American Comics: BOSS Invasion

The hearing concluded smoothly, and Qi Shan transformed into an independent American military contractor.

The U.S. military would open up its $700 billion military budget, purchasing a large number of Qi Shan's prosthetic robots and related services.

Normally, the review process wouldn't be completed so quickly. With the American government's efficiency, it wouldn't be surprising for it to drag on for a year or two.

Moreover, during this period, the CIA would try every means possible to dig up Qi Shan's background, master all his information, and steal patent information technology as much as possible.

The military would also require the submission of a considerable number of samples, as well as a trial period.

When it came time to pay the expenses, they would inevitably find a group of lawyers to argue with the military, resulting in all sorts of troubles.

Now, with the cockroach people's invasion, the United States entered a period of military control, greatly increasing the military's power.

After Qi Shan simply paid for a prosthetic and an ovoid capsule, allowing the military's scientists to conduct a full range of tests,

the military directly placed an order for 10,000 units without even asking the price, and at Qi Shan's suggestion, persuaded Congress to open the resource reserves, opening up war resources to Qi Shan to a limited extent.

A country's war reserves are astronomical in terms of various resources.

But the food alone could feed 300 million people for more than two years, not counting additional biscuits and military rations and other non-staple foods.

If you add everything up several times, even if everyone in the United States stopped working tomorrow, they could still live for 10 years.

It's no wonder that the arms race between the United States and the Soviet Union never stopped, with all kinds of military materials piled up like mountains, and the warehouse area stretching endlessly, far more spectacular than the so-called international cargo port.

With the goods in hand, Qi Shan naturally wouldn't be polite, immediately sending people to purchase a large amount of materials and directly transmit them back to the main plane to mass-produce prosthetics.

Within 200 bases, the military selected 50 special forces members each, preparing to form an army after completing collective training and launch a counterattack to reclaim the surface.

At the same time, the artificial human forces of the Skyeye Society in the main world began to appear in the United States one after another.

Their teams were very scattered, with each squad having a maximum of only 5 people, but they could clear a very large area.

The artificial humans' combat power was powerful, and a casual wave could smash out a meteorite crater. Whether it was speed or strength, the cockroach people could not match them.

They could be said to be the perfect countermeasure against the cockroach people. Cooperating with the satellite network on the orbit line, clearing the cockroach people was not a difficult task.

However, the artificial human squads did not exert their full strength. They simply occupied a location and then stood by.

The squads continued to transmit over, constantly occupying important cities on Earth, scattered like stars, broadly covering the globe.

Taking advantage of this time, Qi Shan massively exported prosthetics.

When the first batch of special forces, like playing a game, remotely controlled the mechanical bodies and slaughtered an entire cockroach people's clan,

orders exploded!

For the military, this was their only means of counterattack, like the last straw, so they naturally had to grasp it tightly.

Qi Shan sold prosthetics to train human armies, and sought out mutants, using the excuse of surviving the apocalypse and the condition of rescuing the people they cared about, causing a large number of mutants to join his command.

On the other side, while Qi Shan was deploying the artificial human squads, he was also releasing some special forms of artificial humans.

For example, cockroach people forms.

In an abandoned factory of Freund Winery in Montana, Wolverine suddenly woke up and sat up from a pile of empty wine bottles.

He looked around blankly, the voice of Shadowcat still echoing in his ears.

"Logan, you need to remember my words! When your consciousness returns to the past, your body will fall into a deep sleep.

Wolverine's eyes flashed, "Right, find Mystique, damn it, where am I?"

He staggered to his feet, crushing two wine bottles. The broken glass cut several wounds on the soles of his feet, but they healed quickly before blood could seep out.

Wolverine ignored it. He looked around, grabbed the coat next to him, and slowly walked out of the warehouse.

The sky in Montana was as blue and empty as ever.

What came into view was a large courtyard, with two forklifts in the middle lying crookedly together. Behind and to the right was a large warehouse area, undoubtedly all wine.

"Damn it, this really is a good place!"

Wolverine twitched his nose, his brow furrowing slightly: "There's a smell of corpses!"

He quickly walked towards the forklift, only to see a headless corpse lying on the steering wheel, the ground covered in blood. Judging from the shriveled state, it should have been dead for many days.

A dozen meters away, there was a shriveled head, the neck turning black, and flies could be vaguely seen circling around it.

It seemed to be the head of the unlucky guy.

How could he have died here?

Wolverine sniffed and turned his gaze in another direction: "What's going on? There are more corpses? And the smell is very strong!"

He ran over and indeed found the corpses in an office.

These people died tragically, as if they had been torn apart by some monster, either broken into two sections, or their heads were forcibly pulled off, or simply cut open.

The window was smashed, and there was still broken glass on the ground.

Wolverine listened intently, but there was no sound of people around. A strong smell of corpses still came faintly from all directions.

It seemed that there was not a single living person in this winery anymore!

Just as he thought of this, his brow suddenly twitched.

Something was wrong, how could there be the sound of wings flapping.

Just as he was about to turn his head, a huge wolf head appeared at his right waist, and a huge force instantly smashed him into a twisted shape.

The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible. Wolverine flew out directly, hitting the wall and splashing out a humanoid bloodstain.

With a bang, Wolverine fell to the ground, rapidly recovering. His bones cracked and automatically reset, "Damn it! Without Adamantium skeleton, it would be so fragile."

Before he finished speaking, he had already climbed up, only then did he see what was attacking him.

"Who are you?"

The cockroach person tilted its head, suddenly flashed, and appeared directly in front of Wolverine, smashing down with the hammer in its hand, seemingly wanting to smash his head directly into his chest.

"Damn it!" Wolverine cursed, the bone claws on his fist popped out, directly stabbing towards the cockroach person's heart.

With a puff, three bone spurs penetrated his body, and while green blood gushed out, the huge hammer also hit Wolverine's forehead.

His neck snapped with a crack, and his head hung on his chest like a ball tied with a string.

But he didn't take it seriously. His right hand pulled out his left hand and quickly followed up, repeatedly punching, and the cockroach person's chest became a sieve.

When Wolverine's neck returned to normal, he looked down at the green blood on his hand, and then glanced at the cockroach person who died with his eyes wide open, and suddenly froze.

"Where the hell is this?"