Darkness is Coming

  The monsters that descended on Nandu and Shangjing have all been wiped out, and the battle in Los Angeles is still fierce. Artillery and flares are thrown out like no money, and the darkness is as bright as day.

In the end, the high-level mutant coalition led by Wen Yan failed to capture the dragon in the sky. In order to solve this big headache, the US Federal Air Force and the mutant coalition paid a heavy price. When the dragon's body fell into the sky In the waters, the 82nd Airborne Division, the closest to Los Angeles, took the lead in rushing to the Los Angeles battlefield to reinforce the struggling National Guard and Coast Guard, and then reinforcements from the Infantry Division and the Marine Corps arrived one after another to deal a serious blow to the monster.

In order to buy time for these reinforcements, the mutants roamed the urban area of ​​Los Angeles, attacking various monsters without fear of death, protecting the citizens, and covering the US federal military and police forces. The other half were mostly scarred and exhausted.

Inadvertently, the soldiers of the 82nd Airborne Division and the Marine Corps will point their guns and muzzles at the mutants from time to time, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally. I don't know if they have the idea of ​​​​destructing them, or make a silent threat to warn them not to act rashly. .

   In the command office of the Commander of the Navy's Third Fleet, Lieutenant White with blond hair and blue eyes sat in a comfortable ergonomic chair. Sitting across from him was Commander General Angrill.

   supported the handrail and turned around twice. Lieutenant White looked at General Angrill and asked with a smile, "General, do you think your Excellency President will issue a stupid order to cut off the friendly bridge between humans and the Holy Race?"

Compared to a few hours ago, Angrel now looks more like a dying old man than a majestic naval commander. The wrinkles on his face have become deeper, and the powerful aura on his body has also dissipated. disappeared. The only thing that didn't change was those turbid eyes, which were as sharp as falcons and pierced into Lieutenant White's body like a bayonet.

   Looking at this terrifying monster called "white" and adding a negative connotation to the word "white", Angrel decided to overcome the fear in his heart and have a real conversation with him.

The old general said slowly: "Mr. Bai, or Lieutenant White, you should be very clear that there is no possibility for humans and mutants to coexist harmoniously. If there is a species on earth that will unconditionally unite the earth's human beings to destroy it, It must be a mutant!"

"Having said that, but have you really seen the time when the human beings on Earth united?" Lieutenant White shook his head with a smile, and the confident smile on his face made Angrel in his heart want to take out a gun and crush him that face.

"If there were no nuclear weapons, the Third World War would probably have started, or even ended." Lieutenant White glanced at the general's pistol on his waist and continued, "All mankind united? That's just a beautiful and An illusory dream can never become a reality. But the friendship between human beings and the Holy Race may continue to be maintained."

  Angril snorted coldly and ignored it.

Lieutenant White continued: "As long as the T virus serum can be fully popularized and the number of saints can be strictly controlled to achieve a perfect balance, there will be room for humans and saints to live in harmony. The saints have released their goodwill. Next , it depends on how the will of this free country chooses, but I believe that a wise man like President William will not make short-sighted actions. I think he will seek cooperation with us. "

At this time, Angrel missed the taste of cigars immensely. The doctor sentenced him to death for his half-century-long smoking career two years ago, but now he would rather live a few years less than smoking a mellow cigar. To calm my mind.

Lieutenant    White, like a magician who can read minds, took out a hand-cut handmade cigar from the pocket of his military uniform and handed it to Angrel. He smiled and said, "Cuban cigar, please enjoy it."

  Angrel looked at Lieutenant White cautiously, and always felt that the smile was full of sarcasm, whether it was sarcasm "Cuba" or sarcastic "Cigar". The old general put his hands under the table, crossed his fingers, and checked and balanced each other's movements, suppressing the desire to reach out and take the cigar.

   Maybe this is the conspiracy of the mutant, Angrel thought, this cigar may contain a new type of drug, or the filter is poisonous, maybe it is the T virus that can infect and transform itself into a zombie mutant.

"Please rest assured, General, there is nothing wrong with this cigar. Besides, I can't read minds. It's just that you are in a very unstable state. It is not difficult to guess what you are thinking." The cigar inside tucked into the gap between General Angrill's fingers, and he continued, "If I wanted to do anything to you, I would have taken action, and you should know that the guards outside can't stop me. It seems that the army of the US Federation can't stop the revenge of the Holy Race... Why do you look at me like this? There is an old saying in China that is also widely passed down in the US Federation, isn't it? Never put eggs in one basket, don't you think? Think I'm stupid enough to put all my eggs in one basket?"

White seemed to have heard a funny joke, laughed exaggeratedly a few times, shook his head and said: "Of course this is impossible, in fact, there are still some saints hidden in places you can't see, if President William does something unwise Unfriendly decisions, then they will immediately retaliate, believe me, compared to the terrorist attacks made by the Holy Family, the terrorists in the Middle East are just role-playing children."

This was something that he had long thought of, but after hearing it with his own ears, Angrill couldn't help but sigh. He knew that the president would definitely not issue an order to attack the mutants. The battle in Los Angeles was enough to make the nation The economy has been severely damaged, and the U.S. Federation has been unable to withstand the revenge of the mutants. For those mutants who can fly, swim and escape, the U.S. federal land is like their back garden. Let's go, what's more tricky is that when mutants make terrorist attacks, they don't need to do everything they can to carry weapons like terrorists. They are the best weapons themselves. They can not only cause a lot of casualties, but also hijack planes. Various means of transportation, including the T virus, can even spread the T virus on a large scale and infect the public.

  Before the T virus serum spread to every corner of the border, the United States did not have the capital to turn against the mutants.

   Therefore, even to protect his own citizens from harm, William Harrison would never order the U.S. federal troops to turn their guns and destroy the mutants in Los Angeles.