The Death Knell

The adjutant's report came out quickly. She eavesdropped on radio communications everywhere through a global network of safe houses.

The good news is that only the United States was invaded, and Britain and France, as allies, were calm at this time.

The bad news is that not only the east coast of the United States, but all parts of the country, including first-tier cities, have been attacked by unknown armed forces.

The police were of little use, and after the war the army was dismantled, leaving the country with only the National Guard, and by this time most of the Guard had lost contact.

"Is there any movement in the North and South of the United States?" Su Ming asked, sitting on the boss's chair fully armed, wiping his weapons in his hands.

"No, everything is normal." The adjutant replied simply: "There is no sign of the Germans taking advantage of the passage, and there is no invasion now."

"Well, it seems that the head of state still hates the United States as always." Su Ming picked his ears.

Monaco had no objection to Deathstroke's behavior of monitoring the world. After all, Ancient One went too far. He not only wanted to listen, but also wanted to see, and the scope was the entire dimension.

He was just curious. Deathstroke actually used technology to achieve half of the effects of magic. At least the surveillance in big cities and on land was comprehensive, and it seemed to be free of charge.

Deathstroke wouldn't tell him that the price was dollars he didn't like.

Thousands of safe houses are built around the world, and all kinds of communication, defense, living, and transportation equipment must be installed. If this cost is converted into rabbits raised by the Magic Prince, it should be enough for him to blow up the moon.

Fortunately, they have the help of artificial intelligence like the adjutant. Otherwise, Su Ming and Gin would not have the energy to manage so many small bases in recent years.

It's just that I didn't originally plan to use this deck. Using this system all will occupy the adjutant's computing power, and the research progress of important projects will be affected.

"Can your technology monitor alien planes? Like hell or something?" Monaco couldn't help but interjected. He found that Deathstroke's technology seemed to have taken a big step forward quietly.

He knew about the existence of the adjutant, but he thought that she was just a toy. He did not expect that she was the real person in charge of scientific research.

So why does Deathstroke still have a large group of people who can only study daily department stores? Is it a cover-up?

In fact, no, those scientists were originally geniuses. They were plotted by Kang when they first came to work at Wilson Enterprises, and they became what they are today.

Although it was unexpected, Su Ming felt that he was also responsible for not preventing the attack on the timeline when he first arrived at Marvel.

So instead of firing those scientists who were no longer useful, he kept them and raised them up. It didn't matter what they could invent, the key was to be morally decent.

Otherwise, if he fires these people, he won't be able to remove the nanobugs, and these people won't even be able to find jobs.

Imagine what it would be like for a poor scientist A, who lost his job at Wilson Enterprises and applied for a job at Stark Industries.

A: "I'm a physicist."

Howard: "Oh? Me too. What do you know? Do you know anything about anti-gravity systems? Or is it about optics?"

A: "I can... prepare instant noodle ingredients, hot pot base, stocking ironing techniques, and lipstick color mixing."

Howard: "#@!%% @"

Thinking about it felt miserable, so Su Ming simply gave him the salary of a first-class physicist and kept this kind of "special talent" in his own company.

Department stores can also make money, but not as quickly as arms.

That thief Howard has been stealing Wilson Enterprises' military market these years.

It has to be said that if the weapons genius really put a little more thought into the military industry, even if it is 1%, the thing he can create will be better than what Su Ming has his men copy from memory.

Fortunately, his attention now is more often on the women in Hollywood.

In retaliation for stealing the order, Su Ming just let the paparazzi of the Daily Bugle expose Howard's various tidbits, and earned back the money lost from the military order through the media.

Several big melons in a row made the American people at that time full of food. Even the furry bears across the ocean saw it and designated Howard as the "representative of the degenerate capitalists of American imperialism."

But he himself was not ashamed but proud, and he had even more fun.

"We can't monitor other planes now, but after the reverse cracking of the Celestial Group technology is completed, maybe we can." Su Ming knew what Monaco was worried about: "But energy is also a problem. The Celestial Group technology needs star cores as energy. This That’s why they eat planets.”

But magic will not be replaced by technology, because rules have always coexisted with the world, and magic is the means to communicate them.

In fact, in comparison, Su Ming felt that Doom was smarter than Luther.

Doom knows that technology and magic can go hand in hand and walk on two legs. Luther, on the other hand, has always been a one-legged jumper. Although he jumps fast, he is not stable.

Speaking of which, Doom is severely disfigured. Is he also bald?

"What are you going to do next?"

Monaco didn't know why Deathstroke looked at his hairline and asked with a strange look on his face.

"We have analyzed the overall situation from a macro perspective. Now all parts of the United States are basically in chaos. Then we need to go to the front line to see where those soldiers came from."

No matter what is underneath the iron-gray military uniform and black gas mask, you have to see it before you can judge.

"Tell me where to go." Monaco entered the role. He only asked where the Germans were.

"The police radio said that there is a guy wearing a red and black flag running rampant in New York. Let's kill him and his troops first."

Su Ming asked the adjutant to project a city map and click on a certain street.

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"Where's the flamethrower! Yes! Burn it, burn it for me! Hahahaha!"

Duzun gave the order in less than proficient English, and the soldiers in iron-gray uniforms around him immediately obeyed. The flamethrowers used to clean up the Pacific islands during World War II were taken onto the road.

There is almost no need to aim, just pull the trigger towards the building on the roadside.

Fire dragons instantly ignited the interior of the building. The doors and windows were like the devil's facial features, spitting out blazing flames and thick smoke.

The Super Axis is spread out by Zemo, each leading a group of troops into the city to wreak havoc.

The progress was very smooth, Faust's plan made everything smooth, and he was very happy after following Zemo as the king of earth rats for ten years.

Finally, the Americans also have this day.

There is no hatred between the country and the family. He won't worry about those boring things. He just likes killing. After all, he was created as a weapon.

Wearing a blue tights decorated with black and red crosses, he lifted a car on the roadside and threw it at the fleeing pedestrians in the distance, laughing heartily.

Before they dispersed, he made a bet with other teammates on who Captain America would find first to see who could kill the symbol of America first.

Duzun grabbed the task of attacking New York. In his opinion, this is the largest city in the United States with a higher population density. Captain America will definitely come to rescue it first.

But when the car he threw was caught by a man with one hand and stopped in mid-air, he found that things were not that simple.

Damn Faust, he seems to have something important left unsaid!