Chapter 62 :Terrorism

A well-armed force with a size of more than a hundred people, each with well-trained and firm-willed pious fighters, confronts two young Kryptonians who have entered the enemy line alone.

A totally unequal battle.

The whole process is so monotonous and simple that you can't call it a battle. The various artillery pieces mounted on both sides of the independent army formation to cover the output were scrapped under the first round of thermal vision bursts by the two Krypton imps, and burned in the rising flames. The tank formation hardly played any role. The two afterimages rushed into the copper wall and iron wall constructed with heavy military armor. One left and the right rushed out of the tank formation along opposite paths. When the two afterimages meet each other, their flying trajectories form two large circles, and even a functional tank cannot be found in the square array.

The soldiers who kept shouting to dedicate their lives to the lofty cause subconsciously retreated, looking at the two god-like figures through the flames of war, and the emotions named fear uncontrollably controlled their nerves-this is also Inevitably, this is a creature's instinctive reaction when facing an enemy far stronger than itself.

They still used their rifles in vain to continue firing at the unknockable enemy, but every bullet was unsurprisingly turned into a deflated scrap iron bullet and fell on the ground. Jay squeezed an overturned tank barrel next to him, and the strong grip made the two sides of the barrel stick together. With a force on his arm, the turret on the upper body of the tank was lifted by him in the air, like a mace.

The soldiers were stunned. Varadhan trained them how to charge on the battlefield and how to face the armed forces of various major powers, but he did not teach them how to fight against monsters of this level. Jay flew up in the air, and the tank turret was thrown out, spinning and smashing at the soldiers.

The soldiers who were busy delivering firepower hurriedly threw themselves off, and the turret fell to the ground with unmatched kinetic energy, swept away with the impact of the choking smoke. This did not cause actual casualties, but it tore the formation of their team. Jay and Kara took the opportunity to fly up at the same time, dragging the afterimage to and fro in the crowd, like two butterflies through flowers. In the blink of an eye, most of the soldiers have fallen, and guns smashed into pieces with their bare hands are everywhere.

The battle is doomed before it starts, and the soldiers of Modova have no chance of winning.

"enough!"

The amplified sound traversed the entire battlefield, as if someone suddenly pressed the stop button for this boiling battlefield. All the soldiers stopped their movements in an instant, and respectfully retreated to both sides and gave way to a passage. Zeto Varadhan walked out of the last stride meteor in the queue, and it was quite aura.

He stopped in front of the two Kryptonians who were suspended in the air, and looked up at them, and the corners of his mouth showed a smile.

"Look and see, the great god has noticed our forgotten corner," he said in a sarcasm, "it is flattering."

Jay descended and fell in front of Varadhan, and said coldly: "You hurt someone who shouldn't be hurt, you touched the bottom line that shouldn't be touched."

Varadhan snorted: "I just did what I had to do to win back the power we deserve. This world forces us to have no choice."

"There is always another choice." Cara also fell down and said with an angry face, "Twenty-three people are dead, and there are even children among them. This is how you achieve your goals?"

"If it weren't the case, would you show up here? Faced with a group of people like us who have been forgotten in the cracks, huh?" Varaden retorted sternly, without losing his momentum. I have to say that this person can become the leader of the Independence Army for no reason, and not everyone can maintain such a momentum in the face of the coercion of two Kryptonians.

He snorted and continued: "No, of course not. You are the shining new stars in this world. You will always be high above. You can be bragged by the media if you save a cat trapped in a tree, but you just don't have that idle time. Concerned about the life and death of people like us. Everyone here, we have witnessed the land we grew up on was destroyed by barbaric artillery fire, and even driven out of our hometown. Our motherland is torn apart and hungry by a group of glorious skins. Wolves divide, where were you at that time? You are so omnipotent, why didn't you show up when we were miserable?"

His pitch became higher and higher, and he almost roared at the end. The soldiers who had lost their fighting spirit seemed to resonate with his words, and Jay saw the flames of fanaticism rekindled in their eyes, and vaguely felt that he had lost the guy in some ways.

He pondered for a long while and said: "I sympathize with your experience. But you know, just like Superman before, I won't participate in international disputes."

Varadhan sneered: "Really? Then I ask you, New Superman, what kind of stand do you appear here? The US government, huh? Or is it just your personal opinion?"

"When you use innocent people as a threat, it has nothing to do with politics." Jay argued, "I can't interfere or evaluate your country's affairs, but you drag innocent people into your own battle. ,This is wrong."

"Then what do you expect me to do? Holding a small flag waving in front of the United Nations building?" Varadhan asked, "Do you really think that would be useful, New Superman? Can speech and appeal be used as a weapon for rights and interests? Hell! That is. A big lie that politicians lied for their benefit. If I really did that, maybe the next day I would disappear silently from this world, and people would not even remember that I worked hard."

No, that's not right. Jay felt that his statement was wrong, but he didn't know how to refute it.

Varadhan continued: "Or let's talk about some more practical issues, just say now. If you catch me now, you let them put me in a cell, but I said I will change in 24 hours. Back to freedom, the people walked out furiously, do you believe it?"

"why?"

Varadhan laughed and said: "This is the interesting place-the Eastern European powers that are fighting for the land of Modova, they need my existence. My independence army and I play a pivotal position in this dispute. My disappearance will cause a series of chain reactions, resulting in consequences that they don't want to see. So in the end they will definitely come forward to reach an agreement and exchange tickets for me to get out of prison."

After a pause, he smiled triumphantly and said, "So although I am sorry to trouble you to take a long trip, New Superman, I won and you can't do anything."

He is not bluffing. Superheroes, including Superman, all have a rule-never participate in the political affairs of any country. Any political issues on this planet will always be extremely complicated. If Varadhan and his Independence Army really played such an important intermediate position in the disputes between Eastern European countries, then Jay's unilateral killing of him will cause tension among all politicians in the world.

Killing him is not only about this independent incident, but also about the attitude shown by the new superman, and it is very likely to cause a violent backlash around the world-if the new superman can rely on himself this time The decision to intervene in Eastern European disputes, who knows whom he will turn his attention on next?

"Let's go." Kara whispered. She pulled Jay's hand gently, but he didn't intend to leave.

He can't kill this terrorist, but that doesn't mean there is nothing he can do.

Jay took a step forward, with a fiery flame in his eyes, threatening Varadhan viciously, "Yes, you are right, I will not kill you, but there is one thing you are wrong, kill You are not the only thing I can do. Now, you'd better go back and take down all the gadgets you made for voice-activated blasting, and then be honest and don't get into trouble. Otherwise, I will come to find you next time. How do you get some toys like guns and tanks? I can turn them all back into scrap in a minute. So unless you want your independent army to use spit stars to fight your so-called holy wars, I strongly recommend You should quickly dispel your subsequent blasting plan."

This was the first time since Varadhan appeared, his face changed slightly, and he couldn't keep calm anymore. This slight change in expression proved that this threat was effective against him. Jay then slowly lifted off into the sky, as if he was about to leave. Before leaving, he added as if thinking of something, "Oh, yes, of course you can move to a place to live and find a way to hide. But you have to I know, now you have caught my attention, and I have been watching you. So unless you can hide your troops like a tortoise in a base wrapped in lead 24 hours a day, it's better to be honest. point."

Having said this, without paying attention to Varadhan's ugly expression, Jay turned around and wanted to leave with Kara.

However, at this moment, a thunderous blast cut through the sky, attracting everyone's attention. Everyone raised their heads, and saw that in the sky covered by the black smoke of the artillery fire, a black spot dragged a milky white air wave down at high speed, straight down here.

The blue afterimage fell heavily, and the hot black smoke wrapped in yellow dust and exploded centered on the falling point. The steel body in the dark blue tight uniform descended grandly, and the red cloak fell slowly behind him. He lifted his head slightly, his steel-blue eyes sharp as a knife.

He also wears the eye-catching "s" on his chest.

The air seemed to freeze, and at this moment everyone even breathed carefully. Carla covered her mouth, widened her eyes in disbelief, and asked in a trembling voice, "Carla...Superman?"