"Hello, Mr. John."

Standing in the main control room of the Yokosuka Port base, Mio Ito said softly through the general broadcast to all the military port bases.

Her body split into thin strands of blood from the inside out, and the open door of the autonomous control room extended outward.

No, not only the door, but the gaps and holes between the walls of the windows and walls of the entire room were pierced by those slender bloodshots, stretching towards everything outside of the military port base.

The screams were fleeting, and panic spread through the military port.

Soldiers in U.S. military uniforms frantically dodge in the arsenals of the military port buildings and the playground dormitory building, but they still couldn't escape the bloodshot cleaning, almost where the bloods extended, any self-conscious existence was assimilated into a part of it.

The sound of explosions and bullets ceases to sound almost all the time, and almost the next moment, it is quiet again.

The frenzied soldiers thought they could cut through the blood with the roar of bullets and guns, but they didn't expect that they would pass through the smoke and air almost instantly, and at the same time introduce them to the world of Mio Ito.

“…… Why be afraid? ”

Through the main radio station, Mio Ito let out a gentle question.

Screams rang out one after another, and the gunfire continued to spread, only getting quieter and quieter.

The girl's voice resounded throughout the military port base.

"The world is filled with so much filth, filth, and unhappiness...... The world we live in every day is covered with endless noise crimes, crimes, and malice.

"The pain has always been there, and the differences have always been there.

“…… Humans attack each other, kill each other, and even start wars because of their differences. Isn't it ridiculous to insist on staying on top of such a stupid world despite this? ”

The girl paused, then said:

"Don't you think so, Mr. John?"

……

“fuckfuckfuck！”

John sat on the helicopter, slowly rising with the huge air currents generated by the rotation of the wings, and looked through the window at the ground of the military port below, where bright red blood streaks passed through the buildings and crossed the waves, completely enveloping the entire Yokosuka military port.

He used all his strength to curse the terrifying transcendent in a frenzied manner.

For the first time in his life, he was confronted with such a terrifying humanoid existence.

For decades, John has always believed that America is the absolute ruler of the planet, and no one can stop it.

Even if there is a slight setback, it does not mean that the United States has failed, but only a strategic retreat after weighing the gains and losses, which is a commercial consideration.

But that's no longer the case.

The terrifying being that can turn into blood, manipulate blood, and assimilate others into blood has far more destructive power than artillery shells, faster speed than new fighter jets, and more terrifying infectious power than the most powerful plagues.

…… Almost incomprehensible.

In fact, when Mio Ito's voice sounded to everyone in the military port base through the main broadcast in the main control room, he had already made a move and quickly escaped from the monitoring station.

After that, almost deaf to the ear, he followed the others to the only possible means of escape.

- A helicopter in the Yokosuka Naval Port.

It wasn't until I actually got on the helicopter that I finally got a little easier.

Overlooking the entire Yokosuka military port, as well as the aircraft carriers and warships beyond, every crew member and soldier has been assimilated by blood, and those ships have also become Mio Ito's toys, and there is no possibility of being sailed back again, John's face is solemn, almost revealing a miserable look.

With the collapse of the Yokosuka Military Port, the gains of decades of American operations here were almost destroyed.

And all of this is because of one person.

Though...... That guy may no longer be called human.

As the helicopter drifted off the ground, and the image on the ground faded away from John's eyes, his mood calmed down a little.

It's just that, in addition to the failure of the military port base being controlled by Mio Ito, which ruined the US East Asia strategy, there is also a hidden worry in his heart.

…… That's the multimillion-yield strategic nuclear warhead hidden in the base.

A weapon of this power, even a single one, could destroy a large city and make an entire state flee and relocate.

The thought of this made John feel as if his stomach was constantly falling.

So he picked up his mobile phone and called the president's office:

"Mr. President......

“…… Yes, yes, I just said 'she's coming'......

"...... 'Blood Angels' have taken over the entire Yokosuka military port...... There is no way to move out...... Yes, I had to flee back to the United States by helicopter...... I'm on the plane right now......

“…… In addition, Mr. President, about the existing nuclear warheads at the Yokosuka Military Port...... Good...... I got ......."

Putting down the phone, a hint of fierceness flashed in John's eyes.

In the process of communicating with the president just now, the two have already determined the next plan.

With the rise of Mio Ito, the entire Yokosuka military port – no, it should be said that the whole of Japan – has been turned into a wasteland that can be strategically abandoned.

And those few strategic-grade nuclear weapons seem to have no chance of being transported away, so as to prevent them from becoming explosive bombs dropped on the US mainland. There is only one thing that can be done -

It's just that one thing—

That's the in-place detonation.

Although the detonation of several nuclear bombs with a yield of millions on the Japanese mainland is very likely to cause casualties among more than one million Japanese residents in the vicinity who have not yet been assimilated by Mio Ito, it has sparked international public debate.

But - nowadays, where can we take care of any international referendum?

The helicopter flew higher and higher, and watching the sea area and military port below the helicopter gradually turn into small pieces farther and farther away from him, John finally made up his mind.

“…… Stuil, bring me my suitcase. ”

Under American law, the president is the only person in the United States who can order the use of strategic-grade nuclear weapons.

And in the phone call just now, the other party has authorized him.

Now, then, it's time to open the suitcase and detonate the multi-million ton nuclear bombs on the spot, as authorized by the president.

John, who had made up his mind, patted the secretary on the shoulder.

The latter didn't hear back for the first time, which made him feel a little weird.

"Stuy?"

He patted the other man on the shoulder again.

It was only then that the other party finally turned his head.

However, John preferred that Stuy did not turn his head.

Because, his body below the neck did not move at all, but his head above the neck turned directly one hundred and eighty degrees, looked directly at John, and showed a strange smile.

"Mr. John......"

(End of chapter)