Chapter 208: The Split of Wakanda (First update, please subscribe to the full book!)

Actually...

According to reason, even if Wakanda is exposed, if the Five Permanent Members join forces to carry out peacekeeping operations, Wakanda, which made a fortune by vibranium and tinkered with vibranium tanks and vibranium planes, should not be empty.

But this time it won't work.

Don't forget, the Demon Hulk went inside Wakanda, and the Wakanda troops came out to take down the Demon Hulk.

What was the result?

The Demon Hulk was not taken down, they themselves died a lot, and even the city where the River Tribe was located became a ruin.

Most importantly.

The old King T'Chaka fell into a coma again, and the entire Wakanda is currently in a state of leaderless, and can only comply with the last order of the old King T'Chaka before falling into a coma, withdrawing all Wakandans to the capital and opening the capital's vibranium energy shield.

As everyone knows.

The larger the range, the greater the energy consumption.

The smaller the range, the smaller the energy consumption.

T'Chaka is very confident, Hawk might be able to crush the vibranium energy shield protecting the entire Wakanda, but he definitely cannot crush this vibranium energy shield protecting the capital.

At this very moment.

In the Royal Palace Combat Command Room of Wakanda.

The atmosphere at the scene was heavy.

"It's been ten days, what do you say."

"Hasn't the King woken up yet?"

"If you ask me, just fight with those robbers outside, and then drive them out."

"How to fight?"

"What they represent is the Five Permanent Members."

"This is our land!"

The tribal chiefs who made up Wakanda gathered together, looking at the United Nations peacekeeping army gathering outside their capital on the projection, chattering.

Just then.

T'Chaka, sitting in a wheelchair and pushed out by a black man who looked very capable, appeared in front of everyone.

The discussion sound stopped instantly, and the tribal chiefs looked at T'Chaka sitting in the wheelchair.

"King!"

"Shuri."

T'Chaka, sitting in a wheelchair with gray hair and a broken appearance, said to his daughter Shuri who was standing quietly on the side: "Contact S. H. I. E. L. D. and invite them in."

At that time, when he saw Hawk crush their vibranium energy protective shield with one punch, he was anxious and fell into a coma again.

Because he had already seen the result they would face after Wakanda was exposed.

If possible, he would rather choose to expose himself actively.

After all...

Choosing to expose yourself and being passively exposed are two different treatments.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world.

Although their Wakanda's technology leads the outside world, they are facing the Five Permanent Members who represent the global will at the moment.

If they don't cooperate, the Five Permanent Members might not be able to get in, but they will also ensure that they can't get out.

Because of being isolated from the world, there is no sense of worry in Wakanda, and even the reserve food is pitifully small.

Even if they continue to stalemate like this, it won't be long before they perish themselves.

So, now there is only one road left in front of them.

Princess Shuri listened to her father's words and nodded.

The tribal chiefs' faces changed, and they looked at T'Chaka sitting in the wheelchair.

"King, no."

"What Five Permanent Members, they are clearly the Five Bandits, vibranium has always been ours..."

"Do you have a better way?"

The old King T'Chaka interrupted their words, pointing to the United Nations peacekeeping army that had gathered outside the capital in just ten days on the projection, looking at the five national flags fluttering in the wind in the peacekeeping army.

"Do you know what these five national flags represent?"

"Five Permanent Members."

"Do you know who the last one to be taken care of by them like this was?"

"Colonel!"

"What was Colonel's end, and what was his country's end."

"If you don't agree with my decision, you can leave on your own, the tribe can be independent, anyway, my Golden Tribe has decided to surrender."

The old King T'Chaka's hoarse voice roared angrily.

The other tribal chiefs looked at each other in the old King's roar.

"Shuri."

"Father."

"Contact immediately, while I still have a breath, no matter what, I must protect our capital, otherwise I will die with regret."

"Father..."

"Yes."

Princess Shuri looked at the old King T'Chaka, whose broken color was becoming more and more intense in the wheelchair, and her voice trembled as she responded and began to contact S. H. I. E. L. D. outside.

T'Challa, standing behind the old King T'Chaka's wheelchair, pressed his hands on his father's shoulders, feeling the life force passing quickly in his father's body, and then looking at the scene in the command room that looked like a broken home, he couldn't help but feel sad, and anger also came from his heart.

Family members, who understands.

When he left Wakanda to travel outside, he was still a prince of a hidden country.

As a result, when he returned home, his home was copied by the Five Permanent Members, and even his father was about to collapse.

And all this is to blame for one person.

T'Challa's mind floated with the figure he saw on the projection before, and his breathing stopped.

"Hawk!"

"Achoo!"

Hawk, who was in the school library helping Gwen organize the graduation yearbook, couldn't help but sneeze.

Gwen, who was sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed and focusing on PS-ing photos on her computer, glanced at Hawk who was rubbing his nose: "Caught a cold?"

Hawk looked up, thought seriously, and then looked at Gwen: "Someone seems to be talking about me again."

This is not a delusion.

This is the sixth sense.

Gwen listened to this sentence of Hawk's and tilted her head.

"Peter?"

"Why would Peter talk about me."

"Who told you to always be curious about where Peter's spider silk is spit from."

"Don't you wonder?"

"I wonder."

Gwen smiled: "But I already know from Mary."

Hawk's eyes lit up.

"Where."

"Can't say."

"What?"

Gwen shrugged, looking at Hawk with a smile: "You didn't tell me Peter's identity, I found it out myself, so I won't tell you, if you want to know, ask Peter yourself."

Hawk's mouth twitched.

"Gwen, you are too stingy."

"You just know."

Gwen didn't fall for Hawk's provocation and responded with a smile.

Just then.

Speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrives.

Mary Jane and Peter walked in from outside the library.

"Gwen, is the yearbook organized?"

"Done."