The two suits of armor flying over were both products of the Osborn Corporation. The one on the left was entirely gray and looked incredibly rugged—it was the military's War Machine!
Worth mentioning, War Machine was still piloted by Rhodey, Tony's Black best friend! The military knew perfectly well about Rhodey's relationship with Tony, yet they still had him pilot it. They were clearly trying to humiliate Tony for refusing to sell his armor! The blue-and-white armor on the right belonged to S.H.I.E.L.D. and was piloted by assault team captain Brock Rumlow—Crossbones. Incidentally, its name was Peacemaker! They might as well have called it Hail Hydra!
Wang Bert grumbled inwardly. Without S.H.I.E.L.D., this world would be much more peaceful!
"Can those three suits of armor stop those, uh, those Frost Giants?"
Coulson ran to Wang Bert's side and asked nervously. He had never expected war to erupt just like that, and with aliens no less! A few would have been one thing, but there were five or six hundred of them. How were they supposed to stop them? And how had they even reached Earth? No spaceship had landed, as far as he knew.
"Those three scrap heaps definitely can't, but with me added in, it'll be enough!"
Accompanied by background music, the gold-and-red Iron Man descended from the sky. He flipped open his faceplate and said to Wang Bert, "Bert, it's only been a few months. You seem to have gotten a little lazy?"
"Why are you here?"
Wang Bert was taken aback. This didn't seem like his scene.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. invited me. They said there'd be a big show!"
Iron Man said excitedly, "I never expected it to be an alien invasion. Huh, why don't these aliens even have decent weapons? They're like primitives."
"They rely on their bodies,"