Lieutenant General Ross, who participated in many large and small wars when he was young, can be said that the medals in the cabinet are forged from the bones of real and practical enemies, and each medal has a stain of blood, which is the glory of every soldier, and it is also he who single-handedly turned Bruce Banner into a Hulk using gamma rays.

His past exploits also made him Secretary of State, the head and superior of the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D.

But such a successful general is now looking at the Sokovia Agreement with a sad face, which will be signed by the Avengers in three days, and then announced to the world at the United Nations General Assembly, putting an end to the tragic events that have been caused so far.

Yes, this three-finger-thick agreement is an account for the countless humans who have been injured or killed by mistake.

But the problem is that he doesn't know if the group of freaks of the Avengers will agree to sign this agreement, and from the situation of the Hulk, it can be seen that when a group of humans with extraordinary abilities are not controlled, the damage to the world will outweigh the benefits.

So they should be shackled and shackled in cages, but when other monsters attack, they should be released to bite each other.

If they are not willing to sign the agreement, then there is no need for the Avengers to exist, they will become an illegal organization, hated by the whole world.

Good and evil often only need a thin legal document to define.

Rose made up his mind and stood up and stretched, and at the same time glanced at the phone on the table, Tooms had not replied yet, and in the past he would reply within ten minutes, and it was the first time he had seen a day and a night like this.

This damn thing! If he was in the barracks, he would definitely pick up the butt of a gun and smash the bridge of his nose!

Aren't you afraid that Tumus will betray, because his business can get to the point where it is now, and it is all up to him to take refuge behind his back, otherwise he will be a guy who collects scrap in the city like an alien weapon?

Oh, I'm afraid that I don't have to go to bed the next day, when I lie in bed and sleep, I will be thrown into prison by the FBI with someone in the bed, and I can experience what is called the iron fist of freedom and democracy!

And his wife and daughter are under surveillance, and he doesn't dare to mess around with ten dares, hoping that he can give himself a reasonable explanation when he wakes up tomorrow.

The world is really getting more and more chaotic, all kinds of freaks are emerging in an endless stream, when did it start? When Stark announced himself as Iron Man?

Rose was about to leave his study to go to bed when he heard a screeching sound coming from the hallway, sounding like someone was scraping the floor with a piece of iron, and it seemed to have some strange rhythm, similar to some kind of code for transmitting information.

"Who's out there?"

Rose poked his head out and looked out a few times, although the house was only lived by him, but there were many soldiers outside, so he was not alarmed.

The only thing that responded to him outside was the sound of scraping harder and harder, sand! Sand! Sand!

Ross narrowed his eyes slightly, took out an S686 shotgun from the cabinet, and loaded it directly, he wanted to see if this pretending guy could be persuaded by physics.

When he walked out of the study, he realized that the person making the sound was not in the hallway, but outside, so he put his ear to the door, and the sound of scratching came to his ears very clearly.

The guy seemed to be just a door away from him.

The door was slammed open violently, and the shotgun was raised, but there was only a two-hundred-square-meter pool garden and a bright starry sky in front of him, and there were no moving creatures in sight, and the sound stopped.

"General!" A small group of soldiers patrolling not far away immediately trotted over and saluted, "Why are you still holding a gun so late?" Is there anything you need to serve? ”

"You've just been patrolling here? Do you see anyone in front of my door? ”

The eight patrol soldiers looked at each other, all with some confusion in their eyes, and finally the captain in the lead said, "Sorry, General, we have been here all this time, and we have not seen anyone appear at your door." ”

Rose put down his shotgun and looked inside the house a few times, frowned and thought for a long time before he said, "You go in and search, don't let go of any corner, as long as you can move things and kill them directly, don't let go of ants." ”

"Yes!" Although the soldier is puzzled, as a soldier, he does not need to understand, he just needs to follow orders.

The area is inhabited by important people, and security measures are naturally the strictest, with each soldier equipped with exploration glasses, similar to those worn by falcons, so that even tiny creatures like Ant-Man cannot escape their sight.

After a clanging of bells, all the soldiers returned to the door, and the captain saluted, "General, there are no other creatures in it except two rats and a nest of cockroaches. ”

"Stay outside the door tonight, and listen to my orders at any time." Ross was no arrogant fool and let the guards go when he knew there was something unusual.

It's just that when he entered the house, he caught a glimpse of many white scratches of different lengths in the corner of the door, without any distribution to speak of, horizontal and vertical, one on top of the other.

Strangely, the other soldiers didn't seem to see the scratches at all, presumably some kind of freak with extraordinary abilities.

Rose looked left and right, then strode into the house with a sneer under the soldier's gaze, as a soldier, you can be cautious but not afraid, dare to appear and shoot him with one shot!

Instead of putting the shotgun back in place, it was loaded and placed under the pillow, and then it lay down on the bed and began to fall asleep.

Years of military career have allowed him to develop an ability to sleep peacefully even if there is artillery fire outside, even if there is a sea of corpses and blood.

I didn't know how long it had been, until I heard a sharp scraping sound in my ears again.

Rose woke up from his sleep in an instant, his hand had reached under the pillow, and his eyes quietly opened a slit to see that the door of the room that had been closed had been quietly opened, and on the door was a reflection of four tentacle cones that were swiping with limbs similar to crab claws.

This time he heard something more from the scraping sound, and although it didn't mean anything specific, it contained a wealth of emotions that seemed to be trying to communicate with him.

Anticipation and curiosity?

What is it expecting? What are you curious about?

Rose was puzzled, but the monster seemed to realize that he had woken up, and the sound of scratching suddenly became rapid and forceful, and there was a kind of impatience in his mood, which made his heart faintly appear impatient, and he bounced up directly from the bed, pointed his shotgun at the door, and shouted loudly: "Soldier! ”

Eager footsteps came, and the figure of a soldier appeared at the bedroom door and asked, "General?" ”