The first genius of American comics

Chapter 56

"Dear New Yorkers, this is a quick report from CNN. I believe you already know about the wars taking place outside New York. That's right, it's a term we often hear on the news, and it's actually happening around us now."

"Just this morning, the National Guard, as well as two mobile armor regiments of the U.S. regular army, and hundreds of tanks and chariots surrounded New York, and their opponents were three green monsters."

"The battle was over in less than an hour. The monster won, and our army lost. The army that we allocate hundreds of billions of dollars a year to lose?"

"I don't know what everyone thinks. In short, I feel that I have been deceived. I have reason to suspect that all the taxes we pay have gone into the pockets of the relevant institutions. Otherwise, it is impossible for the army with so much money to spend three Can't even beat the monsters?"

At this time, a message came from the host's headset.

"New York citizens, I just received a very valuable piece of news. The three monsters that attacked New York this time were named Scourge Beasts. They were created by a mad scientist through biological genetic modification. And his So the attack on New York was because not long ago, the US military sent troops to attack his laboratory."

"And these three Scourge Beasts came out of that laboratory. That is to say, all the losses in New York today were caused by the military. I can only be incompetent and furious about this. This is a silent protest!"

"boom"

President Ellis threw the remote in his hand against the wall.

"What does Ross do? Thousands of tanks can't kill three Scourge Beasts? I'm going to send him to a military court!"

"What should I do now? That guy Ross is a waste, and now he is still injured. I must find someone to replace him now and go to the front line to command!"

All around the five-star generals, lieutenant generals, and major generals, some looked at the ceiling, some looked at the carpet under their feet, counting how many flowers were embroidered on the carpet, and one felt that the ventilation of the nose was not smooth, so he stretched out his left hand The little finger sticks into the nostril and digs randomly.

Ellis was so angry that his nose was crooked, and finally turned to look at the Secretary of Defense.

The latter knew that he could do nothing if he didn't say anything. After all, he was the first person responsible for the whole incident. Ross sent troops to attack the laboratory after asking him for instructions.

"Mr. President, judging from the battle in the morning, the Mobile Armor Unit is no match for Scourge Beasts at all. Moreover, the three Scourge Beasts have already entered New York City. Once heavy weapons are used, the whole of New York may be destroyed!"

"The use of weapons of mass destruction is absolutely not allowed. Do you want to bring down the US economy?"

New York is the economic center of the United States, and those bigwigs on Wall Street also live there. Everyone knows that the United States is a country ruled by capitalists and politicians.

In other words, the top capitalists can decide the presidential candidate.

And without these capitalists behind the politicians, they would not even be qualified to become presidential candidates, let alone be elected.

Therefore, Ellis will never allow New York to be destroyed, unless he does not want to be re-elected, and he may be assassinated afterwards.

"Do you have any other options?"

"There is one more, dispatching Osborn's Martian warriors."

"Oh? Can that work? Even the tanks were destroyed by Scourge Beasts. Those Martian suits are more powerful than tanks?"

Ellis is actually not very interested in high-tech gadgets like the Martian suit, and this time the matter of the umbrella was led by the Malik family, and it was brought about by some congressmen, and Ellis did not participate.

Although Osborne Industries, which has been replaced now, is also a big company, Ellis's ally is Stark Industries, and Stark Industries and Osborne Industries are considered competitors. Even with that, he is not optimistic about Osborne Industries. This industry.

"Mr. President, maybe it can be done. The reason why the tank can't beat the Scourge beast is because the tank is too bulky, and the armor of the tank is like paper in front of the Scourge beast, and it has no defensive effect at all."

"The Martian suit is different. Its function is mainly reflected in mobility, and it can also be equipped with some heavy weapons. In addition, the Scourge Beast has now entered the city, and the more compact and flexible Martian suit is definitely the best now. solution."

"Okay, let's do as you say, tell Norman Osborn that now is the time to test the performance of the product. If the power of the Martian suit does not meet expectations, all previous orders will be cancelled!"

After Norman Osborn received the order from the president, he immediately pulled out [-] Mars suits from the warehouse, and worked overtime to rush out [-] sets.

He had already sold 1000 units to the military before, adding up to 2000 Mars suits, all of which were equipped for the military to prepare for the second round of battle with the Scourge Beast.

On the other side of New York, people are definitely panicking at this time.

On the street, there were people fleeing by car everywhere, blocking the whole street.

Reporters from various TV stations and Internet media rushed to the street one after another, live broadcasting the scene like the end of the world in front of them.

Some courageous ones even tried to get close to the Scourge Beast.

It was the same female reporter from CNN before. At this time, she was leading her broadcasting team, nestling at the gate of the parking lot, on the roof of a high-rise apartment building more than 200 meters away from their parking lot, and the golden eagle natural disaster The beast was squatting there and preening its feathers.

"Friends in the audience, now we are only a few hundred meters away from the Golden Eagle Scourge Beast, and we can see it with the naked eye. I don't know if it can see us, I think it shouldn't have seen it, if it did, Then we may have become its prey."

The female reporter is a playful upper body, stretching her neck and looking up, while speaking in a low voice, creating a tense atmosphere.

Just when she was talking more and more energetically, preparing for a horror live broadcast, a sound of propeller turning came from the roof of the building where the parking lot was located.

A videographer was so courageous that he rushed out of the parking lot and pointed the camera at the roof of the building.

Soon, a black civilian helicopter appeared in the shot.

"Is this... the helicopter owned by the boss of Trump Tower? It's good to be rich. Now there is a traffic jam in the city. Even if you drive a tank, you can't get out, but they can walk from the sky."

As soon as the female reporter finished speaking, the Golden Eagle Scourge suddenly flapped its wings and flew up, breaking through the sound barrier in two seconds. The giant wings, over 30 meters long, split the helicopter in two like sharp knives.

"Bang~~"

The two halves of the helicopter hit the ground directly, turning into scrap iron. Naturally, none of the people inside could survive, and the crash site happened to be near the gate of the parking lot.

The group of female reporters was stunned, and then the cameraman pushed the female reporter, who immediately showed professionalism not afraid of death, stepped on her high heels, and rushed to the helicopter wreckage.

"Is it really the boss of Trump Tower?! My God, it seems that even if you have a plane, you can't escape."

Dark clouds covered the top, and the female reporters looked up. The Golden Eagle Scourge Beast had returned to the roof of the previous building, and even looked at them with green eyes, but did not launch an attack.

At this moment, the female reporter and a group of staff all had the same thought in their hearts.

"Should we all be taken as hostages?"

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(End of this chapter)