The Death Knell

"He said I'm not Deathstroke, haha, Cindy, did you hear that?"

Su Ming smiled and flicked the ash from his cigarette, put the shotgun on his shoulder in a Terminator-like posture, and asked the other death knell next to him.

"I heard it, this joke is not bad." Cindy took off her helmet with a big sword and wiped her hair: "So I guess he doesn't recognize me either."

It was obvious that he didn't recognize her. It could be seen from his micro-expression. The moment the helmet was taken off, Dr. Santo's pupils narrowed and expanded when he looked at Cindy, indicating that he was first fearful and then fell into doubt.

I don’t know how long he has been doing scientific research on this soybean earth. Did he miss all the major events of more than half a year?

Of course, it may also be because Su Ming himself is low-key enough, and all the credit for those things in the past has been pushed to Zheng Lian, and outsiders have no way of knowing what a death knell has done.

"Brutus is still of some use, so I let him go, but you..." Su Ming raised his gun and pointed it at the bald man's chest, trying to avoid the reflection of the Mediterranean hairstyle: "It's better to die. Come, please accept your damn set meal."

"Wait, let's talk..."

"Boom! Click!"

The shotgun blew the bald man away directly, and the huge kinetic energy of the single-head bullet opened a big hole in the thin human chest. Dr. Santo still had a trace of confusion on his face, but the light in his eyes had dimmed.

"There's nothing to talk about. Not just any cat or dog can talk to me, not to mention you're still an ugly old man."

Su Ming, with a look of disgust on his face, slowly walked towards the corpse and asked Zhuo Zhu to pull out the man's head and eat it. He calmly withdrew the cartridge case and watched the small red tube that was still emitting green smoke pop out of the side of the gun, making a hollow sound. Bounce on the floor:

"Also, I haven't hunted with a gun for a long time. Unfortunately, the space here is limited, so I can't let you run for a while. It's a pity."

He still prefers talking to corpses, and useless enemies should become corpses.

Cindy was used to this. Her head was turning to search for things in the room, and then she decided to dismantle the valuable-looking three-dimensional projection screen to support her family:

"I want these monitors."

"Take whatever you want. I don't want these things. By the way, didn't I give you a pocket? It's all full? The thing with the highest technical content is the ring star gate. It is suspected to be the Genesis Star technology. You can dismantle it and move it. Go back and sell it to Bliss.”

Su Ming waited for Strangler to read Simon Santo's memory and made some suggestions for the search for the female Deathstroke.

"Dry food, drinking water, ammunition, weapons, communication equipment, first aid medicines, and the space grid are completely insufficient." Cindy dropped the junk she had obtained before, came to Su Ming's side and stretched out her palm: "Give me a few more backpacks , I will accompany you hunting when this mission is over."

He simply asked the adjutant to transfer a bunch of backpacks down and handed them to Cindy for her to use: "That's it, after this period of work is over, we will go fight alien bugs."

"Hey."

A large amount of information was sent from the strangulation, indicating that the memory reading had been completed. Su Ming signaled Cindy to do his own work. He wanted to analyze the information in the dead man's mind.

"Well......"

For the most part, Simon Santo is nothing more than a pawn whose mind is filled with ideas about robot construction, or how to make money transforming the "scrap" of Gotham.

These memories are not worth a penny, at least to Su Ming.

As for Darkseid’s connection to him? In fact, it was the men of the dark tyrant who came to him unilaterally. He was not even a named leader of the dark elite, but just a captain of the "jet-bow" unit.

The jet bow troops can probably be considered a good team under Darkseid. At least they are more advanced than the demon-like soldiers forged from fear. They also have their own brains and wisdom, and their total number is about three hundred. Thousands of people.

If we had to find a similar setting from the earth's military units, they would probably be horse archers?

In short, the armor of these soldiers is a bit like "RoboCop Murphy". They ride motorcycles that can fly. Their weapons are high-tech bows and arrows. The rockets they fire are a bit like the "bolter bombs" from the Warhammer universe. , are all miniature rockets.

The soldiers all wore blue armor, and their squad leader wore bright yellow, the lightest and most tender yellow, which was easy to identify.

By the way, their unit's battle cry is 'missile launch' and they call their arrows missiles.

To briefly summarize Dr. Santo's experience, it is the process of an ordinary Gotham street kid becoming rich. One night, he was kidnapped by demonoids while stealing food. He was then given some technological information and underwent He underwent a surgery similar to knowledge initiation, and was then left to fend for himself on Soy Earth.

It wasn't until the Jet Bow Team sent him a portal not long ago that he was able to return to Earth 0 and fulfill his master's wish.

There is no specific mission. The instructions given to him by his superiors are to disrupt Earth 0 as much as possible and create trouble for the Justice League.

As a Gothamite, he himself chose to change the world from that city, but before he could do anything, he was blocked by Death Knell.

This fool thought Su Ming was the old man Deathstroke, and even replaced Deathstroke in the dock video with Batman to deceive people. It was so laughable.

But there was something else to discover, because in his memory, Brutus was really not from Darkseid. Although Baldy and the Minotaur were in a cooperative relationship, neither party knew the other's background, let alone Like everyone gets what they need.

The trade of soybeans for weapons was what the doctor used to trick the strong man. He wanted to gain control of the refuge, but the strong man had a popular base and a boss named Zubado behind him.

Dr. Santo has not met the mysterious man, but he overheard a communication between the man and Brutus. In that communication, Zubado scolded the Minotaur, saying that he was a waste and that his progress was too slow. If he can no longer prove to his master, he will die.

He sounds like a cruel and crazy man.

Other than that, there isn't much valuable information.

Darkseid seems to know that Deathstroke's little pet has a way of obtaining information by eating brains, so he is obviously a lot more cautious.

In this case, we still have to rely on the information that may exist in Cyborg's mind...

It's not a problem to be passively defensive if you don't know where Darkseid is. You still have to take the initiative.

"Um, two Deathstrokes?" A golden retriever head stuck out from the door behind her. Sarah raised her hand with a constipated expression on her face: "We don't seem to have found the wrong place in the timeline, but everyone here is dead. What should I do? Will you accompany us to find another shelter?"