Three new simple tents were erected next to the ruined old camp.
Harley made herself look tired and embarrassed, and was "quietly" discovered by the American soldiers who were searching for the wounded.
With Ivy's support, I walked into the "temporary emergency center" and heard Dr. Javier's exclamation.
"My dear, it's over. Miss Lane's heartbeat has stopped. She, she's dead!"
"Dr. Havel, Colonel Hardy, are you still alive?"
Harry was really shocked when he saw the people in the tent.
"Congressman Quinn, thank God you are okay too!"
Hardy, who had a stern expression on his face, became much happier because of her arrival.
"I can do magic and have been a 'mayor' for a few years. My strength is extraordinary.
But you, I thought you sacrificed your life for the country." Harley said.
With a look of fear on his face, Colonel Hardy recalled: "At that time, the Russian extraordinary spies suddenly appeared, the earth cracked, flames burst out, and hail fell.
I really thought I was dead.
Then a black lightning picked me up, opened my eyes, and I was two kilometers away."
"Me too." Dr. Havel said.
Harley suddenly realized that it must be Superman.
When she jumped into the pit and beat the big prince with a club, Superman had more than two minutes to spare.
With his speed, he should be able to save a lot of people.
"What are the casualties in the camp?" she asked.
"It's terrible!"
Colonel Hardy looked sad: "Before Congressman Mike Pompeo arrived, we had 79 soldiers, 14 researchers, and 25 Arctic cargo employees. And the thousands of berets who just arrived yesterday, only less than a thousand berets are alive now."
Three hundred people.”
Harry wanted to say that under a forbidden spell-level attack, the survival rate was already frighteningly high.
"Oh, it's so tragic! They are all great heroes who sacrificed their lives for the hegemony of the United States. I must report it to Congress and ask for credit for all the martyrs."
She sighed sadly, her expression even sadder than Colonel Hardy's.
Colonel Hardy's eyes looked at her softer, "Your Majesty the Congressman's armor is covered with blood. He must have experienced a battle, right? Who are the enemies?"
"A bunch of devils masquerading as Russian spies."
"Oh God, you are collaborating with the devil. The Russians are indeed evil." Colonel Hardy said in horror.
He didn't doubt Harley's words, because there were many demonic limbs left at the scene.
Before, he thought it was the same "U·R·Fool Virus" superpower as the Indian Hill Laboratory. But it was obvious that Senator Quinn was more professional than him in this regard.
"There are some inside stories, and I have to report them to the president first," Harley said hesitantly.
The inside story of this matter could only be guessed based on the information the White House had. She had to fool them first.
"Congressman Quinn, Miss Louise is dying!" Clark reminded anxiously.
"Hey, are you still alive?"
Only then did Colonel Hardy notice the big "little follower" behind Harley.
"Congressman Quinn saved me," Clark hesitated, and then said excitedly: "Miss Quinn, save Miss Louise! Use Holy Light Magic."
"Oh, it's important to save people." Harley quickly walked towards Javier. The camp bed in front of him was covered with a large piece of white sheet soaked with blood.
When she lifted the sheets, she saw Lois Lane's terrified face.
Well, his eyes were wide open, and fear was solidified on his pale face.
Her down jacket was uncovered, and the woolen sweater and thermal underwear inside were also cut open. You could see a burnt hole as thick as a thumb on her fair belly.
With a penetrating injury, the bed board below can be seen from the front.
"This is damage caused by high-energy rays. What did they encounter in the spacecraft? Moreover, she seems to be dead," Harley frowned.
If Louise dies, who will warm Dachao's bed?
"There are a lot of defense robots in the spacecraft. They use powerful laser weapons. They are made of special alloys and are completely immune to our kinetic energy weapons.
Alas, the technological generation gap is too big.
When Dr. Shitong paralyzed them, everyone cheered and relaxed their vigilance."
A strong man sat up on the small bed next to him and said in a weak voice.
Harry turned around and saw a tall, handsome and tough man.
My right eye is blind and I have an electronic eye installed.
Coupled with his voice, it was definitely the death knell of taking off the mask.
"So the robot system restarted again?" Harley asked.
Deathstroke nodded, pointed at Louise and said: "This woman is too wild. She has been rushing to the front line and wanted to take pictures of the robot, but the robot suddenly woke up.
She was shot at close range and lay flat on the spot.
If he could be rescued in time and no vital parts were injured, there was still some hope of saving him.
But then mutations happened one after another. An army of robots counterattacked from the front, and Russian spies rushed in from behind to seize the spaceship."
"Is she dead?" Clark asked nervously.
"I just took my last breath." Dr. Havel sighed.
Clark looked at Harley.
Harry said: "The brain waves are still there, and the soul is about to leave the body."
"So?" Clark asked.
"You can still save her life at a certain cost."
"Save her." Clark said excitedly.
Harley only hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement and took out her mobile phone from her universal belt.
Well, a universal belt is a waistband that is as wide as a palm and sewn with many small pockets.
It is part of the Duke of Paradise Mountain's armor.
It does not have the characteristics of a space pocket, but only protects the items inside from damage in various high-intensity battles.
"What are you calling for?" Clark was anxious and confused.
Harley made a "shh" gesture with her index finger on her red lips, and the call was connected.
"Hello, General Lane? This is the attack on Harley Quinn's camp. I will submit a detailed report to the president.
Do you know about the situation of your daughter Louise?
Haha, I am a holy nun who has been favored by God, and I can save her at a certain price. You can ask Dr. Havel about the price later."
After hanging up the phone, Harley said to Dr. Javier who was stunned: "Send Louise's 'autopsy report' to the Pentagon later."
"Autopsy report? You didn't save her?" the doctor said blankly.
"I have to let her dad know how much he owes me."
Dachao, Javier, Deathstroke, and Hardy all twitched at the corners of their mouths.
As Harley's secretary, Ivy looks natural.
Harley covered Louise's chest with her right hand, looked solemn and solemn, and prayed loudly: "Supreme Lord, Almighty Father, I am the Duke of Heavenly Mountain, Lord Quinn, and the Commander-in-Chief of the Gotham Legion of the Angel Legion."
The people around him, including Deathstroke and Da Chao, were stunned by this series of names.
Even if you are a great dancer, you can't brag about it, right?
"Lord, please hear my prayer and send down the miraculous light, the redemptive light, the divine healing light, to save this reckless, stupid but sincere lost lamb!"
Harley continued to shout, and entered the big cross in consciousness. After asking the voice of heaven, she made a request: use two thousand merit points to exchange for God's Holy Treatment, so that Louise could barely survive; and use five thousand merit points to exchange for God's Holy Treatment.
Advent special effects
"Ah ah ah", an ethereal song suddenly sounded over the rescue center, and holy white light fell around Louise and Harry.
A pure white figure that was blurry but exuded a divine and majestic aura, as if the holiness came from heaven and came to the world along the holy light.
"I bought it!" Javier knelt down with a 'pop' sound.
"I'm sorry!" Dachao was oppressed by the 'majestic' momentum, looking shocked and awe-struck.
"Oh my God!" Colonel Hardy and more than a dozen wounded people nearby were dumbfounded with disbelief on their faces.
"Fake! Why does it look so real?" Deathstroke's eyes widened.
The pure white figure surrounded by holy light leaned down and kissed Louise's forehead.
The next moment, Louise seemed to turn into a light bulb, her whole body shining brightly.
It can be clearly seen that divine light flows from the pure white figure into Louise's body.
Her cheeks gradually turned rosy, and the simple heartbeat detection device also showed strong and steady heartbeat fluctuations again.
"Uh," Louise woke up slowly and murmured, "I died and came to heaven?"
"Not completely dead, still in purgatory on earth." Harley said.
As her voice fell, the pure white figure stepped on the holy light, carrying the holy voice, slowly rose up, and finally disappeared.
"Is that God?" Several people nearby felt a sense of loss.
"That is the projection of God's power." Harry said solemnly.
This is one hundred percent true.
Seeing the awe-inspiring looks of the people around me, my heart, which had been vaguely aching for the five thousand meritorious deeds before, immediately became happy.
"Harley, Harley, help me, I need redemption too!"
In the silence, a weak wailing came from the corner.
"Mike, aren't you living a good life?"
Harry looked at Short Winter Melon's right leg. From the base of the leg down, it was completely gone.
"My leg is gone, oh oh oh, let God help me make a new leg!" he cried.
Harley asked with concern (qi) and (dai) on her face: "It was also cut off by the laser? Did it hurt other parts?"
For example, the "little calf" next to the thigh.
"It's a devil. The devil held me in his arms and gnawed me from the feet up. He gnawed one leg alive and it hurt me to death!"
The Russians colluded with the devil, and they admitted it themselves.
I want to expose their inhumane deeds to the media.
I will submit a bill to Congress to expel the Russian ambassador to the United States!"
Dwarf Winter Melon shouted excitedly.
"I'm afraid it won't work."
Harley shook her head regretfully, "In recent years, Congress has blamed the Russians for troubles, and almost all ambassadors have been expelled."
“There are not many people in Congress who can do practical things, but when it comes to finding ways to deal with the Russians, there are always talented people.
For example, I immediately thought that without the ambassador, companies and individuals could be sanctioned!
The Russians are easy to handle, the key is my legs.
Harley, we are good friends, please help me!" Short Winter Melon begged.
"It's easy to heal an injury. It's too difficult to just grow a leg. However," Harley rolled her eyes and leaned into his ear and said, "You should go to other places to find a cure first. If you really have no other way out, you can come to Gotham."
, I will introduce you to a world-famous doctor."
"Who can make my broken leg regenerate?" Dwarf Winter Melon asked doubtfully.
Harley said meaningfully: "Dr. Hugo Strange, he once ran the Indian Hill Underground Laboratory for the Pentagon."
Ai Donggua immediately believed in Dr. Hugo's strength and was only worried: "Side effects"
"So, this is the last helpless choice!" Harley sighed.
After fooling the short winter melon, she finally realized: "Where is Dr. Shitou?"
"Didn't he get eaten by the devil?" Dwarf Winter Melon asked doubtfully.
"The demons and robots were attacking from both sides. Dr. Shitou was so worried that he overclocked the cube computer?
That thing suddenly opened the space teleportation and disappeared with the doctor." Deathstroke said.
Harley's heart moved. Did Dr. Stone go to Apokolips?