Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1050 Chapter [-] Vienna International Center Bombing (Second Change)

"I'm glad you can come, and not as the king of Latvinia." The current King of Wakanda, T'Chaka, stood not far from the prince, holding a speech in his hand.Rather than wearing traditional national dress for meetings, as some African nations do, Wakanda opted for black suits as business attire.The event that promoted the final conclusion of the "Sokovia Agreement" was the death of Wakanda in Nigeria. As the king, T'Chaka got this opportunity to speak. His king's guard is still at the door and cannot enter the venue.

It’s just that Salomon believes that part of the reason why T’Chaka was able to stand on the podium is because a small part of the vibration gold known to the outside world is still preserved in Wakanda. "I know you must be angry about Wakanda's non-fulfillment of the contract, but you also did not tell Wakanda what you are going to do, which is very detrimental to Wakanda's international reputation after opening up. You know this What’s the matter, Salomon, although your cause is just, the means are also very important. Now you have only enemies and no friends, which is very dangerous.”

"In that case, let's say that both of us are at fault. But I want to correct a mistake. My regent is looking for a friend for me, and he has already found it." Salomon smiled.He knew T'Chaka's thoughts very well. The king had always had a kind of confidence in the West that came from nowhere, which was the fundamental reason why he sent Prince T'Chaka to study in Oxford.Perhaps it was because he believed that Wakanda's agents and troops could defend the border, or because Wakanda's technological level was too far ahead, so he, who should have considered the worst, was blindly optimistic.If it were up to T'Challa to make the decision, he would most likely not choose to open up to the outside world. "However, I am still very grateful for the vaccine provided by Wakanda's biological laboratory. Now the vaccine production capacity of the Immortal City cannot meet the needs of Latvinia. There are also automatic surgery machines and biochemical prosthetic materials. Without these things, Latvini There can be no such rapid progress in healthcare access in Asia."

"I'm glad we can understand each other." King Wakanda nodded with satisfaction, obviously quite satisfied with Salomon's compliment. "I think after this we can negotiate a new contract, Wakanda wouldn't want to lose such a staunch ally as the Immortal City."

"Me too." Salomon said sincerely, "Latvinia absolutely cannot accept the loss of Wakanda. In addition, I regret the attack, the immortal city and Wakanda on the African continent. The cooperation has always been very pleasant. In that accident, several staff members of the Immortal City were also seriously injured, and I am very grateful for the medical assistance provided by Wakanda.” After that, there were a few non-nutritive clichés, and both parties were satisfied. parted.Salomon took a pen and paper he didn't know where he was going to use it as a pretense, nodded to Natasha Romanov and went to meet his "own" photographer.Although this was not planned, he still planned to continue the scene. Anyway, with the help of the illusion, his appearance was exactly the same as that hapless reporter.After the membership expired, T'Chaka stepped onto the podium to give an opening speech, and Salomon found that Natasha was arranged to sit in the front row.

"When stolen Wakanda vibranium is used to create horrific weapons, the people of Wakkan are forced to question whether this legacy of ours is serving a just cause." Part of Wakanda's Goodwill Mission Killed in Nigeria, our country has been silent for too long. But we will not be repelled by misfortune, we will fight for the good world we want to be a part of. Thank you Avengers for supporting our initiative and being able to contribute to peace, wa The people of Kanda are incredibly proud."

T'Challa was all smiles, knowing what his father was going to say.Wakanda has been silent for too long, and it's time to show the real Wakanda to the world.

Helmut Zemo put on a silicone mask that fit the face. Tens of thousands of tiny metal wires inside the mask imitated the characteristics of the target person according to the established procedures, including the height of the cheekbones, the width of the forehead, and so on.While the imitation wasn't very similar, he knew that the resolution of the camera on the upper right didn't show much detail either.When he was ready, he covered the lower half of his face with his collar, put on his hat and walked out the door - he had parked the van for so long that even the most lazy security guard would come to ask , he must leave as soon as possible.After Helmut Zemo walked more than 100 meters away, horrified screams and loud shouts came from behind, and the walkie-talkies worn on the shoulders of the security personnel scattered around the square sounded indistinct. Some people looked at his position.

However, before they could make any moves, the rapidly expanding flames soared into the sky and shredded everything within the explosion radius, swallowing everything in the square.The violent shock wave and heat caught up with his footsteps like a stumbling flame giant, and Helmut Zemo was overturned by the sudden airflow.At this moment, time flows very slowly. He glanced at the glass walls of the Vienna International Center and saw that all the glass walls of the Vienna International Center were shattered by the shock wave. Set off on a granite slab.He got up gasping, feeling his lungs filled with smoke, the stench of grilled metal everywhere, his bare skin dry and sore from the blazing flames and blinding lights beneath the building .

He never thought that the explosives provided by the other party would be so powerful.

Natasha Romanov kept her eyes tightly shut and curled up with her arms to protect her head from the shock waves and shards of glass flying towards her.But the expected pain did not come, nor did she smell any burning explosives, nor could she hear the screams of other people.She immediately recalled everything she had experienced before the blast wave hit - she felt as if she had sunk into dark, deep water, and the explosion had only happened on the surface of the distant water.After opening her eyes, she understood what had happened. A huge round shield made of orange-red sparks was withering, and there was nothing behind the shield.She hurriedly turned her head to look at the other participants.Like her, most people subconsciously made self-protection measures when the explosion occurred, but they were not hurt.

Only one person was tragically killed, King T'Chaka of Wakanda.He was too close to the center of the explosion.

Almost everyone's eyes widened, because a giant in golden armor was standing between the podium and the auditorium, surrounded by thick black smoke rising from below and the reflection of glass shards on the ground. There was a buzzing sound under the blowing of the rising hot air, as if hell was burning around him.Even so, the light source blooming from his body was still dazzling, and the thick smoke could not cover his charming appearance at all.Many people present recognized him, or recognized this extremely gorgeous power armor that only giants can wear.Salomon once wore this outfit to give a speech in Hungary, which has become one of his most striking symbols.

The Wakanda King's Guard who had just rushed in subconsciously raised their spears at him, because he was the most threatening target in the venue, but Salomon didn't care about their actions, because their vibrating gold long The spear couldn't pierce his armor, not even that invisible shield.At the same time, a giant golden aircraft landed vertically near the International Center with a scorching airflow, and the Imperial Guards riding anti-gravity jet motorcycles rushing out from the ramp immediately clashed with the armed security guards outside the venue. There was a clash of personnel, and then five battle droids with numbers written in red paint on iron-gray armored shells. They were deployed on the periphery of the International Center and controlled all vehicles trying to enter and exit.

Several black and gold assault transport boats swooped down and passed over the floor where the venue was located. The sisters in black and white power armor jumped down from the cabin and crashed into the venue with the jet propulsion they carried. Without orders, they blocked all the passages that could enter and exit the venue as quickly as possible, and all those who tried to escape were driven back, because the sisterhood really fired bullets at those who tried to escape instead of simply firing warning shots .All the participants heard only the deafening scream of the engine and the heavy footsteps approaching like a giant beast.In addition, there were sporadic firing sounds outside the door, loud noises as if howitzers were fired, and continuous explosions, but those sounds quickly disappeared. These armed men of unknown origin quickly controlled the venue and the surrounding area , all communications were cut off, and the Vienna International Center became an island on land.

Fear hung over the entire venue.

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)