Chapter 84: Interrupted Voting

When General Stryker returned to the Weapon X base from Washington, D.C., all he saw was the wreckage of ruins. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Most of the soldiers and researchers stationed at the info base have died, and very few have survived.

And the results of the results of the Weapon X program, which he had worked so hard to develop over the years, were also ruined. All the mutants he had struggled to catch back as test subjects were also rescued.

It can be said that General Stryker's efforts for so many years have all come to naught in an instant. And who else could do all this? mutants, of course!

The X-Men attacked the base primarily to rescue mutants, and they weren't here to carry out the massacre. So when some soldiers and researchers fled from the battlefield, the troopers did not pursue them.

So Stryker soon knew who was attacking his base. Even if the base wasn't left alive at the time, Stryker would eventually know who was attacking his base.

Because since Magneto has set this step, then he will naturally consider the follow-up problems. If Stryker doesn't find out who attacked him, then Magneto will let him know about it later.

And now a furious Stryker has forgotten the plan he had agreed to with the members of Congress. Then boil the frog in warm water, step by step to advance the method of mutant control.

He can't wait to arrest all the mutants at once and put them in prison! These people are the virus and scourge of human society!

"Get the plane off! I'm heading to Washington again!" Stryker had little other idea. He just wanted to move those bills quickly. A cancer is a cancer, and sooner or later it will be punctured!" Stryker thought one last time before boarding the plane.

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In New York, George Stancy had received accurate information about the death of Congressman Macaulay. Because the whole plan needs his help.

So Li Jie still needs to tell him some necessary information. Of course, there are some unnecessary parts, and Li Jie did not mention them.

"You're saying that the number one mutant criminal wanted by S.H.I.E.L.D., Magneto Eric is the mastermind of this?" George rubbed his temples.

Originally, a murder case involving city councilors was already troublesome. And what's even more troublesome is that this city councilor is still a mutant. Now the worse news is that this mutant is actually a disguised person sent by a mutant terrorist organization to infiltrate the upper echelons of the government.

Then everything this spy has done before is very suspicious. However, this matter involves Magneto, a headache guy, and this is not someone that the New York police can deal with. One Magneto is enough to make the entire New York police helpless.

"Yes, Sergeant George. There are many doubts in this matter. I'm sure you should understand what happens if mutants are in serious opposition to ordinary people. Li Jie nodded to George.

Sergeant George nodded a little nerve-wracked. He didn't feel the need for the Nightkin to deceive him. Because when he first knew that Councillor Macaulay was a mutant, he had vaguely guessed in his heart that this matter was not so simple.

Now it's just the Nightkin confirming the whole thing.

"So what do you think, Nightcrawler?" George asked for some advice.

"My opinion is not that of a prospective sheriff. This is a case that the New York police are investigating, and of course if you need other help with this case, light up the spider lantern at any time, and Spider-Man and I will come to help at any time. "Li Jie knows that sometimes it's better to say it than not to say it, because George is a very smart person with a lot of personal opinions. It's not good to talk too much.

"I've had Spider-Man put Councilpiece McCauley's body back in the morgue, and our men will be in the shadows twenty-four hours a day. As the back force of the police, as long as you need it!" Li Jie waved his hand and said one last word before leaving.

"I just don't want war in New York, because my family and friends are here. ā€

George Stancy watched as Li Jie flew out of the window and left his office with the help of a gliding wing. George folded his hands in front of his eyes, thinking about something.

After about five minutes, perhaps he had figured out what was going on in his mind. He dialed a special number from his landline: "I'm the New York City Police Commissioner, George Stancy." I have important news to inform Congress and the White House about the death of New York City Councilmember Macaulay. Please help me transfer the contact person in charge!"

Congressman's death came as a shock to Congress, and Congress even intended to send someone to deal with the matter, but George refused. However, people inside the Congress left a contact information, saying that if George found anything, he should contact the members of Congress immediately, and they were eager to know the progress of the whole matter.

As George hung up and waited for a reply, he looked in the direction of Queens. That's where his house is: "yes, we can't let war break out in New York!"

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S.H.I.E.L.D. prison has been on increased security since the last prison break. But because of the recent financial problems of S.H.I.E.L.D., Hill doesn't have much money to do all the equipment updates and replacements for the entire prison.

Especially after the last prison escape, many damaged items inside the prison have to be repaired, which makes the already stretched budget even tighter.

So apart from repairing the equipment that was damaged last time, Hill was only able to improve the tightness of the entire prison by increasing the density of agent patrols.

When Captain Rogers arrived at the prison, all the agents in his pass saluted him. Many people shouted to him: "Captain! The court is about to begin! We support you! Win this lawsuit and sue the military for blood!"

Captain Rodgers just smiled helplessly. He came here for the simple purpose of arraignment of the Hydra elements who were caught last time. The spies who infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D.

These guys are very tight-mouthed, and they can't ask a single reason, although S.H.I.E.L.D. has not given up on torturing them, but they have never received any effective information.

"I need to bring some prisoners to trial, these people on the list. "Rogers submitted a list to the prison agent in charge of managing the inmates.

"More than thirty prisoners, you're going to interrogate them all in one day, Captain?" the agent in charge of management smacked at the long list Rogers provided.

"You're alone?" he couldn't help but add. Arraignment of prisoners is not an easy task, and it is time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Captain Rodgers nodded, "Yes, I'm starting to lose a little patience now. The Hydra is a group that should have been eradicated a long time ago. I thought I had succeeded, but I didn't expect it to be a little bit close. It is my responsibility to eliminate them. ā€

Rogers said to the agents in charge. The agent nodded, agreeing with Captain Rogers. Because in the cartoons he grew up, Captain Rogers and Hydra have always been enemies.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. has lost face a few times lately, and we need something to boost our morale. Rogers' words drew frequent nods from the agent.

"You're talking about Hydra, Captain. The agent said with some excitement.

"Yes, I hope that when I interrogate those prisoners, no one will bother me. And turn off the surveillance. Rogers said to the agent.

"It's a bit out of order. The agent in charge of management was hesitant.

"No way, you have to understand, sometimes I will use some special means to deal with special prisoners. We're consuming too much time. Rogers vaguely indicated that he might use some illegal torture methods later.

The agent immediately understood: "Understood, Captain, please rest assured that you will not be disturbed in any way. There won't be any surveillance records as evidence!"

Several of the agents working on the underground front dared to say that what they did was legal. And when the subject of this request was the captain, the agent did not have many doubts and immediately said that he could do so.

In the enclosed interrogation room, the captain waited for the prisoner's arraignment. He said as if to himself, "I'll leave it to you later." ā€

In the invisible void, a pair of somewhat old hands patted Captain Rogers on the shoulder.

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Washington, Special Session of Congress. It was a zero-hour closed meeting. There were only eight people attending the meeting, and these eight were the eight bigwigs who really held real power in the Congress.

Among them were the three councillors who had met with Stryker in private last time.

"You're saying your base has all been destroyed, General Stryker?" sat at the top of the table, the councillor who had been asking Stryker about his plans that day. He's the sane in Congress, and he's neutral-biased toward mutants. But it is not radical.

Only when Stryker's plan shows that it is truly feasible will he be willing to go ahead. And people like him make up the majority in Congress.

To be able to become the most powerful group of people in this superpower, none of these guys are fools. For the current Congress and the U.S. government. Peaceful and orderly rule comes first.

As long as the problem of mutants is in a manageable equilibrium, none of them will stupidly push mutants to a dead end. That choice would obviously throw the country into chaos. And as officials and politicians, chaos means the ascension of the military and the loss of power on one's side.

So no matter how Macaulay sells his bill, there is a lukewarm look within Congress. It's just that sometimes he will be used as a propaganda brand.

Until this time Macaulay's death, it stifled the nerves of many people. The first high-ranking government official died in the assassination of mutants. If the radical mutants did it, then they have already done it for the first time, I'm afraid there will be a second and a third time. Maybe I'll be the target of their assassination as well.

Because of this concern for life, the bigwigs in Congress began to be willing to accept General Stryker's plan. And just after accepting Stryker's plan, it was probably less than forty hours before he came running to tell the men that his base had been destroyed.

"Yes, those mutants! They first killed Councillor Macaulay, and then raided my base while I was away. Stryker hated it as he said this.

If it wasn't a raid, if he was in the base at the time, if ...... But there are no ifs on the battlefield. This time he was defeated.

"These mutants were premeditated!Not one or two radicals acting alone!The person behind them is Professor X!" Stryker said to a professor who silenced the scene.

"No, wait. You mean Charles Xavier?" the MP sitting in the upper seat was a little confused. "He's a moderate, and he's never done anything bad for the government. That's what allowed him to open a mutant school. The ecology of mutants needs to be balanced. ā€

"That's right, gentlemen, it's him, Charles' X-Men, who did this incident!" Stryker said without hesitation. "I have a lot of evidence, and certification!"

Stryker does have plenty of evidence of the X-Men attacking the base, and this time all eight councillors are in a state of bewilderment. They couldn't figure out when Charles, who had always been mild-mannered, became such a radical.

"So Councillors, we don't have much choice, Charles is the same as Magneto! It's just more disguised! We need stronger control, because from the time Senator Macaulay was killed, it actually meant that the war began! If we don't take action, what awaits us will be the passive in the war!" Stryker's words, and the evidence he brought, are still very convincing.

Many lawmakers fell into thought at this moment, some agreed with Stryker's words, but some disagreed. At one point, the scene was at a stalemate. And for members of Congress, the best way to deal with this impasse is to "vote!" the member in charge suggested.

The minority obeys the majority, which is often used when there is a problem that cannot be solved. Just as the parliamentarians were preparing for a show of hands.

The door to the conference room, which had been closed, was violently pushed open. The assistant of the senior councillor strode in. He knew he shouldn't have bothered the meeting.

But he has important news to report. Regardless of the bad looks of others. He strode over to his councillor and whispered a few words to him. Hearing the news brought by the assistant, the congressman was first shocked, and then a kind of understanding.

He motioned for his assistant to go out first, and closed the door later. He stood up and clapped his hands: "Ladies and gentlemen, there is important news from the New York City Police Department. ā€

"Our Mr. Macaulay Councillor, he's a mutant himself!"