The Adventures of American Comics' Big Monster and Black Widow

Natasha sat on the open ground, holding her chin in her hands, counting the stars half-heartedly.

Hey, it seems like a fool, it’s been nearly ten minutes! While complaining, I couldn't help but wonder if the voice lingering in my mind these days was just my auditory hallucination.

"Hey, excuse me."

"What?" Natasha looked at the person who suddenly appeared with interest. He had an oriental face, a slightly weak but powerful figure, and was wearing a black plush coat.

Natasha knew that the person she was waiting for was finally not lost, and the resonance of her soul was unmistakable.

"Did you meet a cute little red-haired girl? Her name is Natasha Romanoff."

"no!"

"Oh, that's it. Then I have to go and continue looking for people." Sean pretended to be disappointed and turned around to leave.

"Hey, idiot."

Natasha was a little angry.

"Hey, Natasha."

Sean feels that he really has no sense of humor.

The two of them had a tacit understanding and didn't ask each other how they could feel like they were reunited after a long separation even though they were meeting for the first time. Maybe this was a destined order, otherwise how could they feel each other's souls!

Looking at the raging fire that continued to burn in the base, Sean began to think about what to do next, while Natasha was collecting some firearms that could still be used. Now she felt a little regretful about lighting the explosive pack just now.

Ten minutes later, Sean and Natasha were ready to leave this hellish place.

"Isn't it heavy?"

At this time, Natasha was covered with guns and ammunition, including two TT-33 pistols, an SVT-40 rifle, and a PPD-40 submachine gun, with boxes full of bullets under her feet.

Natasha rolled her eyes at Sean and pointed to the undamaged military jeep not far away. The meaning was obvious.

Then in the moving car, Sean was laughed at again.

Sean could only smile awkwardly. In his previous life, he had not even gotten a driver's license, and now he knew nothing about classic cars from the s. Fortunately, car driving was only the basis of spy training, and Natasha had already mastered it. Otherwise, the two of them I had to walk on foot.

Leaving the foundation that no longer exists, we drove all the way west towards Poland. We planned to turn to Germany after arriving in Poland, and then head to Prestwick in the UK to fly to New York.

I have to accept that it is really useful to have an American ID card at this time.

In the car, Sean explained his current situation to Natasha, so as to avoid encountering enemies in the future and worrying about her being restrained by seeing him transformed into a monster body. Natasha didn't feel uncomfortable about this, and said that she could feel the seven-headed monsters and had a special feeling of familiarity and strangeness towards them.

Regardless, the two enjoy this mutual trust.

Heading westward, the speed was neither fast nor slow. Although Natasha had received various trainings since she was a child, she was still only a ten-year-old girl.

Maybe when I get back to New York I should try to get the super soldier serum.

After nearly half a month of traveling, the two arrived in Brest, Belarus.

Brest is an important military fortress. As soon as they arrived, they felt the serious atmosphere here. From time to time, they could see heavily armed soldiers patrolling the streets. Shop owners and vendors had sad faces. , Sean knew that in another year, this place would become a battlefield between Soviet Union and Germany.

Sean was a little unsure whether his American identity card would work here, but he could only bite the bullet and negotiate with the relevant departments. Fortunately, the war had not started yet. After some negotiations and a third of the stupid money was spent, of US dollars after getting out of the country.

Out of the country, across Poland, then to Germany, and finally arrived at Prestwick Airport in Scotland, northern England, a month later.

Go through the formalities, stay overnight, and get on a plane to New York the next day.

However, the human weapons and jeeps brought out from that base could only be resold to local arms dealers at low prices, which made Natasha a little regretful.

"Sean, this is my first time sitting on a cloud."

"There will be many opportunities in the future."

When Hyperjackton and Dark Zaki wake up, Sean will also gain the ability to fly, and he can fly however he wants.

There were several transfers on the way from Prestwick to New York. By the time the plane landed in New York, it was already the end of June.

……

While Sean returned to New York, Fury and his team in Europe were conducting a great escape.

After leaving Murmansk a month ago, the group went directly to Norway to find Tonsberg's village. After many twists and turns, they finally got the Cosmic Cube.

But at this time, a group of German troops suddenly appeared, and the two sides immediately fell into a battle. After a hard battle, at the cost of one death and one injury, everyone was able to break through the German siege.

At this time, Howard was sitting on the military jeep, constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead.

"Can't this damn car drive to the sky? How long will it take for us to get back to the Soviet Union?" Howard had never had such a strong desire to perfect his anti-gravity system, and he rubbed his forehead unwillingly. .

Just an hour ago, they were overtaken by the Germans again, and now only three people, including Howard, were left in the team.

The bearded Damtan Dugan was closing his eyes to rest. He had not slept for two days.

While driving, Nick Fury had to observe the surrounding environment, avoid areas where ambushes could easily be arranged, and be alert to enemies that might appear at any time.

"Sorry, Howard, I'm not sure we can go back." Fury felt helpless.

"What the hell."

After all, the three Furies failed to reach the Soviet Union.

On the way to Motown, the three were once again blocked by the German army.

Howard drank himself a sip of Viking beer that Fury got from somewhere. It smelled like horse urine, but now, he didn't care.

"Hell, where's our backup?"

"Why are there so many Germans in this damn place?"

Both Fury and Dugan ignored Howard's complaints. One touched the inner pocket of his chest, and the other was cleaning the few ammunition.

"Nick, can we really not go back?" Howard drank up the Viking wine that smelled like horse urine, and then looked at Dugan on the other side, "Hey, Damn, you can't say that. A word?"

"...t...f...k..."

After Dugan rolled his eyes at Howard, Fury's light words came.

"Maybe we can go home."

"What? Nick, don't make fun of me at this time."

The card in Fury's hand glowed black and red, and at the same time a consciousness was transmitted to his brain, allowing him to understand how to use the card in an instant.

With a thought, the card in his hand instantly turned into a black and red light that gathered in the sky in front of him.

Roar……

First there was a deafening roar.

boom……

Then there was a loud bang.

The surrounding area was filled with dust, the ground cracked, and a strange reddish-brown mountain appeared out of thin air.