Superman

There was a chill behind the White Queen, as if seeing the doomsday scene of the earth breaking apart, the volcano erupting, and the tsunami engulfing the city.

"I'm not feeling well."

She shrank her neck, trying to stay away from Sebastian.

Watching the White Queen leave in a hurry, the Black King of the Hellfire Club shook his head and said softly, "What a pity."

Chapter 129? Moses Divides the Sea, the God of the World

It's been a rough day.

The president in the Oval Office is sitting on pins and needles.

The chief of staff advised him to hide in the underground air-raid shelter to avoid the worst outcome, and it was too late to escape.

"Your Excellency, we cannot place all our hopes on Major General Carville."

He said so.

"Then what else can I do? Should I ask for help from the British, or the red brown bear in Siberia? This is not World War III, and there are no allies. They will just wait quietly while talking perfunctory diplomatic rhetoric." Let the United States collapse and fall!"

The president took off his glasses and rubbed the red bridge of his nose.

At this moment, he even wanted to imitate the Führer who died, and scolded "Mage Falk".

"I can only believe in Superman and create a miracle again! At least Boston and Philadelphia have not fallen, and millions of citizens in New York are also waiting for news of victory."

Mr. President's voice was exhausted, and he said seriously: "At this time, if it is reported that the President has left the White House and hid in an underground air-raid shelter, what should the people in New York think? People may not notice the fleeing soldiers, But I will definitely spurn the fleeing general!"

The chief of staff had nothing to say and could only continue to remain silent.

Since the two atomic bombs were dropped and detonated, not only the psychological shadow of the neon island country has been serious, but the Soviet Union has also actively developed the nuclear industry.

There is no ambiguity on the Bald Eagle side. The military has long established a secret force composed of helicopter pilots and ground crews at the Olmsted Air Force Base in Pennsylvania.

They are on standby at any time and are responsible for the important task of rescuing the president and cabinet members after the mainland is hit by a nuclear attack.

As long as the White House sends a signal for emergency rescue, this force will arrive as quickly as possible, and then escort the president to the underground air-raid shelter on Mount Weather.

"God bless!"

Mr. President looked out the window, and there was no one on the emerald green lawn.

The air defense siren has already sounded, reminding ordinary people in Washington, DC not to go out.

All this seems to make people return to World War II!

"Maybe worse than World War."

Mr. President smiled wryly.

At least World War II did not really affect the home base camp of the United States, it was all fought on other people's territory.

But now, the army of Atlantis may soon appear in Washington, DC.

The time passed slowly by one minute and one second, and the sound of the minute and second hands moving in the room was exceptionally clear.

The chief of staff sat back on the sofa with a tragic expression on his face, as if he was about to sacrifice his life for the country.

Jingle Bell!Jingle Bell!

The phone placed on the big desk suddenly beeped sharply.

Mr. President's arm propped on the table visibly trembled.

He took a deep breath and picked up the vibrating microphone.

The chief of staff carefully observed the president's expression, expecting to see a glimmer of victory on the wrinkled and tired face.

The voice on the other end of the phone spoke so urgently and quickly that he couldn't hear the specific content clearly.

"Secretary Nimitz."

The president's face was calm, and he said with emphasis: "Please help me convey my sincere thanks to Major General Carville. He once again ended a war! He is a national hero!"

It was a short sentence that contained extremely strong emotions.

After putting down the microphone, the president put his hands on the table.

His chest heaved and his breathing was heavy.

After waiting for several minutes, the president calmed down his excitement, raised his head again, and said forcefully: "Hold a press conference and tell the people waiting for the news that we have won!"

The chief of staff froze for a moment, making sure he had heard correctly, he waved his arms vigorously and let out a gaffe of cheers.

"I'll do it right away! Your Excellency, which direction should the speech be written? Should it emphasize the country's leadership decisions, the effective cooperation of the military, or Major General Carville?"

After sorting out his emotions for a few minutes, the chief of staff asked hesitantly.

If the achievements of Major General Carville are highlighted, then there must be rewards.

How long after the end of World War II, was he promoted to general?

Such a promotion speed is simply unbelievable!

"Of course, tell the people truthfully that Superman once again stopped this war and brought peace to everyone."

Mr. President thought for a moment and gave the answer.

During my tenure, it was always right to have a good relationship with that major general.

As for how to prevent Superman from being too powerful, leave it to the next person in power.

"By the way, remember to contact Major General Carville, and he will be the representative for the negotiation meeting in two hours."

Mr. President exhorted.

Young people like to show off.

Believe that Superman is no exception.

The task of negotiating with Atlantis is fully entrusted to that major general and S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Landworld has agreed to negotiate, and the location is set on Liberty Island in the Hudson River."

Namor pressed the seat with both hands, helplessly accepting the cruel reality of defeat in the war.

News came from the royal city of Posedonia that an explosion occurred in the trench above, burying one-third of the slum area outside the protective shield.

To make matters worse, the land people have even more powerful weapons, which they are preparing to release.

Unless Namor leads the army and immediately returns to the city to protect the crystal, he is likely to become a subjugated king.

Then it leads to a new headache, that is, Superman may be waiting in the Atlantic Ocean, waiting for himself to be sent to his door.

After thinking twice, Namor could only agree to the option of negotiation.

In any case, this war cannot be pushed forward for the time being.

He can only go back to the city to replenish his equipment and physical strength, and then consider issues such as protecting the crystal and flattening the opponent's line.

"Damn bastard! Why is a mere land person so strong!?"

Namor cursed secretly.

The thought of seeing Superman later made his chest ache.

He originally decided to let the legion leader of the hammerhead shark tribe do it for him, but unfortunately the other party's weight is not enough, and he may fall into a disadvantage during the negotiation.

Mr. Xiao, who is a suitable candidate, said that when he was doing multiplayer sports at night and challenged the limit, he accidentally twisted his waist for a while, and it was difficult for him to take up the job.

"Fortunately, there is a continental shelf oscillator. This is a bargaining chip to get the golden trident back, otherwise the king's seat will not be secure."

Namor made up his mind and cheered himself up.

After the last miserable failure, Superman left a deep and large area of ​​shadow in his heart.

Awaken the innate abilities of mutants, plus the royal blood of Atlantis.

Under the double strengthening, Namor has almost never encountered an opponent, maintaining a rare winning streak.

until i met superman

Miserably hanged and beaten!

The winning streak is over!

A fork through the chest!

Get away with it!

Originally sitting on the throne, the life of the pinnacle who ruled the four oceans took a sudden turn for the worse, becoming a complete tragedy.

"Let the head of the legion bring enough soldiers! We are just negotiating with the land people, not surrendering! We must let the other party see the strength of Atlantis!"

Namor said in a low voice.

The clerk in the chamber nodded yes.

Silently swearing in his heart, the rear base camp was almost taken away, isn't this surrender?

Two hours later, Hudson River, Liberty Island.

A huge ship like a sea dragon is docked on Liberty Island, which is the exclusive flagship of the King of Atlantis.

The hammerhead shark army is strong and strong, and the royal guard is menacing, guarding Namor wearing the crown, as if they are the winners.

On the other hand, on the U.S. side, there are only the Atlantic Fleet lined up in a row back to the mainland, and a group of shocked senior officials of the Navy Department.

Where have they seen such a big scene!

The blue-skinned Atlantean rode a ferocious four-legged sea beast, exuding a ferocious aura.

The huge ship, as strong as a fortress, casts a shadow silhouette that blocks the sun, like a sleeping sea dragon.

"Where's Major General Carville? Isn't he here yet?"

Nimitz of the Admiralty asked quietly.

At this moment, only Superman can hold the field!

"Probably still on the way."

Another general replied.

"Land people, the great Lord of the Seven Seas, the ruler of the four oceans, and the king of Atlantis ask you, who is the negotiator of the land world?"

The head of the shark head army asked in a blunt tone.

The senior officials of the Ministry of the Navy looked at me and I looked at you, expressing that they did not know how to answer.

"Negotiators are"

Nimitz stood up, and was interrupted by a sound of restlessness before he could finish speaking.

Following the exclamation of the crowd, he looked in the direction of New York Bay.

A figure appeared!

It's Superman!

"Major General Carville This is"

Nimitz was a little puzzled.

He saw the young major general, holding a golden trident, stepping on the river.

Whoa!

The water is rippling!

Like an invisible force, the surging Hudson River was forcibly separated.

A straight passage suddenly appeared!

The brilliant sunlight cast down, covering Luke's body like a layer of golden light.

In addition to this scene, it is like a perfect reappearance of the biblical story, making him seem like a god who descended to the world!

Selling miserably.

The intern social animal was dragged to the team building and got drunk.

Facts have proved that even if you don't know how to drink, you have to pretend to be able to drink, otherwise others will pour you hard.