There are all kinds of people in this world. Some people follow the good, while others have to go against the warning.
In the wilderness under the night, as soon as Agent Dugen finished speaking, a blue energy spear pierced into the air and hit the armor on the female dragon's neck.
But unfortunately, this weak attack did not hurt the female dragon, and even its armor was not broken, but it successfully angered it.
The roaring leader of the beast group gathered his wings and fell to the ground. The moment he passed by the ground, the mutants gathered together seemed to be hit by a siege hammer head-on, and more than a dozen people flew backwards, while the mutant who was still condensing energy spear was held in the kiss of the dragon full of sharp teeth by the female dragon.
The next moment, with the sharp teeth of the fire dragon closing, the poor guy was dismembered in an instant.
His abilities cannot protect him at all.
"Ao"
A hot pillar of fire hit the ground, turning a few guys who kept inciting others to escape into a burning torch, like an ultimatum.
Amid the miserable wails of the leaders, the other mutants threw away their weapons tremblingly, and had to choose to surrender in the roar of several fire dragons like demonstrations.
"Agent Dugan, and several groups of radical mutants fled to other directions."
While directing the agents to capture the escaped guys for thousands, Sharon said to the Dragon Knight in the sky:
"Please hurry up and intercept it immediately!"
"OK."
Agent Dugen took a look at the situation that had been controlled on the ground. He patted the female dragon on the neck. Under the influence of the biochip, the smart female dragon could understand Dugen a little.
Under Dugan's command, it quickly turned around, gave up the weak "food" on the ground, and flew in the other direction with its own beast group.
Sharon looked at her watch, she pushed her glasses and said to the two mutants behind her:
"Well, no more, no less, just 5 minutes."
"Let's go and take the prisoners."
A few hours later, a black plane landed on the runway in a secret area of ​​Kansas in a low whistling sound. As the lifting platform on the belly of the transport plane opened, radical mutants injected with anesthetics were taken out of the plane. Around the apron, a transport vehicle that had been prepared long ago sent these mutants with different expressions to a prison facility not far away, where they were responsible for their detention.
Of course, not everyone cooperates so well. There are always some mutant brotherhood thorns trying to do something, but in the face of handcuffs that can burst out high voltage current at any time, and the serious agents around them, their resistance was severely suppressed just now.
This scene seems extremely inhumane, but in fact, the agents of the imprisonment agency are already polite enough to these mutants. Those injured will be sent to the treatment room, while those who are obedient are only forced to join the mutant Brotherhood. The mutant people who are very cooperative in this arrest will not be affected by additional harm.
At the moment they were caught, they had learned about their future experience from the agents.
They would stay in prison for a while, for months or so, once they were determined to have not done serious bad things, they would be released and sent to a residence for moderate mutants led by Professor Charles to truly live the life that normal people should have.
But as for those bastards who have participated in serious violence, whose hands are covered with innocent blood and do evil in the name of freedom, they will be locked up here until the arrival of judgment or death.
There is axiom in this world after all. Maybe it will be late, but at critical moments, it will never be absent.
The mutant society needs to be rebuilt, and before it is truly rebuilt from the thinking level, the scum must also be purified!
"Swish"
More than a dozen mutants placed on wheelchair beds were pushed into the medical room. After entering this busy hall, Sharon discovered his commander among the doctors wearing white coats and busy treating the injured.
Chief Merlin occasionally likes to play a cameo as a doctor's quirk, which is no secret in the eyes of these old subordinates. It is said that this is because before becoming an agent, the chief's life plan was to become a doctor.
"Yo, Sharon."
Wearing a mask and white medical gloves, Merlin, who had just helped a surgeon perform an operation as an assistant, turned his head and saw Sharon standing beside him. He threw the blood-stained gloves into the trash can, while looking at the dozen unlucky guys who were sent to the medical room. The bones on their bodies were basically signs of comminuted fractures.
"What's wrong with them?"
Merlin asked:
"Did you get hit by a truck?"
“More serious.”
Sharon lowered his voice and said to Merlin:
"They were lucky to be hit by a dragon. When the dragon swooped down, seven bastards who were stubbornly resisting were hit and killed on the spot."
"Well, then they are so lucky."
Merlin said casually with a calm expression:
"After they get old, they can sit by the fireplace and tell their grandsons the story of themselves being knocked out by a dragon. Of course, it is only if they don't have too much blood in their hands."
He checked the situation of the guys who were sent by Sharon, and he said:
"Push them aside, they can hold on, and doctors have more serious patients to treat."
Merlin glanced at the four operating rooms in the busy medical room behind him, and the lights were on in those operating rooms, he said:
"The gun battle over Melinda injured many people. Fortunately, there were no ones from us. Now, generally speaking, everything is going well. If we continue to move at this rate, maybe in the afternoon, most of the members of the Mutant Brotherhood will be gathered here."
"Some of the advanced mutants escaped, sir."
Sharon said something unreliable:
"They have all kinds of weird abilities, and they can often escape from the battlefield quietly while our attention is attracted. Those who can escape in such a large-scale arrest are also some more difficult guys."
"Without the huge organization of the Mutant Brotherhood, they will move into underground activities. According to the concept of the Mutant Brotherhood, they will not stop resisting. The emergence of underground forces will only slow down the ending process of this action."
"Well, this is indeed a problem."
Merlin took Sharon out of the medical room. He stood by the railing outside the door, took out a cigarette and lit it to dispel the smell of hospital on his body.
He let out a breath of smoke and said to Sharon:
"But that's not our trouble, Sharon."
"The X-Men's individual strength is also very strong, so in the last stage, the handling of those tricky escapees will be carried out. We are only responsible for giving some information, just like pulling nails, and we will not interfere with the specific action process."
"Professor Charles' disciples are absolute believers of pacifism. After seeing the signs of ending the division of the mutant society, they will find ways to end this final dispute, and we don't even need our reminder."
Merlin blinked at Sharon and said:
"They will themselves complete the elimination of the last stubborn resisters who hinder the cause of peace. Don't underestimate the ability of pacifists. They are often stronger than fools who like to use violence, because they know the power of restraint."
"It seems you have planned it, sir."
Sharon nodded, and she leaned against the railing and blew the wind, she said to Merlin:
"Sir, I am frank, the feeling you give me now is getting more and more similar to my aunt. You always plan everything quietly."
"Oh, this review is very high, little Sharon."
Merlin smiled and said:
"I feel very honored to be someone you have judged to be very similar to Ms. Carter. Is your aunt still in touch with you recently?"
"No."
Sharon shook his head with some regret:
"I haven't received her phone number or letter for a long time, and she seems to have forgotten me."
"Don't say that."
Merlin waved his hand:
"Ms. Carter is not such a heartless person. Maybe she is paying attention to you now. I believe that your aunt will be very pleased with your growth. As she expected, you have become a qualified and excellent agent. By the way, this is for you."
Merlin took out a black wallet from her pocket and handed it to Sharon, who took it and opened it, and saw the latest agent's ID in it.
On the ID, her agent level rose from level 5 to level 6.
"Do it well."
Merlin reached out and patted Sharon on the shoulder, and he said meaningfully:
"You are only one step away from the last level."
"The last order?"
Sharon looked at Chief Merlin who was leaving behind her hands with some confusion. She was a little unable to confirm what Merlin meant. Isn’t level 6 the highest level of Agents of S.H.E.L.D.?
Merlin inspected various areas of the mutant regulator and determined that everything was going according to the organization's plan. After confirming that there was no problem, he slowly returned to his office.
For the foreseeable years, Merlin was destined to travel frequently to and from New York and Kansas' "Ghost" bases. The mutant problem is different from all the problems encountered in previous SL.d. This problem is not just a pure conflict of order and chaos, it is also a social problem. The existence of ghost institutions is difficult to hide from public opinion, and the World Security Council has no intention of concealing this news.
As one of the plans to push Professor Charles Francis Xavier to the front desk, the existence of the "ghost" base dedicated to managing the radical mutants will dispel some of the people's concerns about mutants.
If the people know that their government has a prison that specializes in managing villain mutants, then they will also realize that mutants have been included in the scope of government management, which will reassure them a lot.
However, it is foreseeable that in the next few months, there will inevitably be a group of reporters who want to make a "big news" wandering around and even venture into the ghost base.
In this so-called democratic and free country, these journalists are the most restless people.
Many times, what these journalists want is not the truth, but a "stories" that are attractive enough.
In order to avoid them making some foolish news, Merlin will stay at the ghost base until the storm is completely subsided.
In other words, the forgetting curse in Merlin's hand was already a little hungry and thirsty.
Merlin sat at the desk, turned on the lamp and took out a secret file from the drawer. The surface of this file was not SHIELD's black and white eagle logo. On the contrary, on the cover of the file, there were only three very simple letters.
“.b”
This is a file sent from the extremely confidential alien management department, which contains detailed information about a mysterious alien operating near Kansas.
That was an extra mission Merlin got from Agent Z, the leader of .b.
He did not forget this task, but because of the busy business in recent times, he had no time to deal with it. But now, with the completion of the "Ghost" base in Kansas, Merlin finally has time to help his brother's department and find this alien who has been active for many years.
"ghost"
Merlin was reading this file, and there was a map in the document that marked the locations where the alien code-named "Ghost" appeared throughout the entire Earth. It was densely packed and spread across most of the world, but he had the highest chance of appearing in Kansas.
He whispered:
"Are you hiding on this land?"
"What are you looking for?"
Chapter completed!