Chapter 32:Return

Mongo, the most powerful ruler in the war world, was facing the hangar door that had been torn apart by Jay at this time, his face was pale and he didn't know what he was thinking about. His staff member held his breath, carefully observing the look of his boss for a moment, but he couldn't read the slightest mood swing from the knife-cut face.

He calculated a little in his heart, and felt that he still had to report some things in time, so he whispered: "The enemy has invaded the scientific research department of mankind, and they have robbed all the prisoners of the earth. A soldier who has encountered an invader reported that there are only two enemies. But they seem to be Kryptonians. Because they..."

His words seemed to touch a special part of Mongo's heart. There were sudden violent fluctuations on his rigid face, and his scarlet eyes seemed to burst into flames for a moment. The staff officer had never seen this look in the eyes of his brutal monarch, and what he saw in his eyes could almost be described as twisted fanaticism.

The staff officer was so frightened that he swallowed the second half of the sentence, and Mongo asked calmly, "How are they?"

The cold and heavy voice frightened him suddenly, and he hurriedly said, "Yes...they are wearing Karl El's mark on their chests. The Kryptonian from the earth is called by the people of the earth. "Superman"."

Mongo walked two steps closer, his burly figure obscured the crimson sunlight, and the staff member was covered in his own shadow. He said: "Of course I know who Karl El is, and I will never forget it in my life. Where are the two Kryptonians now?"

The staff only felt that the pressure had doubled, and subconsciously bowed his head to avoid the terrible sight: "We...we have sent a team to chase, and we guessed that their goal might be the interstellar leading to the earth in the garbage dump. door."

"Idiot! How could a team capture two Kryptonians back!?" Meng Ge almost changed his face with anger.

"Yes, yes, we will send additional staff immediately..."

"Idiot! Can I still catch up now?" Mongo almost roared angrily. The poor staff officer was so spitting that he dared not reach out to wipe it. He has only been in this position for just two years, and he doesn't know what kind of feast this monarch had with the Kryptonians in the past. He was so excited to hear this term.

Mengge pondered for a long while, and said, "Send three more teams to chase and close the interstellar door at the same time."

After listening to his instructions, the staff officer was not afraid, and raised his head in surprise: "Turn it off...? But...but the process of turning it off also requires a certain amount of running time. Moreover, the establishment of a stable interstellar gate on the earth and the war world consumes a lot of our energy and time. If it is forcibly closed, it will cause us losses..."

"If I say it, just do it for me!" Mongo increased his volume by an octave and shouted, "At all costs, the Kryptonians must be captured!"

The staff member was sprayed with spit on his face again, and once again bowed his head reluctantly, and I couldn't help being more curious about the history of this tyrant and the Kryptonian. Mongo looked at the dark red sky outside the window, and said solemnly: "Prepare the spaceship, I will go personally."

Jay gazed with satisfaction at the three spherical aircraft that were chasing behind him, one of which accelerated into the downtown area. Entering the densely populated area, the firepower of the three aircraft still didn't mean to stop at all. They still fired at Jay without interruption, and then all fell to the urban buildings. The fire broke out in the urban area, and building debris was blown up all over the sky, causing a lot of chaos below.

Jay had begun to feel a bit of breath in his chest, and his hands and feet were slightly tingling, and he had only been flying for a few minutes, and he had been flying on the earth for several hours without breathing at all.

This means that he must fight quickly.

He picked up a narrow gap between the buildings and rushed in, taking advantage of his size advantage to flew like a fish between the narrow gaps. The small size of the three spherical flying vehicles was originally an advantage compared with ordinary flying objects, but it has become a disadvantage when placed here. They struggled to follow Jay around in complex terrain. While maintaining high-speed driving to ensure that the target was not lost, the pilot had to constantly move up and down to avoid various chaotic obstacles.

Jay flew very tricky. He went up and down, left and right, always taking the most difficult route to fly. Finally, after he did not know the first few sharp turns without warning, the aircraft hanging at the end of the queue was finally an operational error, and it slammed into a round-table-shaped building with a shining outer shell at super high speed. When it hit from the other side, it turned into a hot fireball with thick smoke.

Four were done, and the last two were left.

But at the same time maintaining such a high-speed flight and frequent turning and turning also exacerbated Jay's own physical exhaustion. The rays of red stars shone all over his body from the crimson sky, making every cell of him exhausted. His hands and feet softened, and his figure flying in the air sank suddenly and almost fell.

He adjusted quickly in only half a second, but this short moment became a fatal flaw in the fierce pursuit. Four laser beams from the two aircraft fell on his back almost at the same second, making him grunt and dragging black smoke down behind him. He maintained a high-speed inertia like a passenger plane on fire crashing towards an alien open-air restaurant, his body smashed to countless tables and chairs before he barely stopped.

Jay panted lightly and got up, his back burning with pain, he must have been burned. But he should be glad that his defensive power has not degraded too much, because those few lasers are enough to instantly melt most of the metals on the earth.

He felt a little tinnitus, and the super hearing seemed to be completely scrapped. The surrounding alien residents yelled in panic and moved away quickly like avoiding a plague. When he got up, he seemed to see the green seahorse that smiled and waved at him before. Cara seemed to say that it was a female of the star, and he couldn't remember.

"That's right, hurry up," Jay murmured to the panicked crowd, "you won't want to stay, because things might get a little ugly next."

The buzzing buzzing of the spherical aircraft's engine was transmitted to his cochlea again-that didn't require any super senses, because their harsh sound could be heard from several blocks away. One of the aircraft seemed to temporarily leave its companion behind, and its gun barrels on both sides fired fiercely at the same time, and its engines dived toward Jay with full power. The dense laser light was drawn into two long blue light curtains in front of Jay, and two dazzling fire lights were dragged on the ground and pointed straight at Jay's position.

Jay picked up the half of the electronic billboard beside him, which was broken in half, with a picture of the upper body of the ruler Mongo grinning on it, and the image was constantly shaking.

He strode forward, grasping the alien propaganda board tightly with both hands, and swiped it with a standard baseball swing at the moment that the drone pouring gunfire passed over his head. The electronic screen burst open at the moment it hit the cabin, and the windshield of the cabin was covered with dense lines like spider webs in a fraction of a second. It is like a home run baseball flying backwards in the opposite direction, unbiasedly hitting the accelerating companion along a precise trajectory. The last two aircraft broke down into a large number of broken parts in a flash of magnificent sparks, with sparks scattered all over the ground.

After finishing the final swing, Jay was finally relieved. At this moment, he couldn't help but recall the scene of his last life when he was exhausted and hard to breathe in the sports kilometer long distance race. This feels really unforgettable, because he has not sweated a single drop in six years.

He forced himself to prop up his detached body, and flew again staggeringly. He can't stop here because he still has unfulfilled promises and people waiting for him. Even in response to their expectations, he must cheer up.

Kara managed to rush in with the spacecraft before the interstellar teleporters closed, but when their hull rushed into the turbulent tunnel, the tunnel itself had begun to lose stability. The energy-built space is falling apart little by little, gradually disintegrating outside the windshield. A large amount of erosive energy scraped the hull violently, as if a burst of rapids shook the hull. Parts and metal pieces kept falling off the hull of the hull into the rapid turbulence, and everyone could hear the screams of the disintegration of the spacecraft under their feet.

The raging energy is like countless thorn whips, drawing cracks on the windshield, almost robbing the driver of all vision. But the light of the exit finally penetrated through the cracks, and Carla gripped the joystick and shouted: "Everyone, hold on!"

The violent turbulence reached the highest peak the moment the spacecraft rushed out of the chaotic tunnel. The bottom of the ship violently contacted the ground and glided at high speed, dragging out a long string of dazzling sparks. The wing of the left wing of the spacecraft had been broken in the turbulence. At this moment, the wing of the right wing was also broken overwhelmedly during a long gliding. The spacecraft whirled and crashed into a wall and barely stopped, the scrapped engine churning with choking smoke.

Cara took a deep breath, in disbelief, she actually did it.

"Okay, this is the end of the return journey of Interstellar Crossing. Please take a count of the good things, um... get off the plane in an orderly way..."

She said that she pressed the button to open the cabin door, but found that the cabin door seemed to be stuck in the impact, so she had to go to the stern and tear off the two cabin doors, but she did not expect that the one waiting for her was outside the cabin. Point to the barrel of her head in a circle.

I saw the soldiers in black combat uniforms densely surrounded by the cabin, all wearing black helmets and goggles, pointing to the cabin door, as if waiting for some vicious alien monster.

"Put down your guns." The huntress strode out of the queue and came to Carla, "They are not enemies."

She looked like the commander here, and the soldiers obediently put down their guns and stepped aside. Kara frowned slightly: "Helena. Didn't you go to work for the government? What are you doing here?"

Obviously they were no strangers before. Helena shrugged: "As you can see, I am working. We have received news about the unexpected situation of Carey Technology and Creativity. Why don't I bring someone to investigate the situation?"

She motioned to her people to quickly rescue the people who had escaped in the spacecraft. After sweeping a circle, she couldn't help but frown, "I heard that there is another guy with you. He didn't come back?"

Kara turned his eyes to the purple tunnel where the electric current was beating: "He will follow soon."

"But the reading of this device has reached a critical value. It has completely lost its stability and will soon disappear." Helena frowned, "If he doesn't keep up within the next thirty seconds, he will There is no chance."

Carla's eyebrows jumped, seemingly nervous for a moment. But soon, her gaze returned firmly to the rotating vortex again.

"He promised." She said, "He will come back, I believe."

Her trust was finally proved to be worthwhile. At the moment that the 30-second countdown was less than one second, at the moment that the disintegrating tunnel was spinning and gathering, the red and blue afterimages shot through the space. And out, behind him dragged the purple Lidian from the collapsed space. Jay rolled around in a awkward posture, and hit his back hard on the wreckage of the scrapped spaceship.

Jay rubbed his chaotic head, half-kneeled on the ground, breathing hard, feeling the last trace of air in his lungs being squeezed out by the accelerated dash just now. When he raised his eyelids and saw the huntress and the super girl appearing in front of him, he couldn't help rubbing his eyes blankly.

"Hi...hi, ladies," he said, "have I hallucinated?"