Falcon made a light twin-wing landing, the two steel wings instantly folding together behind him. Looking at the two people seated on Red Whale's back, he spoke with interest.
But just as Falcon steadied himself, a large, burly figure suddenly dropped from the sky beside him. With a boom! it slammed into the grass, leaving a shallow crater.
The tremendous noise made Falcon move a step to the side.
"Rhodey, do you really have to make that much noise every time? Clearly, you didn't intimidate the newcomers this time."
"Sam, maybe you should try landing this way too. It's twice as fast as your method."
Rhodey, who had been slightly hunched from the rapid landing, straightened his back and smiled at Falcon, Sam. There was a hint of embarrassment in his voice, since Sam had seen through his little ploy.
Rhodey's words made Sam roll his eyes. His flight pack wasn't a full-body suit of armor like Rhodey's.
If he dared to imitate Rhodey's landing method, his knees might never bend again.
War Machine had a rugged build, simple paintwork, and sharply defined angles. A massive four-barreled cannon was mounted on his back.
Even the small Arc Reactor at the center of his chestplate was surrounded by a beautiful hexagonal armor plate.
Unlike Tony's Close-fitting Armor, War Machine had been designed for overwhelming firepower. Within the limited space of the Mecha, it carried a large amount of physical ammunition. Though the weapons were small, their quantity and power were both astonishing.
At a glance, he stood a head taller than Falcon, giving him an intimidating presence.
The entire faceplate helmet suddenly folded and retracted, revealing Rhodey's whole head.
It was worth noting that both Falcon and War Machine kept their identities hidden from the media and the internet. Very few