the end of the heavens

The fire suppression of naval guns and missiles has weakened visibly to the naked eye, and the aircraft carrier battle group has obtained permission to withdraw from the battlefield, and is slowly withdrawing to the deep sea position under the cover of aircraft.

Second to the price, the key is that the strategic significance cannot be compensated. If the news of the destruction of the aircraft carrier battle group spreads, the price difference of the depreciated US dollar is enough to rebuild several battleship groups of equal quantity.

This is a business, a money-losing business with hundreds of millions of profits, no one will do it!

Fortunately, the problem is not big. There are so many mushrooms in stock that I feel flustered, so I just took this opportunity to process a batch.

The air force base on the coast continued to fire, and under the cover of the wingman, the warhead was right in the middle of the entrance of the space passage, and a strong white light shot up into the sky, interrupting the continuous stream of demon-like troops.

The rust island fell apart again, sublimated and disappeared under high temperature and heat.

Both sides are the type of top iron, and they began to compete for inventory. Is it because the Meidi family has more mushrooms, or the Apocalypse has more cannon fodder.

If Russell had the choice, it must be that Apocalypse has more monsters. They play space invasion, and the mushrooms around the world are smashed, and the monsters killed are just a drop in the bucket, not even a fraction.

But the U.S. military does not think so, or it is a kind of persistence. Since the birth of human civilization, nuclear bombs have been the most destructive weapons. If you take the initiative to admit that the ultimate weapon cannot destroy the enemy, the next battle will be useless .

The demons tirelessly attacked the blockade, and the area of ​​the rusted island was getting bigger and bigger. Looking down from a high altitude, one could see a reddish-brown island comparable to the size of Gotham City.

This is a very exaggerated number, because Gotham City is close to thousands of square kilometers, and another problem has been pushed to the table of the US emperor. Demons can be destroyed by planting mushrooms. How to deal with this cancerous island that pollutes the earth.

If we don’t come up with a countermeasure, and wait for the islands to spread to the coastline and land on the mainland from the east coast, no matter how the battle is won, it will be a serious blow to the US imperialism. It is not an exaggeration to say that it will break the spine.

What, you said the territory has expanded?

How can there be such a good thing, the brain hole is as big as the emperor of the United States, and he dare not have such a beautiful dream.

Facts proved that they were right. The islands spreading madly to the surroundings suddenly stopped spreading, an invisible vibration wave trembled slightly, and row upon row of spiers were erected on the islands.

It's not the wizard's tower in the fantasy story, nor is it a bare stone thorn, but a black tower with a strong sci-fi style. The red light like a furnace core is lit up, and the tower emits white light straight into the sky.

buzzing————

Countless monsters surged out of the white light, the barracks of the explosive troops expanded, and the US emperor's mushroom planting tactics were instantly broken, and the situation was out of control.

After all the towers were erected, the islands continued to spread, and it was only now that official scientists confirmed that this spread was plundering resources.

While the aliens plundered the earth's resources, they increased their troops explosively. The moment the space gate opened, the invasion could no longer be stopped.

Boom! !

The waves rolled, and the vast sea set off huge waves in an instant. The hurricane hit violently, the sea water rolled back, storms, tsunamis, and whirlpools came one after another, and the island was completely submerged by a wave of mindless horizontal push.

The incalculable number of monsters could not escape the natural disaster, and they were made into small pancakes by the hundreds of millions of tons of seawater falling from the sky, and they were submerged under the ocean along with the islands.

In the boiling ocean, there is a zone of calm waves. In addition to Russell and Arthur, Superman Clark has also arrived.

Playing heads-up, Clark is not afraid of anyone, but he can only stare blankly in the face of a scalp-numbing number of demons.

Because the efficiency of killing the enemy was too slow, far inferior to the number of monsters swarming out, he could only cover Russell and Arthur's big moves.

"Ahhh-"

Arthur held up the sacred trident and set off a tsunami [-] meters high.

In the next second, a kilometer-high tsunami caught up from behind, and Biu trampled to death the younger brother who was blocking the way, crushing the monster, and killing him with impact and pressure.

"..."

Arthur silently put down the trident, and his life fell into confusion. What is he doing here?

Clark patted Arthur on the shoulder, and sent an encouraging yet warm smile, "Arthur, you are already very good, really!"

"..."

Arthur didn't know what to say, and the corner of his mouth curled up into a forced smile.

"Arthur, don't just stand there in a daze, hurry up and help!"

Russell urged, "The power of the mother box is constantly distorting the ocean environment, the towers are increasing, and the number of monsters will only increase. I need your power."

Pull it down, I'll do my best, it's not as loud as your fart!

Arthur cursed in his heart, took a deep breath, and rolled up the waves again. It was not his turn to attack, so he could only add fuel to the flames.

Whoosh! !

A flash of red lightning cut through the waves and approached. It was Barry the Flash. He dropped the surfboard behind his back and jumped to stand on the sea.

"Barry, I'm afraid there is no room for you here." Clark shrugged.

"No, I have an important piece of information. I know how to close the 'Booming Channel'."

"Boom channel?"

Russell turned around in surprise, "Barry, where did you get the information from?"

"Actually, it's not me, but..."

Barry scratched his head, giving full play to his strongest advantage, and said quickly, "Before Batman contacted me and asked me to get the mother box of Central City, because... blah blah... 哔哩哔哩...so I Bringing in an important person, Victor can connect to the mother box and turn off the boom channel."

Russell's eyes lit up, and he knew that Barry was referring to Victor Stone, who was 'steel bone', because the explosion of the mother box was affected, and he became a half-human, half-mechanical cyborg.

Victor is the person on earth who knows the mother box best. If it is him, it is really possible to close the space channel.

"Where is he?"

"coming!"

Barry stretched out his hand and pointed behind him, only to see a silver-gray figure rushing towards him under the acceleration of the thruster in the far sky.

"Everyone, I'm Victor Stone!"

Victor has not yet received the nickname of "Steel Bones". He woke up from the laboratory less than 12 hours ago. Therefore, the mood is extremely negative, with a look of bitterness and hatred.

"Victor, I can see that you are in a bad mood now, but time is tight, so I won't say more. If you need it, wait until the war is over, and I will recommend a psychiatrist to you."

The psychiatrist Russell mentioned was Bruce. This bat is good at physical therapy to treat mental illness and is highly respected by fans. Victor is also mentally depressed, and he can get it done in minutes.

It can't be cured... let's talk about it!

"Yes, I'm here to contribute my strength." Victor nodded without hesitation.

"Okay, let me make a simple plan next..."

The first cooperation, everyone is not familiar with each other's routines, the plan is naturally simple and rough, Russell said, "Clark, you are responsible for protecting Victor. When he closes the space channel, don't let anyone disturb him."

"no problem!"