She hung up the phone.
Black Widow watched Hulk, who had become a living demolition machine, with a grave expression.
"The military..."
Fortunately, this was a stretch of deserted wasteland. The military hadn't made its move while Dr. Banner was in town, choosing instead to act after he drove away.
Several soldiers armed with automatic rifles pulled their triggers at Hulk, terror written all over their faces. Their bullets became streams of metal, striking his body only to bounce straight off his tough skin.
"Hulk!!"
Hulk roared in fury, but he paid no attention to the handful of soldiers. Instead, he charged straight toward a nearby tank, casually slapping away the soldiers blocking his path.
Watching the soldiers fly through the air, Black Widow knew they were already dead. They didn't even need to hit the ground...
Boom...
The tank fired a shell. Sensing the danger, Hulk leaped out of its path and landed on the tank. The impact was no less powerful than a direct hit from a shell, leaving a pair of enormous, size-one-hundred footprints in its sturdy armor.
Hulk roared in fury again and grabbed the tank's barrel, utterly unconcerned that it had just fired a shell. The muscles in his arms tightened, and with a teeth-grating screech, he peeled the tank open like a tin can, exposing the dumbfounded United States soldiers inside.
"My God!"
"Damn it, how are we supposed to fight a monster like this?"
"If I survive this, I'm leaving the army!"
Everyone turned to look at the last soldier to speak. With a death flag like that, even the star of doom overhead couldn't help twinkling in broad daylight.
Bang! The next moment, Hulk gripped the barrel and slammed the tank's upper half down onto the rest of it. The United States