"Where is he now? Where is our army?" General Vic hammered the table angrily. He pulled up the staff officer beside him and shouted at him, "Tell me, a mutant destroyed the Our Statue of Liberty and the Empire State Building, now you actually let him stay in Manhattan, am I crazy, tell me, am I crazy, or you are a bunch of trash!"
He slammed the poor staff officer to the ground, "Now, tell me, where is the army and where is the enemy!"
"General, the garrison in New York has fallen!"
"What are you telling me? You're using fall, you're going to tell me, have they all been killed by a mutant bastard?" An angry Vic raised the staff officer high, his blood-red eyes fixed on him. with him.
The staff officer's teeth were chattering, and his legs were almost shaking into sieves. He looked to the left tremblingly, and Vic put down the staff officer, walked in the direction the staff officer was looking at. A gentleman with combed hair was watching the screen quietly, as if he didn't hear Vic's stormy roar.
Vic hit a right uppercut, trying to send the damn bitch into the screen, a big hand like an iron hoop grabbed his right fist, a big man with a dead face, held his hand firmly, At this time, the talent turned around slowly.
"I admire you very much. In a word, those bastards! They are bastards, monsters, and deformities! They are the evil of the world!" The gentleman raised his right hand, motioned for the big man to let go of the general, and said slowly: "But, then They are also a group of powerful monsters, General, bring your little babies home!"
"This is a battlefield, please leave it to the professionals!"
"We are professionals! Stryker!" Vic blushed, and he wanted to retract his pinched right hand with his teeth.
"Really?" Stryker tapped lightly on the screen, and a shaky picture flashed out. On the picture, an armored vehicle collided with a tank, and the driving truck was broken into pieces while speeding, and connected to it Together with the soldiers, they fell on the road, and countless heavily armed soldiers wailed and were crushed to the ground by a huge force of gravity.
The fighter plane automatically disintegrated in the air, and the machine destroyed itself into a mass of waste. Burning steel and gasoline gathered in the air to form a huge fire tornado, destroying all nearby fortifications. Power control, slapped on the ground.
Vic didn't even see an enemy. Soldiers were wounded by the bullets that were automatically activated in the clips. Machinery and vehicles were destroyed by the power of their own operation. The weapons that the United States was proud of were self-destructing under the control of the enemy. Not a single one, even Gu Ying's single enemy, the soldier panicked and designed towards the sky, and then his limbs were pierced by the falling bullets.
Blood, fire and iron, twisted in the smoldering air.
"This is your performance. Facing them, you are helpless like a child." Stryker sneered: "You didn't even see him, and in the process of searching, you destroyed yourself."
Vik's face was livid, he was holding the table tightly, his nails pierced into the solid wood table top, staining his hands with blood, but he didn't seem to notice, still staring at the screen, "What's going on? Where is the battlefield assessment expert? Where is the intelligence team? I want all his information, everything!"
The staff officer stood up tremblingly, and said in a nervous trill: "Code name 'X', unknown nationality, unknown age, unknown identity, according to his behavior and habits, it can be judged that the possibility of being Chinese is 80%. Without all the information about his behavior, when he appeared for the first time, he did the live broadcast that shocked the earth in front of the whole world."
"The ability is telekinetic power. According to the classification, it should be the gravitational control in telekinetic power. According to the data, the precision of his ability operation is at the nanometer level. According to him, he has the power to pull down asteroids and destroy the earth. …”
With a 'snap', the staff officer covered his face and squatted down. Vic put down the teacup in his hand and said angrily, "Apart from the unknown, what else have you found out, trash! The ghosts know about these things! How did he destroy our The army? What is his weakness? How do we kill him? His relatives, friends, country, is he a ghost that appeared out of nowhere?"
"Asteroids are not enough to destroy the earth, at most they can destroy human beings!" Stryker said leisurely, "Your information is already most of it, Vic, we don't know anything about him, he didn't exist in this world Traces that existed on the
"But we know that he is a weapon expert who is proficient in most of our standard weapons and understands every parameter of the mechanical structure. He is a physics expert who can destroy a running behemoth with a small force. He is An expert in energy, chemistry, high-energy physics, and what's more, he is a nuclear expert!"
"Don't tell me he can synthesize a nuclear bomb!"
"It's not that amazing! But if he has nuclear materials, it is enough to undergo a violent fission reaction by itself, and our technology can't stop it." Stryker sighed: "The power of wisdom and science, the mighty power of human beings! Although it is a mutant , but he is more human-like than any mutant, other mutants are just beasts, only he is a hunter."
"You mean, any nuclear power plant on our land may become a nuclear bomb at any time!" Big drops of sweat dripped from Vic's forehead, "What are we waiting for, this is a thug, unprecedented and dangerous Crazy. Wait, all of this, are you sure?"
"How do you think the nuclear power of the Washington aircraft carrier formation was destroyed?" Stryker laughed.
"I saw the Washington formation in the dock the day before yesterday! Stryker, don't try to lie to me!" Vic stared at Stryker and said fiercely.
"Look at it!" Stryker handed him a document with the top-secret imprint of a double-headed eagle, facing the screen with his hands behind his back and said: "The huge heat of the nuclear reaction destroyed the core of the aircraft carrier, and what is lying in the dock now is a A pile of scrap metal."
"Our pride, in the hands of X, is a nuclear bomb that can be detonated at any time! He can easily destroy all aircraft carrier formations. The Ministry of National Defense has issued strict requirements. All nuclear weapons are not allowed to face X."
"If that's the case, why didn't he destroy the Washington?" Vic questioned, in disbelief.
Stryker was silent for a while before he opened his mouth and said: "Professor X, that mutant bastard, proposed a possibility. He believes that X is promoting the peace between mutants and humans. He urges the world to face up to the power of mutants and Value, prompting mutants to reintegrate into human society."
"Is it promoted by destroying the earth? Is it promoted by killing?" Vic laughed wildly.
"Isn't war the biggest driving force for national integration? In the face of such a crisis, mutants and humans can only face it in unity and communicate with each other. The power of mutants makes the opposition tremble and those who support them cheer as heroes , His actions are highly possible." Stryker said indifferently.
"You mean, what we are facing is a saint in human history? Jesus?" Vic laughed loudly. He felt that there was nothing more ridiculous than this. He pointed to the battlefield on the screen and the flying Bullet, said: "Are you sure Jesus did this?"
"He is Satan. Without him, why do people expect heaven?" Stryker laughed and said, "Most of the soldiers were only injured. The soldiers you saw who actually died didn't have a high death rate."
"He is Satan to mutants, but I am not a lamb waiting for the gospel to come. The only value of those bastards is to lie on the test bench. The only end of those monsters will be destruction! So , find him, kill him! Whatever he wants to do?"
"So?" General Vic narrowed his eyes.
"So, let the professionals come, and let the hounds behind me show X some color." Stryker looked at the men in black behind him, and sneered: "Go! My weapons!"
In the city of Manhattan, there are beacon smoke everywhere, unburned fireworks, and black smoke. The once most prosperous and prosperous center of New York is dilapidated like a huge ruin. The once bustling crowd, the elite, now only a few wild dogs, carnival gangsters, having fun in this urban area.
A huge steel structure hovers in the center of Manhattan. These TV towers, steel frames, gather from all directions. On the original site of the Empire State Building, they are twisted into a huge steel throne. Standing on the peak, Chen Ang looks into the endless distance.
"It's finally here!" Chen Ang sighed.
The invisible gravitational force, like a huge spider web, stretches across the entire United States and continues to spread to other regions. All the qualities that can affect the gravitational force are reflected back by this large web, passing through Chen Ang, and stretching across the sky. Electromagnetic wave internet, connect.
Today, Chen Ang regards himself as the hub of the global network. Through the wireless network, he borrows the endless computing power of the global computer to monitor every trace of the world.
Chen Ang was quickly simulating Professor X's telepathic ability. He was studying and observing the world.
In the distance, Chen Ang could clearly sense that several human bodies with strange magnetic fields were approaching here, "Strike, don't let me down!"
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