American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Two hours later, a black official car entered the community where the incident occurred, took away the fallen drone, and sped away.

Ten hours later, an emergency meeting of the Ninth Bureau alarmed all the top executives.

Simmons, the previous captain of the action team, was promoted rapidly due to his success in arresting Sam.

Amidst the clashes of various political forces, he took over the position of Deputy Director, in charge of the administrative department.

In fact, during this period, he had been mobilizing various departments to search for the Transformers.

He also spearheaded the harsh interrogation of Sam's family.

He thought that even if the situation reached the worst possible point, it would only involve a few more robots popping up and causing some destruction.

But he never dreamed that the world would suddenly change its style and directly become a magical story of rampant monsters.

The giant mushroom man incident in Los Angeles, the crab monster incident in Manhattan, the underground pollutant monster incident in New York, and so on!

It has been verified that these are all humans who have mutated due to some extreme emotional state. Currently, the laboratory has not given any results. Therefore, in future actions, the number of personnel in the team should be doubled, and the firepower should be equipped with the top-level equipment.

Even when necessary, special police can be mobilized directly without reporting, and capturing monsters should be the top priority, provided that you are not harmed!"

"Sir!" One person raised his hand and asked, "Judging from the data, frequent monster incidents are not only occurring in the American region, but also in the other hemisphere, near Hokkaido, similar incidents have also occurred.

Even in India, Southeast Asia, Europe, and even Australia, there are sporadic abnormal events, but the frequency is completely incomparable to our country.

Given this, can we apply for the United Nations to intervene and use the scientific research power of other countries to solve this frequent monster problem as soon as possible?"

Simmons shook his head: "We previously formed the 'Sword' team to obtain global targeted law enforcement power with the assistance of the United Nations.

However, this thing is too sensitive, and the other four permanent members of the Security Council strongly oppose it. The current progress is very dismal.

According to the judgment of the negotiation team, even if there is an intention to reach an agreement, it will take 3 to 5 months to initially finalize the document amidst various exchanges of interests.

Submitting the monster incident under such circumstances will not only not be helpful, but will instead cause misunderstandings from other countries.

Don't worry about the outside affairs for the time being, let's take care of our own affairs first!"

Everyone nodded, expressing their understanding.

A young man in military uniform, with a colonel's epaulet on his shoulder, suddenly stood up and asked: "Sir, I apply to go to Philadelphia to deal with this rat incident!"

"Are you sure? With your current authority, you can only mobilize 2 to 3 assault squads, with a total number of no more than 100 people. Heavy weapons are impossible to carry. Tanks and armored vehicles cannot enter densely populated slums.

The maximum resources we can give you are warm cruise monitoring and aerial machine gun fire suppression at any time!"

"That's enough. What can a mere rat do, even if it grows bigger?!" The colonel was full of confidence.

Simmons nodded lightly: "Okay, try to bring back the rat's corpse. Our research is seriously lacking scientific research materials.

And you all know that the recent incidents of giant robot invasions and the appearance of monsters have attracted the attention of the White House.

Previously, the Chief of Staff personally called me to inquire about the progress of the case, saying that the President is closely watching, and hopes that you can successfully complete the mission this time!"

The colonel saluted and strode out of the conference room.

Simmons looked at the others: "Don't take it lightly. Although so far we have encountered mutated animals or strange plants. In essence, apart from being strong and physically strong, there is nothing strange about them. Facing modern weapons, even if they can last for a while, they can only die in our hands in the end.

However, researchers speculate that these monsters that emerged at the beginning are likely to be just basic units similar to buns. Our front-line troops may encounter strange things at any time, so be very careful and report at any time!"

"Understood, sir!" Everyone replied in unison.

"The Ninth Bureau has just been established. In order to get the next stage of funding and the attention of Congress, we must make some achievements.

Everyone should be aware of this. Dismissed! Karl, stay here!"

Everyone stood up in a hurry and quickly left the conference room.

Leaving a slightly short and fat man sitting there.

Simmons walked over and sat opposite him.

"You asked to see me alone just now. What did you want to say?"

"Sir, before I say it, can you let me fill my stomach? I haven't eaten a bite of food since last night, and I'm about to have hypoglycemia!"

As he spoke, the fat man magically took out a KFC packaging bag and took out four burgers, arranging them in a row.

Simmons didn't stand on ceremony with him, grabbed one, tore open the packaging, and took a bite.

The fat man's eyes twitched with heartache, but he didn't dare to say anything. He pursed his lips, grabbed another burger, and took a big bite.

While chewing, he said vaguely.

"Yesterday at dawn, the signal we had been tracking reappeared. This time, we made preparations in advance and quickly locked the location!"

Simmons' eyes lit up, and he quickly grabbed the fat man's hand: "Great, we finally found these bastards. Where are they!"

"Shanghai, China!"

The fat man disgustedly pulled Simmons' hand away, licked the splashed jam, then pulled the wrapping paper down again and took another bite.

"Stop eating! This is such an important matter, why don't you quickly explain it to me? The assault team has been established for more than a month, and the intensive training is about to be completed, but we haven't found a single enemy yet. How are you going to explain that to me?"

Seeing that Simmons was a little anxious, the fat man said helplessly: "Alright, alright, if I don't tell you, I won't be able to eat in peace!

In a steel mill 25 kilometers outside the southern suburbs of Shanghai, judging from the size of the energy radiation source, there should be two aliens, one large and one small.

After locking the location, I used it as the origin and radiated outwards for 50 kilometers, re-scanning with satellites, and finally found the truck shown in the previous file!"

Smack!

Simmons slapped the table and shouted: "Great, that's him!"