Seeing Spider-Man get carried off by the drone, Bucky, off to the side, grumbled, "Couldn't you have done that sooner?"
Sam said helplessly, "You're so annoying."
Meanwhile.
Rhodey flew low toward Steve's position, weapon in hand, intending to engage at close range. But Steve kicked him down, sending him crashing into the ground.
Screech—
A scrape was carved into the ground, and the weapon in his hand snapped as it slammed against the pavement.
Watching this, Charlotte shook his head helplessly. They called it a civil war, but both sides looked more like they were playing house—or having a friendly match—using all their own weaknesses against the enemy.
Take Rhodey, for example. Couldn't he just sweep them with heavy firepower?
Steve's shield was only so big. Shoot his legs, or if that didn't work, bombard him. What was the point of getting into close combat? It was practically a joke.
At that moment, T'Challa lunged over, only for Steve to sidestep and kick him flying.
Rhodey got up from the ground, looked at the broken weapon in his hand, threw it away, and shouted, "Captain!"
Steve looked in Rhodey's direction. Just then, Scott ran over from behind and shouted, "Catch!"
As he spoke, Scott threw a toy car toward Steve.
Steve caught it and paused for a moment. Scott took out a blue dart and said, "Throw it at this thing."
"Throw!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Scott threw the dart toward Rhodey and T'Challa.
Steve didn't hesitate either, throwing the toy car in his hand straight at the dart.
Seeing this, Natasha immediately turned and dodged to the side. She knew exactly what Scott could do.
The instant the toy car hit the dart, it turned into the size of a normal truck.
Boom!
The truck exploded