A lonely road lies straight on the vast plain, and the earth seems to be as far as the eye can see, except for the shadows of the mountains in the distance, which are blurred by the steaming heat.

Dozens of armored trucks sped by, their heavy tires scraping mercilessly over the roadside stones, and the wind that raised made the barren weeds sway.

Helicopter gunships hovered in the sky, and soldiers chewing gum lazily put their hands on machine guns, rather impatiently enduring the wind and sand hitting the camouflage trouser legs.

They're making deliveries, sending the last mutants to some brand new experimental base.

The sturdy man with a long scar on his face grabbed the handrail in the carriage and whispered: "Cheer me up, give me a death order, if anything goes wrong, wait for my mother to receive a letter of condolence from the president." ”

The lean monkey-like soldier smiled and replied, "Don't worry, Captain, your mother told me last night that she was very relieved of you. ”

The captain rolled his eyes and struck him with the butt of his rifle, and a slight laughter rang out in the carriage.

Everyone subconsciously ignored the back of the carriage, like a dog meat factory, a large pile of metal cages stacked on top of each other. The railings are made of finger-thick steel with dense wires entwined around them.

Inside each cage were mutants in plastic patient gowns, their limbs tightly bound by nooses, huddled in their cages, unable to move.

A little girl struggling to raise her head to get some fresh air, but the metal collar around her neck sensed her movement and tightened suddenly, causing her to blush and cough violently.

The scar-faced officer pursed his lips tightly, hardened his heart, and turned his face slightly to the side of his face, not daring to look directly into the little girl's eyes for help.

"They are all mutants, and mutants destroy our social system and do not deserve sympathy. ”

Scarface kept reciting the ideas that General William Stryker had instilled in him, tapping his fingers on the clip like a pianist.

Rumble!

As if the sky was collapsing, the road in front of the armored convoy suddenly collapsed, revealing a huge pothole with a diameter of more than ten meters, forcing the driver in front to drift and stop at the edge of the pothole.

"Enemy attack!"

Before the helicopter gunships hovering in the air could take off, they were torn to pieces by a crimson beam of light that shot straight into the sky, and scattered to the ground along with the soldiers in it.

In the grass on the side of the road, the gloomy laser eye slowly lowered his finger from the VR glasses, and he who had been educated well and gently in the past, it was difficult for him to suppress the tyrannical anger caused by the murder of his compatriots at this moment.

Together with Wolverine, the blue-haired beast burst out from both sides of the convoy and broke the necks of the escorts on motorcycles with light and efficient movements.

Storm Girl and Scarlet Witch descend from the sky, and a storm of lightning and crimson psionic energy dance together, tossing the armed men on the ground who try to shoot like ripe and bursting tomatoes.

With a wave of Magneto's hand, the iron sheet on the roof of the armored truck was lifted, and before the scar-faced officer inside could press the detonation button, Quicksilver slit his throat with a dagger, and he collapsed with a struggle, and died with his men.

The cooperation between the X-Men and the Mutant Brotherhood is not very close, and even hinders each other, but fortunately, the extraordinary abilities of everyone present are quite powerful, and they can eliminate most of the American soldiers in less than a minute without any casualties.

Most, but not all, Professor X used his gentle psychic power to control the minds of a handful of ordinary soldiers as the other mutants took revenge, causing them to drop their weapons and fall to their knees, sparing them from being killed.

"You haven't changed at all, Charles. The hypocrisy, the falsehood, and that unrealistic fantasy is disgusting. ”

Magneto floated slowly, a cloak fluttering, and a helmet on his head that could resist mental interference.

Seeing that his old enemies were also close friends, Professor X sighed and said, "Killing does not solve all problems, and the tragic situation of mutant persecution requires a long and determined gentle transformation to eliminate." ”

"Gentleness?" Magneto sneered, pointed at the mutant children who were taken out of the metal cage by the ** soldiers, and asked: "Can kneeling in front of the executioner and wagging his tail and begging for mercy be kind?

Charles, your strength is stronger than mine, and you refuse to use it, allowing your fellow citizens to be tortured and killed without doing anything, sitting in a wheelchair and lamenting world peace,

You're more of a demon to the mutant group than me!"

Professor X was still silent, and he silently endured Magneto's accusations like the legendary Buddha of the East.

This time, not even the X-Men in their suits stood up for him.

Wolverine's grim face helped the little girl cut the metal collar around her neck, and Jean Grey's voice softly lined up the confused-looking mutants who had just crawled out of their cages and stepped onto Xavier's Gifted Children's Academy's Blackbird SR-71 Enhanced Fighter Plane.

"How evil can humans be?"

The Scarlet Witch whispered, manipulating the ability to pull a puddle of rotten flesh out of the cage, and the Lohard, who had caused a sensation in the United States a few days ago, was now unconscious, and his pancake-like features twitched unconsciously.

Anduin stepped forward, pulled out a glass reagent containing a dark blue crystal liquid from his coat pocket, and poured it into the rotten flesh.

The gurgling bubbles boiled incessantly, and Lohard inflated like an inflated balloon, then rapidly shrank and eventually transformed into a naked young man curled up on the ground.

Scarlet Witch nodded gratefully to Anduin, and with the help of her brother Quicksilver, the two carefully lifted Lohad from the ground and slowly placed him on the stretcher.

Anduin used a cheap Polaroid camera to take pictures of the surrounding scenes, and said to Magneto and Professor X: "You two, this is not a good opportunity to quarrel, we better leave immediately, such an escort force looks like a trap no matter how you look at it....."

Before the goblin could finish speaking, there was a sound of breaking through the sky from the sky, and dozens of small black dots galloped from the sky with a fierce wind.

"What's that?"

Lasereye caresses the VR goggles, and the zoom function on them helps him see the black dots as they really are.

It was a huge humanoid robot nearly four meters tall, with thick and powerful limbs, a ring of fusion energy on its chest glowing golden luster, an electronic brain at the top of its head wrapped in a transparent shell, and a bunch of electronic eyes shimmering with turquoise light below.

Sentinel, a new special combat robot created and directed by Bolívar Trask, the founder of "Trask Industries".