It has long been impossible to walk normally on the bumpy streets, and craters of one or two meters can be seen everywhere. The power caused by heavy attack aircraft is infinite, especially under certain permissions, it can hit the enemy even more powerfully.
However, Edward was also dumbfounded by the fact that an individual dispatched heavy attack aircraft. After all, even in his previous life, only important leaders and leaders of Al Qaeda could enjoy this special "treatment", but this kind of treatment was not good.
"With this scale of attack, even if it attacks a tank company, is it enough?"
Looking at the violent crater on the ground, which extended from a hundred meters away to his feet, and even when he stepped on it, it was still warm, Kratos couldn't help but swallowed: "Fortunately, I didn't aim at this building."
"Aiming directly, do we still have a way to survive?"
Kerry finally said something from behind. He looked at the messy ground with cold eyes. He gently bent down and picked up some broken soil. It still felt warm in his hand. He threw it away casually: "Small-caliber machine
The artillery bombardment was indiscriminate, with at least two heavy attack aircraft."
"Even the heavy attack planes were dispatched? It seems that the ball is very important." Edward pursed his lips slightly, looked at the countless large holes on the ground, and breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up at the sky, where there were only countless stars: "The target is indeed not
We." He said happily.
The bombing power of heavy attack aircraft against ground troops is simply extraordinary. Even an entire tank formation may not be able to compete with a heavy attack aircraft operating at subsonic speeds.
That ultra-fast speed combined with the diving and low-altitude bombing from the sky, even the outer armor that cannot be destroyed by anti-control cannons, and helicopters known as tank killers, cannot create such powerful power as hell!
"You guys go back to the barracks to rest first. I will need you soon."
Looking at the empty streets on the left and right, Edward waved his hand and drew out countless data streams. The door of the barracks slowly appeared, gradually revealing a large number of rooms inside. Kratos and Kerry nodded, and immediately entered and returned to the barracks.
The city of Los Angeles is nominally a peaceful human world. Although there are some minor situations, it is generally peaceful. The appearance of heavily armed soldiers in the busy city is still a bit scary.
After patting the dirt on his windbreaker and re-inserting the two M1911 pistols, Edward walked outside. At least he didn't have any clue yet about the virus suppression mission and the defense mission.
"Wait...that translucent ball..."
While Edward was avoiding the crater, he was recalling all the things that had just happened in his mind. The translucent red and blue ball suddenly appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but be slightly startled: "I think I have seen it before..."
He gently stretched out his right hand, and the faint mark was still there, and there was no trace of it falling off over time. Even the normal metabolism of the human body could not reduce this mark even a little.
The mysterious characters are painted with mysterious colors, and the ancient hieroglyphs give off an aura from ancient times just by looking at them, as if you are facing the ruins of the ancient times, but they are printed in the palm of Edward's right hand.
"Is there any connection between the two?"
The still clear image in the palm of the hand is completely the trace of the silver token. Whether it is the outline or the subtle glyph corners, they are all clearly engraved on it. Even the translucent ball still has a faint outline, which makes people feel
clearly visible.
"Their king..." Edward narrowed his eyes slightly. Even though the man under the cloak didn't speak much, the connection still allowed Edward to get a lot of useful information. He looked at the room in front of him and saw that the lights were gradually brightening.
Prosperity occurs at night, but it has just begun.
"But it seems that the silver token is something extraordinary."
How could the title of King be called a simple thing? Combined with the translucent ball on the silver token, if taken off, it would be very similar to the silver ball that Edward had seen before, and even the same.
Touch the same!
Looking at the road where people were gradually appearing, Edward tightened his windbreaker and inserted two M1911 pistols into it. He took a deep breath and left this part of the street completely.
"A gathering area for alien refugees? S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Ministry of Foreign Affairs?"
Edward frowned slightly, turned his head and glanced in the direction of the dark street. Suddenly there was some familiar memory in his mind, but the more he thought about it, the less he could recall it. He murmured: "It is indeed very familiar, could it be?"
A science fiction movie..."
Especially Ender, who can foresee the future, looks like a stupid human being no matter how he is dressed or dressed, but there is indeed a familiar feeling in his mind.
"It is indeed a science fiction movie that I have seen in my previous life." Edward licked his lips, stood on the street and waved to hail a taxi, and slowly said: "Please hurry up and go to the Violet Orphanage, it's not too early already.
.”
"Okay sir, I'll be there soon." The taxi driver was a young black man. He smiled with his white teeth. He immediately stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. The speed was exactly as he said. I'm afraid it wasn't a speed limit sign. It was more than a dozen
It'll be there in minutes.
"Have aliens also appeared? This world is indeed complicated enough."
Leaning himself on the back seat, Edward thought quietly in his mind that this was indeed a movie he had seen in his previous life, and understanding this movie would obviously bring a lot of information to help him obtain some necessary information.
Affordable.
But the memory of the past life has been almost overshadowed by the memory of the current life. Sometimes the alternation between the two even makes Edward feel confused. Even if he thinks hard, if there is no obvious reminder, he really can't remember it.
"Hey, sir, which street did you come from?"
The black driver was obviously very talkative, which may be a common problem among black people. He showed his white teeth, looked at Edward with a smile, and said without looking back: "The people there are always weird, but they are all very rich. I like it."
their life.”
"Do you know them too?" Edward also became interested and couldn't help but talk to him: "It seems that you often attract customers in this area."
"Of course, but because those people are weird, some drivers don't come here."
The black boy seemed very excited. He turned the steering wheel to go around the car in front of him and stepped on the accelerator a little faster. He said: "Those people are very rich, and they are not stingy even when they take the car. The tips are often more than what they pay for the ride."
The fare is too much."
"Why." Edward raised his eyebrows slightly. The tip was more than the fare for the bus. This was not consistent with common sense. After all, if you are really rich, you must have your own car, but you have to tip a lot when taking a bus. This is obviously
It's even more puzzling.
"Maybe it's because they don't have a parking lot downstairs."
The black boy chuckled twice and shrugged, looking very excited: "They actually don't like to talk. Unlike you, sir, you can talk to me. Sometimes they sit together for the whole time. Except for the beginning and the end, there is almost no sentence."
None."
"He is indeed a weirdo." Of course, Edward knew in his heart that since it is an alien gathering area, most of them must be aliens, and it will be difficult to communicate with earthlings.
"But they may have some relationship with the government. The FBI goes there every three days."
The black young man suddenly glanced at Edward mysteriously, turned his head slightly and said, "According to my guess, that place must be unusual, and it may be related to some mysterious government departments."
"A mysterious government department, well, maybe." Edward smiled. SHIELD's Ministry of Foreign Affairs is the department that deals with aliens, and that area is mostly filled with alien refugees. It is definitely a mysterious government department.
Just as he was speaking, Edward suddenly shrank his eyes, looked at the smiling black young man in front of him, and frowned: "A mysterious government department?"
"Yes, that's right! It's definitely a secret department set up by the government!" Seeing the change in Edward's face, the black boy couldn't help laughing. He raised his right hand and waved it: "But this is just a guess on my part. What's the mystery after all?"
The department will be open to the public."
"It's possible, it really is."
Edward nodded slowly. There was no smile on his face suddenly, because some pictures suddenly appeared in his mind just now, and they finally settled on a classic science fiction movie.
"'Men in Black'...is it really coming out too..." Edward swallowed. This movie was indeed a classic in its previous life, and it was a movie that set many records. It is correct to say that it influenced a generation!
In particular, the powerful weapon that looked like a small pistol that Penny pulled out quickly enlarged in his mind. It was the unique weapon in the "Men in Black" series of movies. It looked small but was as powerful as a mortar.
All guns must be powerful!
"Damn, what kind of plot rhythm is this!"
Edward gritted his teeth. The enemies in the "Men in Black" movie couldn't be defeated by ordinary weapons. Even elite special forces, how could they fight against laser pulse weapons with gunpowder weapons?!
There is already a technological gap of at least more than 150 years between the two. Others have already achieved the miniaturization of laser weapons. The earth has just begun to use laser weapons, and even with that power, it is not what current laser weapons can do.
Comparatively.
"However, the Black Tide Special Forces team in "Men in Black" is probably the current Ministry of Foreign Affairs of S.H.I.E.L.D., which is indeed very professional."
Edward licked his lips. Matters concerning aliens should be handled by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Besides, Penny and the others had previously heard that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs also had its own deportation force, which should be responsible for fighting aliens.
"And now, how do I seem to face Sumary..." Seeing that the Violet Orphanage had become obvious, Edward sighed slightly. After all, those were good memories. How could he deal with them like he did those enemies?! (
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