The correct way to attack the villain

"Stay aside."

Zemo sat next to Song Mo, staring at the Batmobile intently: "That car is so cool."

Song Mo was expressionless: "You won't feel that way when he blows you to pieces with one shot."

"It's nothing, Hydra will be bombed every once in a while, more frequently than the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D."

Zemo spread his hands, seemingly unaware of the seriousness of the situation: "Besides, I heard that Batman handles things gently?"

"Gentle? Do you have any misunderstandings about him? Even if he really doesn't kill people—" Mudface said in disbelief, then looked down at the Batman who had jumped out of the chariot and knocked out a 1.8-meter-strong man with a punch , "And you call this gentle?"

Zemo pinched the bullet that accidentally hit the surface of their mecha when the Batmobile was shooting the battlefield just now: "Having a piece of equipment like that, but it is filled with rubber bullets, obviously that tank turret can smash Isn't that tame enough, of all things, turned into a flare launcher?"

So the two villains who had different values ​​under the rule of different superheroes began to quarrel on this topic, and finally Song Mo couldn't bear it and said: "Excuse me, the focus now is not this."

"Why do we have to watch others clean up the battlefield here? After he finishes dealing with those things, I won't be the next person to deal with——you?"

The two villains finally woke up from the state of blind bickering because of this sentence.

"So I don't like to cooperate with you, it's like how low my IQ is." Zemo pushed his glasses and looked at the back in front, "Harry?"

Responding to him was the mech re-entering the emergency brake.

The dark blue mech turned its head under the cold moonlight. Just as it was about to move forward, the entire fuselage was violently shaken by a shell.

A well-made Batmobile versus a high-tech mass-produced rogue alien mecha, which side has a better chance of winning?

The answer is yes.

"Alarm, alert, the mecha energy tank is severely damaged, and the core energy is lost, 89%, 71%, 56%—"

"Damn!"

Osborn slammed the joystick hard, behind him, Zemo comforted: "It's not really a big deal, at least we are still in the sky, and he doesn't—"

Before they finished speaking, the Batmobile was refitted in an instant on the opposite side of them. The core energy chamber drove the jet vortex and quickly lifted into the air.

This allowed people to see him more clearly. The tall man in the bat suit was sitting in the transparent flight cabin, and the eyes under the bat hood were as sharp as a falcon.

Killer Moth immediately wrapped Mudface tightly in horror: "Ah! He's coming, he's coming! He's so scary!"

Mudface thought of the thirty punches he had received from Batman: "...Sorry, my face hurts."

Scott looked at them and moved his throat: "If I didn't know their identities—" he said with difficulty, "I would have thought that Batman was the vicious villain."

With a new round of bombardment, the mecha's second energy tank was completely damaged.

"Alarm, alert, energy loss, 21%, 13%, 8%—"

The flight of the mecha became more and more wobbly. Song Mo looked at the whole picture of Arkham below, and finally stretched out his fingers to click on the [-]D simulation map in the control room: "Land down here!"

"The core of Arkham's control room." Osborne raised his eyebrows, "This is also the place I want to make an emergency landing."

The mecha staggered to a stop on the top of the main control building, and just as Osborne was about to remove all the main control operations, the mecha's energy was finally completely exhausted.

"The energy in the cabin is exhausted, turn on the emergency landing mode, 5, 4, 3—"

"I think we're missing a very important issue."

Song Mo looked around the crowded cabin, and then said: "Three positions, three parachutes."

"But there are six of us."

"——2, 1, Destiny core mech test model c15, began to make an emergency landing."

Hardly giving anyone time to adapt, the front and back of the mech popped out immediately, including the parachute strapped to the seat, just as Song Mo said.

How many seats, how many parachutes.

Killer Moth managed to balance in mid-air by relying on his wings, but Song Mo, who was originally squeezed in the middle of the two positions, did not have such good luck.

He fell down the moment the chair popped out, Scott reached out and grabbed his clothes, and then there was the sound of a piece of fabric being torn in the air.

"Song Mo—!"

Arkham 120 four-meter airspace, free fall without protective measures.

He's going to be a meatloaf, for sure.

Song Mo watched Scott's terrified and desperate expression gradually become smaller in his field of vision, and the noise of the wind was heard in his ears. Strangely, he was unable to generate any extra emotions.because--

The next moment, someone supported his back to relieve most of the force of the fall, and then his wrist was grabbed. Batman pulled Song Mo with one hand, and the other hand shot out a claw hook to cling to the building tightly. On the wall, one behind the other.

Familiar scene, familiar picture.

Song Mo lowered his head, allowing his drooping bangs to cover his eyes, so as to cover up the corners of his mouth that couldn't help but widen and his smile became more and more crazy.

With a voice that could be heard clearly by two people, he said in a low voice: "batman—"

Batman frowned.

Opposite the two, the mech crashed straight into the core of the Arkham control room, and the whole building was splattered with flames in an instant, accompanied by billowing smoke and electric current. Fortunately, the Arkham control room was in the A whole batch of working robots were replaced under the sponsorship of Wayne Group, which is also unfortunate——

Because of the existence of robots, Arkham police officers are gradually becoming unfamiliar with the operation methods of those consoles after a few years.

The whole of Arkham fell into darkness in an instant, and the only thing that illuminated the night sky was the fiercely burning fire.

In the dark cage, the voices of the group of lunatics who have completely lost their limits can be heard.

"Mission, Assault on Arkham, completed. Those involved—Harry Osborn, Helmut Zemo, Eredar Napier."

Opposite the forced landing site of Batman and Song Mo, Harry Osborn, who had successfully landed, listened to the voice from the earphones, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Is the mission completed?"

Zemo, who couldn't hear the volume on the communicator, patted Osborn on the shoulder.

"Yeah." Osborne nodded casually, and then, as it happened, "he knows our plan."

Zemo: "What?"

Osborne: "That mutant."

The appearance of that young man appeared in front of his eyes, because he was good-looking enough, so he was very recognizable, and his decisive personality made him a very suitable partner for cooperation.

And the second-generation clown Eredar with his whole face painted, funny clothes, and exaggerated body language.

Zemo shrugged: "Who knows, he even knows the core code of Destiny Technology, which is extremely mysterious." After a pause, he added, "But it's not important, the important thing is that we have completed your task, Next is mine."

As he said that, Zemo's face collapsed: "Rescuing the Red Skull is really simple enough."

The six-member team was completely dispersed at this moment.

Also scattered were the mutants who had escaped from Arkham.

Before the battlefield with the underground industry was cleared, he was about to face a group of escaped lunatics again. Director Gordon's middle-aged bald head had a few hairs pulled off again.

On the other side, Batman let go of the claw hook, and Song Mo landed safely on the ground. He looked at the black bat-gloved hand that was grasped by the other party on his wrist.

He raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you going to deal with those who escaped?"

Batman's usual low voice: "After I send you into Arkham."

Song Mo said innocently: "You can't be so unreasonable, I am a good citizen, and I still have important things to do."

"Good people mixed with Mudface and Killer Moth?"

"Yes." Song Mo raised his head without blushing and panting, his blue eyes stared right at Batman, "I am a citizen of Gotham, and I have human rights."

"And if you understand, within the scope of your jurisdiction, Lex captured all the mutant students in my academy. Before you think about whether this matter should be handled by you or the Avengers—"

"Let me go."

"please."