"That's about it...... Mr. Mo Xie, do you have any good countermeasures?"

A few minutes before the official start of the press conference, Charles explained the current general situation to Mo Ye.

"Oh...... I don't have a good idea, since I expect Magneto to come here and make a big fuss, so let's wait for the rabbit......"

Mo Xie sat in the seat next to Charles, and from Charles's narration, he learned that the plot direction in this world had deviated greatly from the original world line.

Magneto, who directly turned Paris upside down, has already buttoned the hat of the 'villain' on his head.

After a long period of prison life, Magneto's strength is close to the peak of Magneto in Mo Ye's understanding, and if the world line is normal, that period will not come until ten or twenty years later.

Mo Xie didn't have the confidence to deal with Magneto, who was at the peak of his strength.

After listening to Charles's description of the tragic situation in Paris, Mo Xie almost had such a sentence in his mind: "Actually, it may be more cost-effective if you switch to the Magneto camp here......"

“…… Now Mr. President, please!"

Just as Mo Xie was thinking about the pros and cons, a soldier suddenly stood on the stage, and he said a lot on the stage, but Mo Xie only understood this sentence.

"Oh. ”

Mo Xie remembered this scene, and he knew that if the plot hadn't changed, Magneto's dark chess on the mechanical sentinel would have been activated halfway through the president's speech.

But now that the plot has changed, Mo Xie is not sure if Magneto will be able to successfully manipulate the original Sentinels.

"I believe that the tragedy that happened a few days ago has been heard by everyone, yes, it is true. ”

The president on stage spoke in a tone full of pathos.

"As we have seen, there is already an enemy much more powerful than the CPSU, and they are mutants. ”

"Their destructive power is so amazing that our conventional weapons are difficult to use against them, but thankfully, the brilliant scientist Trisk has created a weapon for us that can deal with mutants. ”

The president didn't understand a word of the 'bird language' spoken on the stage, he was just paying attention to the huge machines that were lined up behind the stage.

Sensing had been mobilized by him, and the outer shell of the mechanical sentinel was gradually peeled away from his eyes, revealing its inner workings.

Compared to the sentinels who had almost killed Mo Xie before, the prototype here was simply unsightly.

To put it mildly, an enemy of this level, Mo Xie can fight ten, and after the fight, his face is not red and he is not panting.

But he didn't have the mood to underestimate the enemy because the enemy's level was too low.

"Huh!"

When Mr. President, who was on the stage, said something, he suddenly raised his voice, and then, as if in response to his call, the sentries behind the stage, which had been covered by a covercloth, suddenly started to take off.

The original Sentinel, which had a Gundam-style appearance, had an extra aura of its own.

The electronic eyes that emitted golden light, the dark blue external armor, and the tall and mighty posture, in the eyes of the people of this era, they have surpassed those conventional tanks and planes in terms of appearance.

What's more, they showed their ability to fly in this appearance.

It's really high-end and high-grade!

"Bang Bang!"

The attendees in the room applauded, and many even stood up from their seats.

"Long live America!"

"Long live freedom!"

I don't know who took the lead, and everyone in the audience burst out.

The people of this era are so easy to incite, and they who cheered 'Hurray' did not feel the smell of danger at all.

These sentinels, I'm afraid, were not activated because they received an official order.

This can be seen from the surprise on the face of a certain dwarf on the stage.

"Trigger Mission: Protect the Ordinary People in the Field! The Task rewards 500 points! If the mission fails, 100 points will be deducted for each person who dies!"

The voice of the pit father of the "Holy Codex" sounded in Mo Ye's mind 'on time'.

"I'm waiting for you!"

Mo Xie snorted.

"Give the labor and management down!"

Mo Xie put away the half-eaten food in his hand, he stood up from his seat and gave a middle finger to the eight sentinels who had risen into the sky and were slowly pointing at the eight sentinels who were slowly pointing with the barrel of their guns attached to them.

Mo Xie's perception could not sense the exact material of the object, and the exploration he had just done was not to find out if Magneto had already done anything to the sentinel.

He was just exploring where the engines of the mechanical sentinels of this era were.

"Smack!"*8

The sentinels who had just raised their arms lowered their arms faster than they had been, and the two dots in their heads, which represented their eyes, quickly dimmed.

Power off, although this hand can't be played on the mechanical sentinel in the future world, but in this era, it is still very easy for Mo Xie to do this.

"Bang, bang, ping-pong......!"

The mechanical sentinels fell to the ground, each creating a half-man-deep pit in the ground.

“……”

Suddenly, something called 'dead silence' filled the hall.

"What breed of Shit is this?"

Just like the cheers that erupted inexplicably before, I don't know who was the first to scream.

Under Mo Ye's control, the sentry didn't hurt anyone when it fell, so there was no panic in the venue now.

"Charles, help evacuate the 'audience'. ”

Mo Xie retracted his middle finger pointing at the sky, and when he turned his head, he handed a serious expression to Charles.

Stopping the mechanical sentinels is simple, but it's only a small part of what's to come.

"Got it!"

Charles knew very well who had made the moth, and he knew that his old friend was coming.

He pressed his right index finger to his temple.

"Boom!"

A roar erupted from behind the platform in the middle of the venue, followed by thick smoke.

"Enemy attack! Explosion! Danger!"

An officer on the stage suddenly rushed up to the president, snatched the president's microphone with one hand, and yelled loudly.

From Mo Ye's point of view, he could see the stiff look on the latter's face.

"Good move. ”

He gave Charles a thumbs up.

"Each other, each other. ”

Charles replied.

There was chaos in the venue, and various people pushed and shoved each other, fleeing in the direction they thought would be able to leave the venue as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, the press conference was held on the grass in front of the White House, otherwise there might have been an American version of the stampede.

"Charles, add more fire. ”

The crowd in the venue had dispersed quickly, but Mo Ye felt that it was not enough, so he urged.

"Sorry, I couldn't find a second guy with a grenade in the venue......"

Charles spread his hands, indicating that there was nothing he could do.