Chapter 168 51 But Is It All Worth It? (Manual Dog Head)

Chapter 168 51. But is it all worth it? (Manual dog head)

In the room above the main control room of Osborn Tower, old Norman Osborn was standing in front of a wall covered with surveillance cameras like a voyeur.

This guy who had just appeared very weak in the communication with the second barrel, now crossed his arms with full energy. The screen in front of him reflected the bloody scene of the second barrel cutting off the head of the White Ghost and the Master of Imitation being pressed to the ground and torn by the crazy wolf spider Peter.

There were two bodies lying on the ground behind the Green Goblin with blood coming out of all seven orifices.

Those were the two Cleaner commanders he had killed. They were the guys who were responsible for the cross-world communication and contact system. Killing them could effectively prevent what happened here from being discovered by the Cleaner headquarters.

Although I don't know how true the old Green Goblin's previous words were, judging from his arrangement alone, this guy's words about rebelling against the Stars and the Cleaners didn't seem to be false.

And judging from his relaxed posture now, it was not a mistake here that caused the three commanders to escape, but it seemed that they were deliberately let out by old Norman.

"White Ghost is dead, Master Mimic has been dismembered, and now only Assault Commander Crossbones is still active. That guy is trying to regroup and launch a counterattack.

However, the devil that crawled out of hell has already regarded these mad dogs as snacks.

It's really hard for these young people to persuade Connors. I went to see that stubborn ghost three times in person and couldn't have a complete conversation with him."

The Green Goblin snapped his fingers, and the wall monitor in front of him converted the full view of Osborne Tower.

He admired the lizardmen who were advancing in the rain and fire in the night, and finally, his eyes fell on Mason Cooper who was driving the anti-Superman armor and knocking through the wall to move towards Barbara Gordon's position.

The old fox stared at the figure of the captain of Team K on the screen, and whispered:

"This guy is quite capable, no wonder he was sent to execute the Sandman. We lost the Hydra Team, which is a heartbreaking loss. It takes more than just time to train a Class B team.

But it is also a good thing that we can get stronger reinforcements.

Otto, I know you are eavesdropping.

Tell me.

Tell me what you think."

"I think you should curb your bad habits. Did you not take good care of the Green Goblin and let it run out again?"

Doctor Octopus complained in Norman Osborn's office through the remotely hacked speakers. He said:

"You are fully capable of cleaning up those five guys here. Everything is obviously developing in a good direction, but you have to make so many troubles."

"No , this is necessary. "

Old Norman rubbed his forehead and closed his eyes and said:

"For what we have been doing, I must ensure that all links are reliable. I am satisfied that Team K has the determination to resist and is not afraid of the threat of the cleaners, but they cannot be weak.

Weak people can't go far in the Star Club.

Don't worry, I will compensate them. That Mason seems to be an organized person.

On the contrary, you, Otto.

Three years ago, I invited you to join the plan, but you not only refused but also ran away secretly, which means that you didn't have much confidence in our ideas at that time. What about now?

Why do you want to take the initiative to help Team K now? Do you really see some "justice" or "conscience" in this Mason? "

"I was forced out by you, Norman!"

Dr. Otto said hatefully:

"I hid well underground, but you That broken machine is going to bury me, and I just entered your database, and I found that you are using gravity hammers to make some dangerous weapons.

So I guess, even if there is no unexpected factor of Team K, you will still find a way to launch a siege against the cleaners, right? Is your plan not going well?

It seems that your pioneer teams have not contacted you for a long time? Or have you upgraded the communication system so that I can no longer monitor your conversations? "

Faced with this question, the old Green Goblin spoke with a hint of sadness after several seconds:

"Hatred alone cannot unite the survivors, Otto, especially when our enemy is a behemoth that spans countless worlds and grows every day.

People will be afraid, especially after experiencing the end of the world.

That's instinct.

Tight With fear comes retreat. The firm oath we made at the beginning is losing its courage in the face of the cold reality.

I admit that our small organization is about to fall apart. The Hydra team is the only team I can still fully control, but they are also buried by Mason.

That is why we need Mason and the forces behind him.

With their help, I can call back those "wanderers" who want to forget the past. They may want to start a new life, and I also hope to bless them.

But that must be after we have the power to choose. "

"I advise you to be honest."

Doctor Octopus reminded:

"If Mason is indeed the last hope to save all your plans, then you should tell him the truth. I don't think this young man will give up on you just because you don't have any cards in your hand now.

Otherwise, he would not risk being executed and fight against the cleaners with us here.

Mason and his team members did not choose to help us because of the exchange of interests you mentioned. Before you came forward, he had already made his own arrangements for our miserable world.

The factors related to you only accelerated his decision.

I can be sure of this. "

——

"boom"

The kinetic shotgun in Barbara Gordon's hand fired in the small Beehive Apartment. The deafening sound almost deafened people's ears. A group of liquidator biochemical soldiers who rushed into the room were hit by flying fragmented warheads. It flew up in the air and hit the opposite wall when it landed, completing a "horror decoration".

However, a powerful weapon alone is not enough to protect Batgirl at this time.

Especially when Barbara's microcomputer is still controlling the city defense weapons, she must allocate part of her attention to providing fire support for the underground people and shelter soldiers who are fighting fiercely in the city.

"Get out of here!"

In the smoke-filled room, Batgirl threw two explosive batarangs toward the door, blowing away several cleaners who tried to rush into the room again.

Then she heard a roar like a wild animal.

The liquidators who parachuted down from the upper floor were injected with cannon fodder-enhancing chemicals, and each one of them jumped in through the window with their muscles tensed and their eyes red.

What greeted these frantic beasts were the black muzzles of their guns.

Barbara emptied the four bullets in the gun chamber in one go, blasting those guys apart along with half the wall. While loading the weapon, she sent the tactical nuclear bombs from the Osborne Tower arsenal into launch. program.

Reinforcements from the Cleaners can no longer be allowed to enter the Osborne Tower. Casualties from all over are increasing rapidly. If the enemy comes again, the underground people will collapse.

Those lizardmen just looked wild and wild, but before they changed, they were all ordinary people.

"The launch program is about to start! Jane! Clear everyone around the arsenal silo! It's about to open."

Barbara warned Mary Jane who was fighting in Area A. Just as she was inputting the launch command, a tall figure drove a black armor through the bright night where explosions were constantly happening.

The guy smashed the remaining half of the wall with his head, landed behind Barbara amid splashing bricks, and then drew his gun and shot. Batgirl's bulletproof suit saved her life, but the impact of the bullet made her fall. On the ground, the attacker rushed up and beat him with three punches and two kicks, causing him to retreat in panic.

The batarang thrown by Barbara was dodged by the latter, and he opened the fighting stick and beat the opponent with the weapon wrapped with high-voltage electricity.

But the latter completely ignored the tickling attack and stepped forward, grabbing the bat girl's neck and lifting her into the air.

Barbara, who was struggling, kicked the guy's helmet with her legs and tore off the outer hood. Only then did she find that underneath the hood was a full-length black streamlined battle armor, with a cross of gray-black bones painted on the heart of the armor. .

There was a hint of ruthlessness and coldness under the mechanical mask shaped like an evil ghost.

A black plasma shoulder cannon popped out from the shoulder of the black armor, and a red triangular aiming symbol landed on Barbara's forehead.

"Your rebellion is quite interesting. The Stars are indeed a bunch of untrustworthy bastards."

A hoarse voice came from under the black battle helmet, and the commander said in a disdainful tone:

“After this incident is reported, maybe we can completely get rid of you disloyal hounds who deserve to rot in the mud, dogs that even dare to bite their owners!

What use do you need? "

"You behind you!"

Barbara, who was about to expire, rolled her eyes and said something while struggling.

"Do you think I'll be fooled like this? Do you think I'm a street gangster?"

Crossbones sneered and said:

"Now, remember your loved ones and die."

"clang"

The black steel fingers tapped on the cross-bone shoulder armor. If you don't consider the brutal sparks when the other hand armor tore open the plasma shoulder cannon, this scene actually looked like a joke between good friends.

This made the liquidator assault commander's face change drastically.

He threw Barbara high into the air and let her fall to her death. He turned around and controlled the arm of the light Mark armor on his body to activate the heavy cannon and fire three shots behind him.

"Dang Dang Dang"

Three dazzling plasma sparks bounced off the thick chest outer armor of the Anti-Superman suit, tearing cracks out of the outer armor. However, Mason, who was unscathed in the cockpit, moved his body and said:

"The 'Ghost' action mode test passed. John, the hidden inscription you helped carve worked well, thank you."

"You're welcome!"

Zha Kang's voice sounded from outside the broken wall nearby.

Amidst the whistling sound of flying wings flapping the air, the ferocious zombie flying dragon Noble carried the black magician and Barbara Gordon, who was lying on it, rubbing her neck and coughing, and floated to the broken wall.

Batgirl glared at Crossbones fiercely, and the microcomputer that raised her arm entered the launch command.

The next second, amidst the roaring sound of rocket ignition, a silver-gray missile roared into the night sky from the launch silo in Area A.

"ah!"

Crossbones saw this scene and knew he was doomed.

But this villain doesn't intend to be captured without hesitation. His opponent has power armor, and he also has it. The one he has is an improved version of the war machine's power armor, and it is equipped with a standard Ark reactor and can still compete.

"The last item, overload mode detection."

Facing the opponent's stubborn resistance, Mason decisively put his armor into overload.

The tritium energy device on the chest of the armor was glowing with purple light, operating at 200% violent energy output, which made Mason feel that every time the armor was hit with a heavy punch, it would clang and almost fall apart.

The two power armors then collided together, fighting each other amidst the harsh metal collision.

Zha Kang sent an "assist" in time. His zombie flying dragon sprayed out scorching dragon breath forward, igniting the ruined room and causing the two big guys to roll and hit the ground covered by heavy rain.

Seeing that he might be beaten, Crossbones immediately activated his thrusters as he fell, broke away from the contact with a more flexible attitude than Mason, and flew in the opposite direction in an attempt to distance himself, but the hellfire suddenly spurted out from below and caught him. Burning.

Etrigan, who was enjoying the slaughter, did not want to be disturbed.

The outside of Crossbones' power armor was melted almost instantly. He howled out of the flames and was dragged back by the claws shot from below. Then Mason rode up with his whole body and pressed this guy down like a woman fighting, an overloaded anti-Superman. The armor punched left and right with a force that would make Superman scream in pain if he was hit.

Fourteen or five times later, with a sound of shattering metal, Mason tore open Crossbones' armor, clasped the energy core hidden under his chest in his hand, and raised it with one hand.

The twisted metal covered the villain who wanted to escape and was thrown into the sky, where he was swallowed by the zombie dragon above him with its mouth open.

"Oh yeah!"

The moment Crossbones was killed, the Sorting Hat placed on Mason's head inside the armor let out an obscene whistle and uncontrollable cheers.

Although its world did not end because of these guys in front of it, being able to see these bastards die tragically is definitely something that makes people feel happy from the bottom of their hearts to Mr. Hat.

Mason flipped open the armor's helmet and looked at the "baby" tightly clasped in the five fingers of the armor with a satisfied smile.

He took the thing in his hand, climbed up from the exhausted anti-Superman armor, sat on the shoulders of the black power armor, and then saw a mushroom cloud lighting up outside the sea.

That meant the Cleaners' main base in this world was wiped out. With this scene of dazzling fire, a majestic symphony of the Valkyrie's Ride was sung by the Sorting Hat in Mason's mind.

The young man sighed and asked:

"Feeling good?"

"Well, to use a popular Muggle saying, it's so cool."

Mr. Hat did not hide his mood at this time.

Mason said quietly:

"You're welcome. Just feel free to do it. We Muggle servants can clean up the rest of the mess."

"Cool, not only have we betrayed the Society of Stars now, but we are also locked in a fight to the death with the more dangerous Cleaners."

Constantine, who jumped down from behind the zombie dragon, walked to Mason through muddy water soaked in oil and blood. He blew out a smoke ring and said:

"So? What's next for this mess?"

"You ask me, who am I asking? But you don't think there is any room for relaxation between us and them, do you?"

The captain sitting on the shoulder of the power armor glanced at the sky. The heavy rain just now had turned into small raindrops. Regardless of the war-torn bad land they were in, it still felt like a gentle breeze and drizzle.

He said:

"Since we were enemies from the beginning and we decided to fight to the end from the beginning, then don't pretend that the world is peaceful. It's just a matter of time now."

"I didn't say it was bad either."

Zha Kang rolled his eyes, crossed his arms and said:

"I just want to ask. You just led us to fight against the darkest and most evil forces in the star sea, and the only reward you can get is the gratitude of a group of doomsday survivors.

Is it really worth it? "

Faced with this tricky question, Mason shrugged and replied with a standard chicken soup sentence:

"If you insist on asking such a shameful question, I can only answer you, but do good things, John, and don't ask about your future."

Then he jumped down from the muddy water and began to check the condition of the Anti-Superman suit, while Zha Kang piloted his zombie flying dragon to fly to the battlefield on the other side to finish. He glanced at Barbara behind him who was bandaging his neck, and said :

"Hey, sister, are you okay? I have some unfortunate news for you. Our captain is crazy. He actually said what he did tonight was a good thing."

"Bruce would be doing the same thing if he were here."

Barbara coughed, touched the bruise on her neck and poured a bottle of healing medicine into her mouth. She breathed in pain and grabbed the shotgun again, and said confidently:

"Although a nuclear bomb was launched, it is indeed a good thing. Listen to the cheers around you, John, they like us, and now we are the big heroes of the world.

I know Batman never sees the wrong person. "