"Uh, this is an air raid alert? Could it be that there was a fire somewhere at the base? Maya asked Reed.

"I don't know, but since he said yes, it should be right"

"Boom!"

As soon as Reed's words ended, Maya heard a loud bang, which seemed to be the sound of a missile exploding.

Well, the damn minus 13 floor, more than five hundred meters earlier than the ground, she couldn't perceive the situation outside, she could only vaguely feel that there was an explosion.

With a solemn face, Bolívar walked a few quick steps to the wall, quickly entered a set of passwords, and suddenly, a 3-inch monitor popped up, and as the monitor turned on, Maya could see what seemed to be the view outside the Pentagon.

"Crackling", Bolívar tapped at the keyboard, and at the same time, the camera on the video kept changing, apparently, he controlled the Pentagon's surveillance cameras!

"Boom!"

This time, the three of them saw it, and a missile shot up into the sky, and after flying around the sky for a while, it finally exploded on its own.

"Even, that's a military missile, I mean, it's the Pentagon attacking a person with a missile!"

Maya's eyes are the best, well, in fact, she can't see the figure in the sky from the monitor screen in the 90s, well, even the missile can barely be distinguished from the old longtail flame, as for the figure, at most she can see a vague human figure.

Mainly, she can fly herself, so she deduces that the missile flight angle should be chasing a flying superman.

"Jim, Jim, hey, Jim? Fack! Gabi, plus"

"Hey, Mr. Bolívar? I'm Gabi. ”

After a busy conversation, Bolívar finally found someone to communicate with.

"What the hell is going on up there? Are mutants coming to attack the Pentagon? ”

Well, not only Bolívar, but even President Maya himself wondered if that flying guy was some kind of mutant.

"Probably not, we don't know now, his flying methods are unbelievable, **, he destroyed one of our missile positions again Report to General Jensen, I am talking to Mr. Bolívar Mr. Bolívar, General Jensen please go to the B911 war room on the third floor immediately."

Without saying a word, Bolívar turned off the video, turned around and said, "You're hiding here," and walked away.

"Maya, what should I do? What's going on out there, could it be that Payne is attacking? Reed said anxiously,

Glancing at Reed, who was walking back and forth, Maya said lightly: "It's not Payne, Payne can't do such a non-technical thing as directly attacking the Pentagon in person." ”

Seeing Maya's calm face with her hands on her chest, Reed couldn't help but wonder, "Maya, why are you so calm?" ”

Of course, it's because my perception can scan the negative three layers, and I didn't know where the command center was before, but now I've been watching the live broadcast of "Superman vs. the Government of the United States"!

After some scanning, Maya finally understood why the minus 13 floors were five or six hundred meters deep into the ground, mainly because there were too many weapons hidden in the underground base, for example, the missiles that were now attacking the intruders, for example, the tanks that drove out of the cracks on the lawn outside the Pentagon, and for example, some generals with medals had secretly opened the imitation Black Hawk escape fighters, ready to slip away when the situation was not good

"You can open Bolivar's smart computer by yourself, the password is 'imbigool', uh, don't doubt it, it's 'I'm a big idiot', I just secretly wrote it down, you can try it."

No longer bothering with Reed, who was fumbling with the boot and entering the code, Maya saw clearly a group of people fighting against the American GIs through the high-definition display in the command center.

Well, yes, the attackers are not just one person flying in the sky, there are also a dozen or so invulnerable supermen on the ground.

The one flying in the sky, dressed in black iron armor, couldn't see his face clearly, and saw that he was like an iron-armed Astro Boy, with dark red energy ions sprayed from his heels, guiding more than a dozen missiles to flash left and right in the sky, occasionally sexually, Black-armored Astro Boy turned around, "swished" twice, and released purple-black rays with both hands, hitting two missiles.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

In this way, within a few blows, the military's missiles were exploded one after another.

Then, the black-armored Astro Boy swooped down at a rapid pace, and two energy cannons were fired at the missile launch pad.

“boom！ boooom!”

The tremor penetrated hundreds of meters of ground, and Maya and Reed, who were in the secret room, could feel it.

The "Astro Boy" in the United States is enough to defy the sky, and the eighteen black supers on the ground that are in an arc and semi-surround the Pentagon are even more perverted.

Inch head, black sunglasses, white village clothes and black suits, black tie and black leather shoes, black skin is simply eighteen Will Smith.

Eighteen black heroes dressed as black super special policemen, in the face of the spilled bullets of various calibers, just pushed forward with one palm with an indifferent expression, and a transparent air wall visible to the naked eye blocked them in front of them, brass pistol bullets, finger-thick rifle bullets, and even palm-length armor-piercing sniper bullets all hovered in mid-air.

This is not the most terrifying, with the accumulation of bullets, the wall of air gradually concave into an arc, as if it was about to be breached, and the soldiers of the United States were happy to increase their strength

"Buzz"

"Buzz"

A long, as if the bowstring had been stretched to its limit, and then suddenly the humming sound of sharp arrows echoed through the B911 war room.

At that moment, Maya had the illusion that the entire space-time stood still, squeezed into a wall of bullets, and the air shield exploded violently, and even a yellow rain of bullets could be seen on the lawn on the screen.

The long buzzing sound drowned out the "whoosh" sound of the bullet flying, drowned out the "snort" sound of the bullet passing through the body of the soldier of the United States, and in the end, it was still suppressed by the mournful cry of the soldier before he died!

In late fall, the lawn outside the Pentagon has turned yellow, and at this moment, the yellow-green curtain is coated with a large radial patch of bright red dye.

The entire battlefield was silent, and all the soldiers in the B911 war room were dumbfounded, looking incredulous and dazed.

"Dispatch the T30 heavy tank, the grenadiers followed, and what are you stupid doing when you attack with uranium core armor-piercing individual missiles? Execute the order now! Bolívar snapped.

"This, General?"

The communications corps did not dare to make decisions on their own, and turned their heads to look at the supreme commander on the scene, General Jensen.

"Listen to him, Bolívar is an expert when it comes to dealing with those freaks!" The gray-haired Admiral Jensen said in a deep voice.

Seeing the gloomy atmosphere in the command room, Bolívar said confidently: "I have seen their flaws, those people are slow to react, as long as we strengthen our strength and let the physical momentum exceed the bearing limit of their psychic shield, in this world, there is nothing that cannot be broken, and the reason why it cannot be broken is because the strength is not strong enough!" ”

In fact, Bolívar had just entered the command room, and at the same time, he didn't know anything about the abilities of the eighteen heroes outside, and the Psychic Shield was even more ridiculous.

It's just that on the way over, he has seen several generals who seem to be preparing to flee are the sequelae of the 115 incident, and the government of the United States has formulated a corresponding "anti-beheading" plan in order to deal with invincible superpowers such as Payne, well, to put it bluntly, it is several sets of "escape plans".

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