American Comics: Gambit Guide Batman

Chapter 2741 Star Core Rescue (Twenty-seven)

Mysterio operated the drone and carefully fired the first laser. Of course, he had no other choice, otherwise the space station would be blown up and everyone would die together.

Although Mysterio was bold enough to weave such a big conspiracy about the space station, he never expected the current situation. When it comes to bomb disposal, he is a complete layman. No layman can face this kind of situation.

Don't be nervous when the situation arises.

But Parker kept making trouble, asking him to keep the laser straight, and then turning the corner. Mysterio didn't dare to disobey him. After all, he was already very tired from controlling the drone and had no energy left to go any further.

Observe the condition of the bomb.

As time passed, sweat continued to flow down under Mysterio's helmet, falling from his eyebrows to his eyelashes, and then dripping down along his beard, soaking the collar of the armor lining.

At 02:15, the laser cut off a corner and the floor could be lifted, proving that the plan could be successful.

01:59, the laser gently uncovers the floor along the right side.

01:01, the laser went around to the left side, most of the side has been cut, and now only the final finishing work is left.

At 00:35, the floor was completely cut open, the drone pulled the four corners of the bomb, and the bomb slowly lifted into the air.

At 00:20, there was a bang, and the glass of the space station was broken, oxygen was lost rapidly, but the bomb also flew out along the window at the same time.

00:15, Mysterio just breathed a sigh of relief, but suddenly felt something interfered with his control of the drone. The signal began to become intermittent. The drone, which had not flown far with the bomb, began to

Staggering out of control.

"No! We can't lose control at this time!" Mysterio roared in his heart: "If it explodes at this distance, the space station will not be able to escape!"

Mysterio waved his cloak and flipped out of the window, and the drone flew him towards the bomb. After getting closer, he felt that the signal was clearer, so he hurriedly directed the drone to fly farther.

However, as soon as the drone left the range of about ten meters from him, the signal would become particularly unclear. Mysterio gritted his teeth and stamped his feet. The drone was at full power, and he was galloping into the distance with the bomb at the fastest speed.

And go.

Of course, the people in the live broadcast room didn't know that he was using a drone. They only saw Mysterio using mysterious energy to push the bomb farther and farther, leaving the space station far behind, facing the dangerous bomb alone.

It can be called the greatest feat of this century.

At 00:05, the bomb finally flew to a safe distance, and at this time the mysterious guest also discovered the culprit of the signal interruption, which was a mysterious gray mist.

But he didn't have time to take a closer look. He turned around and ran away, but five seconds was not enough. The bomb exploded and the mysterious figure flew out.

At the last second before his vision turned black, he saw a huge frigate slowly sailing towards the space station.

"Balk...Balk..."

A voice kept calling him.

Suddenly, a bright light appeared in his field of vision. Baker felt his eyes hurt. He blinked hard, trying to avoid this light. A dry feeling came from his eyelids, and some tears welled up. After the eyelids were moistened,

He finally managed to open his eyes.

A black-haired doctor wearing glasses stood in front of his hospital bed, bending down to look into his eyes. It was the flashlight in his hand that was shining with an annoying light.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Baker wanted to reach out to cover his eyes, but found that he had no strength at all.

Fortunately, the doctor immediately took back the flashlight, waved it in front of him and said, "Justin Balk, do you remember your name?"

"Hell, of course, where am I now?"

"You're in the hospital." The doctor sighed and said, "It's really strange. Even though everyone else was fine, how could you be so seriously injured? Fortunately, your colleague found you fainted in the utility room and asked him to

Otherwise you will die."

Baker finally remembered everything. The bomb exploded and he couldn't escape. However, the drone he set up had an automatic defense function. Once the owner was found unconscious, it would take him back to the original set point. It was the drone.

Drag him back to the space station and rescue him.

Baker felt some pain in his head. He saw the doctor turn around and adjust the button. The pain subsided. He said, "Thank you, doctor, what's your name?"

"You can call me Schiller. I'm your doctor. God, your injury directly alerted the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. The agents searched the space station and couldn't find out who hurt you so seriously.

of."

Baker immediately shouted: "It's a monster, there is a monster, there is a fire monster that has been chasing me!"

"Indeed, some burns were found on your body." Schiller sighed and said, "Did you feel any discomfort? Think about it carefully, are there any missing memories?"

Baker stood there and thought carefully. His brain was in a blur and he couldn't think of anything, but he still said: "No, I'm fine."

"That's good. This ensures that you can provide all information about the monster to SHIELD, and they won't let you get hurt in vain."

Baker saw Schiller continuing to examine him. Only then did he feel pain in his arms, chest and legs. He took a breath and asked, "Am I seriously injured?"

"It's so serious that SHIELD has specially approved a healing potion for you..."

"No, I won't take any medicine!"

"It has already been taken, but this is a modified version for ordinary people. It will take a certain amount of time to work and will make you weak for a period of time. But don't worry too much. It will be fine in a week."

Baker seemed to be relieved instead. He said: "Where are my friends, are they okay?"

"They are much stronger than you, and none of them were injured." Schiller shook his head and said, "But some people have suffered some mental stimulation and are receiving psychological treatment. You also have about three rounds of psychological counseling courses..."

"I don't need any psychological counseling."

"Are you sure? I was Stark's psychiatrist, and the price I offered him was $3 million an hour."

"But I think I was a little stimulated too."

Schiller laughed and said: "You are the center of attention now."

Baker immediately became nervous, and then he heard Schiller say: "Because you are the most seriously injured one. If you don't survive, the first fatality in this major accident will occur."

"Does that mean the others are still alive?"

"Yes, thank you to the scientists. They calculated the safe orbit of the frigate approaching the earth as quickly as possible, and successfully picked up all the people in the space station. Now the towing spacecraft is dismantling the space station."

"What about the other half?"

"It has successfully landed at sea. China, the United States and Australia are now responsible for salvage and rescue. It has been confirmed that all staff members are safe. However, many people have requested rescue information, so they are still evacuating in order."

Baker let out a sigh of relief. No matter what, the outcome of the matter was satisfactory.

Afterwards, he got his mobile phone and discovered news that surprised him. It turned out that this damn evil robot actually broadcast everything that happened at that time in order to show its deterrence to humans. The most commendable thing of course is

Mysterio’s powerful strength and selfless dedication.

He is now the hottest superhero on earth.

It can even be said that he is more popular than veteran heroes such as Spider-Man, Iron Man and Captain America, because it has been too long since they last appeared, but Mysterio is very popular.

Baker couldn't wait to share the good news with his team members, but Schiller said helplessly to him: "Sorry, you can't contact anyone except me now. Even I am a humanitarian approved by Nick."

Handling measures..."

"Why?!" Baker asked in confusion.

"Because SHIELD is an agent organization, and you are the only person who witnessed the so-called monster in this incident. You know, they don't want this news to spread until they fully understand what is going on.

go out."

"They want to jail me?!"

"Although I really want to say that this is not detention, just treatment, but as your psychiatrist, I have to be honest with you, yes, now you are under house arrest, and you can't go anywhere except the hospital.

Go until they get enough useful information from you."

Baker wanted to hammer the bed hard, but he couldn't find the strength. If he had known this, he shouldn't have separated Mysterio from his true identity, otherwise the people would definitely not allow these damn agents to treat their heroes like this.

!

"And unfortunately, SHIELD is more interested in the powerful Mysterio than you. Now they spend a lot of energy investigating the so-called Mysterio. You have almost been forgotten by them, so you

You may have to live here for a long time.”

Baker felt even more depressed. After a while, he asked, "Is there anyone watching over me?"

Schiller didn't answer, he just stood up and walked to the door, opened it to show him, and not surprisingly, there were agents walking in the corridor.

Baker sighed in annoyance, then he looked at Schiller, who spread his hands and said: "Yes, I will be locked up here with you, because if you really tell the truth, I will also be kept confidential.

You can’t leave either.”

"Okay, give me your phone. They are going to announce the news that you are not dead on the Internet, and they need your account."

"How could they..."

"Obviously, they can do anything." Schiller seemed to be very used to it. He took the phone from Baker's hand and said: "Sooner or later you have to get used to all this. That's how agents are."

Baker was a little weak. He could barely lift one arm. Looking at Schiller's profile, he suddenly remembered and said, "Aren't you the doctor that day???"

It was the doctor who looked at him with contempt in the stands.

"Yes, it's me, but is this weird? I'm the only professional psychiatrist in SHIELD, so of course I have to do all kinds of work."

"But you also saw the monster..."

"I am an insider, and my testimony is invalid. The gentlemen in Congress will not believe the testimony of a psychologist employed by SHIELD. Only you can make them believe that monsters really exist."

Seeing Schiller curling his lips slightly contemptuously, Baker said, "To be honest, your performance that day was really bad. Did you know that you looked like you were about to pee with fear?"

Baker's eyes widened and he looked at Schiller in disbelief. Schiller turned to look at him and said: "Yes, they sent me here to eliminate the fuss-provoking parts of your testimony. Please, if you are in S.H.I.E.L.D.

If the bureau works for a week, no, it only takes about three days, you will see many more terrifying monsters than that."

"Of course, you are an ordinary person, and we cannot blame you too much, but it would be bad if you made a fuss and exaggeratedly described the monster as some kind of world-destroying natural disaster, causing panic. I will keep an eye on your testimony.

"

Baker gritted his teeth and yelled at Schiller: "You just want to cover up the truth! You damn agents."

"Don't worry, you will soon see what a real damn agent is." Schiller opened the door with a smile.

Natasha walked in with an expressionless face.

"Justin Balk, or I should call you Quentin Baker, I am Natasha Romanoff, a level 8 agent of SHIELD, and I am here to question you on the orders of the Director of SHIELD."

"But before that, we have to talk about how you concealed your identity and sneaked into the space station and became the director of software security engineering."

Xiti and Schiller's Double Room