Chapter 218 Card Assembly Order
Artificial intelligence such as Jarvis and Weiss, although only technically assisted, is it powerful in the 21st century covered by information networks?
At this point, the ability of both is finally showing the tip of the iceberg.
I saw that they simultaneously started the coded system program, and through the New York Center's broadcast television building and outer space satellites, in less than a second, a picture message was forced to load, appearing in any city in New York City. On the platform side of the device.
Mobile phones, computers, monitor screens, and even the advertising screens of the bustling streets all showed a black devil's smiling card image at the same time. Without any dubbing, after a full silence for 30 seconds, everything returned to normal again. .
This is a very different scene, so that people in New York are collectively staying, and looking at the demon card strangely, I feel incredible.
More than half a century of faults!
Most people have not experienced the age of war between iron and blood. I don't know that the 'devil' does not fully represent the evil incarnation, and there is another important meaning.
Most of the young people think that it is a prank, or a hard-core advertisement, a virus infection, and soon they are busy re-entering their lives and work. Only a few people explore the source of the picture.
This is an informational message that the older generation who lived in World War II learned at a glance.
If it is the Japanese country, it may be more memorable.
After successfully completing the task of Kyle's account, Jarvis and Weiss immediately left the radio and television building, and the tour and login records were deleted. The external data was adjusted as before, and no staff found abnormalities.
The demon card triggered a series of chain reactions, just like a stealth nuclear bomb, quietly roaring in the New York City.
A nursing home and hospital directly under the military region.
The environment and medical equipment here are excellent, at least the veterans who have retired from the rank of sergeant can apply for free admission. Since the elderly are consciously and strictly abiding by the rules, the atmosphere in the hospital has always been quiet and peaceful, and it is a military holy place for the elderly and the sick.
But today, somehow, an old man with white hair, or a cane, or a wheelchair, or with the support of his family, close to the big screen in the hall of the hospital, gather together and stare at the devil card above. .
They all look serious and dignified, as if they are watching the military flag, the turbid eyes are blooming, the feelings of nostalgia, jealousy, yearning, worship, excitement, etc.
The young nurses and doctors were all alarmed. They rushed over to ask for the question. The result was just entering the hall. Because of the heavy footsteps, some veterans gave a cry of anger.
Until the demon card disappeared from the big screen, the old people were full of wrinkled faces but excited and rosy. The old man with an inconvenient leg and legs took the lead and stood up. He shook his armor and shouted:
"Roaring Commando, Norman Soldier Report!"
Under the watchful eyes of nurses and doctors, the elderly who are at least eighty years old, stand up in a collective brush, straighten their waists, and salute the unparalleled military posture.
"The 102nd Army, George soldiers report!"
"Roaring Commando, Clark Soldier Report!"
"206 Mission Navy, Buwe soldiers report!"
They are like returning to the army and returning to the young and energetic self. Under the aspirations of being willing to follow someone's charge, the old and aging body swayed with imposing manner.
The nurses and doctors who saw this scene were shocked, and the sculptures did not dare to move and disturb.
After the report was completed, the old people gave a long-awaited feeling, "General, welcome back."
A three-storey villa.
"Grandma, what are you looking at with my mobile phone?"
Little Pepper Pepper just returned home, and saw the mobile phone that was forgotten at home. He was held tightly in his hand by the grandmother in a wheelchair, and looked down at what he was looking at.
"Ah." Grandma's old face softened, and there was a faint scent of the girl's spring, her eyes smashed into a slit, and whispered, "My dream lover finally appeared."
"Ha?!" Pepper was scared, and almost took off the high heels that were in his hand.
Grandma's dream lover? What the hell?
And this is just one of the corners of New York.
At this moment, countless old people living in the home in New York, after seeing the demons cards appearing on TV or mobile phones at home, are wide-eyed, hard to recognize clearly, and then think of a long-term memory like a smile.
These old people said to their sons and daughters and even their grandchildren: "Don't look at your chasing after the stars are chasing crazy. We were a hundred times more crazy than you, and we followed a person."
The young people don’t understand the meaning of the old people. They ask who the people are talking about. The old man smiled and replied: "Turn over the history books on the bookshelf, visit the statues in the downstairs square, or go to the main entrance of the war memorial. You will know that. Who is the bit?"
Some people have been called to represent an era because of their unswerving dedication to the world.
And the earth has only one person, standing at the peak of the world, and it represents an era.
New York University, history lecture.
When the black card disappeared from the projection screen and the students under the audience whispered and talked, the old doctor pushed the reading glasses and changed the previous theme:
"In 1945, there was a legend, and it was recognized as the first hero. Later he retired from the public eye and never appeared in the world."
"He is the youngest young general of the US military, a symbol of national power, a fascination, a symbol of peace..."
When everyone thought that the era was outdated, frozen, and buried, he suddenly returned to a strong and revived, and it would be a collective memory and memory of people of an era.
SHIELD Headquarters, Office of the Deputy Director.
The door slammed open, and a woman wearing a one-piece black leather coat rushed out. The bright red hair fluttered in the wind, ignoring the enthusiasm of others and rushing downstairs.
Numerous members of the SHIELD staff were shocked along the way, and they were screaming, but after seeing who the man was, the snoring of the mouth was swallowed and the arrogance was extinguished.
A church in the New York City.
A bald, young woman wearing a holy white robe, standing on the second floor window with a negative hand, looking down at the bustling streets outside, the street's various advertising screens filled with the demon card.
"He is still coming back."
"From now on, the future changes will be completely mixed, and even I can't see clearly what the future will be."
Although the woman said so, the tone did not mean to complain, but it was gratified to gently shake her head.
The return of that man will officially open a new era, a time chapter of the rise of heroes and the advent of war.
(End of this chapter)