The Guardians of the Galaxy's ship from 10086 pushed against the Collision Side landing ship, driving it all the way from the outer wall of Avengers Tower toward the Hudson River.
The two shields pressed together, flames burning from bow to stern. The landing ship's guns, originally aimed at the tower, were knocked off target. Its first salvo skimmed the rooftop and slammed entirely into the empty building beside it.
Chen Mo and Peter rushed out of the medical floor together.
Webbing stuck to the underside of the Guardians of the Galaxy's ship, dragging the two of them across the skies over New York. The yellow warning at the back of Chen Mo's waist flashed twice before he switched it off.
If I can't see it, nothing's wrong.
Recovery progress: eighty-three percent.
I can still fight, as long as another load-bearing pillar doesn't hit me.
Chen Mo felt that, given how far his Spider-Sense had evolved, he would never run into that sort of bad luck again.
The ship's side hatch opened outward.
Star-Lord gripped the doorframe with one hand and raised his gun with the other, shooting down an incoming missile. Once his helmet retracted along the sides of his face, he saw the two Spider-Men hanging beneath the ship, and his expression went blank for half a second.
"S.H.I.E.L.D. told me Earth was about to be destroyed."
He stepped aside to clear the hatch, his gun still tracking the Armor outside.
"But the intel they gave me on Earth's Avengers only had one Spider-Man."
Chen Mo retracted his webbing and swung into the cabin.
"Late rescue workers don't get to judge local two-for-one deals. If you checked the wanted list, you'd have seen me."
Peter flipped in after him, but the four mechanical spider legs on his back