Superman of the American Comics - Chapter 284

[Chapter 269 The days when Superman was gone (1)]

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SHIELD headquarters.

The high-rise buildings standing on the Potomac River were dimmed one by one, and only a few offices on the upper floors were still lit.

Howard lay down on the desk, scrambling to write something.

“This is the eighth month of Superman’s disappearance. My friend, the Lieutenant General of the Pentagon, the leader of S.H.I.E.L.D. . Although rumors like this are rampant and tend to intensify.”

“I also know who is behind the scenes to push all this forward.”

“Just two months ago, Mr. President, in front of the world, read a An emotional eulogy. So far, the military has not confirmed the death of Lt. General Luke Cavill, and our president couldn’t wait to announce the news – it’s intriguing.”

“Despite his praise for Superman, He described Luke as a beacon of light in the human world, and said that losing the other side is not only a huge loss for America, but also for this beautiful world in peace.”

“The departure of a hero, the loss of a general star The fall, the collapse of a lighthouse—it’s really touching.”

“I don’t think Mr. President’s father would have been so sad when he passed away. Forgive me for using such harsh words, I only need to think of that hypocritical face, appetite It will be halved – that’s why I’ve lost a lot of weight lately.”

“With all due respect, the president behaves like a break-in burglar who is always worried about the return of his master – even if he sits in the White House, is The nominal manager of the country, but his inner timidity and fear can’t be concealed at all.”

“The situation in the world is changing. Knowing that Superman ‘disappeared’, the Soviet Union opened a vodka in the Kremlin to celebrate that day! A sword of Damocles that hung over their heads and could fall at any time disappeared. I believe those high-ranking officials finally Get a good night’s

sleep, and don’t have to worry about Superman falling from the sky and hanging them on Red Square.”

“Losing the important weight to maintain the balance, the relationship between the two superpowers is increasingly tense. The White House decided a month and a half ago whether to Italy and Turkey deployed medium-range missiles, Thor missiles and Jupiter missiles, and had heated discussions.”

“Peace, beauty… With the departure of Superman, it has long since disappeared. Only the shadow of nuclear war remains!”

“Terrorist The atmosphere is permeating. I heard that Castro has asked the Soviet Union for help.

The footsteps of the third world war seem to be getting closer, and the scale of the doomsday clock is advancing steadily and resolutely. ”

Written here, Howard’s frown deepened.

He sighed, put down the pen, and subconsciously touched the two mustaches.

He reached for the glass on the table and took a sip of whiskey.

In Howard’s face, the cynicism of the past is gone, full of worry about the future.

“After Superman left, S.H.I.E.L.D. didn’t have a good time. Lost the huge structure to rely on and support, it was like a lame giant, staggering and struggling.”

“The guy sitting in the White House — is Actively dismantling S.H.I.E.L.D. and limiting its powers. FBI, CIA bastards, love it.”

“I’m not sure if I’m being watched. Probably only me and Nick know who the president is. -Frey – a black-faced agent with no sense of humor.”

“I’ve tried everything, and even just a week ago, Skynet launched the first Sputnik.”

“I’m better than a Soviet rocket expert .

Smarter, their Sputnik One is eleven days behind me.”

“But the whereabouts of Superman still haven’t been found. I began to confirm my inner guess that Luke may have left this planet, or even this universe.”

“In the fifth century BC, Democritus proposed ‘innumerable The concept of the world’, that the world is formed by the motion of atoms.”

“Later, the ancient Greek philosopher Epicurus said ‘the world is pluralistic’.”

“Leibniz affirmed and added this view.

” If all of this is true, Luke may have been taken away from the parallel world by some force majeure.”

“I would love to bring him back. But unfortunately, I haven’t been able to find any one that communicates quantum normally. Mechanics, a companion in parallel time travel.”

“They either think I’m crazy or think I’m on drugs – it is worth mentioning that there is a young man named Henry Jonathan Pym, who has written several The paper was interesting and gave me some sparks of inspiration.”

“I can only put my hope on the cosmic Rubik’s Cube, but the road is blocked as well, and the military is considering using ‘contain dangerous objects’, ‘return government property’ ‘ in the name of ‘, confiscated that thing.”

“I don’t know what to do. Hiding behind the scenes in the White House has cornered me and S.H.I.E.L.D.”

“The Hellfire Club can’t help either.

, the White House has close ties to Essex Enterprises – the newest biogenetics company.”

“Mutants are in a bad situation, they’re caged animals again. Radicals, moderates arguing. ,

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be used as a tool

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“I think it is necessary for me to learn such practical skills of time management.”

“…”

After sitting at the desk for a while, Howard closed his thick personal journal.

This is a habit that has been cultivated recently. Sooner or later, the White House will attack S.H.I.E.L.D. and attack itself.

Whatever the outcome, he’s going to leave something behind.

Tell others, tell… Superman who doesn’t know when he’ll be back.

“Why didn’t I find out before, that guy Luke is so important.”

Howard raised his head, drank his last sip of whiskey, and then stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a few minutes.

Realizing it was late at night, he left his desk, removed his suit from the hanger, and pulled out his car keys.

While shaking it, I took the elevator to the underground garage.

At this time, most of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s staff had already left work.

In the underground garage, only the sound of Howard’s footsteps and the lightly hummed tune echoed.

“I hate work and overtime.”

He sighed and got into the car.

Insert the key and start the ignition.

The new Ford drove out of the garage and sped toward the upscale Washington, D.C. hotel.

“The target appears.” A

grim look stared at Howard, who was driving alone.

Then, there was the roar of an engine.

The car parked on the side of the road quietly followed.

Like a hunter, stalking prey.

“Kill Howard.”

The order came from the miniature headset.

“Received.”

The man replied.

He glanced at the Ford in front of him, turned the steering wheel onto the viaduct, and prepared to take a shortcut to block the other side.

With one foot on the accelerator, all the way is swift and fast.

…

…

“Jarvis, what’s the matter? Claiming to be my friend? In the afternoon? I don’t remember…”

Howard answered the phone, holding the steering wheel.

Fortunately, he didn’t know a guy named Strange, otherwise he would definitely know that the driving was irregular and he might pay a heavy price.

“Wait! Fuck Fake!”

Howard, who answered the phone, suddenly saw a car rushed out of the sky.

The tires rubbed the ground, made a screeching noise, and blocked the middle of the road.

He was so frightened that he hurriedly slowed down and braked, and his whole body was hard on the steering wheel.

Before Howard could curse, a black figure perfectly blended into the night, pushed open the car door and walked down.

Carrying a Bobosa submachine gun in his hand, he skipped the clichéd part of saying harsh words and explaining his intentions, and opened fire directly.

Da da!

Da da da!

The window glass with bulletproof function suddenly cracked like a spiderweb pattern.

The dense bullets almost turned the body into a hornet’s nest.

After a violent strafing that lasted for nearly two minutes, the killer threw away the submachine gun with two empty magazines and walked straight to the Ford car.

He raised his hand and tore open the bulletproof car door full of bullet holes, like tearing off a fragile piece of tissue paper.

Such power is simply inhuman!

It’s just –

before he can confirm the target situation, UU reading www.sonicmtl.

com A heavy iron fist is coming in the face!

Boom!

The exoskeleton mechanical arm, like a compressed spring, tightened suddenly, and then blasted out.

Terrifying force enough to penetrate the steel plate and hit the killer’s chest.

Click!

There is no suspense, the killer was shot and flew out, hitting the stone pier of the viaduct.

I saw that the man’s sternum collapsed and he spit out blood.

The body that fell to the ground twitched twice, and then went silent.

“Oh, do you really think that sending some trash over here will solve me?”

Howard, wearing a portable exoskeleton armor, squeezed out of the car door and smiled smugly.

[End of this Chapter]