American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

"Sir, they've started moving."

Night had just fallen when the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents monitoring the city's various intersections discovered groups of unknown entities appearing en masse. Some werewolf soldiers, acting as living bloodhound detectors for vampires, picked up the distinct scent of vampires from a distance. Phil Coulson, upon receiving the report, immediately notified his director.

"Eager, aren't they. What are the numbers?" Nick Fury asked calmly.

"A lot. From what we can see, there are at least seven thousand vampires. All armed warriors," Phil Coulson's voice was strained.

An army of seven thousand armed ordinary people would warrant serious attention, let alone a force of seven thousand dark creatures who were like supermen compared to ordinary humans. The only good news was that these seven thousand vampires weren't together but were entering the city from all directions.

"Destinations?" Nick pressed.

"Approximately four thousand or more vampires are heading towards Hebron, while the rest are scattered, heading towards the residences of some council members," Phil reported based on the intelligence.

"Looks like they really resent me and Luke, or they're genuinely greedy for Hebron's biotechnology." Nick looked at his phone and glanced at Luke, who was also on a call nearby. "First, use ultraviolet weapons to eliminate them remotely as much as possible. Werewolf units on standby."

Hanging up his phone, Nick looked at Luke, who had also finished his call and was walking towards him. "How's the situation on your end?"

"The President gave me a passionate speech. The gist of it is that the government will fully support us and they are prepared to deal with everything." Luke shrugged. He wasn't worried about those big shots because he knew very well that at least half of the werewolf serum and specialized anti-vampire weapons he sold had ended up in the hands of those responsible for their security this time.

No one blamed Luke and Nick for the storm they had stirred up together.

Or rather, they were only the instigators of this storm. Those who were fanning the flames behind the scenes and actively causing this situation were precisely those so-called old seniors and big shots who craved the longevity serum.

"Aren't you worried at all?" Following Luke towards the temporarily built command center in Hebron, Nick looked at Luke, who didn't seem too alarmed despite learning that over four thousand elite vampires were converging on Hebron, and asked curiously.

"Bring soldiers to block, use earth to dam, Director Fury," Luke said calmly. "We have a high chance of winning right now, don't we?"

Nick stopped and gave Luke a serious look with his one good eye, nodded, and started walking forward again. "Yes, we have a high chance of winning right now. There's really no need to worry."

Luke rolled his eyes inwardly. He didn't know what the old guy was testing. Did he think he had some better cards up his sleeve?

He did have cards he hadn't revealed.

Luke's trump cards were never werewolf serum, wolf venom, ultraviolet weapons, or anything like that, but his old trade—mechanical engineering!

No one had ever heard of someone who played with mechanical technology being afraid of competing with others in terms of cannon fodder.

Looking at Hebron's current technological reserves, its intelligent technology was unique.

He had created and possessed a complete set of application data for mechanical intelligent production factories as early as his time in the dimensional world. If necessary, he could enter the unmanned automation stage at any time.

Mechanical soldiers, the Iron Titan series modified, removing the manned module, were intelligent mechanical soldiers that could be stuffed with more parts and weapons. He didn't even need to be too strict with product quality control. Treating them as disposable consumables was fine. Anyway, he wouldn't use any good materials or energy technology on these crudely made steel soldiers.

Hebron had at least eight factories in this city over the years, storing a large amount of various materials. In the last year or two, it had built a new energy supply system with Stark in this city. It could be said that energy supply nodes of Hebron would be everywhere in a while.

To put it bluntly, if it really came to a critical moment, Hebron's ability to mechanically swarm would be enough to scare everyone. If it was paired with Hebron's mechanical technology, and targeted adjustments and modifications were made in subsequent upgrades, you could say they were mechanical Zerg. It would definitely be an exaggeration in the early stages, but as long as Luke was still around and Hebron's industrial power was still there, it wasn't much different to imagine it in that direction.

The difference between the two was that one played with biological gene evolution, and the other played with mechanical technology upgrades.

Of course, Luke would definitely not easily expose this trump card. He wasn't in the mood to argue with a group of people for years over whether it was legal or not. Just knowing that this black charcoal head would probably toss and turn, unable to sleep, and consider putting him on the list of dangerous people and frantically trying to figure out how to deal with him.

This crisis was just a few thousand vampires with obvious weaknesses. Luke had thoroughly researched this creature inside and out. In Luke's eyes, the threat posed by these few thousand vampires was not as great as throwing over a few Hulk-like products like Abomination. If it really didn't work out in the end, and the front-line soldiers really couldn't hold on, then the wolf venom rain might not work, but Luke thought Nick wouldn't mind him having a werewolf serum rain at that time.

At that time, thousands of vampires, facing tens of thousands of werewolves, would only be drowned in the sea of werewolves no matter how unwilling they were. Inhalation-based transformation instead of injection, experimental data showed that it would cause more severe mental retardation, almost no reason, but the duration would be shorter. After a hunting carnival, it would probably only take ten hours at most. The only sequelae was that the cleanup would be more troublesome, and the economic losses might be greater.

…

Near the bridge connecting Brooklyn to Manhattan.

Several helicopters were hovering back and forth in a small area, dangling fiercely modified sun lamps. At the head of the bridge, there was also a dense array of modified sun lamps, emitting their light forward. Enshrouded in the light were groups of black-robed vampires. These lights contained a large amount of ultraviolet rays. Although they could not cause fatal damage under the isolation of the black robes on the vampires, they also caused a burning sting to some vampires.

"Kill them! Don't let them get close!" George Stacy shouted loudly. They were guarding a vital passage. The weapons provided by Hebron gave them powerful firepower, and the matching bullets made the effect achieved by this firepower satisfactory. At least under the unexpected circumstances, the vampires who had just made initial contact suffered a large number of casualties directly from the ultraviolet bullets spewing out of the machine guns.

Chief George still remembered the scene of those black-robed people convulsing on the ground after being hit by ultraviolet bullets, and then their bodies revealing blue light from under their skin, gradually turning into ashes. Only at this time did he really completely believe that there were really legendary creatures like vampires in this world.

The sudden large number of casualties also shocked the vampires behind. They didn't even expect that some ordinary humans on the opposite side could cause such great damage to the vampires without using silver weapons or silver bullets. This bullet weapon was even more lethal to the vampires than silver bullets!

At least silver bullets could still leave a complete corpse, but this thing was like direct exposure to the sun, turning into ashes. There was no need to clean up the battlefield after the war.

However, the vampires who could come here were all elites among the vampires, most of whom could use some dark magic, and a few could even switch between human and bat forms. They quickly responded. The vampires who could release dark magic stood at the front, constructing a dark energy barrier in front of their bodies with dark magic.

The bullets poured down on the barrier. Although the barrier rippled with black ripples, it still successfully blocked the barrage and prevented the casualties they brought to the vampires.

"It's our turn to play."

Agent Natasha Romanoff nimbly put a rocket launcher on her shoulder on the helicopter, then adjusted the angle and pulled the trigger at the vampire's phalanx below. Along with her were the agents on the ground.

The vampires who had just stabilized their formation were simply unlucky. The concentration of ultraviolet rays around them instantly exceeded the standard. At least dozens of vampires let out miserable screams. The vampires at the front acting as shields were not feeling well either, but they could mobilize dark energy to barely protect their bodies so that they would not be killed directly by the sudden attack before they could even struggle, like those unlucky people behind them.

Several leaders in the vampire group also noticed the helicopters in the sky. Under their instructions, a dozen vampires with a pair of fleshy wings growing out of their backs fluttered their wings and flew up, drawing a series of erratic traces in the night, and pounced on the low-flying helicopters.

One of the helicopters was targeted first by the vampires flying up because it was too close to the vampire phalanx. After a few dark magic spells, the helicopter's rotor suddenly broke, and the metal of the fuselage seemed to be severely corroded, with a strong pungent smell, rolling and smashing down. Unfortunately, it did not fall into the nearby river, but directly smashed into the ground, turning into a dazzling blaze.

"Clint." Natasha's red hair fluttered messily in the night wind. She began aiming at the fixed sniper position on the helicopter, targeting the vampire leaders she had discovered below who were giving orders. As for the approaching vampires, she believed her partner could solve them. He would not let these bats approach her and disturb her hunting.

"Leave it to me." Sure enough, a steady male voice quickly sounded in Natasha's communication.

The helicopter pilots also began to show their driving skills, raising the altitude and starting their skilled tactical maneuvers. Some bold ones even tested the casting distance and flight speed of these bats with their own bodies. After performing thrilling evasions in the testing process, they notified the other pilots of the information obtained from the test, and then constantly dangled these flying vampires in the sky at a safe distance.

While provoking their emotions and anger, they were also looking for opportunities to counterattack.

Each approach was met with a lift and retreat of the helicopter, and a silent arrow in the night.

The arrowheads were specially made ultraviolet arrows. After hitting the target, it would automatically activate the ultraviolet device, causing damage to the hit target from the inside.

In just ten minutes, when the vampires still alive in the sky finally woke up from the anger of being teased, they looked at each other in horror and found that of the dozen partners, only three of them were still alive! The archer in the dark was too terrible. Not only was he a hundred shots, a hundred hits, but the arrows could also explode suddenly, and the next arrow would definitely break through the energy barrier they had applied to themselves, causing them fatal damage.

The other red-haired woman was the same. The modified sniper rifle in her hand was also a high threat to them. There were also three unlucky people who died in her hands. The only best record they had achieved when they came up was to directly destroy the nearest helicopter by surprise.

The battle in the sky was not smooth, and the battle on the ground could not be said to be smooth either.

Although the vampires below successfully broke through the firepower blockade and forced those humans to the other side of the bridge, re-stationing and deploying, the vampires paid a considerable price for this. The vampires who had lived for hundreds of years couldn't figure it out. The humans who were easily abused and killed by them on the battlefield in the past could actually gain the upper hand with an advantage in the face of a considerable number of people!

The side with more casualties would actually be the vampires!

The proud vitality and self-healing ability of the vampires could not be exerted in this war at all! Those weapons, those bullets, as long as they were not defended against, would bring death! Under the special weapons of the humans on the opposite side, the vampires were as fragile as ordinary humans.

As for speed? What's the use of your speed in the face of the overwhelming firepower blockade on the opposite side? If it weren't for a few vampire bosses at the front acting as shields, the more than four thousand vampires who came here would not only have hundreds or nearly a thousand casualties, but more. Although this casualty was not unrelated to their initial underestimation of human weapons, and their overconfidence in their own vitality and self-healing ability.

They only knew that humans had recently developed a werewolf serum that could cause some damage to vampires. But they didn't know that humans had prepared such a big gift for them.

Thinking of the fact that the human werewolf army had not yet appeared, several vampire leaders had faintly felt something was wrong. But now it was probably impossible for them to retreat. Now they could only expect their allies in other battlefields to achieve victory, and then in turn affect their own battle situation.

…

"Well done, Chief George. You have successfully bought us time to block the encirclement, and now they can't run away." An old general patted George's shoulder as he retreated. "The rest is for my werewolf army to play."

"Tell those guys that those vampire leaders and the elite vampires in front are all high-quality materials! This kind of material is rare! It's a precious and rare material! Let them be careful, don't kill them all." The old general walked aside and picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand and said loudly. Following the old general's voice, there were dense wolf howls in the rear of the vampires and in the direction of the bridge in front of them.

"F*ck, how many werewolves did they create!" Hearing the approaching howls and feeling the ground tremble in the darkness, the blood clan leader in the blood clan formation was horrified by the dense shadows surrounding them from all directions. Their informants only told them that the government had about five thousand werewolves. Because werewolf potions are not cheap and require selective soldiers, at least half of this werewolf force would be protecting those important figures.

But now?

The sheer number of werewolves swarming towards them, even if you couldn't do math, made it clear that they were at least as numerous as the blood clan on their side!

...

"It seems that victory on this battlefield belongs to us." In Heberon's temporary command center, Nick saw the wave-like wolf pack and breathed a sigh of relief.