The Death Knell

After listening to Tony's words, Deathstroke shook his head, and the voice entered everyone's ears through the communicator:

"The airborne troops are destined to be surrounded every time they enter the battlefield. Look, why are you panicking? Come up with some strategy. You are a man with a mustache after all."

"With a beard, you don't have to be eaten by zombies?"

The iron man also flew up. Anyway, he could fly, and he would die as a fellow Taoist but not as a poor Taoist.

Deathstroke stood on the flying carpet, put his fist on his chin, looked like he was thinking for a moment, and then tilted his head: "That's not true, but if you have a beard, the zombies may be slower to bite you. After all, they will eat the hair. , it hurts your throat a lot, doesn’t it?”

"vomit"

Seeing the rotting faces of the zombies, their exposed gums, and the yellow saliva splashing freely as they ran, Iron Man retched as expected.

Smart people have this problem. Sometimes their brains are out of control. When they hear something, they automatically start to fantasize about specific details.

The heroes of 1610 are very realistic. They would rather let others die than let themselves die.

Seeing Deathstroke and his team taking off, Iron Man also took off, so they were the only ones left to face the alien zombie army?

No way, if you don’t try your best, why should I do it?

Everyone thought so, so within a few seconds, before the zombies could rush in front of everyone, everyone was lifted into the air.

"What's going on? Why are they all running away? Aren't we going to fight?" Human Torch looked eager to try. He was able to elementalize and believed that zombies were no threat to him at all, so he wanted to do it with those hundreds of thousands of zombies. A person.

He asked a series of three questions, and the flame man's face looked at Deathstroke who was the first to 'escape' with a bit of displeasure.

The Supreme Mage's eyes behind the diamond-shaped eyepieces narrowed for a moment, but then he let his cloak help block the attack from below, and answered:

"Don't worry, Johnny, take another look."

It turns out that just now, a group of zombies had rushed to where everyone was standing, but these zombies would only jump around on the ground, shoot into the sky with various weapons and super powers, and scream like crazy that they were hungry, but they were not a threat at all. It’s up to everyone’s methods.

Although the moon's gravity is only one-sixth that of the earth, zombies can jump very high after running, but flying is another matter.

"I see, it's a brilliant tactic. Most aliens can't fly. In modern warfare, the side without air supremacy has no say." Lan Qi immediately understood the idea of ​​the tactic, which was to use everyone's flying or The ability to levitate, thus shielding the zombies from the battlefield.

Although there were a large number of them, those attacks alone could not break through the cloak's defense. It felt like everyone was sitting on a space carrier, with hundreds of thousands of bearded Middle Eastern men holding AK47s shooting into the sky below.

It's lively enough, but what's the threat? Totally out of the question.

"Yes, it's just like what you said." Su Ming nodded towards the black man, looking down from the edge of the cloak, with a hint of playfulness in his tone: "Do you know that the aliens were the experimental subjects of the Kree in ancient times? "

"I know, a group of monsters." Tony also came over to look below, and he picked up the topic: "Black Bolt's face is ashen, Medusa's head is covered with venomous snakes, Gorgon is a vampire, they are all alien monsters .”

This is the case on Earth 1610. The Inhumans are all mutated creatures, a bit like mythical monsters. In short, they don't look like Earthlings.

Especially the Black Bolt over there. In fact, he is not livid as Tony said, but his skin is light blue. Like the Kree, he is also very evil. From time to time, his eyes will turn white and he will twitch. Yes, it seems like there is some illness that makes him moody.

"It's easy to explain if you know this." Su Ming touched a cigarette, held it between his fingers and stretched it out of the flying carpet. At this time, a laser shot out to help him light the fire: "There is a story in the East. Have you ever heard the story about a tiger learning skills from a cat?"

"I know."

Miles's friend's family is of Chinese descent, so he immediately raised his hand to answer.

It is the famous story of "leave one hand behind". The tiger learned a skill and wanted to eat the cat as its master. As a result, the cat kept one hand behind and did not teach the student the skill of climbing trees.

"That's right." Deathstroke put the cigarette into the mouth of the little bean sprout on his shoulder, and let it bite it with its sharp teeth: "Among the Kree, there are those who can fly by themselves without relying on high-tech suits. It is estimated that they only account for one hundred millionth of the total population, at least at the level of the Grand Accuser. So do you think the Kree will give their experimental race the ability to fly with all crew members?"

"But the aliens are still very strong. They have evolved spatial abilities." Susan, as a woman who personally destroyed the alien race, has a deep understanding of it.

"It is the most ironic thing to say that individuals are powerful, because man-made evolutionary experiments are still no match for the miraculous craftsmanship of nature."

As he spoke, Su Ming seemed to be feeling emotional, and Hangsha also blew out a smoke ring in response:

"The probability of the Inhumans evolving superpowers is very high. As long as there are Terrigen crystals, almost 90% of the population can awaken various superpowers. But abilities are also divided into strong and weak. If you awaken the ability to automatically wash dishes, , obviously there is no fighting ability.”

Jessica in the audience rubbed her face speechlessly and complained: "Who would awaken such an unreliable super power?! It would be better not to have it at all. Even the ability to automatically wash clothes would be better?!"

"Okay, I know you are troubled by washing clothes. I will give you a washing machine when you get back. Don't hint." Su Ming touched the girl's head and put her into Loki's arms: "Continue with the previous topic. On Earth, human evolution has not been interfered by humans, but as a result, everyone knows that humans with powerful abilities born due to genetic mutations are far more powerful than the Inhumans."

"The lower limit of the Inhumans' abilities is high, but the upper limit is also low. The lower limit of human abilities is low, but the upper limit is higher?" Loki hugged the girl and said with an evil smile: "But after all, they are still not as good as the Asa."

"You just have a long body but not a brain, let's put it another way." Deathstroke waved his hands as if to shoo away flies, and looked at the people on the flying carpet with different expressions: "So, I infer that 99.99% of the zombies of the Inhumans are They can’t fly, so we just need to lift off and watch the monkeys dance.”

"But the spatial ability." Susan still did not let down her guard. She had been maintaining the force field protection. In fact, the pressure was not small.

"Yes, I know, ha!" Halfway through his words, Deathstroke suddenly thrust the lightsaber in his hand behind him. The elbow turned at an unreasonable angle, as if his arm had grown backwards.

"Ouch!!!"

A scream seemed to come from everyone's heart, and the weapon of the death knell had just cut a huge zombie dog into two halves.

He seemed to have known the opponent's plan to attack him a long time ago, and the timing of his attack was precise, as if the monster had bumped into the tip of his sword.

The lightsaber in his hand twisted for a while and then disappeared. He kicked the corpse of the zombie dog off the flying carpet with his feet, took out the flamethrower to disinfect the cloak, and nodded to Susan:

"This is tetanus you're talking about, right?"