Marvel's Dragon Agent Runs Rampant

In the Office of the President of the White House of the United States, Trump Donald Trump, a coffin-faced man with a tall hook nose and three hairs on his head, looked unkindly at Masticov, a member of the Western York coalition standing upright in front of his desk.

"Mr. General Commander, it has been confirmed. It is Broken Blade."

Masticov said in a hoarse voice, twitching his nose and wiping it, looking very sad. He couldn't help but rejoice: Fortunately, he spent the night playing game with the new intern last night. It seems that catching a cold is beneficial. You don't need to act to know that this person is very sad.

"dong dong dong"

Donald Trump tapped his fingers on the table rapidly, his face uncertain, like a Sichuan Opera master.

"Is the situation so serious?"

"Yes, Mr. President."

“Isn’t there an emergency plan?”

"Broken Knife's final plan is for Cui Beikewei to personally detonate 20 hydrogen bombs."

"Are there any other plans?"

"50 Plane Eagles have carried 40 hydrogen missiles and are heading to the target airspace according to the supplementary plan."

"result"

"At least 1 million magic light coalition forces disappeared."

At the same time, the Western York Forward Base was reduced to ashes. Masticov added silently in his mind.

"Now what's your problem?"

After half a day, Donald Trump asked Masticov with a slanted face.

"Currently, there are 3 million robots, 1 million drones, 1000 million long-range heavy rocket launchers, and only 400 million troops. But according to the news from the forward base, the main force of the Magic Light Coalition is about 100 billion, and this has not been counted. Warcraft. The most important thing is that their Necromancers are too terrifying and can turn dead people into their fighting power. The number alone makes us powerless. With this little reinforcement, we can't come back like a big hamburger. We We need more people, more weapons, more superpowers and mutants. At least 100 billion people."

"Bah"

When Masticov said he wanted 100 billion superpowers and mutants, Donald Trump's eyes rolled back, his chair suddenly fell back, and he flipped over on the bed.

"Mr. President, Mr. President."

Masticov rushed forward in a hurry and hurriedly helped Teplantondna up. After a while, Teplantandondna sat back on the thick-backed chair.

"My God, tell me where I can find you 100 billion people."

Donald Trump glared at Masticov:

"Where are the 100 billion superpowers and mutants?"

“Fraternities, with Xavier School, plus… plus…”

With a bang, Donald Trump threw away the pen in his hand, stood up and stared, suspecting that he heard wrongly:

"Masti, say what you said again."

"There are 3000 million mutants in the Brotherhood and Xavier School combined."

Trumpland took a sip of coffee.

"I'm very interested in your proposal. The Brotherhood and Xavier School have been having too much trouble in the past few years. Let them go to Feilaizhou to calm down."

Donald Trump smiled ferociously:

"Thirty million people are fine. You can go find them yourself. As long as you complete the recruitment, you can pass some laws. You can figure out the rest by yourself. I still have a meeting. That's it."

Teplan Dondner couldn't wait to drive Mastikov away. He didn't want to see Masticov at all, and he would try to cause trouble for him. If he had so much time, he might as well study the body structure of the two newly arrived interns.

Two hours later, Professor Xavier of Xavier School was in the desk room.

"Professor, I briefly visited Xavier School and several branches from the air. I saw the talents in Xavier School and the strong strength of mutants."

"Commander Masti, you are too kind. Say what you have to say."

"I have a chance to let mutants come out openly. If the professor can support 3000 million mutants."

"I promise that the American Eagle Alliance will take the lead and unite with more than 40 countries in the Marvel world to pass the Mutant Act so that all mutants can live freely in every corner of the world without any hindrance."

As the commander of the coalition forces, he must be very confident when he said this, and he fell to the ground with a sound.

"real"

Professor

"anything else"

"Professor, please contact Max Eisenhardt, the Brotherhood's Wanzi King, and tell him that the Brotherhood needs 3000 million combat-effective mutants."

"When will Commander Masti's decree be announced?"

Professor He doesn't care how many countries participate, as long as the United States and the United Eagles can pass, it will be a victory.

"It will be announced when 6000 million mutants are in place."

"Give me the bill. I need to discuss it with my companions."

"no problem."

Masticov took out a document bag from his briefcase and handed it to Professor X, Charles Francis Xavier.

With trembling hands, Professor Very gently, he pulled out a few thin pages of paper and read each word carefully, lest he miss every word. He was so engrossed that Masticov didn't even notice when he left the office.

The auditorium of Xavier School, which can accommodate 7000 people, was full of people at this time, and the people inside were divided into two camps. Two-thirds are the various directors of Xavier School. There are about 7 people in total, and they are all mutants at the lowest level 3000. They formed a fan shape around the more than Brotherhood mutants and glared at them. All kinds of obscene words were spewed out of his mouth:

"Sabre-toothed tiger, your cousin's son, you dare to show up here. Today, I, Shan Ying, will make sure that you shout to the sky and the sky, and the earth and the earth will not respond."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, what kind of bird did I think it was? It's rumbling here. It turns out to be my always-defeated bird. It dares to appear in front of me. It seems that the taste of the white bird last time was good. I must have a Desa soon. Burn the bird.”

"Hahahahahaha, Desa roasted bird."

"Red-haired pig, you laugh so hard, I will treat you to some cold red pig slices later."

..............

The auditorium of Xavier School was noisy, with shouts of beating and killing, but the thunder was loud and the rain was light, so no one took action at all. But tens of thousands of miles away, the Xiyo Advance Underground Steel Foundation in the Desala Forest of Feilaizhou was a chaotic scene.

The emerald-green Desara Forest was in ruins, with magic, ammunition, and robots making holes after the explosion, one in the east and one in the west. Densely packed, Delelanson Locke first used goblins, necromancers and orc cannon fodder to consume the ammunition of the West York coalition forces, drawing out their heavy firepower, and then concentrated the fire to destroy the heavy weapons. After gaining air superiority, he surrounded the West York and advanced base. , bombarded indiscriminately.

De Lai's mediocre fighting style defeated the poorly prepared West York Forward Base, and now he could only hold on to a place two kilometers in front of the West York Forward Base. In addition, when it comes to breaking out, whether we can hold on or not depends on others' consent.

Cui Beikewei saw that the matter was irreversible and launched the final plan.

"let's start"

Predict what will happen next, and listen to the analysis next time.