The manipulator of the armor is not Eric, a strange wave is borrowing his power to operate on its own.

"Pocky", a woman called out to the man gently, gently hugged him and gave him a kiss. "Come back early after the test flight."

He smiled, rubbed his chin against the woman's cheek, and said goodbye to the golden cherub at the table, who was holding a little fork and jogging with the omelette on the plate.

"Don't forget that today is Angel's birthday, and we'll wait for you to come back." The woman chased after him and leaned against the door, giving him a flying kiss, and then she and the house behind her began to twist and become more and more blurry.

Pocky ...... Pocky ......", the reverberating voice echoed all the time, and the fragments of light and shadow kept peeling away.

Eric watched this scene silently, he was no stranger to it, it was the fragments of the soul that carried the memories of a lifetime, without his arrival, these fragments would gradually fade into nothingness, but when his power was infused, the remaining magnetic field was stirred up for the last time, and the memories of the undead named Pocky Curtis passed by like a streamer.

At first, he was afraid, but as soon as he rose into the air, he saw the oncoming missiles, but because he was in the armor and could not avoid the panic, the pain and struggle when he was hit were like countless blades torn from his body, stabbing him in extreme pain.

Then there was the anger, although he was hit and dying, but he did not immediately lose consciousness, and now that he was a victim of the competition between the two groups, a strong unwillingness and resentment spread wildly in his soul, and he wanted to get back on his feet and take revenge on those who used him to hurt him by the most cruel means, but in the end he still failed, his blood gradually cooled, and his broken body lost its temperature.

The last thing that came to mind was the voices and smiles of his wife and daughter, who were like angels in the clouds, with a hazy halo of silver bell-like laughter, which had been echoing in the broken souls.

Pocky ...... Pocky ......", the residual consciousness is like a moth to a fire, immersed in this gentle and ethereal call for a long time.

Eric did not disturb this lonely undead, he completely opened his power to it, protecting it from dissipating soon, those sad feelings continued to disintegrate with the fragments of the soul, flowing in his heart without reservation, immersed in the memory of his family with it, every fragment, every detail was regarded as the most precious treasure in life, and he tried his best to care for it.

Slowly, they came alive in his mind, and Poggy Curtis's past and Eric's became one, both love and hate, and then the fragments suddenly collapsed, and Curtis's life's memories rushed through Eric's mind like a flood that broke the embankment.

Eric was silent, feeling the intense and deep feelings, and finally sighed, quietly retreated into the depths of his heart, and handed over the control of his power to the unwilling soul.

Now, the remnants of Pocky Curtis's consciousness will make a last-ditch effort to his life's wishes.

"Woo ----", the loudspeaker made a loud sound, the broken armor roared, and the power source in the body was driven by the magnetic field to run again, generating a huge amount of energy to carry its heavy body more than two meters above the ground, flying over the top of people's heads into the distance.

In that direction is my home, and Baby Angel is still waiting for Daddy to come home.

The armor roared in midair, fearlessly facing the bright light shining on the front of me, where the army chariot base was waiting for it.

No one can stop me, no one can.

"Boom, boom, boom", three loud bangs in a row, less than a second, the offensive of the aT-4 anti-tank rocket launcher crossed the space of 800 feet, exploded in front of the armor, the 84 mm bullet diameter could not penetrate the armor under the protection of the magnetic field, the metal fragments produced by the warhead shot in all directions, and the huge air wave kicked up dense smoke and dust, enveloping the nine-foot-tall steel body, and the officers saw the tall figure come out of the smoke before they could observe the results.

"Captain Curtis, this test is important to us." A scene of memories flashed by, and the man in the uniform of the brigadier general of the 6th Army looked at him condescendingly. "We don't need Osborne, we just need to explore spaceflight, and even if its products are insufficient, I want you to fly it into the sky."

The armor roared and charged ahead, where the man who might have been his robes was now the enemy standing in his way.

There were two more explosions, the anti-tank rocket still failed to produce results, and the armor had already approached the military vehicle, and before the other rocketeer could reload, it jumped on top of a Humvee H2, and stepped down heavily, completely destroying this military vehicle with both strength and domineering, and blood and flesh splashed out of the body like mud, spraying all over the ground.

The third rocketeer was stimulated by the crimson blood, and he howled to his feet, shooting at the armor that was only ten yards away, and this time he finally had a little success, and although it was protected by the magnetic field, the armor was also shaken to the ground.

However, the rocketeer's achievements were far less than the danger he caused, and the warhead fragments covered the space like a torrent of rain, and the soldier who had been lucky enough not to be hit by the armor was torn to shreds by his reckless colleagues, and he himself was hit by the afterflame of the bazooka on the military vehicle behind him, and he was burned back into a burning man.

The reckless attack enraged it, and with a cacophony of metal scraping, the crushed Humvee H2 was dragged over, and with a single swing of force, the heavy wreckage of the car rolled out, knocking out the soldiers who were hiding behind and shooting with rifles.

Where the wreckage rolled through, a bloody path was created.

Then there was a series of explosions, large-caliber bullets, armor-piercing bullets, and pistol bullets poured down on the armor, causing it to be bruised all over its body, adding more new scars to the already damaged body, and the original remaining operator's cabin was completely shattered, and the fragments were scattered all over the ground, some of them were still hanging in the air with fibers dangling, and the armor was crumbling, and it took a lot of effort to regain balance.

Its helmet looked up at the sky, and the light of the fire in the darkness reminded it of the day of the accident, and the missile that fell from the sky was like an attack from the soldiers at this time, dragging a canopy of flames straight towards it. In a trance, a series of malicious laughter sounded in its head, and the laughter went from low to high, becoming more and more crazy, until it was out of breath, and it dragged out a long tail like a great mockery of its own life: until you die, you are a pawn at the mercy of others.

"Woo ----", the speaker sounded again with grief and indignation, it desperately borrowed the power of the one who lived in the soul, the powerful magnetic field unconsciously filled its body, the broken armor pieces were reglued, and the huge weight was gradually reduced under the action of magnetic force, allowing it to make more rapid evasive actions.

It leaped forward, dodging a wave of attacks, snatching a sniper rifle and smashing a piece of car glass with the blade of it like a short spear, revealing a smashed bloody soldier's head from the other window.

From this moment on, the soldiers completely fell into the disadvantage, in the face of this invulnerable giant, they were helpless, heavy weapons did not dare to use at close range, light weapons were completely ineffective, they came in a hurry, there were no more means, they could only break and flee in the pursuit all the way. The reporters had the courage to drive behind them to shoot, but to their surprise the iron giant had done nothing wrong with them, and under their desperate reminders, the soldiers also noticed this, and they tried to avoid the route of the armor, even if they passed by it, no soldiers were attacked. It's just that at this time, they have been frightened and no longer dare to use this method to attack each other.

Kind people stop to help moan. More people followed it in confusion, not knowing where it was going, until it entered an air force station community, and in the face of nervous community guards, it slowed down and gradually stopped.

"Daddy", Angel beckoned to him sweetly, raising a small fork and waving at him, this was his last memory of his daughter. At that time, he could still smile mildly and apologetically, but now it can't do it anymore, it is only covered with blood and a cold body, just a hollow machine that can stand up with the help of external forces.

The armor was suddenly stunned, it was just a wisp of residual consciousness, thinking was an extremely difficult thing for it, there was no more strength to support it to judge whether it should break into the home, and the one in the soul was just silently watching, what to do, at this moment it was extremely confused.

With its back to the countless people who had followed it all the way, in those curious and hateful eyes, the armor stood alone outside the community, even if there were trembling guards five or six yards ahead, it didn't know whether to jump over, face its family with this look, or be content with the present, think about the sweet life of the past and let go completely.

The wires in the body kept flashing electric sparks, and sometimes fragments fell from the body, and half of its body emitted a faint green smoke, looking like a machine that was about to be scrapped, although the appearance was down, the soul was rare calm at this moment, as if it was going to last forever, until a beam of flying spider silk broke its memories.

"Come on, big man." A masked man in a red and blue bodysuit descended from the sky, pulling a spider silk hanging from a helicopter hovering in the air, and the excitement of the night in West New York alarmed many people, including the masked man, who was also full of curiosity about the armor.

But the first thing to do now is to subdue it, hand it over to the police, and then the scientists will dismantle it to see how the broken armor that no one manipulates moves.

"There's a good show to watch now." The masked man fell to the ground and muttered to himself, waving vigorously at the distracting camera, and the crowd immediately cheered:

"Spider-Man, Spider-Man!" Men, women, and children, all desperately shouting the masked man's nickname at the moment, as if he could bring safety to people.

This cheer inspired Spider-Man, who is now scrappy.

"You don't know this piece is in my hands, do you?" He said at the armor, getting no response, but he didn't care. "Then let's taste my awesomeness."

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