Bat Fight Simulator

"It's the Injustice Superman."

"Before Diana has time to rush back, the first person she will encounter is..."

Damian!

Clark was shocked, and subconsciously wanted to step forward to activate the teleportation device. He knew the gap between Kryptonians and humans, and he also knew how troublesome a Superman with no bottom line would be. The tyrant might suffer against a peer.

I couldn't help but worry like this.

Suddenly their headset communication was activated, and what was clearly transmitted instantly was the sound of violent explosions and the constant sound of bullets being fired. The headset was noisy for a while before the red hood's cursing voice came out.

"Damn it, I knew that guy was coming, it's the Green Lantern of the Lords Alliance."

"Old guy, be careful, that guy in the white uniform may have noticed you."

After the Red Hood said that, he cut off the communication unilaterally. It was really busy here. He had just received the weapon from Kashan and once again avoided the green net.

The battle with Green Lantern went straight to the most intense part, and there was no energy to continue being distracted.

And bad news may also like to come together. Immediately afterwards, a red warning began to flash on the other screen. The rapidly changing battlefield indeed prevented Clark from taking action.

Gray Bat sighed, "The worst has happened."

However, this was a situation that he had been prepared for, and it was not a situation that he was caught off guard. It could be said that Tyrant bringing Superman did relieve their pressure to a great extent.

Gray Bat looked at the empty core control room. Superman had left, not to the Injustice Universe, but to the front lines of the battlefield here.

In fact, Bruce also wanted to follow, but this time he could only sit at the rear and command the overall situation. He opened the map and watched everyone's positions constantly changing and moving. According to different instructions, he would choose to connect individually or use large-scale communication to issue instructions.

Because the battlefield was in full swing, the rebel base began to look empty, with only some ordinary people and soldiers doing basic defense remaining.

It's just that the large and small monitors here and the eyes of the bats make many actions not so easy.

The boy looked out from the corner. His name was Luca, and he was also the son of the soldier who was taught a lesson by Wonder Woman last time.

Because of Superman's decree, their father and son had to hide in Tibet.

But he still remembered that when he was a child, his father would always come back drunk, and he would always take it out on him and his mother.

The memory of being bloody when he was five years old made him remember it clearly. He had hated this good-for-nothing man who killed his mother since he was a child.

Maybe he inherited his father's inferior character, but he never dared to express his resentment to his father.

Both cowardly and malicious.

He enjoyed watching his father hide and grovel, and he also knew that the other party insisted on taking him with him, just to pretend to be a loving father in front of those well-meaning big shots, so that he could have a comfortable place.

But he thought that his father's death was miserable enough, and it would be best to be like his mother, with his face and eyes pierced by a wine bottle.

But Luka, who always fantasizes like that, actually doesn't dare to do anything. He thinks more bitterly every time, how his father will die, and how these pretending, hypocritical lunatics in costumes will die. .

Like his father, he felt that these people were just housekeepers who didn't know the sufferings of the world.

The rebel army and the fight against Superman were all nice things to say, but even the food and drink for them had to be so fussy, simple and tasteless.

Luka knew that a big shot like this must have a banquet every day, eat big fish and meat, and then feed a few stray dogs as if he was in a good mood, and give them food in a condescending manner.

The last time he was chased by the army and another base of the resistance army was destroyed, he fled in the wrong direction in panic. In despair, he could not find the large evacuation troops. His father did not care about his life and death at all, and followed the crowd to other bases. .

He hated the leader of the resistance army who said nice words to protect them, but in the end he did not come to save him. He was trembling with fear as the surrounding army gradually came closer, and he couldn't help but curse the resistance army all the best. die.

When he was at his most desperate, a man with green light fell in front of him.

The other party asked him, how old are you.

Luka couldn't stop shaking, and he answered quickly, fearing that the other party would kill him after he finished speaking.

"I-I'm twelve years old!"

"Oh."

The man sneered and looked at him condescendingly, as if he was looking at a bag of barely qualified garbage.

But Luka felt that he was not trash, he was like the chosen one, a lucky man who left the encirclement of the government troops with the box given by the man.

He returned to the resistance, and because of his age, no one would suspect a child.

Those who knew him quickly asked where he had gone, and the boy lied so skillfully that he easily fooled those people and his father.

And they would speak for him, saying that he followed the crowd and never left.

Luca cherishes the promise made to him by the government, saying that if he is done, he can become an upright citizen, and his father will be thrown into prison, and even the rebels will be dealt with by Superman like ants.

He thought that for the sake of all good things, although the kryptonite was taken away by Wonder Woman, luckily the communicator was still there.

Luka followed the instructions on the other side of the communicator and headed to the main switch room. The man named Cyborg wanted to place things in the power supply system.

Tell him that there is no need for any extra operations, just put it in, just like he has been walking along the way, following the instructions to perfectly avoid all patrols and surveillance.

This feeling makes the boy feel a little bit dazzled, as if he has broken into a heavily guarded restricted area by himself, and in his hand is a mysterious prop that he has never seen before.

They told him not to worry about the woman, they will only focus on his father, because kryptonite has limited effect on Lord Superman, and this universe is not so strictly controlled.