Looking at the chaotic formation of spaceships and Decepticon fighter planes outside, Hatred quickly thought that this was civil strife.
He looked at William with a look of joy and said, "You haven't shown up before. Did you secretly enter the other party's planet in a spaceship and try to force these aliens to come back for help?"
"Although I'm not entirely right, it's almost right," William said with a smile. "If you want to achieve the final victory, in addition to defeating the enemy head-on and disrupting the enemy's rear,
Another option is to kill the creator of the Transformers.
As for the little soldiers outside," William stretched out his hand and opened it, and a dozen healing charms appeared in front of Abomination.
"I'm a magician. It's too dangerous to go head-to-head with the Decepticons, but I can provide you with enough logistical help. So, man, my only request is to smash these damn aliens."
"Magician?"
Hatred was not surprised for long before he thought that he was also a transcendent. A sinister smile appeared on his gloomy face, "I like the feeling of smashing everything."
He raised the huge sword in his hand, nodded to William, broke through the wall with a grin, and rushed towards the panicked Decepticon in the distance.
William squinted and walked towards the broken wall. The scattered dust was directly dispersed by the power of his mind, and he jumped up to the building where the Abomination and the Decepticons were fighting.
Having seen the magic of the healing spell, Hatred did not make any defense at this time. He struggled with minor injuries, and after tentatively getting rid of the four Decepticons, the healing spell appeared in front of him as expected.
"Hahaha".
He grabbed the healing charm and slapped it on his bare head. He felt the power of magic spread throughout his body again. He jumped on the Decepticon's corpse, raised his sword, and laughed arrogantly.
"Hulk, the game is not over yet."
This situation was soon discovered by some soldiers who were ordered to hide and act as eyes.
After discovering that the signals of these guys were blocked, William told Sunday, "Helping these soldiers and war reporters restore the signals, I plan to let the world know that hatred is a hero.
As for Hulk, let him suffer and be a supporting role."
I really can't tell whether it's better to be a hero or a supporting character who is not taken seriously by others.
But for William, leaving the hatred of second-rate people with ceilings of strength to the people and forces around the world who are interested in super soldiers,
It's better than them focusing all their attention on Hulk.
It wouldn't be fun if an organization like Hydra, which aims to rule the world, actually develops a guy who is stronger than the Hulk and more murderous than the Abomination.
"Understood, sir, the signal is being connected."
Sunday, who had studied all of Megatron, Starscream, and Vertigo, combined it with the communication technology of the Kree and Skrulls, and it didn't take much effort to crack the signal shielding technology of the Decepticons.
In less than thirty seconds, Sunday replied, "The signal has been restored, but you'd better have a call with General Ross.
If this continues, he may be forced to go directly to London to find you."
Looking at the severely damaged main blocks, William smiled. After today, a large number of people will definitely be unlucky.
"It's almost time to end the matter. Please help me get through to Ross's headquarters."
"Understood, sir".
Ross, who was worried, saw William suddenly appearing on the big screen, and shouted excitedly, "Damn it, the whole world is about to be destroyed, where are you damn bastard?"
William grabbed the ball-shaped broadcast device in front of him, pointed it at the nearby dilapidated streets, and then threw it into the sky.
Then he said, "Now you know where I am!"
"God, are you in a combat zone?"
After Ross was surprised, he immediately shouted, "You are crazy. What I need is your manpower and large mechas, not for you, an idiot, to enter the war zone in person."
"Okay, okay, you think I want to stay here."
William pretended to cover his ears and asked, "On Sunday, how did you test the twelve new melee anti-Transformers mechas I developed?"
Sunday was stunned for several seconds before he realized that William was talking about the twelve guardian knights, "Sir, the test results are not bad. If the energy is sufficient, their defense will also increase a lot.
Even if you are injured, you only need to spend one energy crystal to recover quickly."
"That's good, let them board the spaceship."
William then raised his head and said to Ross, who showed an excited expression, "Okay, support will be arriving soon, now it's time to get down to business.
The reason I didn't answer your calls for help before was because I was leading a group of Avengers through the space bridge and flew into Cybertron.
With luck, not only did the spaceship successfully enter Cybertron, but the Autobots also caught the Decepticons by surprise.
When I drove the spaceship back to New York, the war within Cybertron had officially begun.
Now these Decepticons who have invaded the earth should have received the news from Cybertron and are thinking about how to return support."
Fly a spaceship yourself behind enemy lines?
These words immediately calmed the soldiers and officers in the entire command headquarters.
Then someone shouted, "God, those alien spacecraft and fighter planes really came back to help Cybertron."
At this time, a Decepticon spacecraft was seen on the big screen, rushing into the space bridge and disappearing.
Now, William's behavior of not responding and refusing to save his life was now the most correct and reasonable behavior in the eyes of these soldiers.
For a time, the entire command center was filled with cheers and whistles, and many people even shouted words such as "Long live Devon Hill."
William accepted the compliments from these beauties with satisfaction, and then said seriously, "Okay, guys, calm down, although the balance of victory has tipped towards us,
But if you think that driving away the Decepticons means victory, then your thinking is too simple.
Once all these Decepticons return for reinforcements, the Autobots on Cybertron will inevitably be attacked from both sides.
And there is no need for me to remind you how the Decepticons, who have lost civil strife and suffered huge losses, will retaliate against us."
The veteran American soldiers present reacted quickly when William reminded them.
"Yes, we must kill and injure their vitality as much as possible, and even if necessary, leaving all these Decepticons on the earth is not unacceptable.
As long as the Autobots win the battle on Cybertron, these Decepticons imprisoned on Earth will be a minor problem.
As long as they spend more time, the Transformers Response Force will be able to completely eliminate them one day."
After hearing this, Ross, who was still a little hesitant before, his eyes immediately lit up.
William, who was always paying attention to Rose, immediately smiled.
I was secretly happy that I had given Ross the best excuse to support the bandits.
And Ross, whose mind had changed to being a businessman, was not surprised to think of this.
From now on, as long as he kills a Decepticon from time to time, it is guaranteed that news and reports about him will appear all over the United States, and it will be impossible not to become famous.
But in the United States, becoming famous is what Zhengke desires most.