The two of them changed from brisk walking to running, and the distance between them began to shrink dramatically.

At the same time, a red light seemed to burn down the surrounding scene, taking them to the bridge they had walked on decades earlier.

The two fists collided, and a muffled sound sounded.

“Holy sh*t？” Sam watched in disbelief, the two of them just punched each other only before a flash of red light flashed, and then they all disappeared!

Then, before Sam could come to his senses, a dark blue one suddenly appeared next to him, and a strong arm stretched out from it, grabbing Sam to the portal.

"Your name is Sam Wilson, elbow! Come into the house with me! ”

"Eh, what...!" Sam didn't react, and was forcibly pulled in by Moan.

After a moment's stumbling, Sam found himself in a very high-tech place, even if he had been in S.H.I.E.L.D. before.

"That's the one you're talking about... Powerpuff Girls? ”

A man in front of Sam who had his back to him turned his head and looked behind Sam and said, wearing a pair of goggles and a virtual model of Phantom Blue in front of him.

"Yes, don't look at his current decrepit appearance, he is just short of a good equipment." After waiting for the voice, Sam turned around and happened to run into Moan passing by.

"Let me think... The last one made you say this, as if you were miserable? Tony said in thought.

"Don't talk nonsense, he is now the king of Asgard, and he is majestic." Mo An laughed.

Sam shrugged and walked up as well.

"Ah, yes, then his family is really talented." Tony looked at Sam at this time, "Are you Flowey, Bubbles, or Mao Mao (the names of the three protagonists of the Powerpuff Girls)?" ”

"My name is Sam Wilson, so what are you bringing me here for?" Sam said.

"I served in the 58th Division Airborne Rescue Force, and I also participated in the EXO-7 Falcon program." At the same time as he said his name, Jarvis had already put the information in front of Tony, "IMHO, the level of technology in the US military is really terrible, if you want to help Steve, you have to give up that pair of ugly wings." ”

"What about after abandonment?" Sam spread his hands and said, "You know, I can't even run him, how can I help him?" ”

"That's what you're here for," Tony stole to Sam to the wall to the right of the blue model, which slowly opened to reveal a suit of armor large enough to envelop his entire body.

It is entirely plated with black-gray nanomaterials to minimize air resistance during flight, and its simple, streamlined armor covers the entire body, most notably his helmet and mechanical wings that vibrate behind his back.

Instead of the tactical eyepiece in Project Falcon, the helmet has chosen a helmet structure similar to that of Iron Man, but the mask is fully transparent, allowing him to have a wider field of vision.

The wings are made up of feathers like real falcons, and they are extremely flexible, allowing the user to decide the size and speed of the wings at their own discretion, allowing the user to be more agile and shuttle through more dangerous illusions, and if necessary, a single feather can even be used as a weapon, which makes Sam completely say goodbye to the embarrassing situation of flying in the air with only two micro charges, and lack of firepower.

“Holy sh*t...” Looking at the equipment in front of him, which looked like a work of art, Sam was at a loss for words.

And Tony seemed to appreciate his expression very much, although the tone of his voice was still very flat, but he could already hear the smugness, "Entrusted by a guy who is too idle to give me more work, I have pushed off 13 important meetings, 9 appointments... Well, no matter what, that's why it appears to you. ”

"It's just an occasional flash of inspiration in my head, but when you put it on, you know I'm qualified enough to say that your previous set was a sh*t."

"You might as well call it a falcon, or Horus or Valkyrie, but I've got a good name in mind."

"Shadow of Steel."

Sam turned to look at Tony, "Why are you giving me this?" ”

"You have to ask the Lord about this, I'm just a coolie." Tony rolled his eyes and gestured to Moan.

Sam looked at Moan, who was leaning back.

"Do you like it?" Moan said.

"That's not the point." Sam shook his head.

"I guess you were there that day, can I ask you a question before I answer your question?" Mo An laughed.

"I want to hear about it."

"Why did I do that that day, do you think? Appearing in front of tens of millions of people just for the sake of a so-called God's name? Mo An slowly poured a glass of wine and said with a smile.

"Isn't it?" Sam asked, frowning.

"You're right, really." Taking a sip, Mo An motioned to him, "Do you want a drink?" ”

"After you're done answering my question, I might be." Sam said.

"Just like your answer, Sam, that's my answer." Mo An walked out of the window with a wine glass, already on the railing, "In this world, I can do whatever I want, and giving you a suit is just a whim of mine." ”

"Hey, your whim kept me awake all night!" Tony said.

"I think you're having fun, Tony." Mo An smiled, "Admit it, what man doesn't like big toys, especially those made by himself?" ”

"Of course, a whim is still a bit too exaggerated, presumably you have also been somewhat exposed to my ability to predict the future, and then you have a tough battle to fight, just by your performance a few days ago, you will die if you go up to the main battlefield, and you can only clear the miscellaneous soldiers in the back or something."

"Are you willing?"

Moan smiled and looked at Sam.

Sam was silent for a moment, then shook his head slowly.

"That's right, then if I say, you may have casualties in this battle, and the most likely one is Steve."

"Can you accept that?"

Sam shook his head.

"Then what if I say that I broke out this fight to have some fun for myself, but accidentally killed you all."

"Are you angry?"

Sam looked at him in amazement and nodded.

"Be furious, Sam, everything I've said will come true, and wearing this suit is just a matter of being killed by me." Mo An said with a slow smile.

"On the contrary, as long as you give up your suit, go home now, cut off any contact with superheroes, and honestly go to work in the Veterans Service, I guarantee that you will survive the rest of your life without anyone bothering you."

Sam said with a serious expression, "A soldier never runs away. ”

Mo An nodded, obviously anticipating his answer, he pointed to the battle suit hanging on the wall, "It's yours." ”

"Unlock the password, Iron Eagle Ox X Sparkle."