American Comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

【Sydney Has Fallen】.

Everything that happens in Sydney is circling this planet at an extremely fast speed. No matter how far you are from it, as long as you are still in the human world and can still receive Internet information and TV news information, you will definitely know that the big screen has been flooded.

News. Of course the die-hard Wall Faction wanted to suppress the news, but the previous live broadcast around the world, subsequent news reports, and the resurgence of the Hunter Faction who saw the opportunity, all made their efforts to suppress the news go to waste.

What's more, such big news can only be suppressed for a while to gain some buffering time.

The collapse of Sydney's Wall of Life has poured cold water on all those who are fanatical about the wall and those who support it. It is as chilling as the current cold winter weather!

The damage to a section of the city wall also destroyed the trust and hope that the wall sect had worked so hard to build. Although it did not completely collapse, the doubts and opposition that had been suppressed before emerged at this moment. Its momentum

As a result, many officials, businessmen, and scientists who previously supported the wall faction have to avoid its influence.

ppdc, an underground organization whose presence has been greatly reduced for more than half a year, has once again become the protagonist of the world's attention. However, according to information revealed by officials from various countries, there are only four intact Mecha Hunters at the moment.

The angry people became even more angry. They would not reflect on what they had done before by standing against the wall. That was because they were deceived by those officials and businessmen! Now, they are awake in the face of the facts!

Therefore, after learning that the reporter speculated that there were only four intact Mecha Hunters at the ppdc headquarters, people's confidence in the Wall of Life plummeted, and they once again suffered from the shortage of mechas.

The reporters of the Station Hunter Project spoke freely and took the opportunity to vent their previously suppressed ideas. The official alliance spokesperson represented by the member states was a little clumsy and unable to resist when questioned by these reporters. Especially

A reporter named Naomi Sokolov completely shocked the world with her sharp words: "It took us several years to build the wall of life, but Kaiju Beast broke through it in just one hour."

This aroused the anger of the people and also made the spokesman choked and speechless.

…

Alaska.

The helicopter's rotors stirred up the surrounding snowflakes, and Stike Penticost, who was wearing a thick windbreaker, walked out of the open door. His eyes fell directly on the man in front of him who was a little slovenly and had not taken care of his appearance for a long time.

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Raleigh Beckett, the last driver of three generations of dangerous Rangers.

"Mr. Beckett." Under the protection of a group of armed soldiers, Stike Penticost greeted the man.

"Your Excellency, General." Raleigh Beckett responded subconsciously.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"To be precise, five years and four months." Raleigh Beckett's expression was a little complicated. There were some things he didn't want to think about, but sometimes, he couldn't help but think about them.

"Can we chat for a few words?"

"Of course, I have an office." Raleigh Beckett nodded and led Steck towards his work place.

"It's not easy to find you. I've missed several places. Originally, I thought I might miss again this time." While observing the surrounding environment, Stike said to Raleigh Beckett who was leading the way.

"I have to follow the wall, and then I can have a job." Rowley Beckett shrugged: "It's not easy to find a job to make ends meet now."

After Raleigh Beckett finished speaking, he sat down on a box piled with sundries and looked at Stike Panticost who came to him: "You can tell me your reason for coming."

"I think you should know what I've been busy with these past few months."

"Sorry, I haven't followed some news for a long time." Raleigh Beckett interrupted Stike Panticost.

"I spent six months activating and collecting all the mecha hunters who might go on the battlefield. There is a mecha numbered number three, and it needs a driver." Stike said calmly.

"I suppose I wouldn't be your first choice?" Rowley Beckett shrugged.

"In fact, you are my first choice. Everyone who has driven No. 3, except you, is dead." Stecker denied.

"You know, I can't accept other people entering my head now. The moment my brother Yang Xi died, I, who was synesthetized with him, also died." Raleigh Beckett walked to Steck.

He refused and said, "You can find someone else."

"This is not a problem." Stike Panticost looked at him, "Dr. Luke Field has upgraded the synaesthesia technology. If you don't need it, you can drive No. 3 alone."

Raleigh Beckett was silent for a long time after hearing this, and looked at Stike's eyes: "Does it have to be me?"

"There is a saying that if the end of the world is coming, do you want to die in a mecha like a soldier, or somewhere else?" Stike asked.

"What can I do?"

"I have a plan."

…

ppdc headquarters base.

"It doesn't look good here." Raleigh Beckett looked at the busy and crowded base with people coming and going, feeling like he was in the afterlife.

"Things are different now. We are now an underground organization without an official identity, Mr. Beckett." Stike Pentecost took him, Asako Mori, Hermann Gottlieb, and Newton Geisler.

As a group of people walked toward the base in a hurry: "We are lucky to be allowed to exist, to have these mecha hunters, and to be able to operate around the world without being turned a blind eye.

"

"Okay." Raleigh Beckett carried his backpack, dodged a forklift, and caught up with Steck in front of him, "What's the plan you're talking about?"

"Don't worry, let Mr. Herman introduce you to the current situation first," Stike Panticost said.

Then a man with a somewhat nervous face suddenly appeared in front of Raleigh Beckett. This sudden appearance shocked Raleigh Beckett.

"Look there." Herman walked backwards and pointed behind Raleigh Beckett. Raleigh looked in the direction and saw a huge countdown clock embedded in the metal wall.

This big guy, watching every second passing above, seems to make people feel a sense of urgency.

"What is that?" Raleigh Beckett turned and glanced at Herman.

"War clock! I discovered the frequency of Kaiju beasts appearing from wormholes, and used this to invent a mathematical model to deduce the approximate time and number of Kaiju beasts appearing." Herman said proudly.

"Is this possible?" Raleigh Beckett asked in surprise.

"Of course, based on the observed changes in wormhole energy and the frequency and size of Kaiju beasts, I discovered some patterns and summarized them. Now I don't have a blackboard at hand, so I can't list them out for you or prove them to you.

Look. But you just need to know that in the next time, Kaiju Beast will appear more and more frequently, and the number will also increase. Now it will be a week before the next Kaiju Beast appears, which will be very soon.

Quickly, this time will turn into days, hours, and finally minutes! At that time, a dense army of Kaiju beasts will appear, and humankind will be wiped out." Hermann Gottlieb looked a little crazy and spoke in an passionate tone.

road.

"In fact, he cannot prove this, which means that his research lacks sufficient evidence to prove it." Newton Geisler stabbed next to it.

"Literature, philosophy, politics, commitment, these all lie, but mathematics does not!" Hermann Gottlieb gasped and glared at his disruptive colleague.

"Mathematics does not lie, but calculation errors may cause you to get a wrong answer." Newton Geisler retorted tit-for-tat.

"The Sydney incident has proven my conjecture! The mathematical model I established is useful in application!" Hermann Gottlieb proudly presented the evidence.

"That might be a coincidence. After all, you have made predictions before, but the only one that was really accurate was Sydney this time." Newton Geisler rolled up his sleeves and shrugged. He took the lead under Herman's cannibalistic gaze.

He ran to the front. Hermann Gottlieb, who had some inconvenience in his legs and feet and was leaning on a cane, cursed in a low voice, then slapped himself a few times under the astonished gaze of Raleigh Beckett, and started again.

Set your sights on him.

"Anyway, the predicted results are very unfavorable. If we can't find a solution, then our only ending will be extinction. Just like the dinosaurs!" Hermann Gottlieb suddenly lost interest in explaining.

After concluding a conclusion, he remained silent.

"Didn't you report the results of your speculation to the member states?" Raleigh Beckett asked curiously. With such important information and things, the member states will definitely respond and make arrangements if they know about it.

"Huh? Of course I reported it. But what was their answer?" Hermann Gottlieb showed a hint of sarcasm on his face: "Nonsense! We know Mr. Hermann! We will discuss it later.

We will notify you of the result. Through the phone, I can hear the unabashed perfunctory voice over there. If the world is destroyed, then they must bear at least half of the responsibility!"

"So have you figured out any way to solve this problem?" Raleigh Beckett asked.

"Of course, we are certainly trying to figure out how to solve this problem. That's what Newton and I have been responsible for these past few months, speculating on the emergence of monsters and so on. This is only part of the results." Herman Gottlieb raised his head.

The head is bent, like a victorious rooster.

"What about him? What did Dr. Newton discover?" Raleigh Beckett asked with interest. He had been away from the battlefield for more than five years and he didn't mind hearing more cutting-edge things.

"He? He compared some samples of Kaiju beasts and believed that these Kaiju beasts were biological weapons produced and were the vanguard of alien civilizations invading the planet. Because some of them have completely matching DNA, this

That’s ridiculous!” Hermann Gottlieb pouted.

"This is not absurd at all! Luke also agrees with my research. He also believes that these kaiju beasts are biological weapons of asexual reproduction by alien civilization. In essence, this is not a farce of monster invasion, but a battle between civilization and

A war between civilizations! Although the other party on the other side of the universe may not have tried its best, we have been almost forced to a dead end." Newton Geisler suddenly jumped out, frightening the two of them.

The two quarreled again. Raleigh Beckett, who was speechless at the side, saw Stike Pentecost stopped in front of him. He immediately tightened the bag on his shoulders and walked around the quarrel.

The two of them quickly chased after him.

"What exactly do you need me for?" Raleigh Beckett caught up with Steck and asked.

"I have a plan."

"I know you have a plan. What I want to ask is, what kind of plan is it?"

"I plan to close that [gap] with a 2,400-pound thermonuclear bomb, whose explosive power is equivalent to 1.2 million tons of high explosives! According to Dr. Herman's calculations, this powerful bomb can destroy the wormhole

stability, causing it to collapse and disappear! Do you understand now? I plan to let the Eureka Raider carry this bomb, and your role is to protect the Eureka Raider with others and successfully allow him to arrive

Destination, complete this mission."

Stike Pentecost gave a direct answer.

"Where did you get that thing? Aren't we already an underground organization?" Raleigh Beckett was surprised.

"There are always channels, and not all member states are not interested in my plan. Alexis, the driver of Cherno Alpha, and his wife were very helpful."

"We have tried this plan. We wanted to destroy the [gap] at first, but our ammunition could not enter the wormhole and was bounced away. It has an energy protective layer on it!" Raleigh Beckett expressed his disapproval.

His plan.

"In fact, there is already a solution to this problem."

A clear voice interrupted the conversation between Beckett and Steck. Raleigh Beckett looked along the voice and saw a young man wearing a white coat and holding a cup of hot water in his hand.

The young man with a somewhat lazy temperament stretched out his hand to him.

"This is Dr. Luke Field, the designer and manufacturer of the sixth-generation Kurtulo machine and the latest generation of synaesthesia systems. He is also the chief technology officer of Shaw Industries and part-time ppdc

Mecha modifier." After Stike introduced Luke, he introduced Raleigh to Luke: "This is Raleigh Beckett, the former driver of the Danger Wanderer. He is a good young man."

Luke Field and Raleigh Beckett shook hands. Luke Field was still a little curious about the protagonist of the first film. Unfortunately, he was not very lucky. He saved the world and had a girlfriend, but he didn’t have time to go there.

enjoy.

"Can you tell me what the solution is?" Raleigh Beckett asked. Stike on the side also paid attention. If the problem of inaccessibility of wormholes cannot be solved, then the basis for the implementation of this plan does not exist.

"Dr. Newton said that this is a war between civilizations, a confrontation between aggression and counter-aggression. I very much agree with this." Luke Field took a sip of the hot water in his hand: "We will

If this wormhole is regarded as a door, then the door lock switch is obviously on the opposite side. They can come out of the door, but we who have not received an invitation and cannot open the lock without a key cannot break in. This is a

One-way channel.

Therefore, we need to find a key to enter. Those Kaiju beasts that can come and go in this wormhole without being affected, I think this is the key."

"Are there really aliens on the other side of the wormhole?" Raleigh Beckett's face was full of curiosity.

"There is no evidence to prove this. Just like the method Dr. Luke said also needs to be verified." Stike Panticost said.

"In fact, there is a way to prove Dr. Luke's and I's speculation!" Newton Geisler's voice sounded. After attracting the attention of Stecker and others, he coughed and said seriously: "

I have been thinking that since humans and humans can synesthetically and access each other's memories, what can we see when the brains of humans and monsters are synesthetically bridged?

If the opponent is really an alien civilization, if these monsters are really created, then there must be some residual information in their brains. As long as they can achieve synesthesia with the monsters' brains, then they can

Prove it all.”

"This is ridiculous." Hermann Gottlieb, who was catching up behind him, retorted excitedly.

"I think this is a method. If it can really succeed, we may be able to obtain more important information from the heads of those monsters. This will help the implementation of your plan." Luke Field was surprised by Herman.

Under his gaze, he said softly. His words made Stike's frown relax.

"You can give it a try." Stike Panticost nodded. For him, who is not going to die soon, his biggest obsession before death is to eliminate the wormhole. For this, he will give everything.

"I apply to be an experimenter." Newton Geisler raised his hand.

"You can't. Assuming this is really a civilization invasion, then the other party may have control over their own creations. The synaesthetic bridge memory review is two-way. When the monster's memory is being viewed by you, yours

Memory will also be consulted by the other party. You know the plan, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, you cannot be a synaesthete candidate." Luke Field rejected Newton Geisler's self-recommendation.

Stike Panticost pondered for a moment, looked at the crowd and said.

"I'll find a good candidate."