In a high-rise conference room in Washington, DC, Pierce, with a cane, looked at the huge three-dimensional projection in front of her.
On the projection like a wall, it was divided into 9 grids.
They project the current situation of cities, including New York and Washington, into the eyes of the World Security Council members in a live broadcast.
There were already burning flames in the city, and rolling black smoke wrapped around the city, police helicopters hovered in the air, and police cars were humming.
It all seems like watching a war blockbuster.
Chaos, chaos visible to the naked eye.
Pierce could see panicked innocent people running.
They hid in the nearest building tremblingly, looking at everything around them with chills.
And in this city where wars are already full of smoke, the evildoers are venting their inner madness, as ugly and crazy as lustful people.
They drove their cars and rushed around the chaotic streets.
They waved their weapons and sneered at the panicked fugitive as the bullets flew.
They fought with police, like farmers, and were freely choosing their goals on the originally bustling streets.
They smashed the glass and snatched the money.
They laughed wildly, beating those who were weaker than them.
Some crazy guys regard the city as their own paradise.
In a square in New York City, a group of thugs held nearly a hundred people hostage, guessing riddles with a guy wearing a green windbreaker, holding a weird walking stick, and covered with question marks.
Those who win live, and those who lose die.
There is also a bastard with a weird mask standing on Times Square.
Holding things like biological weapons in both hands, spreading the endless green smoke throughout the city.
Behind the scarecrow with the sound of wind, the bustling square was filled with wounded people who were killed by each other.
In the pool in Central Park, a bastard with a crocodile body was soaking comfortably in the blood-soaked water, and the pool was covered with tragic corpses.
There is also the New York Heroes Association, the base camp of superheroes who gathered spontaneously to protect the city has been messed up.
The heroes were driven out of the headquarters, their eyes were red and they fought each other.
They seem to be controlled by something.
A group of walking bombs were released, all of them were creatures with more powerful power than ordinary people. Who can stop them from killing each other?
Who can stop them from hurting others?
In Brooklyn, a group of werewolfs stepped onto the streets with such a swagger, and the fierce bastard in the lead was still wearing a prison suit.
In a luxurious office building in Queens, a group of vampires are hunting freely.
They forced a girl to jump down from a tall building in despair.
The whole city was in chaos.
The order is gone...
“This plan has entered the abolition process.”
In this quiet office, Pierce is leaning on a cane.
A hint of hatred and stubbornness shines in his eyes, and he said:
"We chose to give up on it because of its flaws, and I thought it was the right decision, but now, I am extremely glad that Fury chose to execute it at the last moment."
"Maybe Fury had a premonition of all this in front of him."
"When the institutions used to maintain order and fight crime are shut down for various reasons; when our remaining strength is not enough to support our vow to protect the world."
“When our people pray for protection in the shadow of darkness; when we want to respond to that desperate plea;”
"When we want to reach out and save them, and to reshape order in the danger of constantly making a comeback..."
Pierce clenched his fists, and he looked at the city in extreme chaos before him, and said:
“We need to have a trump card.”
"We need a trump card that can settle everything at any time."
"In this world, the evil that tries to hurt us and the people we protect have been there, and from ancient times to the present, they have never died..."
"They hide in the shadowed ghosts under civilization, and always peek at the world under the light."
"When the power of order falls into the quagmire, chaos will take advantage of the situation."
"They will start a war and then try to take over everything and transform the world into what they want to see..."
“Centralization, violence, chaos!”
"They want to destroy civilization and bring this world back to the dark and barbaric era..."
"I won't allow it! No one with a conscience will allow it."
Pierce turned around, and the projection behind him turned around.
In the clouds outside New York's sea, a silver-gray behemoth slowly rising under the impetus of several gravity engines.
Like a suspended aircraft carrier, like a hill cast by steel, like a stable and reliable city wall.
Under the deck of the giant, dense black barrels were moving.
With the help of the monitoring system that has been connected to the ground, these weapons controlled by the state-of-the-art fire control system are locking in the target.
Thousands of barrels were moving at the same time, and the scene was like the insightful mothership truly awakening at this moment.
This steel-cast airspace giant is swinging thousands of limbs, like a giant centipede floating in the airspace.
"We will bring armor to this fragile world with our own hands, and we will put weapons on it with our own hands."
"When savage evils provoke us, they will get our response!"
Pierce's tone became tough, and his slightly bent waist was straightened at this moment.
It's like an old soldier who is old but doesn't want to admit defeat or fall.
In the projection behind him, the first batch of insights into the mothership had risen to the stratosphere, and on the deck of the mothership, a new type of radar used for hooking and communication began to operate.
In the brighter sunshine of the stratosphere, the silver-gray mothership was covered with sharp light.
It's like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed.
The entire projection is at this moment and is converted to the monitoring room perspective.
On the map of the East Coast, three red dots form a triangle in front of the World Security Council members and the President.
The red line extends outwards a circle wrapped by dotted lines, covering the entire East Coast, and the dotted line is still spreading.
This represents the firepower range that an insight unit composed of three insight motherships can cover.
"We will never succumb to evil."
Pierce's face was calm, he leaned on a cane, he said:
"We will never give in to the thugs."
"Thunder and fire falling from the sky will declare the arrival of the era of order, and those lights of order representing guardians will create the strongest city walls for our people and the world..."
“This world will be better because of this…”
"Yes, everyone, I'm very glad now that when we have no choice, we have at least an insight plan in our hands..."
"Wow"
The moment Pierce finished speaking, the image projected on his back turned to the "Supervisor" interface.
In the connection with the ground monitoring system, locked faces are constantly shining on the projection.
Scarecrow raging in Times Square.
A gangster who robbed on the streets.
The masked thugs who smashed, looted and burned.
He broke into the door and forced the hostess, a vulgar person with a look of shame.
There are also thieves who take the opportunity to steal things from comatose people.
....
Above that projection, a number representing the number of locked targets is constantly jumping.
On the projection map, the red signs representing fire points are lit one by one.
That scene was enough to make any patient with intensive diseases numb on their scalp.
After just 10 seconds, the number of clear targets on the screen reached an astonishing 356,734 people.
This is the first target of crime removal centered on New York, covering the entire East Coast.
"Swish"
In the White House, not far from here, a command code input box appeared in front of the thin black president.
"Please give orders, Mr. President."
Pierce's projection was suspended in front of the president's eyes. The old man with a white haired hair was leaning on a cane. He said calmly:
"Our people are waiting."
"Every second you hesitate, the innocent will be hurt, and you can end it all by just pressing that button..."
The president was obviously hesitant.
This is not as simple as signing a decree that he does not know the consequences.
350,000 people...
The heavy weight of life pressed the president at this moment.
Although he also hated those thugs in his heart...
But just destroy them like this.
“Shouldn’t there be a trial?”
The president looked up and he asked:
"Just kill them directly? Then what's the difference between us and them..."
"Is this the flaw of the Insight Program? I now understand why you were going to give up on it at that time."
"This flaw is so scary, I...I can't..."
"No, you can, Mr. President."
A ray of light flashed in Pierce's eyes, he said:
"Sir President, you have vowed to protect this country and the people of this land, and now it's time for you to fulfill your promise."
"and..."
At this moment, the serious Pierce suddenly blinked mischievously, and he said to the black president:
"Insight Plan's Firepower Mode...there is a stun mode."
"No one makes you a butcher who slaughtered 350,000 people, Mr. President, and the eradication mode is not used for our people."
"Oh? Is that true?"
The tension and hesitation on the black president's face dissipated most of the time.
He let out a long sigh, turned his head to look at his wife and daughter standing beside him, full of worry.
He reached out his hand and touched his daughter's hair, and he whispered:
"I will protect you..."
The next moment, the president's finger enters a string of digital identification codes on the projection.
He looked at the projection, and as everyone was watching, he closed his eyes, drew a cross on his chest, and then...
The virtual button was pressed.
"Command Confirm..."
In the main control room below the Trident Building, the Hydra Agent looked serious.
After confirming the launch command repeatedly, he reached out and pressed the launch button.
"boom"
Above the sky outside Pierce's office, a light like a sword of dawn erupted from above the clouds.
Tens of thousands of high-voltage rays were rushing, and the beating white arcs pierced the air, leaving behind leaping electric arcs in the air.
The entire sky was illuminated.
This scene is very similar to the light in the Bible story... covering everything and purifying everything...
God's Light...
They roared, falling from the sky with the will of order.
They roared, like the first ray of light in desperate situations, emerged from the deepest darkness.
In a messy square, the scarecrow with a weird braided hat laughed.
He held the fear gas he made in his hand, shrouding the desperate innocent people in the hallucinating gas, watching them crush their minds.
He laughed proudly and stood among the wounded people who fell to the ground.
He felt that he had reached the peak of his life...
Death without regrets!
"boom"
God heard his desire and fulfilled his request.
The terrifying white light hit his head like a judgment.
The electric current that could stun the elephant knocked him down in an instant. He screamed in pain and fell to the ground, his body emitting the high temperature and barbecue smell was still twitching.
Yes, this is stun mode.
But Pierce did not tell the President that this high voltage current is unbearable for the human body.
Even if I survived by luck, I would have to live as a disabled person for the rest of my life.
but...
This is what the criminals earn for themselves, and it is what they deserve.
You cannot commit a crime...
Because the price of crime is...death!
"boom"
Thunder sounds echoed over New York City.
A girl holding her head tremblingly raised her head blankly after the thunder.
Around her, the thugs who had originally planned to hurt her had already twitched and fell to the ground.
She seemed to be standing in the corpse.
She turned around and looked at the city behind her. White lights kept shooting down from the air, and the frequency was extremely fast, like a rain of light falling from the sky.
It's like a slightly belated trial.
But it has come at least.
When every beam of light falls, a criminal falls;
Every roar of thunder means that a sin is stopped;
Every arc flashes represent a heavy blow of order and a chaotic roar and retreat.
The rescued girl widened her eyes and raised her head, she couldn't understand all this.
In the flying light...
She closed her hands and knelt on the ground with an extremely sincere attitude.
She was praying.
Full of gratitude.
She didn't know who saved her, but she thought, maybe it was God's will.
Those lights saved her from disaster, which allowed her to escape from life.
She must be grateful.
She must thank.
Pierce, who was leaning on a cane, looked at the changing projection in front of her.
He saw the rescued girl who was kneeling on the street, among the unconscious thugs, kneeling in a pool of blood and praying.
She saw the sincerity and gratitude on her face.
At this moment, a innocent smile appeared on the corner of Pierce's mouth.
His fingers slid on the cane and he whispered:
"No, kid..."
"You're welcome..."
Chapter completed!