Player Reload

Angel City is located on the Pacific Island and is connected to the Los Angeles city circle through a three-kilometer-long cross-sea bridge.

In an apartment building adjacent to the entrance of the bridge, a Pioneer Company officer sipped cheap instant coffee, sat in the window seat again, held up his binoculars and continued to monitor the vehicles on the bridge, talking to the person next to him without saying a word. Colleagues were chatting about the football game they watched yesterday.

As a small employee, he didn't know exactly what happened. He only knew that his superiors attached great importance to this and sent many people from the headquarters.

"I was at the scene yesterday. The quarterback of the Eagles was hit so hard that he was almost paralyzed and will have to use a wheelchair for the rest of his life."

He talked about the scene of the game with great excitement. It took him a while to notice that his colleagues kept winking at him, so he quickly closed his mouth and looked sideways carefully out of the corner of his eye.

In the corner of the room, the bald man who called himself Professor N was wearing a suit, sitting in a wheelchair, with his eyes closed and concentrating.

Of course he heard the conversation between the two mortals, as well as the words "paralysis" and "wheelchair\

,"But as the leader of the mutants, Professor N has always been magnanimous, how could he be so petty?

It was just a suggestion that they would suffer from depression, mania, split personality and other mental illnesses ten days later.

‘nigger is also very angry. ’

Professor N secretly thought, and continued to use his mental power to scan and detect the vehicles downstairs.

Angel City is located on the sea. If the superpower wants to take Caroline and Angelica into Angel City, there are only four ways.

Skydiving, high-altitude penetration, driving across the sea-crossing bridge, and crossing the sea by boat.

On every traffic route, there is one or several Pioneer Company teams squatting. To ensure that nothing goes wrong in the last two hours before the time limit.

Buzz——

The employee who was drinking coffee suddenly felt his cell phone vibrating violently in his jacket pocket. He took it out and glanced at it, and his eyes immediately straightened.

【Emergency Alert】

[The ballistic missile flying from the Pacific is approaching the Los Angeles city area. Please go to the evacuation facility immediately. This is not a drill]

Before the employee could put down his coffee, other people's cell phones in the room began to ring with high-pitched tones.

In the entire apartment building, drivers waiting to pass at the bridge entrance, and even in the entire city, almost everyone received the same text message on their mobile phones.

"What are you doing?"

"This is a joke, right?"

The driver and pedestrians looked at each other and were at a loss for a moment.

The TV station that was playing an advertisement suddenly inserted a picture with white text on a black background, issuing an emergency alert in the name of the US government;

All email addresses in the Los Angeles city area will receive the same email;

Electronic traffic status signs on roadside streets change colors to show nearby subways, underground parking lots and other evacuation facilities;

"Hell, it's an Amber Alert!"

A pedestrian was the first to react and exclaimed: "The text message is true! The missile is coming!"

Amber Alert, AMBER, stands for America's Missing: Broadcasting Emergency Response.

It was originally a national alert system set up to respond to child abduction cases - when a child abduction case is confirmed and certain conditions are met,

The U.S. Emergency Alert System (EAS) will send alerts to ordinary people where the kidnapping occurred through radio, television, email, text messages, online social platforms and other channels.

Because AMBER is really easy to use, this system has also been used for serious violent crimes such as terrorist attacks, kidnappings, and mass shootings, as well as natural disasters such as hurricanes, tsunamis, and earthquakes.

(There is also a reunion system in the country with similar functions)

A text message about an incoming missile may be a false alarm, but cross-verification through so many channels such as radio, television, and email makes it unlikely to be false news.

After a short delay, the pedestrians finally came to their senses.

Chaos spread across the city.

Someone was sweating profusely, opening Google Maps with trembling hands, and running towards the nearest underground parking lot;

Some people knocked down strangers with one punch and snatched motorcycles or bicycles as means of transportation;

Some people cry for their parents and use their mobile phones to say goodbye to their parents and loved ones via video;

Some people breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the text message. Shi Shiran walked up to the company boss who usually hated him to death and slapped him hard in the face, giving him a middle finger;

Some people used their brains and rushed north of the city - the ballistic missile flying from the Pacific could only be North Korea, Russia, or one of the big Eastern countries, and the latter two have consulates in Los Angeles.

No matter how good the missile is, it won't blow up your own consulate, right?

"?!"

On a pure white helium airship, Cervantes stared out the window at the city traffic that suddenly fell into chaos with his eyes wide open.

A full day has passed since the super-powered person escaped from prison outside Denver. There are only the last two hours left before the 48-hour mission deadline.

During this period of time, Cervantes has been keeping his heart tight and wary of the opposing players. Now that my boots have landed, I feel relieved.

“Whenever a major power launches a nuclear strike, the priority will always be the hostile country’s nuclear facilities, political centers, arsenals, military bases, ports, and finally major cities.

In comparison, Los Angeles' priority was too low, and others such as Washington did not receive text messages, proving that the entire alert was false. It's man-made. "

Cervantes's mind was racing, "FEMA, the U.S. Federal Emergency Management Agency! The player opposite has invaded FEMA!"

The Federal Emergency Management Agency is headquartered in Washington, D.C., and has offices throughout the United States.

That player does not need to really threaten the entire city. As long as he takes control of the FEMA office in Los Angeles, or even just invades the network, he can skip a lot of steps and directly issue false alarms to the entire city through pre-set programs, creating a huge confusion.

And his intention is also obvious, to fish in troubled waters.

"The alarm is false. Don't panic. Stay at your post. The superpower is coming."

Cervantes shouted over the communications channel, but the impact of his words was limited to Pioneer.

The city fell into a larger-scale traffic jam and chaos. Under all the surveillance cameras, everyone was running aimlessly, and no suspicious objects could be found at all.

"shit."

Cervantes uttered a curse word as usual, took a deep breath, and said on the radio channel: "Professor N, it's up to you."

"Um."

The black braised egg nodded, lit the marijuana cigarette with a lighter, took a long puff, and began to meditate.

Professor X in the original X-Men can find and control the mind of anyone anywhere on the planet.

This black Professor N, who was transformed by the old seal, naturally cannot be as defiant as Professor X. What he can do is to find a relatively peaceful mind from the chaotic hearts in the city.

The whole process was not smooth. A large number of chaotic thoughts poured into Professor N's ​​mind, causing his brain to overload and causing nosebleeds to flow from his nostrils.

He could sense that senior officials of the Los Angeles government were hiding in underground bunkers, so that no one went to FEMA's Los Angeles office for verification;

He could sense that in the extremely crowded subway stations and parking lots, countless people were crying, confessing, regretting, and begging;

He even sensed that a pair of biological siblings were kissing each other with the idea of ​​"anyway, they will die if the nuclear bomb comes, so why not have a good time before death"? Well, I don't know what will happen to these two after the false alarm is debunked. How to get along.

Beyond these minds, Professor N finally found several suspicious targets approaching the cross-sea bridge from different directions.

One of them was less than five hundred meters away from him.

"Under the sea! There is a spiritual wave at the bottom of the sea!"

Professor N opened his eyes suddenly, and without wiping away the nosebleed, he quickly took the tablet and marked the coordinates on the map.

Cervantes pursed his lips. Sure enough, the other party was messing up the city just to provide cover for the raid.

That being the case

He turned his head and looked at a bearded man wearing Nordic armor, "Thunder God Thor, it's your turn to take action."

"Um."

The bearded man nodded. He was a fourth-level lightning system user who had been transformed by the old seal.

Since the old seal can only transform the human body itself and cannot create equipment, he is wearing a cospaly uniform temporarily bought from the comic exhibition, and the hammer in his hand is not Thor's hammer.

It's a claw hammer used for nailing wooden boards.

Regardless of how inconsistent the claw hammer looks, in any case, "Thor" opened the hatch, jumped down, his whole body lit up with lightning, and swung out the hammer the moment it touched the sea.

Zila——

Rolling thunder and lightning penetrated the not-so-deep offshore sea, illuminating the turbid water.

A figure was struck by lightning and jumped out from the bottom of the sea.

It was a middle-aged man with a handsome face, wearing a wet suit and a rose on his chest.

"I am Thor, the son of Odin, the king of Asgard, the guardian and heir of Asgard, the God of Thunder. Who are you?" The God of Thunder shouted in a deep voice, holding a claw hammer and half of his body submerged in the water.

The man in the suit stepped on the sea water and wiped his hair, "I am the King of the Sea."

Neptune? It doesn’t look like it, it’s too thin, and where’s your trident?

Seemingly sensing Thor's confusion, Neptune took out a phone book from his pocket, with a long list of names densely written on it.

[Wendy, Chicago, twenty-two years old, single, nightclub DJ, occasional date]

[Pella, Seattle, 34-year-old married, husband goes to Europe for business trip every summer]

[Yulia, San Francisco, 19 years old, likes skiing, poetry, and photography]

After each string of names, there is also a number and specific address.

It’s so annoying, isn’t this Neptune? !