In the damp and dim sewer, a sturdy tiger man shook his furry ears. His tiger nature made him somewhat uncomfortable with this damp and cold environment.
The eyes of a top hunter make everything in the sewer visible in detail.
He held an exaggeratedly large heavy sword in his claws and walked in front. With his thick skin and flesh, he could block the enemy's attack immediately and launch a counterattack at any time.
"The smell is getting clearer. There are nine different scents of lizardmen in total. They are scattered over an area of about two square kilometers. The nearest lizardman is two kilometers away from us."
The werewolf said as he sniffed the air.
"Be prepared to engage the enemy at any time!"
Eclipse slowly swung his long tail and slid through the water. Only his head and back were exposed, making it extremely difficult to spot him even with his excellent night vision.
"Be vigilant, the smell can be deceiving, they may not be there."
The news program of the lizardmen detailed the original resumes of these people. They were all experienced Navy SEALs who had carried out dozens of extremely dangerous missions in Iraq, Afghanistan and South America. However, they were just a group of former killers and were definitely at a disadvantage in terms of combat literacy.
He didn't believe that these former Navy SEALs hadn't prepared for the attack. So they kept the highest alert. Kakarot was among them, and Eclipse had to ensure her absolute safety.
Kakarot used the Air Dance Technique to float in the air. Because she was not strong enough, she could not sense the air from a distance. She was eager to try because the next battle could be her first real battle.
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Colonel Johnson sat on the ground, staring at the monitoring screen. His lizardmen set up night vision monitoring systems around the area as quickly as possible, waiting for those fat-headed generals to send their men in to die.
Unfortunately, the US military was far more cautious than he expected. They only sent down a batch of drones and reconnaissance robots to try to determine the range of the Lizard People's activities.
Colonel Johnson snorted coldly and crushed the drone in his hand. These gadgets could not only not be hidden from the night vision monitoring system, but also from the sharp vision and hearing of the lizardmen. He could guess the thoughts of those idiots with his eyes closed. It was nothing more than narrowing their range of activities and then directly releasing poison gas or anesthetic gas.
"A bunch of cowardly rats."
Colonel Johnson said with contempt that if they wanted to release poison gas or anesthetic gas, they must evacuate the civilians on the ground. He left a lizard man lurking in the city, and such a big commotion could not be hidden from him.
"How are those two women now?"
He asked one of his men.
"They were very honest. They didn't do anything tricky. They didn't try to contact the ground. But I don't know if they were actually making the serum or were just playing dirty."
This former lizard man was proficient in battlefield first aid and had a basic understanding of chemistry, but unfortunately he knew nothing about genomics and was unable to judge the significance of the operation.
Colonel Johnson narrowed his cold eyes, and a wave of irritation rose in his heart. He hated the feeling of being out of control. He stood up and walked to the side of the makeshift laboratory.
Tessa Eagle and Gwen Stacy were operating the stolen gene editing device. The stolen small server was running some program, and a waterfall of data was flashing by quickly.
The low pressure from Colonel Johnson made them tremble in their hearts.
"What happened to my potion?"
He put his ugly lizard face in front of the two people and looked at them with malicious eyes.
"We have debugged the gene editing device and will soon be able to produce serum."
Tessa Eagle held the pipette in her hand nervously.
"Don't play tricks on me. I know who you are, Gwen Stacy. Your father is very brave. I like the way he behaves when he faces me. However, if I find out that you are playing tricks on me, I will tear off your father's head and bring it to you."
Colonel Johnson opened his hands, his sharp claws bent, and the muscles on his face moved.
"Ouch..."
Gwen Stacy covered her mouth in fear, her eyes were open and her eyes were red. No matter how strong she was, she was still a high school girl. Colonel Johnson's threat almost made her collapse.
She knew that Colonel Johnson's threats were not just talk. Lizardmen had an overwhelming advantage over humans, and if they really wanted to kill George Stacy, her father would definitely be in great danger.
"As for you, Tessa Yeager, I know who your father is. He followed a Bolivian named Clark Kent to short the Osborn Group and made a fortune. The information you provided is crucial. Although Texas is far away, it will be easier for me to kill your father and Clark Kent."
Colonel Johnson grabbed Tessa's neck with his claws, and casually showed how much information he had about Tessa. But Tessa's behavior was a little strange. She didn't seem to be afraid at all, and didn't seem to worry about the safety of her father, Cade Eagle.
He murmured a little, wondering if the relationship between father and daughter was very bad.
"I have absolutely no need to play tricks on you. If you really think I'm lying to you, then go ahead and kill him. Don't make things difficult for Gwen."
Tessa struggled to maintain her facial muscles and put on a fearless expression. She hoped that Colonel Johnson would go to the farm to cause trouble, and it would be best if he ran into Broly.
Colonel Johnson withdrew his hand with some boredom. What an unfilial daughter! He felt a little sad in his heart. No wonder she ran away to New York to study.
"Anyway, I want to see the lizard serum. Without the lizard serum, George Stacy will die."
He turned around and left the laboratory, and a lizard man suddenly came up to him with a serious face.
"Sir, something has entered the sewer and is approaching us!"
"Things, what are they?"
Colonel Johnson asked back with some dissatisfaction. As an experienced commander, what he hated most was his subordinates' inability to report the battlefield situation accurately and concisely.
"Orcs... Orcs, a group of orcs are invading the cordon we have set up."
"Orcs?"
Colonel Johnson was startled. He jumped up and ran dozens of meters along the wall like a big lizard and landed in front of the surveillance video.
I saw a very strange team moving forward in the sewer. They had heads of various animals and were strong. There was even a young girl floating in the air. It was as if a race from a fantasy novel had traveled to Earth.
"What the hell is this?"