"Don't worry, you need to rest first. We can take the small road." Jerry started the pickup truck. After a burst of black smoke erupted from its butt, the classic car started smoothly again.
Although this kind of car may be old and worn out, pickup trucks are sturdy and durable, and can be said to have great potential in vast rural areas. The large tires and high suspension give it a certain degree of off-road capability.
If you encounter bison migration again, you may be able to get off the road and drive in the fields.
Of course, listening to the constant news broadcasts on the radio, the family's worries are increasing.
Just now, they had learned that the White House had fallen, and the president who wanted to take refuge in the underground bunker was caught and killed by the supervillain, and his body is still hanging on the Washington Monument.
The Pentagon was also silenced. The madmen did not know where they got the tactical neutron bomb. Once it was fired, the entire building was intact, and all the creatures inside were killed by radiation on the spot.
In addition to these iconic American institutions, governments at all levels, public emergency departments, military bases or arsenals have all been attacked.
The strange thing is that the network and communication systems are now functioning normally. If there is someone behind these lunatics, then the other party must want everyone to watch them die.
At least that's what Laurie thought. She looked at Clark, who was leaning in the corner of the back seat, resting with his eyes closed, and then looked down at the documents she had found before.
She has basically determined that behind all the series of events, there is something hidden that she doesn't quite understand, and now she just wants to find it out.
The car was not moving very fast, and the road conditions were still the same. The family was staggering around in the car, or rather they were listening to the radio with their ears pricked up.
In addition, my mother would also read online news on her mobile phone. From time to time, she would cover her mouth, as if she had seen something she couldn't bear to see.
Moreover, the news on the Internet is about the whole world. The United States is not the only one that has fallen into this kind of chaos. All countries are similar, but there seem to be more lunatics in this free country.
Of course, under the orders of the adjutant, the followers' killing methods focused on bloody cruelty. Is that what an ordinary woman like Naomi who lives in an ordinary world can witness?
The fact that I didn't faint from fear means that the reporters who saw those top scenes also fainted and didn't take any photos.
As for the gold and jewelry that the servants were asked to recycle on the pretext of "superpower upgrade needs", they were not actually wanted by Deathstroke herself, but were given to her by the adjutant with permission.
It's not a big deal, it's just that she wanted to decorate her room, so she just took some raw materials from the Origin Earth.
The car was still moving forward, but when they passed a river, everyone saw something strange on the other side of the river.
"What is that? A beetle? Why is it so big?!" Naomi in the passenger seat shouted in disbelief. She saw a huge black shadow more than 40 meters high, and the other party's body shining in the sun.
Carapace.
This is not the most important thing. What is more conspicuous is that the beetle is standing upside down at this time, using its two long hind legs to push a ball that is larger than itself.
"It's a dung beetle, but the size is definitely wrong." As a man, Jerry obviously knew more about bugs, but he was still a little frightened by the monster on the other side of the river, so he slowed down the car.
"Is it a carnivore?" Laurie was more concerned about this.
"No, it's a scavenger, I guess."
Superboy looked at the Dung Beetle on the other side of the river with a helpless expression. He didn't understand the purpose of Deathstroke's arrangement of this thing, but he still explained it to show his knowledge:
"They feed on the feces of other animals and are found all over the world except Antarctica, but the largest recorded size is only ten centimeters."
"Then this"
Laurie frowned. After realizing that the big ball pushed by the beetle was full of feces, she seemed to smell the stink.
"It's probably a monster created by a super-powered villain." Superboy took a deep breath, pretended to be weak and struggled to sit up. He said, "We need to cross the river, and I'm going to drive it away."
In fact, this is an ordinary dung beetle, but the lieutenant used Pym particles on it and its dung balls, and then implanted a control chip in its brain. Of course, it cannot be as big as Godzilla.
Yes, its body strength can at best maintain this shape without becoming completely weak.
If Pym particles alone could make him infinitely large, then Ant-Man would be a first-tier superhero, and he would be able to dream of eating the entire multiverse in one bite.
"No need to go, kid."
Jerry started the car and drove towards the bridge over the river. The flowers, plants and trees on the roadside seemed to be covered with a puff of yellow smoke, and even through the windows there was a faint stench coming in:
"Your condition is not good. I can't let you take risks. Let's try to cross the river first. Dung beetles are generally not aggressive. Maybe they can't see us."
It seemed like he hadn't seen it at first, but when the car drove onto the bridge and slowly started to sneak toward the other side of the river, the huge beetle moved.
Its small black eyes looked this way, and then it turned itself upside down. While taking its hind legs off the dung ball, it used its front legs to fiddle with the huge dung ball.
After a few seconds, it formed a small dung ball, which was small for its size, but about three meters in diameter.
The family in the car didn't know what it was doing and were deeply puzzled. At the same time, they saw the dung beetle making a charging motion like a baseball player when throwing a ball, and then threw a big dung at them!
The brown ball seemed to be a powerful missile, flying towards the bridge at high speed. Seeing this, Jerry immediately stepped on the accelerator, the engine roared, and began to drive on the narrow two-way street.
Snake-like shelter on the bridge.
Fortunately, simple throwing objects did not have the tracking ability of missiles, and the small dung balls did not hit them, but fell into the nearby river water, causing a large splash of sticky water.
Yellow and black slime splashed everywhere on their pickup truck, and the atmosphere became extremely tense for a while.
Death may not be terrible, but being smashed to death by shit must be one of the most terrible ways to die. Now the father who is driving has focused all his attention on driving, and there are even afterimages of his hands when shifting gears and adjusting the steering wheel.
As for the dung beetle in the distance, he took out the small dung ball from the big dung ball, moved his claws together, and threw the balls towards them one after another like a ball machine in a tennis court!