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Chapter 136 As long as Superman is here, the sky of New York will never fall!
The fall of the aerospace carrier undoubtedly announced the complete failure of the [Insight Project] that Hydra had been planning for decades.
Having staked everything on it and exposed itself to the sun, Hydra can be said to have completely cut off its escape route, at least for this force that is parasitic within S.H.I.E.L.D.
But unfortunately, everything is gone.

And the ambition to rule the world naturally became a joke.

Through the French window, Alexander Pierce watched with eyes wide open as he watched the aerospace carrier that he had high hopes for slowly fall from the sky. It was a doomsday scene.
"Do not!--"

He shouted as loudly as he could, but this shout seemed to have exhausted all his life's strength.
With a "thump", Alexander Pierce collapsed to the ground. At this moment, he knew very well that Hydra was defeated and his dream was shattered.

Suddenly, he looked at the silenced pistol in his hand, and a strange idea flashed in his mind.

Or maybe Alexander Pierce wanted to emulate the decision made decades ago when faced with an unstoppable and inevitable defeat:
Shoot yourself!

It's just a pity that Alexander Pierce didn't have that kind of courage and boldness.
While he was still hesitating about his next move,
Natasha Romanov, who had been quietly lying aside and almost being ignored, stood up.
With her agile skills, she quickly jumped high, flipped over the desk between the two of them, and quickly kicked the gun in his hand to avoid causing more harm and eliminate the threat.

At the same time, Alexander Pierce was pressed to the floor with his hands behind his back.

As for Nick Fury, who arrived late, he had just opened the door of his office, followed by his trusted core SHIELD agents.

Seeing the situation in front of him, Alexander Pierce, who had no intention of resisting, suddenly laughed.

"Fury, I lost..."

The deep laughter suddenly became sharp, and his face became ferocious, and his tone was excited.
"But not quite!"

"Hahaha, that damn bastard who ruined our plans! He's still here!"

"That's right, that's right! There are giants! Hahahaha, what Brock Rumlow said is true! Giants really exist!"

"Long live Hydra!"

Alexander Pierce struggled and spoke angrily, as if venting his inner resentment and regret, showing his ugly appearance.
Several core SHIELD agents rushed forward to tie up this restless "prisoner" to prevent him from posing a greater threat.
Looking at his old friend who had fought side by side with him in the past but now looked like a madman, Nick Fury sighed and said nothing more, his eyes full of regret and fatigue.
He just raised his left arm, which was not wrapped in plaster and was still healthy.

He waved his hand to signal the agents to take away the target person who was about to face trial and strict interrogation.

But Alexander Pierce did have one thing right:

The Hydra, which was originally the biggest trouble, has been solved, but now it is not only the Hydra that is causing trouble.
Those huge monsters that came from nowhere, each of which seemed to be a violent "Hulk", became a new trouble. They were the real, more troublesome existence...

New Fifth Avenue, New York City

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

"Help! Help!"

"I need help!"

The citizens of New York City were originally enjoying the rare peaceful life after the Battle of New York, but they never thought that on this sunny and beautiful day, they just looked up inadvertently and saw that ugly and hideous face that seemed to be magnified dozens of times.
The saliva with a fishy smell flows out from the gaps between their sharp and broken teeth.
Dirty, smelly, and blurry flesh and blood stuck between their fingers, and on their limbs and bodies, there were faint traces of burns and healing, which were the marks left by the crash of the aerospace mothership.

"Roar--"

Their roars like those of wild beasts made the already panicked and fleeing people even more eager to grow a few more legs so that they could quickly escape from this hellish nightmare!

Several meters tall "Innocent Giants" invaded the city of New York, just like the Chitauri a few months ago.

Of course, it is fortunate that S.H.I.E.L.D. has not fallen apart and become an empty shell as it did in the original timeline.

As a top power organization, it still retains some of its due powers, not to mention that it is in their base in America.
Soon, the New York City Police Department, the FBI and other armed forces that could be mobilized began to operate.
But Nick Fury knew very well that these armed forces could only delay and slow down the situation.

However, there are almost no superheroes in New York City who can come to support in a short time.

Tony Stark, who originally lived in New York City, was nowhere to be found, and the remaining superheroes were unable to contend with these terrifying giant monsters.

So, Nick Fury is waiting,
Waiting for someone to appear who can clean up this mess once and for all.

But as time passed, Nick Fury began to sweat.

He didn't know why the expected figure didn't appear.
The giants were still wreaking havoc, and the forces they sent out were still using gunfire to barely put up some weak resistance.

The epidermal muscles of these giants seemed to have been strengthened, and bullets with less power could only be embedded and stuck on the surface of the skin.
Ammunition with a certain degree of armor-piercing performance can only slow down the movement of the giants after being shot into their bodies.
Finally, Nick Fury took out his phone and dialed a number.
"Dududu-"

The call was connected, but there was silence on the other end.

"Mr. Superman, we need your help."

Nick Fury, feeling nervous and uneasy, spoke in a deep voice,
But somewhat unexpectedly, Superman Kal-El showed himself to be much more talkative than before.
After a moment's silence, that deep, magnetic voice echoed in Nick Fury's ears and gave a simple response.

The communication in his hand was hung up. Nick Fury frowned and looked at the communication device in his hand.

For some reason, he always had a subtle premonition that something bad was about to happen.

But right now, nothing could be more gratifying than Superman being willing to step in and clean up this mess.

This is the best result Nick Fury expected.

It can't get any worse, right?

(End of this chapter)