Avengers: Endgame, Codenamed "Crushing," Begins!

"I can't breathe! I can't breathe!"

Rocket Raccoon, pinned beneath Hulk Banner, desperately slapped Hulk Banner's arm, trying to wake him. "Banner, wake up! Wake up, now!"

"Ugh..."

Hulk Banner had not fallen into a deep coma. He had merely been knocked unconscious by the bombardment because his body was too weak after snapping his fingers.

In fact, neither the high-energy pulse missiles nor the collapsed steel and concrete had left so much as a mark on him.

He had simply acted on instinct, pulling Rocket Raccoon, who had been closest to him at the time, into his arms and using his own body as a shield to protect him.

After waking up, Hulk Banner blankly shook his head. Hearing Rocket Raccoon's cries for help, he tried to push himself up with his left arm, only to find it completely numb. He could only use his right arm to prop himself up, then roll onto his side and give Rocket Raccoon room to breathe.

"Pant! Pant!"

"Although I appreciate you protecting me, Banner, I still have to say it: next time, could you be a little gentler? You're way too hard."

Rocket Raccoon complained.

"Run..."

"What?"

Unable to hear Hulk Banner clearly, Rocket Raccoon leaned close to his head and asked again.

"Run, he's here!"

Hulk Banner shouted weakly, his voice full of terror.

"Who's here?"

Rocket Raccoon still did not understand what Hulk Banner meant, so he followed his gaze upward.

There, he saw it.

A hole of moderate size had punched straight through five or six floors of reinforced concrete ceilings, leading up into the sky and exposing a corner of that incomparably massive warship.

It was the shadow that had haunted Banner and Hulk all their lives.

"Thanos is here..."

"What?!"

Rocket Raccoon's pupils instantly constricted. He