Volume 4: The Last Day Chapter 69 The man who bears the name of lightning is sacrificed to the heavens again
"Why are you so miserable?"
In the rapidly evacuating helicopter, the young pilot glanced back at Commander Deathstroke who was giving emergency treatment to his injured leg and arm in the cabin.
The pilot with short blond hair said curiously:
"This is not the first or second time we've worked together. You didn't look so embarrassed during the last raid on that group of Amazon KB members."
"Shut up, Hal."
Deathstroke took off his combat mask unhappily, revealing a head of short gray hair. He was no longer young in this world. He stroked the crack on the mask, which was exactly where his right eye was.
Thinking of the series of bizarre events just now, the old soldier of the loyal official team turned on his portable communicator with a serious expression and reported to the other side:
"Target information updated, Waller, this time the outsider seems to have the ability to predict the future. He seems to be able to see the short future. All the arrangements I made were known and cracked by him in advance.
My advice is, don't let those second-rate fighters under your command come and die again.
This is not an enemy they can handle!"
"Update received. Return to base as soon as possible, Shredder."
Amanda Waller's voice in the newsletter said:
"Scientific Officer Lex Luthor firmly believes that the Atlantean's 'doomsday weapon' is not a rumor without foundation. He has applied to the top leaders for a state-of-the-art warship to escort him to the dangerous open sea for reconnaissance and positioning.
He has appointed you as the combat .
It seems that he trusts you very much.”
"Luther?"
Deathstroke said unhappily:
"I hate that bald guy, he always tries to disobey orders and has inappropriate sympathy for those foreign races but fails to see the suffering of his compatriots.
He was not committed to his job, and I always felt that his mind was not on the situation at hand.”
"I admit that Luther has serious flaws in this regard, but we also need his top wisdom at this moment. Stop complaining, Shredder."
Waller urged:
"The Amazons and Atlanteans are not fighting a small battle this time. Satellite reconnaissance shows that they are both assembling the largest armies ever seen by either side.
They are going to fight to the death.
Our task and mission is to ensure that human society will not be involved in it.
Luther's ship is about to depart, and you don't have much time to rest."
After saying that, she hung up the phone. Deathstroke put the mask aside unhappily, then dragged his healing body to the front of the helicopter and sat in the co-pilot seat.
He lit a cigar and rested in his seat, while the blond pilot next to him glanced at him and said:
"Another mission?"
"Well, I'm going to die again."
Old Deathstroke seemed to have a good relationship with the young man. He blew smoke rings, looked out the window at the gloomy Gotham City in the distance, and whispered:
"We are going to the open sea, which has been turned into a restricted area by the Atlanteans. We will definitely be attacked once we enter."
"Can I go with you?"
Pilot Hal Jordan perked up and said:
"I also want to contribute my strength to this crisis. You know me, Shredder. If you only give me a flying machine loaded with weapons, I promise to beat those underwater people and she-wolves into calling them daddy."
"That's enough, Hal!"
Old Deathstroke suddenly shouted.
He opened his eyes and looked at the blond young man next to him. He said:
"You have never been to the battlefield, you know nothing about war but you are eager to join it. Let me tell you, you can continue to think that you are the 'chosen one', but when you are hit by the first bullet, you will realize that you are no different from others.
You will die too!
Hal, stop yearning for war. That's what only fools do. You should retire now and go back to Seaside City, where your girlfriend is waiting for you.
I told you before, General Lane's plans don't require top-notch pilots, they require cannon fodder! You are turning yourself into cannon fodder.
You should cherish your life and not waste it."
"Carol called me yesterday and broke up with me."
The young man shrugged his shoulders and said with a curled lip:
"My best friend Kyle Rayner cheated on me, but what can I say? That's life, right? Shredder, I submitted my application to the front line this morning.
General Lian En personally approved my joining of the 'Doomsday Hammer' project.
He told me he had the best airplane in the world waiting for the best pilot in the world..."
"Don't go. I just revealed enough secrets to get both of us court-martialed."
Old Death Bell, who obviously knew more secrets, sighed and whispered:
“That was a suicide project!
That aircraft was modified by Luther from an alien spaceship. It is a 'flying coffin', and its sole purpose is to perish together with the enemy."
"That's fine, it's much better than just messing around like this now."
Hal Jordan didn't care.
The young man skillfully controlled the joystick of the helicopter. He looked up at the starry sky above his head. After a few seconds, he said:
"I've always had a feeling since I was a kid, Shredder, that all the time and preparation in my life was leading up to some big moment. I love flying, I belong in the sky.
I don’t want to crawl foolishly on the ground at this critical moment, I…”
"Huluhulu"
The low snoring sound next to him interrupted the young man's sigh. Hal Jordan shrugged his shoulders, said no more, and drove the helicopter quickly towards the base.
He did not forget to pick up the blanket with one hand and cover the old soldier next to him.
He grew up listening to the heroic stories of Deathstroke. This bad-tempered guy was his idol. Unfortunately, he probably would never be able to excel like Deathstroke in his entire life.
——
"Bane, tell me again, what did King Shark find at the bottom of the ocean?"
As the battle was drawing to a close and the assassins were being gradually surrounded and killed outside Wayne Manor, Mason frowned and asked the person on the other end of the communicator:
"A specially designed underwater mothership?"
"Yes, a ship as huge as the Ark, hidden in the trench near the city of Atlantis."
Now it was not Deathstroke who was reporting, but Bane who was following this line. The assassin mercenary said in his very unique voice:
"The Shark King was invited as a distinguished guest to Arthur Curry's army. In this ocean kingdom that still maintains the caste system, the great shark was born into an extremely good family.
It was appointed as the commander of the ship's assault force because of its extremely fierce character and bloodline with great potential, but according to the Shark King, there was something on that ship that made it feel afraid.
That's a kind of power.
It said that it was a repressive and painful force, which was growing day by day and had become very unstable. It only needed a switch to explode with energy that could destroy everything. "
"So, that's the legendary 'doomsday weapon' of the Atlanteans?"
Mason thought for a few seconds and said:
"Can you guys sneak in and take a closer look?"
“It’s difficult. ”
Bain replied:
“We are not allowed to board that ship. The Shark King is negotiating with the Ocean Lord Orm. Even if we go aboard, we will only have one chance to observe it up close.
These underwater people are technologically advanced.
The most important thing is that they don't believe in any life other than themselves. They are a group of arrogant and conceited fools, and are ruled by an angry king who is furious because his wife died and his palace was burned down.
Just yesterday, they were ready to cause a huge tidal wave that would flood all of South America.
They are expanding the war.
If the humans of this world are dragged into the deadly struggle between them and the Amazons, I believe this world will be doomed, Mason. Even if there is no natural disaster, it will perish in this high-intensity internal struggle."
"Your summary is very accurate, but continue the investigation and find out the exact location of the 'doomsday weapon' as soon as possible. Then we can find a way to control it."
Mason replied, then closed the communication.
“The prophecy that the world will be destroyed in five days is definitely not referring to the Atlantean doomsday weapon. It does not have the power to completely destroy the world.
This prophecy refers to something else, and it is hiding deep beneath the chaos of reality.”
Mason looked up at the overcast night sky.
He now had more time to think and summarize the information, so he rubbed his forehead and thought about these things, and soon saw Harley Quinn in a desolate burning place.
Her violent patient was riding on the back of the large dog she had stolen from Paradise Island, brandishing her golden baseball bat and clutching a colorfully painted pistol in her other hand.
It's like a heroic "dog knight" rushing around.
The two dogs that Harley stole were obviously not ordinary creatures. They should be "special breeds" domesticated by the Amazon people. They are not only fierce and loyal, but also strong enough to smash rocks head-on.
They were wearing special armor that could block bullets, and these two dogs were incredibly smart. With Harley's guidance, they quickly learned the "new tactics".
The big dog named Luther first approached the hiding place where the black-clad assassins were hiding, carrying a bundle of bombs in his mouth, and used his speed advantage to throw the bombs in.
Then the dog named Luke would lie on the detonator with his paws and wait for his companions to run away before detonating the bomb. After the explosion, the two big dogs would happily rush into the fire and drag out the burning killers and bite them to death.
I really don’t know how Halle communicates with them. Does the medical university where she got her doctorate degree still teach “animal language”?
"Mr. K! The bad guys have been driven away."
Seeing Mason appear in the manor, Harley, who was whistling and shooting a hapless guy in the head with a baseball bat, waved and cheered at Mason happily, and even fired randomly into the sky to celebrate her victory.
Then there was a plop.
As Mason watched in silence, a person fell from the sky and landed right at Harley's feet, startling Mr. K's female patient.
She tentatively reached out the blood-stained baseball bat to touch the person in front of her to see if the blood-covered guy was still alive. Soon she saw the man's chest still heaving.
Mason sighed with a sense of exhaustion as he watched Harley randomly shoot down a man .
He quickly stepped forward and took out the medical tools. With the help of Harley, he turned the unfortunate guy over and prepared to give him first aid. Then, he saw the face that was covered in blood but still very recognizable.
"Barry Allen?"
Mason exclaimed, looking at the bloody Flash in front of him, he immediately took out his epic healing potion and quickly fed it to the poor guy.
When Harley saw that she had hit an "acquaintance", she immediately threw the baseball bat in her hand away with a guilty conscience, and then pretended to whistle as if nothing had happened but quickly left the "crime scene".
She was afraid that the Flash would recover and cause trouble for her, but in fact, when she saw that the injured person was Barry Allen, Harley's suspicion of "intentional injury" was ruled out.
No matter how miserable this speedster was, there was no way he could be knocked down by a few bullets while moving at high speed.
Mason performed first aid on Barry on the spot and soon discovered the two truly fatal points of his injuries. One was in the heart, where his heart had been pierced by a sharp weapon.
If it weren't for the super self-healing brought by the speed force, he would have died from this injury long ago.
Another fatal injury is the waist and abdomen.
Barry's waist and abdomen seemed to have been cut open by a sharp weapon, and even his intestines and internal organs were cut off. It was also because of his super self-healing ability of the speed force that he saved his life.
"I told you to stab me with your light-speed hand! Is this retribution?"
Mason cleaned Barry's heart wound, sutured it, and applied recovery medicine while muttering:
"This laceration was clearly caused by a lightspeed knife. It seems that he was hit by another speedster. He was so ruthless that he was obviously venting his anger. It should be no one else except Reverse Flash.
But this knife wound is a bit...
Not only did it cut open your internal organs, but even your battle suit made of high-strength aerospace materials was cut open as smoothly as butter. If you hadn't met Big Sister Malaka, the only person in this world who could have caused you such a cut would have been the Chosen One of Khorne ."
The captain sneered, patted Barry on the cheek, and said:
"Open your eyes now that you're awake! Why are you pretending? Are you planning to sneak attack me?"
"I just..."
Under Mason's scolding, Barry opened his eyes weakly.
He was somewhat embarrassed and whispered:
"I was just thinking about how to greet you. After all, our previous meeting was not so 'friendly' and I almost killed you."
"Just you? Come on."
Mason shook his head and said:
“The day I became a member of the Star Society, I got used to this inexplicable malice. In this dark age, when we appeared in a world, everyone on the planet hoped that we would die on the spot.
Your little misunderstanding is not even enough to be considered as pre-dinner entertainment.
Now tell me, who made you like this?"
"Diana..."
The Flash touched his healing abdomen and said with a hint of fear:
“My heart was injured by the Reverse Flash and I just wanted to ask my friends for help. I couldn’t return to our world so I thought of seeking shelter from Diana. But she hit me with a sword before I could even open my mouth.
She scolded me for being a lowly man who dared to step into her supreme chamber and tried to attack her... Damn it, the Diana of this world is simply an unreasonable lunatic!"
"Then why didn't you ask Arthur Curry for help?"
Mason joked:
"Perhaps your brother the Sea King will save your life because you are both men and have both been stabbed by Diana's sword?"
"Him? I don't believe him!"
Barry breathed hard and said:
“He flooded Europe and killed hundreds of millions of people, just because humans were unwilling to ally with Atlantis and attack the Amazons… The Batman of this world is a cold-blooded thug, the Joker is his wife, Oliver is the leader of the assassins, and Dana enjoys killing people.
I couldn't find any trace of Superman and Green Lantern, but I didn't dare to contact Cyborg. Everyone in this world is crazy!
We shouldn’t even be here.”
"Superman does exist but he's not who you think."
Mason pulled Barry Allen up from the ground and said:
"Now that you've been beaten up by reality, you finally know who is a trustworthy and reliable friend, right? Come on, tell me about what happened between you and that Reverse Flash.
I'd have to know more before I could make a judgement.
At least you have to tell me what the conqueror who almost killed you came here for?"
"It's time! Mason."
Barry weakly put his hand on Mason's shoulder and supported him as he walked.
Xiao Shan, who was almost sacrificed to heaven, whispered:
"Reverse Flash came here to 'steal' the remaining time in this world..."
