I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor

"Hey." The girl's voice was trembling. Although she was a superhero, she had never faced war so directly. "Are you okay?"

The gunman's eyes looking at her only revealed confusion. He could no longer hear the girl's words clearly. He tried to say something, but all he coughed up was a large mouthful of blood, and in the end it was a semi-solidified brown blood clot - this It really shocked Gwen.

The girl stuffed her intestines into the injured man's stomach more and more recklessly, not caring that her white battle suit had been dyed red. She turned her palm over and saw only the minced meat hanging between her fingers and fingertips through the mask. Gwen's breathing became rapid, and she felt that the surrounding environment became silent.

"Ho...ho..." The gunman just stretched out his hand to her helplessly, as if he had something to say. He was not a gunman at this point, just a helpless, wounded man.

Gwen looked unbearable and leaned towards the stranger's mouth. She only heard his weak voice - "Mom..."

"Mom..." the girl murmured again. In front of her, the gunman's pupils, which were still wide open, had been straightened, looking at the sky blankly. She stood up staggeringly, and Miss Spider, who had always maintained an elegant dancing posture in the past, found that she could no longer stand firmly.

No matter what, the word "mother" can always penetrate all classes and all races, making everyone feel the greatest shock. Not to mention that she had to watch a life disappear tragically in front of her. Gwen Stacy thought she had faced life and death, thought she understood the weight of life.

But it wasn't until today that she discovered that understanding the "weight" of life is not the same as understanding the "lightness" of life - in some times and on some occasions, life has never been a precious thing.

Two F/A-18s are still hovering in the air, and they are waiting to evaluate the results of the strike. Outside the observation distance, the SDB small-diameter gliding bombs of the strike group had been gradually released and were gliding towards the target point. There was a moment of calm in this "kill zone".

The sun was bright today and the sky was blue, but she could only smell the smell of rust in her nose - the smell of rushing blood; she could only smell the smell of gunpowder smoke that symbolized an explosion. The girl looked around, only to find broken limbs and arms, and a howling man who had half of his body amputated, still crawling aimlessly on the ground.

It was beyond the wildest war fantasies of a New York-raised police superintendent's daughter.

"Mom..." Gwen Stacy murmured. She looked helplessly at the blue sky covered by the smoke and dust of the explosion. She seemed to be able to see the unfamiliar and blurry things between the rising flames and smoke. That face—Helen Stacey’s face.

In the eyes of the professor, Gwen Stacy's behavior was not simply to save people - it was hard to say whether the two fighter jets that came at this time came to silence them or to help them. Gwen's behavior of saving people was actually to save people. A way to leave more witnesses who are still alive. But now he can't control that much——

"Gwen! - Gwen!" After Raymond took care of the lightly wounded soldiers that Gwen had captured, he also stumbled through the broken low walls and stones, and rushed out of the house - the professor had already left the Link- Link 16 knew the attack plan, and he had to pull Gwen back: "SDB is coming soon, come back quickly!"

"What?" The girl woke up suddenly, only to find that her spider sense was already frantically reminding her that unprecedented danger was approaching.

"SDB - no! A bomb that can kill you!" The professor had no time to explain that SDB is a new smart ammunition developed by the US military. It can achieve the effect of a large bomb with a quarter of the weight and volume of a large bomb. He just stood there with an empty head. Looking at Gwen outside the room, looking up at the sky in a daze: "Come back quickly!"

"But here..." Gwen looked at the Blood Fire Shura Field around him, saw the blasted turf and the burnt black soil, and saw a man dragging a leg embedded with iron fragments from the container and howling miserably. The masked gunman, she was a little confused, but more firmly replied: "There are still people here!"

Even if Gwen Stacy is afraid, Spider-Woman will not be afraid - this is already part of her body's instinct.

"Are you crazy?" The professor spoke to her in an unprecedentedly harsh tone, "This is not just playing house in New York!"

For the first time, the girl did not refute the accusation of "playing house". She just took a deep breath and continued to rush towards the center of the bomb kill zone - since the day Peter Parker died, Gwen Stacy She just told herself that she could no longer sit back and watch anyone die in front of her.

But she also knew that her body was trembling - she knew that as long as she looked down, she would find that her pink and white sleeves were stained maroon with dirty blood, and some blood seeped into the suit. and begin to form hard lumps. Who is not afraid?

Who can not be afraid?

But Spider-Woman can’t be “someone.”

Anyone can be Spider-Man, but Spider-Man can't be anyone - just when the girl's brain was still confused, her body had already rushed in, rushing to where there were still living people, rushing to the last place. Dangerous place. This is actually her most profound instinct.

Raymond looked at Gwen rushing towards the expected impact center, feeling anxious, but there was no good solution - Gwen was Spider-Man after all, she was a superhero, but he was just an ordinary person, he Rushing in at this time will only increase the burden on Gwen to escape.

Now I can only rely on the girl's mysterious "Spider Sense".

The half-crouched professor's hand on the handguard of his submachine gun tightened a little tighter. He began to regret his decision to bring Gwen Stacy; he also began to regret his plan - he thought he was being Obadiah Stane, who was deprived of the qualification to become the "Iron Overlord", could not do anything. Even if he could do something, Gwen would help him.

But he only did not expect that Obadiah, who has rough lines and a classic American way of thinking, would dare to launch such an organized armed attack on the territory of the United States of America, nor did he expect that the problem of running-in of Gwen's suits would make him It all gets more complicated.

Gwen Stacy took a long breath in the battlefield air that was mixed with the smell of sulfur and rust. If it were normal, she would have retched in this disgusting environment, but the girl didn't know where she got the strength at this time. Like a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time, he swung away the cobwebs in the smoke and jumped up to the crawling gunman.

Seeing the falling Spider-Woman, the gunman was suddenly startled and was about to touch the pistol hanging on his leg - then Gwen kicked his gun away. The girl used her force hard and accurately, then The gunman clearly saw the pistol's sleeve and grip flying apart, and was actually kicked off by the strange girl!

He began to feel lucky that his hands hadn't even touched the gun just now.

"Don't move, I'll take you out!" Gwen's tone was sharp. She quickly looked around, relying on her spider sense to remind her of the location of the bomb and the direction of the possible explosion - then she tied the gunman with spider silk several times and carried it on his back. On his shoulder, he shot out spider webs towards a lamppost not far away.

Although he lost a lot of blood, the gunman still remained conscious. He just looked at the girl's face covered by the white hood, his eyes a little dazed.

"Why did you save me?" After thinking again and again, even though he had lost a lot of blood, the gunman who was carried on Gwen's shoulders weakly asked the question that made him confused, "I originally wanted to kill you..."

"If I don't save you, will I watch you die?" the girl replied angrily - but anyone could see that Gwen was just using bluff to cover up her inner confusion and fear. Although it is Spider-Woman's instinct to save people, fear is the instinct of all humans.

"boom--!"

The first bomb has hit the ground and exploded, and the professor's heart is hanging. Fortunately, the SDB is a thing designed to penetrate reinforced facilities and is closer to an armor-piercing bomb. The fragmentation effect is not that terrifying - but he still feels that Gwen, who was traveling through the blast wave, was heartbroken.

He wanted to rush in and save people, but his reason was blocking him. In such a death zone, there was nothing an ordinary person could do. For the first time, the professor regretted that he never thought about developing super powers. For the first time, he regretted that he was not a superhero.

The shock wave almost blew Gwen over as she was swinging out on the spider silk - although her spider sense made a decision in advance, allowing the girl to let go of the spider silk in advance and lie down on the ground. But after such a delay, more bombs were "in place" around her.

"But I..." Amidst the roaring sounds, Gwen felt the unknown gunman cough up a mouthful of blood, and the pain from his broken leg had begun to spread to the central nervous system: "I originally..."

"Shut up!" Gwen herself needed to be highly concentrated now. She had never dealt with such a complicated scene before. Eight small-diameter bombs exploded in a center and seven-circle layout, completely locking the kill zone. But the time difference between throwing the gliding bomb is only a few tenths of a second to one second. Gwen needs to seize these tenths of a second to rush out of this death zone.

Gwen took a deep breath, closed her eyes - the only thing she could rely on at this time was her spider sense - and then she shot the spider silk towards the eaves in the distance, which was the farthest distance the spider silk could reach. .

"Mission accomplished, end of attack!" Just as the falling smoke blocked the professor's field of vision, Raymond, who was squatting down, was already using the watch on his wrist as the terminal and Gwen's suit as the antenna to move up the navy's chain of command. Upload information on the road.

The commander of the Fifth Air Wing immediately ordered the suspension of subsequent strikes.

In the gap between the smoke and dust, the professor who was squatting on the ground and operating his watch raised his head and saw a slender figure swinging out with the help of the reverberation of the spider silk - this was the last time, and there was only one left in front of Gwen. The last bomb is about to hit the ground. SDB are all delay fuses, maybe she still has some time...

Just as the professor was thinking this, a piece of flying shrapnel cut off the extremely stiff and tough spider silk.

Then Raymond watched helplessly as Gwen, who was carrying the wounded but lost the spider silk suspension, suddenly fell downwards. He seemed to be able to see the panic on the girl's face - that was not the emotion of Spider-Woman, that was the emotion of Spider-Woman. Gwen Stacy's horror.

"No!"

A bomb detonated on time in front of the professor, and the dust fell like a waterfall.

I think sometimes Gwen is just naive, and she may still do some things based on instinct, and her perspective is not deep enough. But Gwen herself is actually a very smart girl, and she will grow up, right?