At the end of World War II, in April 1944, the United States dropped two experimental nuclear bombs on the Tokyo area of Nisso!

This is enough to affect the pattern of world wars, and the destructive weapons that deter all countries are unveiled on the earth for the first time, indiscriminate carpet explosions and inhumane radiation, far more than previous natural disasters and virus plagues!

The whole world was shaken!

Under the blow of the nuclear bomb, Nissan, who was forced by Kyle to bow his head, really did not delay any longer, and announced his unconditional surrender to the world within one day of the nuclear bombing!

Nissan's withdrawal from the Asian battlefield also represents the end of World War II in the history of mankind on Marvel Earth.

People all over the world cheered at this, and the long-awaited period of peace had finally arrived.

The streets and alleys of every city in the United States are lit up with lights and fireworks, which are far more than ten times more grand than the previous Christmas, and most people have been partying for three days and three nights.

And during this time, of course, they have not forgotten the greatest hero of world peace - the war hero Kyle!

After the end of World War II, thousands of people waited patiently for three days, but the New York military still did not give any signs of Kyle's return.

Countless media outlets who wanted to interview were kept out of the White House and military bases, and it was strictly forbidden to ask about the topic. This made the people excited and happy, and finally noticed that something was wrong.

"Why hasn't General Kyle come back yet?"

"Even if the transport fighter plane is delayed, it's time to go back to the Americas."

"God, why didn't our superhero return to ......"

"What about Admiral Chester, won't the military give an explanation?"

In the United States, from the elderly to the young, people are looking forward to it every day. The topic of peace at the end of World War II was suppressed in just a few days by the topic of "the hero Kyle did not return", and other countries were also waiting and talking.

The high-level congressmen of the United States imperialism felt that they could not hide it from the people, and were about to discuss a cover-up that could be handled, but unexpectedly, at this moment, a message began to circulate from nowhere.

"When the U.S. military dropped two nuclear bombs on Nissan Tokyo, Major General Kyle was still fighting there, and no one sent transport fighters to contact the pick-up in advance!"

As soon as this news spread in New York, the top level of the US imperialists wanted to press down unconsciously, but they still underestimated the high attention of the New York people to Kyle-related topics.

In less than half a day, this message exploded like a super-large nuclear bomb on the United States, and countless people were skeptical at the same time, causing an uproar.

"My God, if that's the case, then Major General Kyle wouldn't be ......"

"War heroes can't be killed, how can they die at the hands of their own people!"

"Your own people? I'm afraid that the top of the state doesn't see him as their own, right? ”

"There was no remark from the White House, so it shouldn't be acquiescing."

"This matter must be explained and explained to our people!"

In the early morning of the second day after the news spread, countless people poured into New York City with emotion, and the local New York people organized their own teams, holding large and small signs, and marched out on the streets, paralyzing the traffic in the entire city area, and the sea of people surrounded the White House and the surrounding congressmen's office buildings.

The top brass of the US imperialists panicked and immediately mobilized the entire police force and military in New York in order to maintain order and quell the sensational riots, but found that many soldiers and police personnel had temporarily taken leave, and some simply applied for resignation, put on bright coats and held questioning signs to join the parade members.

At this time, the top level of US imperialism suddenly understood how much influence Kyle alone had.

As a war hero who pacified World War II, at the beginning of world peace, his prestige undoubtedly reached a terrifying peak that even God and gods had to avoid his edge.

On the top floor of Stark Industries, Howard, a gentleman in a suit, leaned his back against the balcony fence, looked at the dense crowd of people in the street below, and silently lit a cigarette.

"Single-handedly, comparable to the gods - you really did it, but why like Steve, you never go back?"

"I still think that when I have a child one day, I must let you be the godfather of the child."

"Even the original promise, after the war, to have a good drink, to create artificial intelligence, to develop new energy elements, to build a business empire of weapons and technology, all of these have to be broken?"

Howard muttered to himself, let out a heavy sigh, and was alone with his head down and smoking a stuffy cigarette, the smoke of which drifted away in the wind.

Just then, the phone in his suit pocket rang.

"It's not annoying." Howard snuffed out his cigarette irritably, and suddenly remembered something, and the whole person was stunned for half a second under the bell.

Wait a minute. Now I can call him, who else but that person?

Howard snorted, hurriedly took out the old mobile phone in his pocket, and after taking a deep breath to calm down, his fingers answered the phone with a slight trembling finger.

"Howard?" On the other side of the phone, Kyle's usual cold voice was heard.

"Kyle, it's really you!" Howard laughed, his eyes slightly moistened, and kissed the old phone hard.

"Wow, don't be so disgusting, send it to those bunny girls of yours in heat." Kyle shuddered and said that the old gentleman was getting more and more immodest after not seeing him for two weeks.

"Am I not excited? Buddy! Howard said angrily and sadly, "It's been more than a week since the end of the war, and you haven't come back yet, I thought you really got hit with that nuclear bomb!" ”

Kyle: "I'm sorry, I'm still in the middle of it." ”

Howard: "......"

He hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Kyle, are you a human or a ghost now?" ”

"Nonsense, you are a scientific talent, what do you believe in the ghosts and gods. I'm out of Central New York now, and I'm a bit of a crowd of people, and I can't get in because of the paralysis of traffic, so you send that plane to pick me up. Kyle said angrily.

The last time he and Howard had a little discussion about the concept and structure of the helicopter, before leaving for Nissan, he knew that Howard had already started to modify the architecture of the small transport fighter, creating the first small and convenient semi-helicopter as a special pilot.

I have to say that having a top-notch thinking and a scientific and technological talent friend with full hands-on skills is perfectly reflected at this time.

"The traffic in New York City is paralyzed, and it's not because the people did it for you." Howard complained into his phone, knowing that Kyle had returned safely, and his previous dullness and sadness were gone.

Howard said with a smile: "I heard that the new president, lawmakers, and military executives were forced by unprecedented demonstrations to gather in the front square of the White House to hold a press conference to give an explanation." ”

"That information is ......" As soon as Kyle spoke, Howard knew what he wanted to ask, and said with a smile: "That's right, it was me and Nick Fury, who deliberately spread the intelligence message, wanting to use the power of the people to put pressure on the top level of the US imperialists and get justice for you!" ”

Kyle's heart warmed, he paused slightly, and then said coldly into his phone: "You come by helicopter and send me directly to the White House Square, it's time to clean up some little mice playing tricks behind your back." ”

Now that he's back, why should he be justice? In this world, whoever has the big fist is the last word!