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"We filled it with a high-yield nuclear bomb! This guy must have been overwhelmed, but it looks like this guy is holding a grudge!" Dr. Serizawa wiped the mist on his lenses, and his words were incoherent.

"The earth is really hollow. We took a nuclear submarine and found very ancient ruins where Godzilla slept!"

"So what, Doctor, we'll talk about the ruins later!" Fisher tugged at Serizawa's sleeve, then pointed to Godzilla, who was still whipping the corpse.

"How long will this guy stay here?"

"I don't know about this either!" An embarrassed expression flashed across Serizawa's face. The emperor had studied Godzilla for decades, and knew that the other party was careful, but he didn't expect that Ghidorah's corpse had been burned by atomic breath. After three times, the originally black bones were about to turn into colored glass at this moment, and the other party was still continuing.

"My people are all going to have another wave of orbital strikes!"

"Wait, wait!" Serizawa became anxious when he heard it. Godzilla was the only breakthrough for our work over the years. His father studied it all his life, and he studied it for half his life. If Godzilla is gone, this ancestral heritage The craftsmanship is broken!

In fact, it was Serizawa's fault at the beginning. After they followed Godzilla into the ruins, they saw Godzilla dying and thought that this guy was going to die, so the grief-stricken Serizawa planned to manually detonate a tactical nuclear bomb on the opponent. , to see if he can wake it up, but Godzilla just wants to sleep because he consumes too much energy, and then absorb some radiation to replenish the energy.

Serizawa, who did not know why, went up to install a nuclear bomb, and then handed over the detonation task to a tactical robot.

As soon as the nuclear bomb exploded, the massive amount of radiation directly fed Godzilla. Originally, Godzilla's plan was to sleep and take revenge after a few days. The mouth is like rice, not only is it uncomfortable to hold, the bed is also blown up by Serizawa, and Nima is paralyzed by sleep!

The angry Godzilla didn't sleep anymore, he got back into the sea to get revenge on Ghidorah, but he hurried all the way, the enemy was killed by someone else, he wanted to leave, but he was very dry, and Because of the beating he suffered before, he was full of anger and turned into an atomic breath and sprayed it onto Ghidorah's corpse.

After venting for about an hour, Godzilla, who felt that his body had returned to normal, felt in a good mood, and it also sensed that there were still many monsters doing things outside. You must know that the title of King of Monsters is going to be called out. It had a real fight with Ghidorah and killed each other. Naturally, it became the handle of the monster, and other monsters would naturally be obedient, go back to sleep or fish, but this time It has never fought with Ghidorah, and those monsters will naturally not listen to it, and they need to fight them one by one.

Before leaving, it kicked Ghidorah's corpse again, and then panted heavily, and slid back into the sea leisurely.

"Sir, are we going to pursue it?"

Looking at the incomparably arrogant Mr. Brother passing in front of him, the drenched Defense Secretary Mr. Ross glared at the equally embarrassed staff behind him.

"What are you going to chase? I'll give you a machine gun speedboat and ten seals. Go chase it. If you can't destroy Godzilla, get out of my team!"

The scolded staff shrank his neck and rolled aside obediently, while Ross was looking at the crater in the distance with his binoculars, to be precise, the skeleton of Ghidorah in the crater thoughtfully.

"Captain, I have a mission for you!" Ross called the marine commander who came over to the battleship and pointed to the crater in the distance.

"You take your people to block off the place, and no one is allowed to enter or leave, understand? Note, I am talking about no one, except me, like some superhero, private mercenary, not allowed to enter, even if it is a bar Not even a dog!"

"Yes, sir!" The captain took the order, took out a heavy burden on his shoulders and led the order away, and drove over a dozen fourth-class people from the sea in a speedboat.

But what Ross didn't expect was that just a few minutes later, the captain rushed back with the soldiers in despair.

"Sir, we were stopped. They said it was private territory and no one was allowed to enter!"

"???" Ross grabbed the telescope and saw that Stark's Disaster Damage Control Bureau had set up some scaffolding there, and several construction machines were busy.

"What is the guy in your hands doing, the glorious marines are afraid of some workers?" Ross was furious.

He also hoped that this battle would give him some political capital, and then wait a few years to become a president or something. As a result, the coalition fleet was paddling all the way. Although there was no loss, it also had no victory, and he couldn't even drink soup. .

The captain was wronged Baba. After he brought people over, he wanted to use a tough attitude at first, but Rod and Sam, the two first-class people (the old Falcon unit seems to belong to the Air Force), went to that stop, and then Coupled with the cheerful appearance of Team America, what else is there to be tough?

Since it's not hard, let's be soft. Ross put on clean clothes and went ashore to talk to everyone about the glorious years of fighting together in the past to see if he can get a few bones and go back to trade. As soon as he came ashore, I saw another row of Atlas heavy trucks coming outside the crater, and Stark's subordinates were wearing nuclear, biological and chemical protective suits disassembling the skeleton and preparing to load the truck.

"Mr. Minister, I don't know what you are doing here?" Starkpi stopped in front of Ross with a smile.

"I just came to see, this guy is quite big! So many bones, where are you sending them?"

"Prepare to send it to the airport first, then transfer to Boston for disinfection and washing, eliminate harmful substances and send it to the Monster Exhibition Hall!"

"You want an exhibition?" Ross was dumbfounded.

"Yes, this is Fisher's idea. We defeated the prehistoric monster, just like the ancients defeated the mammoth, we should promote it!"

"Yes, it's time to publicize it, but these bones are so many, can you give me a little bit so that the White House can also have a bright face?"

"Mr. Minister, your words are out of the question!" Stark said with a bad smile.

"All of us are from Amei Rick, and we are all good brothers. What else is there for you and me? We have an exhibition, and the White House will naturally have light. You are busy with business, so just go to work!"

Low EQ: stay where it is cool.

High emotional intelligence: things are busy, go do your business!

"Not at all? Let's discuss it, Betty is single now!"

"Then share it with you!" Stark pretended to be serious.

"Come on, take a piece of the tailbone, Mr. Minister!"