Chapter Ninety-Five: What About Him?

On the way to the air base, Mike and his party were making final preparations inside the plane.

In order to facilitate cooperation, everyone briefly introduced their abilities.

Subsequently, Mike summarized it briefly.

Namely, Meat Tanrogan, Scott the Marksman, Remy the Mage, Ant-Man the Support, and Mike the Jungler.

"This red dart, you activate it and throw it at the rocket, and then you figure it out yourself."

Hank Pym handed Mike three small darts, the function of which Hank Pym had already introduced to him.

Mike put them in his dimensional pocket, and when he turned his head to look, he saw Nick Fury happily eating with a bucket of cookies, and his eyes lit up.

"I used this."

As he spoke, Nick Fury's expression of anger and incurrence poured the other party's cookies on the table and put away the iron bucket containing the cookies.

Nick Fury watched this scene with envy.

That's a handy ability.

But looking at the bear biscuit on the table, I was distressed.

"Can't afford a cookie bucket?"

Mike looked at Nick Fury with disdain.

Nick Fury pursed his lips and brought all the bear cookies in front of him.

Looking at this scene, the corners of Mike's eyes jumped.

This Nick Fury, compared with the future bald director, is still very far behind.

Although the mind is still sharp, it is not dark enough, and there are often some childish behaviors.

Maybe that's his nature,

Imagine that he is just a third-level agent now, and what he carries is not at all comparable to that of many years later.

The day he is bald, the day when he is burdened with a lot of secrets, he can't help if he doesn't become like the future director.

Therefore, it is also quite interesting to bully Nick Fury, who is still a third-level agent and a rookie, now occasionally.

Their first target is a rocket carrying a virus, followed by the Black Emperor.

After the launch of the rocket, it is solved by Mike.

As for the Black Emperor, he must not be let go this time, otherwise the incident of the virus will still appear.

Next time, they won't be so lucky to know where the virus was released.

And if you want to keep the Black Emperor, you must deal with the Red Devil.

"Red Devil ......"

The crowd groaned.

"I'll do it."

With a groan, Mike took on the tricky task.

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

For Mike, they are still very reassured.

"What about him?"

Remy LeBeau pointed at Nick Fury.

Mike sneered and said, "How about making him a human bomb?" ”

Hank Pym praised with a serious expression, "Not a bad idea. ”

Scott and Rogan also had a smile on their faces.

Nick Fury: "......"

……

While Mike and the others were flying to base, Charles and Eric were restlessly waiting for dinner today.

These meals were so impressive to them.

"I don't say the school food is bad anymore."

Eric lay limply on the table.

Charles looked at the kitchen cautiously and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no suspicious gas coming out of the kitchen.

After a few moments, Clark walked out with a smile and dinner.

Looking at the smile on Clark's face, the two shivered.

But after tasting their first bite of food, they found themselves shivering early.

This sweet and sour pork rib is too sour, and the meat is hard and dry......

Looking at the expressions of the two, Clark was also a little helpless.

Every time his father cooks, he says that a little, this moment, how does he know how much a little is, and a moment is a few minutes?

So, he can only add a little, and then add a little, and cook for a while, and cook for a while......

In the end, the smell made him feel uncomfortable.

But food can't be wasted, and it's too painful for him to eat alone, so he can only bear the pain together.

Although we are brothers!

Yes, brother!

When Clark thought of this, he instantly felt at ease.

After a difficult dinner, Clark cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and Charles and Eric, feeling glad that they were lucky to survive today, turned on the TV, and changed the TV program randomly.

"Huh? Launch the rocket! ”

Eric's eyes lit up and he hurriedly beckoned Charles to come and see it.

Charles ate a milk candy and stuffed one for Eric to relieve the sourness in his mouth.

Charles looked at the introduction on TV, and after hearing that the rocket was more than forty meters long, he looked surprised and asked Erik: "Can you control such a big rocket?" ”

Eric shook his hand, shook his head, and said, "No, it's too big, I feel like I'm still a little worse." ”

"Worse? What's worse? ”

Clark walked out, sat down next to Charles, and said, "Give me a piece of candy." ”

"No more!"

Charles shook his head.

Clark swept his gaze, controlled his gaze through Charles's clothes, saw the candy in his pocket, took it out casually, shook it in front of Charles's eyes, tore open the package and threw it into his mouth.

Charles: 눈_눈.

You can't hide anything from each other's eyes.

Charles turned to look at Clark and said, "Can you lift that rocket?" ”

"I don't know, I haven't tried."

Clark shook his head, but he thought it was okay......

"The rocket is two minutes away."

Eric exclaimed.

At this moment, the screen switched, and a strange figure suddenly appeared on the TV screen.

The man was standing in the command center, smiling at the camera, and behind him was a dusty and messy battlefield.

"Who is he? The one who launched the rocket? ”

Charles asked curiously.

Clark frowned and said, "It doesn't look like it." ”

At that moment, the man spoke, "I am the Black Emperor, Sebastian Shaw, the one who is about to open a new world, remember this name, whether it is you who survive to complete the transformation and become mutants for a while, or they who will perish with the old world." ”

Speaking of this, the Black Emperor's face was unconsciously dyed with a hint of fanaticism, pointing to the rocket waiting to ignite, and said, "When it rises into the sky, the light of the gods will spread throughout the world, and the choice of the gods will begin." ”

And he will become a god.

"Live or die, pray!"

Listening to the Black Emperor's words that seemed to be a cult pyramid scheme, some people were sarcastic, some were confused, but more were afraid.

And in the office of the president in the White House......

"Damn it, stop firing!"

The president screamed angrily.

His originally smiling face had become extremely ugly when he saw the Black Emperor.

The vice president said with a pale face: "The command center has lost contact!" ”

"Then destroy it!"

"We can't do it." The vice president hurriedly said: "Many of our people have been controlled, they have already controlled the launch pad with the Black Emperor's men, and the equipment in the entire base has been controlled by a mutant, and the last news has just come." ”

Hearing this, the president opened his mouth and sat down in his chair in horror.

But before they could react more and come up with a solution, the Black Emperor began the countdown.

"Three, two, one!"

With the voice of the Black Emperor, the rocket began to ignite, spewing out bright and dazzling firelight, and after breaking free from the ground, it slowly rose into the air under the gaze of a pair of eyes.