On the way to the air force base, Mike and his team were making final preparations in the plane.
In order to facilitate cooperation, everyone briefly introduced their abilities.
Later, Mike briefly summarized it.
Namely, tank Logan, shooter Scott, mage Remy, support Ant-Man, and jungler Mike.
"This red dart, you activate it and throw it at the rocket, and then you figure it out."
Hank Pym handed three small darts to Mike. Hank Pym had already introduced the functions of these things to him.
Mike put them in his dimensional pocket, turned around and saw Nick Fury holding a bucket of biscuits and eating happily, his eyes lit up.
"I used this."
With that said, with an expression that was too angry to speak, Nick Fury poured the other party's biscuits on the table and put away the iron bucket containing the biscuits.
Nick Fury looked at this scene with envy.
This ability is really convenient.
But looking at the bear biscuits on the table, I felt distressed.
“Can’t bear to part with a Cracker Barrel?”
Mike looked at Nick Fury with contempt.
Nick Fury curled his lips and gathered all the bear cookies in front of him.
Looking at this scene, the corners of Mike's eyes twitched.
Compared with the future bald director, there is still a big gap between this Nick Fury.
Although his mind is still sharp, it is not sinister enough, and he often behaves childishly.
Maybe this is his nature.
Imagine that he is just a third-level agent now, and the things he carries are simply not comparable to what he will be able to do many years later.
The day when he becomes bald and when he is burdened with a lot of secrets, it will be up to him if he doesn't become a person like the future director.
Therefore, it is quite interesting to occasionally bully Nick Fury, who is still a level 3 agent and a rookie.
Their primary target is the rocket carrying the virus, followed by the Black Emperor.
After the rocket is launched, it is solved by Mike.
As for the Black Emperor, he must not be let go this time, otherwise the virus will happen again.
Next time, they won't be so lucky to know where the virus was released.
And if you want to keep the Black Emperor, you must get rid of the Red Devil.
"Red Devil..."
Everyone groaned.
"Let me do it."
Mike groaned and accepted this difficult task.
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
They are still very relieved about Mike.
"What about him?"
Remy LeBeau pointed at Nick Fury.
Mike sneered and said, "How about making him a suicide bomb?"
Hank Pym said with a serious expression: "That's a good idea."
Scott and Logan also had smiles on their faces.
Nick Fury: "..."
…
Just as Mike and the others were flying to the base, Charles and Eric were anxiously waiting for today's dinner.
These meals left a deep impression on them.
"I will never say the school food is terrible again."
Eric lay weakly on the table.
Charles looked at the kitchen carefully and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no suspicious gas came out of the kitchen.
After a while, Clark came out with a smile and dinner.
Seeing the smile on Clark's face, the two of them shuddered.
But after taking the first bite of the meal, they found that they were shivering early.
The sweet and sour pork ribs are too sour and the meat is hard and dry...
Looking at the expressions of the two of them, Clark was also a little helpless.
Every time his father cooks, he always talks about how much a little is and how many minutes a little is.
So, he can only add a little, then a little more, cook for a while, cook for a while...
Finally, the smell that appeared made him feel uncomfortable.
But the food cannot be wasted. It would be too painful for him to eat alone, so he can only bear the pain together.
Who makes us all brothers!
Yes, brother!
Clark thought of this and instantly felt at ease.
After finishing dinner with difficulty, Clark cleared the dishes. Charles and Eric felt lucky to be lucky enough to survive today. They turned on the TV and randomly changed TV programs.
"Eh? Fire a rocket!"
Eric's eyes lit up and he hurriedly called Charles to come and see him.
Charles was eating a milk candy and stuffed one into Eric's mouth to relieve the sour taste in his mouth.
Charles watched the introduction on the TV and was surprised when he heard that the rocket was more than forty meters long. He asked Eric: "Can you control such a big rocket?"
Eric shook hands, shook his head and said, "No, it's too big. I feel like I'm still a little short."
"Worse? What's worse?"
Clark came out, sat next to Charles, and said, "Give me a candy."
"there is none left!"
Charles shook his head.
Clark glanced around, controlled his gaze through Charles' clothes, and after seeing the candy in his pocket, he took it out, shook it in front of Charles' eyes, tore open the package and threw it into his mouth.
Charles:…
Nothing can be hidden from the other person's eyes.
Charles turned to look at Clark and said, "Can you lift that rocket?"
"I don't know, I haven't tried it."
Clark shook his head, but he thought it was okay...
"The rocket will launch in two minutes."
Eric exclaimed.
At this moment, the screen switched, and a strange figure suddenly appeared on the TV screen.
The man was standing in the command center, looking at the camera with a smile. Behind him was the dusty and messy battlefield.
"Who is he? The person who launched the rocket?"
Charles asked curiously.
Clark frowned and said, "It doesn't look like it."
At this moment, the man said: "I am the Black Emperor, Sebastian Xiao. The person who will create a new world. Please remember this name. No matter you survive to complete the transformation and become mutants, , or they were destroyed along with the old world."
Having said this, the Black Emperor's face was unconsciously filled with fanaticism, and he pointed at the rocket waiting to be ignited and said: "When it rises to the sky, God's glory will spread throughout the world, and God's choice will be start."
And he will become a god.
"Life or death, pray!"
Listening to Black Emperor's words that sounded like a cult pyramid scheme, some people looked sarcastic, some looked confused, but most of them were filled with fear.
And in the Oval Office of the White House…
"Damn it, stop launching!"
the president shouted angrily.
His originally smiling face had become extremely ugly when he saw the Black Emperor.
The vice president said with a pale face: "The command center has lost contact!"
"Then destroy it!"
"We can't do it." The vice president said anxiously: "Many of our people have been controlled. They have controlled the launch pad with the Black Emperor's men, and the equipment in the entire base has been controlled by a mutant. It has just been reported that Here comes the final news.”
Upon hearing this, the president opened his mouth and fell down on his chair in horror.
But before they could react more and come up with a solution, the Black Emperor started counting down.
"Three, two, one!"
Following the Black Emperor's voice, the rocket began to ignite, spitting out bright and dazzling firelight. After breaking free from the ground, it slowly rose into the sky under the gaze of pairs of eyes.