I, the motherland, do whatever I want

Brooklyn Bridge.

This is a suspension bridge between Manhattan Island and Brooklyn. At this time, there is a constant flow of cars and cars on the bridge.

In a Cadillac, an eight or nine-year-old boy was lying at the window, looking at the brightly lit Manhattan Island in the distance.

Suddenly, the boy saw several lights flying out of Manhattan Island like meteors.

The boy immediately turned back to a middle-aged lady who was listening to the phone and said, "Mommy, look, there's a shooting star."

His mother put down her phone and made a 'silence' gesture.

The little boy covered his mouth and looked out the window again, and saw those rays of fire flying to the surface of the East River, and then something fell from the sky.

It fell onto the broad river surface, splashing a few fleeting water splashes.

Then, those rays of fire turned and flew towards the Brooklyn Bridge. When they flew closer, the little boy saw that they were "people" wearing silver-white streamlined armor.

Those 'people' flew over the bridge, with firelight flickering behind them and green smoke rising.

Then the streaks of green smoke turned in mid-air and fell towards the bridge.

The next moment, in front of the Cadillac, fireballs suddenly exploded on the bridge one after another. One after another, the fireballs blew up the cars driving on the bridge and broke the bridge!

Suddenly, the bridge deck tilted, and cars continued to slide to the end and fell into the river.

That Cadillac was no exception.

And something similar to this happened in the next short period of time on other bridges connecting Manhattan Island to the outside world.

The night was illuminated by fire, and bridges were blown apart. People's screams and the groans of bridges filled the night sky.

New York, it’s another sleepless night tonight.

After destroying several bridges, the silver armors flew towards the center of New York without stopping.

After a moment, the lenses of a pair of glasses reflected the flame tracks ejected by the armor as it flew at high speed.

Several flame tracks streaked across the lenses. Jeff, a former employee of Olga Company wearing glasses, smiled and watched as those silver armors crashed into a building.

That's Olga's product research and development department.

Then, Jeff focused his eyes on his glasses. At this time, his lenses no longer showed the product research and development building, but the pale face of Arnold on the booth in the Empire State Building.

Jeff spoke: "Well thought out, Arnold, my patience is limited."

"I hope you won't test my patience."

As he spoke, the picture in the mirror turned and came to the guests in the hall.

Then the armored arm of the 'Titan' in the lens was raised, the gun muzzle spurted out tongues of fire, and it fired at the crowd at will.

Among the crowd, some screamed, some cursed, some cried, and it was a mess.

There were also senior federal officials yelling at Arnold on the booth, asking him to agree to Jeff's request.

But Arnold had a livid face from beginning to end, gritting his teeth and refusing to agree.

Jeff was not in a hurry. At this time, he had already seen fireballs exploding in the R\u0026D building.

A moment later, a large wall on the upper floors of the building exploded, with debris flying and several silver shadows flying out.

Those 'Raptor' armors had left the building, and four of them worked together to carry something huge, like a bank vault.

Another was carrying a three-meter-tall metal box.

The four silver armors carrying the vault flew in the direction of Manhattan.

The armor carrying the metal box alone fell in front of Jeff.

Then, the armor vibrated its arm, and a short silver blade popped out.

This short blade is extremely sharp, cutting through iron like mud, and easily dismantles metal boxes.

Inside the metal box was a set of pitch-black armor full of dark style.

This suit of armor is very different from the one worn by Colonel Yuri, although the main color is dark.

But the armor in the metal box is more like the shape of ancient armor. The armor has sharp edges and corners and has a heavy meaning.

The most special thing is that there is a black cloak on the back.

But the material of this cloak is not cloth, but a special metal. It seems soft and light, but can become as hard as an alloy when needed.

Can be used for cutting or as a shield.

"The Black Lord."

Jeff smiled: "This can be used as the ultimate weapon against the people of the motherland."

"Although many parameters are only theoretical and have not been used in actual combat, this is already the most powerful artificial intelligence armor currently except for the unusable 'Zero'."

Jeff stepped forward, opened a hidden panel of the suit, and then entered a series of commands on the small computer hidden inside.

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Manhattan, Empire State Building.

On the booth, Colonel Yuri's 'Titan' suit suddenly became silent.

Seeing this scene, a young man in his early thirties came out and looked at Azu who was in the middle of the booth.

"Hey, folks."

"Why don't you knock him down and get us out?"

Azu chuckled, without even looking at the man below: "If I remember correctly."

"Colonel Yuri has publicly stated more than once before that incidents like tonight's do not require superhero intervention."

"And, they can even protect us."

"So I think you can rest assured and wait patiently for Colonel Yuri to rescue you."

In the 'Titan' armor, Colonel Yuri was unable to transmit his words to the outside world.

But that didn't stop him from hearing Azu's words.

Suddenly, the colonel's face turned red. At this moment, he was lucky to have a visor to cover his face, otherwise he would be embarrassed at this moment.

The young man glanced at the blood on the ground and said loudly: "I don't care so much!"

"Listen, I'm Joel from Homeland Security, and I'm ordering you to take us away now!"

Azu shook his head and said: "Don't order me, sir, I am not responsible for you."

"I'm not your father."

The man named Joel blushed. At this time, a beautiful woman came to him. Her eyes were red because of fright. She pulled Joel and said.

"Didn't you say that even the people of the motherland have to listen to your security bureau?"

"So you were lying to me."

"That's not true, honey."

Joel looked around and said loudly: "Everyone, don't you think that the people of the motherland should rescue us?"

"Isn't this his duty as a superhero?"

"But what is he doing now?"

"He's sitting back and watching."

"Is this too much?"

"Where are his ethics as a superhero?"

Under his instigation, the guests nodded, and some even shouted loudly: "People of the motherland, if you stand by and watch tonight, then you are not worthy of being a superhero!"

"People of the motherland, kill those damn guys!"

"Kill them!"