying Wakanda's houses and everything around them.
Not limited to hand-to-hand combat, all kinds of weapons that Stark had never seen collided in mid-air, sparks and smoke splashed, and the Autobot Bumblebee was beaten back by the fighter Starscream.
Relying on ion cannons and energy blades, as well as his best close combat, although he was able to entangle Red Spider, he was still no match for him.
There was a clicking sound from the weapon in Starscream's hand, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a neon ray rifle. He pulled the trigger, and the red laser hit Bumblebee's chest, who was caught off guard, and directly blew Bumblebee away.
I was shocked.
Just as Stark was about to go forward to help, a heavy truck slowly drove out of the city of Wakanda.
This is an old Peterbilt 389 long-nose truck. The entire vehicle is orange-red with blue flame patterns sprayed on it, and a long silver carriage is hung at the back.
Just by looking at him, you can feel his majesty and dominance, and a strong sense of oppression comes over you.
At the moment of seeing the truck, Red Spider's ten-meter-tall mechanical body couldn't help but tremble all over, as if he had seen a natural enemy.
He immediately abandoned the defeated Bumblebee, rolled on the spot to avoid the rays that were shooting towards him, and turned around to escape.
"It's not that easy to escape!"
The iron sheet of the ambulance had already blocked his back. After waiting for a long time, he fought hard with Red Spider.
Although he was no match for Starscream and was knocked flying, the piece of iron still managed to stop Starscream from leaving.
"Oh no!" Starscream was horrified and found himself surrounded again. The police car, smoke, racing car and Jazz blocked his way, and the ambulance, iron sheet, jeep and inspector blocked his retreat.
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Decepticons transformed from the fighter jets F-35 and F-32 turned around without hesitation, transformed into the form of fighter jets again, abandoned Starscream, soared into the sky, and began to escape at an extremely fast speed.
Starscream was the only one left there, and he was stuck in a stalemate facing the Autobots around him.
Holding the weapon in hand, the delta-wing behind Starscream trembled. Although he was always vigilantly observing the Autobots, more of his attention was focused on the oncoming truck.
"No way……"
Looking at the heavy trucks passing by him, Stark couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.
Are you kidding me? There is no way such a big guy can become...
Crack, crack, crack! Crack! Clang!
Amid the familiar dynamic music, the sound of gears meshing could be heard again.
The next moment, the entire heavy truck leaped up in Stark's incredible eyes, and the truck and its carriage turned together, changing rapidly in mid-air.
This science fiction that far exceeds human civilization even made Stark unable to help but widen his eyes. Looking at the unfolding metal, the changing gears, the inlaid joints, and the lighting energy weapons, countless inspirations flew up and down in Stark's mind.
With another loud bang, the huge robot landed in front of Red Spider.
Although his body was still shorter than Red Spider's, Red Spider had lost all his momentum at this moment, and there was uncontrollable fear in his eyes.
It was a fighter plane's panic at a heavily loaded truck.
"Optimus Prime!" Red Spider couldn't help but take a step back and said in a timid tone:
"So you've been hiding here too. No wonder Wakanda's technology is developing so fast, because they not only have Vibranium, but also your help!"
Optimus Prime's mechanical voice sounded, causing Stark's eyes to move and he felt a sense of familiarity.
"Starscream, give up...
You can’t succeed with me around.”
Gritting his teeth, Starscream became extremely alert as he observed the Autobots around him with unfriendly looks.
"What about you? Optimus Prime! Can you succeed?
Or have you been on Earth for so long that you have already forgotten that you are Cybertronians!
Don’t forget, we are meant to be together!”
At this moment, Vision in mid-air slowly floated down, and his appearance quickly attracted everyone's attention.
Looking at the gold on Ultron's chest, even Optimus Prime's eyes moved, and he couldn't help but murmured:
"The source of fire..."
