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Bruce opened the shield and poked his head out of the cabin.

"Hey, if the plane is unusable, just stay inside and don't cause me any trouble." The first batch of planes had been completely destroyed, and Hal summoned another batch in a blink of an eye.

But the energy of the ring is limited, and it is not worthwhile to spend it on those fancy attacks, so he simply let these fly directly into the fleet and explode.

"Don't think that saving you is forgiven you, there is still a score to settle between us."

But I don't need anyone's forgiveness, and I don't want one, Bruce thought.

He ignored Hal, took a look at the situation, took out a strange thing like a silver-white gun from the dark cabin under the bat machine, and fired a shot into the sky. When it exploded, the moisture in the air condensed rapidly, and the surface of the machine cluster was covered with a layer of ice at an extremely fast speed, and the reaction speed slowed down visibly with the naked eye.

However, there are some side effects. For example, the guy who was holding the plane took a breath and shivered, "Hiss, it's so cold."

Clark landed next to the plane, and remotely bombarded an alien fighter that was attacking here with his heat vision, "What is this?"

To him, the temperature had no effect, and even made him a little friendly, as if returning to the Fortress of Solitude.

"A masterpiece of a mental patient who delusionally preserves eternal beauty by freezing the world." Bruce closed the cabin to isolate the cold air from the outside, "One of my collections."

A figure streaked across the northern sky, beautiful Amazon warriors joined the battlefield, a golden rope strangled the nose of a plane, and then swung a standard circle in mid-air like a hammer ball, throwing away all the enemies in the way. All the planes were knocked out.

The dense light shot at her, she took a step back to avoid the first part, then raised her arm and moved sideways repeatedly on the spot, all of the light hit the bracelet on her wrist, and the bracelet did not know what it was No matter what material it is made of, there is no damage at all.

"I can't lose to the beautiful lady." Hal swooped down, put the bat machine on the ground and then flew up with a whoosh sound, his hands clenched into fists, and the green light covered his fists, forming two basin-sized basins. At the muzzle, the green shells "da da da da" kept shooting into the sky.

"Hey, Bat." The red shadow stopped beside Bruce and patted him on the shoulder from behind, "Don't look here, it's dangerous."

While speaking, a crashed plane slammed down in their direction, and the two quickly avoided.

Barry ran back again, exaggeratedly wiping away the sweat that wasn't there.

"Look, I'll tell you."

Although there are a large number of enemies, the heroes here can't stand it. Gradually, the fighter group began to thin out. With Clark throwing the last fighter on the mountain wall, the battle was announced. Finish.

"Are you okay?" Clark quickly lowered down, pulling Bruce to look left and right, wondering if he was cheating with X-sight again.

Bruce is not used to this kind of intimate behavior, subconsciously dodged to the side, but a certain alien rescue dog did not have the consciousness of being rejected, and followed him firmly.

Bruce had no choice but to find something else for him to do before others noticed something was wrong, "Help me fix the plane."

"...I don't know how to repair airplanes." Clark said hesitantly.

"I will." Bruce said blankly, "You only need to take on the work of the wrench and welding gun."

Clark obediently said "Oh".

"Can you tell us now? What you know."

When Clark obediently followed the instructions and controlled the heat ray to weld the damaged wing, Bruce said to Jon.

"We first met them 1000 years ago." Jon said sadly, "That was the most glorious time of Martian civilization."

"No one knows where they came from, but they are determined to take over our planet. We Martians are a peaceful race, but in that case, we also learned war very quickly, but it was still too late .”

"We fought for hundreds of years, our great civilization disappeared, they are like parasites, feeding on our life, even absorbing our ability to change shape, we become weaker and weaker, while they grow stronger .”

As the narration progressed, Jon seemed to have seen the decisive parting scene back then, his face wrinkled together, and he even looked a little hideous, "The last group of survivors launched a desperate attack, using a nerve gas to They're paralyzed, but..."

He opened his mouth a few times, but he couldn't make a sound, and the pain in his eyes could almost overflow.

Then he lowered his voice, so low that Bruce could barely understand it by lip-reading.

"I am the last survivor of my race."

"……Feel sorry."

Clark floated over with a deep apology on his face, even though he had done nothing wrong.

As a descendant of Krypton, he was the one who could empathize with the loneliness and despair of wandering in a foreign land among those present.

But he was far luckier than the other party. He left his home planet when he was young and could not feel the despair of parting from life and death. He was picked up by Jonathan and Martha when he was unable to protect himself, and he was cherished by them as his life.

He has loving parents, friendly neighbors, the best childhood a normal child can have, and after many years, he has a comrade in arms who fights together, and has... Bruce.

"It's okay." Jon said, "That was many years ago."

"I sealed them in the fortress and continued to be in a state of suspended animation. I have been guarding them for 500 years, but during my hibernation, an astronaut from Earth opened the fortress and inadvertently revived the invaders." His emotions Having recovered a little, the voice raised a little, "Mars is dead, and my people are also exhausted. They lost their source of power. I think that's why they fell in love with Earth."

"This is really a big trouble." Barry sighed.

"That's why they delayed their action for so long." Bruce listened quietly until he finally spoke, "That congressman, and the people in this base today, they have been replaced, the invaders are lurking around us and leading Public opinion, trying to make us give up our weapons and weaken the resistance, they have learned from the past and plan to kill with one blow."

"It's a pity they picked the wrong place." Hal transformed into a bat and swung it fiercely, "I will show them the power of the green light."

"I'm afraid it's too late."

The ground suddenly vibrated, Clark seemed to hear something, jumped up to a height of one meter, and stared at the sky in the direction of the metropolis.

There was sadness in Jon's eyes, as if he saw the tragic scene before the end of his planet again.

"here we go."

The billowing black cloud centered on the metropolis, spreading to the surroundings at an extremely fast speed, and spread here in an instant.

"What's going on?" Diana frowned immediately.

"They are afraid of the light. They want to cover the sun and keep the earth covered in darkness forever, so that they can live in darkness forever."

Clark exclaimed, "Those factories?!"

"They won't succeed." Bruce replied decisively, "Jon, can you still make that drug?"

Jon shook his head, "Unfortunately, only a rare Martian plant can produce that poisonous gas. I originally brought a sample, but it was destroyed when I was captured."

"Then we can only force it hard." Bruce said.

He called up the map of the metropolis from his bat phone, and after a few swipes with his hand, a map with accurate markings was sent to everyone's phones.

"Well, it seems that we have a lot of goals." Hal rarely became serious, "Then we also need to divide into groups to maximize efficiency."

Barry stood next to Diana in an instant, and asked expectantly, "Can I be in a team with Diana? Last time we cooperated very well."

"No, you'd better team up with Hal." Bruce said, "We can't leave ordinary citizens alone. You and Hal's abilities are most suitable for group fighting and assistance. You go to deal with the mutated monsters that are constantly destroying the metropolis .”

"Then I'll be with you."

"...No, you're on the same team as Jon." Bruce obviously thought about what to say for a while on this decision, and he knew that ordinary lies would not be able to fool this persistent boy from a small town.

In the end, he chose to tell the truth, "We have no way of knowing what is waiting ahead. It is best to ensure that each team has a strong fighter and a strategic commander who is familiar with the situation, so that even if one side fails, the other The team can still maintain a certain combat effectiveness and rescue capabilities."

"That……"

"Jon and Diana are both from foreign lands, and they don't understand the situation of human society, at least not thoroughly." Bruce emphasized, "It's too risky for them to be in a team."

"...Bruce." Clark whispered.

Bruce's words made him feel uneasy, and he seemed to have a premonition that something bad was waiting ahead.

But he is not only the little reporter Clark, but also the superhero who guards the metropolis. Although the feeling of emptiness in his heart makes him not want to be separated from Bruce for a moment, his responsibility still drives him to answer.

But he immediately said, "Trust me, Bruce, I can do it myself, let Jon go with you too."

The sky blue eyes blinked constantly, looking reliable and sincere.

Before Bruce objected, he quickly added, "Look, Jon is still injured, and he can't keep up with me at full speed. You also know my ability. It's no problem to deal with some aliens. What's more, I have a super brain, and I have no problem with strategy..."

"Don't forget those red rays." Bruce said disapprovingly.

"I promise I'll stay far away and hit with heat vision!"

"No."

"I think this is a good idea." Jon said suddenly.

Bruce frowned.

"You can't deny that Superman's ability is unique. I'm too weak now, and it's a drag to follow him." Jon explained, "And it's too conspicuous to take me with him. Maybe letting him go by himself can act as a surprise soldier." effect."

"That's right, Bruce." Clark said quickly, "Look, Jon agreed, and if I can't handle it, your strength is stronger, so it's better to support me, isn't it?"

"Don't call me by my name." Bruce reflexively said.

"Okay, I'll call you B from now on!" Clark nodded quickly, "Then...B, is that okay?"

Bruce is still a little hesitant, but time is limited, so far, this is indeed the best solution.

"Okay, then let's go."