"He said I'm not the death knell, haha, Cindy, did you hear it?"
Su Ming smiled and flicked the ash from his cigarette, put the shotgun on his shoulder in a Terminator-like posture, and asked the other Deathstroke beside him.
"I heard it, this joke is not bad." Cindy took off her helmet with a big sword and wiped her hair: "So I guess he doesn't know me either."
It was obvious that he didn't recognize her. It could be seen from his micro-expression. The moment the helmet was taken off, Dr. Santo's pupils narrowed and then expanded when he looked at Cindy, indicating that he was fearful at first, and then fell into doubt.
I don’t know how long he has been doing scientific research on this soybean earth. Did he miss all the major events of more than half a year?
Of course, it may also be because Su Ming himself is low-key enough that all the credit for those things in the past has been pushed to Zheng Lian, and outsiders have no way of knowing what Deathstroke has done.
"Brutus is still of some use, so I let him go, but you..." Su Ming raised the gun and pointed it at the bald man's chest, trying to avoid the reflection of the Mediterranean hairstyle: "It's better to die,
Come, please accept your damn set meal."
"Wait, let's talk..."
"Boom! Click!"
The shotgun blew the bald man away directly, and the huge kinetic energy of the single-headed bullet opened a big hole in the thin human chest. Dr. Santo still had a trace of confusion on his face, but the light in his eyes had dimmed.
"There's nothing to talk about. Not just any cat or dog can talk to me, not to mention you're still an ugly old man."
Su Ming, with a look of disgust on his face, slowly walked towards the corpse and asked Zhuo Zhu to pull out the man's head and eat it. He calmly withdrew the cartridge case and watched the small red tube that was still emitting green smoke pop out of the side of the gun, making a hollow sound.
Bounce on the floor:
"Also, I haven't hunted with a gun for a long time. Unfortunately, the space here is limited and I can't let you run for a while. It's a pity."
He still prefers talking to corpses, and useless enemies should turn into corpses.
Cindy was used to this. Her head was turning to search for things in the room, and then she decided to dismantle the valuable-looking three-dimensional projection screen to support her family:
"I want these monitors."
"Take whatever you want. I don't want these things. By the way, didn't I give you a pocket? It's all stuffed. The most technologically advanced thing is the ring star gate. It seems to be the Genesis Star technology. You can dismantle it and move it.
Go back and sell it to Bliss."
Su Ming waited for Strangler to read Simon Santo's memory and made some suggestions for the search for the female Deathstroke.
"Dry food, drinking water, ammunition, weapons, communication equipment, first aid medicines, and space grids are completely insufficient." Cindy dropped the junk she had obtained before and came to Su Ming's side and stretched out her palm: "Give me a few more backpacks.
, I will accompany you hunting after this mission is over."
He simply asked the adjutant to send down a pile of backpacks and handed them to Cindy for her to use: "That's it, after this period of work is over, we will go fight alien bugs."
"Hey."
A large amount of information was sent from the strangulation, indicating that the memory reading had been completed. Su Ming signaled Cindy to do his own work. He wanted to analyze the information in the dead man's mind.
"Well......"
For the most part, Simon Santo is nothing more than a pawn, and all he can think about is robot manufacturing, or how to make money transforming the "scrap" of Gotham.
These memories are not worth a penny, at least to Su Ming.
As for the connection between Darkseid and him? In fact, it was the dark tyrant's men who came to him unilaterally. He was not even a named leader of the dark elite, but just a 'jet-bow'
The squad leader in the army.
The jet bow troops can probably be considered a good team under Darkseid. They are at least more advanced than the demon-like soldiers forged from fear. They also have their own brains and wisdom, and their total number is about three hundred.
Thousands of people.
If we had to find a similar setting from the earth's military units, they would probably be horse archers?
In short, the armor of these soldiers is a bit like "RoboCop Murphy". They ride motorcycles that can fly. Their weapons are high-tech bows and arrows. The rockets they fire are a bit like the "bolter bombs" from the Warhammer universe.
, they are all miniature rockets.
The soldiers all wear blue armor, and their squad leader wears bright yellow, which is the lightest and tenderest yellow, and is easy to identify.
By the way, their unit's battle cry is "missile launch" and they call their arrows missiles.
To briefly summarize the experience of Dr. Santo, it is the process of an ordinary Gotham street boy becoming rich. One night, he was kidnapped by demonoids while stealing food. Then he was given some scientific and technological information and endured many hardships.
He underwent a surgery similar to knowledge initiation, and then was left to fend for himself here on Soybean Earth.
It wasn't until the Jet Bow Team sent him a portal not long ago that he was able to return to Earth 0 and fulfill his master's wish.
There is no specific mission. The instructions given to him by his superiors are to disrupt Earth 0 as much as possible and create trouble for the Justice League.
As a Gothamite, he chose to change the world starting from that city, but before he could do anything, he was blocked by the death knell.
This fool thought Su Ming was the old man Deathstroke, and even replaced Deathstroke in the dock video with Batman to deceive people. It was so laughable.
But there was something different about it, because in his memory, Brutus was really not from Darkseid. Although Baldy and the Minotaur were in a cooperative relationship, neither party knew the other's background, and even more
It's like everyone gets what they need.
The soybean-for-weapons trade was what the doctor used to deceive the strong man. He wanted to gain control of the refuge, but the strong man had a popular base and a boss named Zubado behind him.
Dr. Santo has not met the mysterious man, but he overheard a communication between the man and Brutus. In that communication, Zubado scolded the Minotaur, saying that he was a waste and that his progress was too slow.
If he can no longer prove to his master, he will die, and so on.
He sounds like a cruel and crazy man.
Other than that, there isn't much valuable information.
Darkseid seems to know that Deathstroke's little pet has a way of obtaining information by eating brains, so he is obviously a lot more cautious.
In this case, we still have to rely on the information that may exist in Cyborg's mind...
It's not a problem to just defend passively if you don't know where Darkseid is. You still have to take the initiative.
"Um, two Deathstrokes?" A golden retriever head stuck out from the door behind her. Sarah raised her little hand with a constipated expression: "We don't seem to have found the wrong place in the timeline, but everyone here is dead.
What should I do? Will you accompany us to find another shelter?"