Actually...
Logically speaking, even if Wakanda is exposed, and the five great powers unite for a peacekeeping action, Wakanda, having risen through Vibranium and developed Vibranium tanks and planes, shouldn't be afraid.
But not this time.
Don't forget, when Demon Hulk ran into Wakanda, the Wakandan forces intended to take him down.
What was the result?
They didn't capture Demon Hulk and lost many of their own, even turning the city where the River Tribe was located into ruins.
The most crucial point.
The Old King T'Chaka passed out again, leaving the entire Wakanda in a leaderless state, following his last order before slipping into unconsciousness, to retreat all Wakandans to the capital and activate the capital's Vibranium Energy Shield.
As everyone knows.
The larger the area, the greater the energy consumption.
The smaller the area, the lesser the energy consumption.
T'Chaka was confident, thinking Hulk might be able to crush the Vibranium Energy Shield protecting all of Wakanda, but absolutely not the one protecting the capital.
At this moment.
In the war command room of Wakanda's Imperial Palace.
The atmosphere was heavy.
"It's been ten days, what's the update?"
"Has the King not woken up yet?"
"I say we might as well fight those bandits outside and drive them away."
"How will we fight?"
"We're up against the five great powers."
"This is our land!"
The chieftains of the various tribes of Wakanda gathered together, chattering as they looked at the projection of the United Nations peacekeeping army assembled outside their capital.
At that moment.
T'Chaka, sitting in a wheelchair and pushed out by a very capable-looking African man, appeared in front of everyone.
The discussions stopped instantly as the tribal chieftains turned to look at T'Chaka in the wheelchair.
"King!"
"Shuri."
Sitting in the wheelchair, with graying hair and a face showing signs of decay, T'Chaka spoke to his silently standing daughter, Shuri: "Contact S.H.I.E.L.D., invite them in."
Back when he saw Hulk punch through their Vibranium energy shield, he was infuriated and lost consciousness again.
He foresaw the consequences they would face after Wakanda was exposed.
If it were possible, he would prefer to expose himself voluntarily.
After all...
Choosing to expose oneself and being exposed passively are two different treatments.
But there's no remedy for regret in this world.
Even though Wakanda's technology is ahead of the outside world, they are facing the five great powers that represent the global will.
If they don't cooperate, the five great powers might not get in, but they will make sure they don't get out either.
Due to being isolated from the world, Wakanda has very little sense of crisis, and even the grain reserves are pitifully low.
Even if they continue to hold out like this, they fear they might be doomed soon.
So, there is only one path left before them now.
Princess Shuri listened to her father's words and nodded.
The tribal chieftains' expressions changed, each looking at T'Chaka in the wheelchair.
"King, we can't."
"What five great powers, they're clearly the five great bandits, Vibranium has always been ours..."
"Do you have a better plan?"
The Old King T'Chaka interrupted them, pointing at the projection of the massive United Nations peacekeeping army outside the capital, with the five national flags waving in the wind.
"Do you know what these five flags represent?"
"The five great powers."
"Do you know who the last one to be 'cared' for by them was?"
"Dazos!"
"What was Dazos's end, and what happened to his country?"
"If you disagree with my decision, you can leave, establish your own tribes, anyway, the Golden Tribe has decided to surrender."
The Old King T'Chaka's hoarse voice roared angrily.
The chieftains of the other tribes looked at each other in dismay at the Old King's roar.
"Shuri."
"Father."
"Contact them immediately, while I still breathe, at any rate, I need to protect our capital, otherwise I will die with regret."
"Father..."
"Yes."
Princess Shuri looked at the ever more exhausted Old King T'Chaka in the wheelchair, her voice trembling as she began to contact S.H.I.E.L.D outside.
Standing behind the Old King T'Chaka's wheelchair, T'Challa placed his hands on his father's shoulders, feeling the quickly diminishing life force within him. Then, looking at the seemingly broken family scene in the command room, a surge of sadness and anger welled up in his heart.
Family, who understands?
When he left Wakanda for travel, he was still the prince of a hidden nation.
As a result, upon returning home, his family had been raided by the five great powers, and even his father was on the brink of death.
And all of this was because of one person.
T'Challa's mind conjured the figure he had seen on the projection before, and his breath momentarily halted.
"Hulk!"
...
"Ah-choo!"
In the school library, helping Gwen organize the graduation yearbook, Hawk involuntarily sneezed.
Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, focused on Photoshopping images on her computer, Gwen glanced at Hawk rubbing his nose: "Caught a cold?"
Hawk looked up, thought seriously, then turned to Gwen: "Feels like someone was talking about me just now."
This wasn't a misconception.
This was Sixth Sense.
Gwen tilted her head at Hawk's words.
"Peter?"
"Why would Peter talk about me?"
"Because you're always curious about where Peter shoots his webs from."
"Aren't you curious?"
"I am curious."
Gwen laughed: "But I already learned from Mary."
Hawk's eyes lit up.
"Where?"
"Can't tell."
"What?"
Gwen shrugged and looked at Hawk with a smile: "You didn't tell me Peter's identity; I found out by myself. So I'm not telling you. If you want to know, ask Peter yourself."
Hawk's mouth twitched.
"Gwen, you're too stingy."
"You just realized?"
Gwen didn't fall for Hawk's provocation and responded with a smile.
Just then.
Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.
Mary Jane and Peter walked in from outside the library.
"Gwen, is the yearbook sorted out?"
"Yes, it's done."
Gwen turned around to look at Mary Jane: "Just sent it over. How about your directory?"
Mary nodded: "Also finished."
Hawk was staring at Peter.
Feeling watched since he walked in, Peter noticed Hawk's gaze, and under Spider Sense, his hairs stood on end.
Finally...
Peter couldn't resist looking at Hawk: "What's up?"
Hawk shrugged, focusing on Peter's arms: "By the way, how do you shoot out webs?"
Peter's mouth twitched, eyeing the conversing women and choosing to join: "Oh, right, Gwen, did you see today's latest news?"
Gwen looked at Peter: "I dragged Hawk over early in the morning to help me sort the yearbook, no time for news. What happened?"
Peter didn't keep them in suspense and said directly: "The United Nations announced Wakanda as a permanent neutral country, and to maintain Africa's peace and stability, the five great powers unanimously decided to station troops in Wakanda."
Gwen blinked.
Mary rested her chin in her hand, looking at her boyfriend Peter: "Didn't the United Nations announce deploying troops to that little African country a month and a half ago?"
"This is different; Africa has been chaotic for years, never seen the five great powers do joint peacekeeping before."
Women talk gossip.
Men talk politics.
Peter shook his head while explaining, then looked at Hawk: "Right, Hawk?"
Hawk shrugged: "Africa is too far away; I don't care."
While speaking, Hawk got up, turned to Gwen: "I'm stepping out to make a call."
Gwen nodded.
After leaving the library, Hawk took out his phone and dialed Anna.
Alright.
He said he didn't care, but that's false.
Hawk is quite concerned about Wakanda's future.
The call connected quickly.
"Hawk."
"Anna."
As soon as the call connected, Hawk got straight to the point: "Is Wakanda's negotiation over? Permanent neutral country, what's that about?"
Anna was momentarily confused, then laughed.
"Did you see today's international news?"
"Yes, did the negotiations end?"
"Just finished five hours ago, and immediately released a news bulletin."
"Tell me more."
Hawk's eyes lit up, and after descending the steps, he sat cross-legged on the lawn.
Women love gossip.
Men also enjoy gossip, but more about politics.
Hawk is no exception.
On the other end, Anna thought for a moment and organized her words.
"Wakanda wants the five great powers to recognize Wakanda's capital and gain permanent neutral status, ensuring the Golden Tribe's core position."
"The five great powers want access to Wakanda's technological information, acknowledge Wakanda's permanent neutrality, and to protect Wakanda, will jointly station troops there."
"Hiss!"
Hawk listened to the terms and took a deep breath: "Wakanda's military is disbanded?"
Anna smiled slightly: "You're permanently neutral; what do you need a military for?"
What's an African country doing with so many Vibranium weapons?
Waiting to challenge the five great powers?
Hawk raised an eyebrow.
"Did Wakanda agree?"
"The Golden Tribe agreed."
"Uh..."
"After the signing news was released this morning, Wakanda's River Tribe, White Ape Tribe, and Border Tribe declared independence and attacked the peacekeeping forces. The joint command center is now furious."
"So..."
"The United Nations is preparing a 'kill one to warn a hundred' operation."
Hawk came to a realization.
Looks like Wakanda won't be settled anytime soon.
"Alright, thanks."
"You're welcome."
On the line, sensing Hawk was about to hang up, Anna quickly said: "Oh, right, Hawk, congratulations."
Hawk, just about to end the call, raised an eyebrow.
"Congratulations for what?"
"Happy graduation!"
"..."