American comics: Starting from the Dimensional Demon

S.H.I.E.L.D.

Unlike the President's joy, Nick Fury was extremely depressed right now.

He sat uneasily in his office chair, his heart pounding as if it would jump out.

He knew this feeling; every time this feeling of panic appeared, it meant that something big was about to happen.

And he could be 100% sure that this major event was related to the Umbrella Corporation.

He picked up the file on his desk again, which showed Albert Wesker's personal experiences, and he kept flipping through the file, carefully studying every sentence on it.

Time was running out, and he had to find Wesker's secret in the limited time he had!

[Emotional value from Nick Fury +1981]

......

Tata tata...

Watching several military helicopters fly past carrying the giant infant, the beautiful host of the New York Times immediately aimed the camera at them.

"This is the New York Times, I am the host Amy, we can now see that the military has quickly brought the giant infant under control and is taking him around in the sky over New York... circling?"

At the same time, the President was already dressed up and waiting. He stood on the lawn of the White House, surrounded by a large group of supporters and high-ranking officials. Flashes of light kept hitting his old face, making him overjoyed.

"Ahem..."

Raising his hand to loosen his collar, the President coughed pretentiously twice and said to the reporters.

"Tonight, let us make America great again..."

Boom—!

A huge white light suddenly illuminated the night sky, and the President couldn't even finish his sentence, as it was pitifully stuck in his throat.

"......"

He opened his mouth and stretched out his fingers, shivering and widening his eyes. The place where the white light was was so familiar, it seemed like a giant infant had just... flown over there?

F*ck, I curse your ancestors!

"Pfft—"

Spitting out a large mouthful of blood, the President's body went limp and he fell to the ground with a thud.

[Emotional value from the President +2000]

"Mr. President!"

A group of people rushed up in a panic, and most of the reporters silently turned their cameras to the area where the white light came from. Compared to the President vomiting blood, the sky was the most newsworthy!

Boom—

The white halo was dazzlingly bright, and the giant infant lazily stretched out his arms in the air. The ropes on his body were useless, and they snapped and fell to the ground in an instant.

The owner of those arms groped and grabbed the three grappling hooks on his body, and in the horrified eyes of the three military pilots, he pulled them inward fiercely.

"Oh No—" x3

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The three helicopters crashed into each other fiercely, exploding into three fireballs, and a huge amount of black smoke rolled upwards, obscuring the giant infant's face.

A strong sense of danger rushed into Tony's heart, and he didn't dare to stay where he was. He raised his hand and fired two palm repulsor blasts.

The blasts exploded on the giant infant's body, creating two bloody holes, but the next second, the flesh squirmed and recovered. His self-healing ability was amazing, and ordinary palm repulsor blasts were almost meaningless to him!

[Emotional value from Tony Stark +1977]

"Wah—"

A huge cry, the sound was so loud that everyone in New York looked here.

A violent shockwave spread out in a ring shape, and Tony cautiously retreated to a safe distance.

Peng!

The wreckage of the helicopter fell from the sky, emitting flames, and a pair of golden pupils slowly emerged from the rolling smoke.

Tony: "!"

Those eyes were entirely golden, and the inside seemed to be flowing with magma.

As these eyes were completely revealed, the land in the nearby area was rapidly shaking.

Buzz!

The streets were shaking, the trees were shaking, and the buildings were shaking...

With the giant infant as the center, the land within a hundred meters radius was successively shaking.

The windows of the nearby buildings shattered in the shaking, the tin roofs of the slums rolled and flew into the sky, the asphalt road cracked upwards with a snap, and the trash cans and vehicles on the roadside made a loud noise and lost their gravity...

Crackle!

The utility poles on the street exploded with electrified sparks, and a few thin trees swayed and were uprooted, carrying dirt and gravel from the ground, gathering around the giant infant's body along with the surrounding debris.

Inside S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury's expression changed drastically. He took out his phone and urgently contacted Coulson and others, asking them where they were.

"Director Fury, we will arrive in 15 minutes..."

The static of Coulson's voice came from the other end of the phone, Nick Fury hung up the phone and sat down with a groan.

He took out an old-fashioned pager, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't press it.

"Wait a little longer, now is not the time..."

......

Peng!

"Bastard!"

Inside the White House, the President jumped up from the ground with a yell, angrily smashing the teacup, showing no trace of just spitting blood.

"......"

The surrounding high-ranking officials looked at him silently.

F*ck, being stuck with such a president sometimes makes you feel powerless.

"Giant infant, giant infant, giant infant..."

The plan was about to succeed, but an accident happened. The President's face was livid, and he paced back and forth in the room, waving his hands.

"Gentlemen, our plan has failed, what should we do next?"

He stopped and looked coldly at everyone, especially the one who had come up with the bad idea before, he wanted to kill him.

What greatness?

Now it's all over, it's become a global joke!

F*ck!

"Mr. President, I suggest we kill it directly!"

Stepping forward, General Ross's proposal was very characteristic of him, he explained.

"Our understanding of the giant infant is too superficial. Killing it directly is the best choice, especially since we are currently unsure whether it will continue to maintain this state..."

General Ross's statement was reasonable and well-founded. The surrounding generals had no idea and nodded in agreement.

"......"

Worthless, can't you understand my heart?

The President felt very tired. Couldn't these guys see that he didn't want to kill it?

"Mr. President, please prioritize the overall situation. In the current situation, it is best for us to act decisively."

The flatterer saw it and stepped forward two steps, leaning close to the President's ear and persuading him.

President: "......"

So tired, the capable ones don't understand his thoughts, but the useless ones are quick to notice, is he a... foolish ruler?

Waving his hand speechlessly, the President could no longer see the future of America becoming great again. He struggled inwardly for a while and reluctantly ordered the attack.

Swoosh—

Three F22 fighter jets received the order and took off urgently from the airport. They appeared in the sky over New York and immediately launched an attack on the giant infant.

Three AIM-120D air-to-air missiles dragged long contrails, accurately hitting the giant infant's body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The flames of the explosion enveloped the upper half of the giant infant's body, and countless debris fell downwards with a crackling sound.

"Target has been hit, repeat, target has been hit!"

The pilot in the F22 fighter jet opened the communication and started talking to his superior at the ground headquarters.

"You don't need to save ammunition, just wipe this monster out for me!"

"Roger." x3

Whirr—

The three F22 fighter jets made a nimble turn in the air and charged towards the giant infant's direction again with a roar. The pilot's eyes were extremely calm, and his right thumb was already on the launch button.