The attack on the last resistance base in Mexico was launched in the wee hours of the morning. Under Logen's guidance, Red Tank and the others successfully found the place that looked like a corroded fortress.
"Earth-penetrating missiles," Red Tank said into the walkie-talkie. In the convoy at the back, the roofs of several armored vehicles responsible for attacking were lifted. These vehicles were equipped with portable attack surface-to-surface missiles. They were specially used to deal with hard bunkers or underground facilities.
Red Tank had brought along elites this time. All of them were Mutants who had undergone formal training and were extremely powerful or had special abilities. Although there were only about 400 of them.
Their cooperation with each other and the weapons they carried were enough to match the combat power of several elite armored soldiers formed by traditional humans. It could even be said that their combat power was even stronger.
It left a scorching trail of flames behind it. Earth-penetrating missiles flew out one after another. They first flew at a 45-degree angle to a certain height. Then, they suddenly adjusted the angle of their flight.
After reaching the designated target, the missiles changed direction. They didn't fly up, but down. And when they attacked downward, they constantly adjusted their angle. Until they fell from the sky at a 90-degree angle and pierced through the ground!
Hundreds of Earth-penetrating missiles fell at different times in different places. The similarity was that these Earth-penetrating missiles easily broke through a depth of tens of meters in the soft Mexican desert.
The flames and shockwaves that erupted from them cut through the silent night sky. The pillars of fire that shot up into the sky and the gravel that was stirred up by the shockwaves were unusually dazzling on the Gobi desert.
The most magnificent fireworks in the world couldn't be compared to the brilliance produced when the missiles exploded. It was the flames of death. Only the emissaries of hell were dancing and singing around the flames.
Logen turned his head away, he didn't want to see what was happening. "I'm sorry," Logen said softly. His heart was filled with regret. But he had no other choice. He had no other choice.
Red Tank looked at Logen's actions with a disdainful smile. When the missile attack was completed and a large hole was opened up in the underground palace, the entire base was exposed to the eyes of Red Tank and the others. That was the time for Red Tank to launch his attack.
Hundreds of mutant soldiers armed to the teeth and wearing power skeletons tailored for their mutant abilities advanced into the rebel base in an orderly manner under Red Tank's command.
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When the missiles struck, Tony Stark was busy with the manufacturing and programming of the Sentinel robots. His time was limited. The Infinity Serum could only support him for half a year.
During this period of time, his brain could work at a high speed, just like when he was building the Iron Man Armor fifty years ago. Now, three months had passed. However, the Sentinel robot was only 40% complete.
Tony felt a sense of urgency he had never felt before. Because his time was running out. As long as the Unlimited Serum's support period was over, his brain would begin to rapidly age and decline. At that time, he wasn't sure if he could still read the complicated data on the blueprints, as well as the densely packed formulas of the mutants.
He was working overtime. Because it wasn't Tony's brain that was slowing down the entire work process, but the lack of resources and limited technical personnel.
It wasn't like fifty years ago. Tony couldn't mobilize all kinds of resources like he did when he was Iron Man. At that time, he held Stark Industries in his hands. A large number of raw materials were at his disposal, and he also had the assistance of J.A.R.V.I.S. as well as a fully automated manufacturing plant that belonged to him alone, right under his villa.
If he had obtained this blueprint fifty years ago, Tony dared to guarantee that he would only need a week to build the first prototype. Within three months, he would be able to build no less than two improved models.
But in this Mexican base, he didn't have the resources or technical personnel. Although everyone was very enthusiastic about their work, this couldn't solve the problem of their unskilled skills.
Tony had already adjusted the supply of the life support system to the maximum. He increased the supply of oxygen in the respirator. A large amount of oxygen entered the bloodstream through breathing. It was transported through the bloodstream to the various organs of the body, especially the brain.
The high oxygen content brought enough stimulation to Tony's brain. The oxygen-rich blood brought enough nourishment to the brain. This allowed Tony to maintain a state of high energy.
For a moment, he felt like he had returned to his teenage years, when he was still studying at MIT. At that time, he always had an inexhaustible vitality.
But now, MIT had become a place where mutants ruled. Tony felt vexed that his alma mater had become like this.
"You should go to sleep." Nightcrawler and Hawkeye walked into Tony's laboratory and reminded him, "You're almost ninety years old, Tony. Staying up late isn't a good thing for you. You're burning your own life. If you continue to do this, the Infinity Serum may lose its effect in less than half a year. "
Hawkeye's words weren't an alarmist. Tony had been staying up late for the past month. Although he was still full of energy. But his body began to wither. The body that was slowly becoming stronger because of the Infinity Serum began to wither again.
This wasn't a good sign. Because this meant that the Infinity Serum's effect had begun to decline, and it was declining at a very fast rate.
"I can't stop, guys. I don't have much time. If I can finish the entire Sentinel manufacturing process while I'm still awake, then who will guide these young people to complete this complicated work? " Then who will guide these young people to complete this complicated work in the future? "Tony did not even raise his head.
He was typing quickly on the keyboard in front of the computer, listing all kinds of complicated formulas.
"I have to finish everything as soon as possible!" Nightcrawler and Hawkeye looked at each other. In fact, they knew that whether the Sentinel project could be completed depended on luck.
Because they lacked all kinds of key materials. They were already very lucky to be able to complete 40% of the manufacturing process. And even if they completed the Sentinel project, could this Sentinel really meet everyone's expectations of eliminating the mutants?
Maybe it could? But relying on one Sentinel was definitely not enough. At the very least, they would need more. They might need hundreds of Sentinels. But just making one was already so difficult, then would they be able to make hundreds?
In fact, from Nightcrawler, Hawkeye, Spider-man, and even Tony himself. In their hearts, they didn't believe it, and they even wanted to give up.
However, they still persisted in doing so. Because they wanted to lower the morale of the people in the rebel base. The scariest thing about the Dark Age wasn't the lack of materials, but the loss of hope. This group of old guys understood this, so they had a tacit understanding and didn't say anything.
Nightcrawler and Hawkeye looked at Tony's stubbornness, so they didn't argue with him anymore. The two of them found a place to sit down quietly and watched Tony check the formula and write the items.
In fact, the entire design and manufacturing process was almost completed with Tony's overtime work. He was just doing the final checks now. After that, he had to find a suitable USB drive or something similar to copy all the files.
While the three old men were quietly doing their own things in the laboratory, the missile strike fell from the sky. The huge explosion and shock wave caused Tony to fall directly from his chair.
"Tony!" Nightcrawler shouted and rushed forward to protect Tony under his body, preventing the falling debris from hitting him.
"Enemy attack! It's Red Tank! He's coming with Magneto's First Elite Battalion! Our base has been exposed! " Spider-man rushed in in the shaking caused by the violent explosion, bringing bad news to everyone.
"Damn it! How did Magneto find this!! "Hawkeye barely kept himself from falling by holding on to the wall.
The missile explosion lasted for nearly a minute. Tony's laboratory is located at the bottom of the Underground Palace. This prevented them from being completely blown up by the Earth Penetrator.
But the upper echelons of the Underground Palace have suffered heavy casualties. The Sentinel Robot, which had just been manufactured 40%, was also destroyed in this violent explosion.
"The explosion has stopped! They're going to launch a frontal attack. "Nightcrawler shouted when he found that the shock wave had stopped. The First Elite Battalion is the best batch of Mutants in Magneto's hands.
Even if they were intact, the Resistance Base would not be a match for this armed force in a head-on collision. What's more, they were caught off guard. They have been attacked by hundreds of Earth Penetrators.
Tony, who was protected under Nightcrawler, patted his body. Nightcrawler motioned that he could let go of him. "Eagle, tell Abraham and Millie to come here. We don't have time! Nightcrawler, help me up. I'm only missing the last few formulas. I'm going to finish writing this code! "
Tony shouted at the top of his voice, "Hurry up! We only have a few minutes! "
… ….
Logen didn't see how Red Tank's men attacked this Resistance Base, and he didn't want to know what would happen later. He just turned his face away, took out a bottle of Gin from his arms, and took a sip.
But Red Tank didn't give up on provoking Logen. He said to Logen with a faint smile, "Logen, do you know who is leading the Resistance Base here?"
Logen didn't even look at Red Tank. He just continued to drink his Gin.
Red Tank shook his head when he saw Logen's performance, as if Logen's performance had disappointed him. He said in an indifferent tone, "Ah, you don't care about all this, do you? You want to end everything here so you can take your grandchildren to Canada to continue cutting wood, right? "
"Well, you really don't need to care about all this, even if the leaders here are Tony Stark, Nightcrawler, Hawkeye Barton, Spider-man. Oh yes, and Professor X Charles-Xavier! "Red Tank said in an indifferent tone.
And when these names were read out one by one, Logen's pupils contracted violently. His hand that was holding the bottle unconsciously crushed the entire bottle. The amber wine flowed down the broken bottle and splashed all over the floor. Logen's palm was full of wounds and blood was flowing from the sharp fragments, but Logen didn't notice any of this.
… ….
Hawkeye brought some young men and women to Tony's laboratory. These were seeds that had been carefully selected. For this group of old guys, they had prepared for the worst a long time ago.
There were about twenty men and women in total. These were all young people who had just turned twenty. Some of them were ordinary people who had awakened their superpowers and were later persecuted by Magneto.
Nightwalker and the others took these people in and planned to train them. In addition to teaching them combat skills, they also taught them all kinds of other knowledge. Including the scientific knowledge that Tony taught them.
The leaders of this team were Abraham and Millie. They were the leaders of the men and women respectively. Tony called the two of them in front of him. He gave a small USB flash drive to the two of them.
"Listen, there's no time, kids. You should know what we're going through now. Magneto found us. "Tony said as he looked at the two young people's little faces.
"They're afraid. Magneto is afraid of us. So he can't wait to get rid of us every time. Especially when we have something that can destroy his regime. "Tony pointed to the USB flash drive.
"This contains all the manufacturing methods of Sentinels and several improvements that I proposed. You have to keep it safe. When the time is right, you can build these machines! Remember, don't let anyone find you! "Abraham and Millie's little faces were full of sadness. The other young people had the same expression on their faces.
They knew what this meant. A long time ago, when Nightcrawler began training them, he had already begun to tell them what the worst outcome would be.
"No, I don't want to leave you!" Millie's voice was sobbing. She grabbed Nightcrawler and Tony's clothes and didn't want to leave. She was saved by Nightcrawler at the most dangerous time. For her, who had been fleeing since she was seven or eight years old, Nightcrawler and Tony were her family, and this resistance base was her last home. But now, they were telling her that her family was ruined.
This kind of thing was very painful. She had experienced it once when she was very young, and she didn't want to go through it again.
"There's no time, kids. Get out of here, we'll help you buy time. Spider-man! Did you bring the professor? Let him go with the kids! "Nightcrawler shouted.
Before Spider-man could reply, the professor's voice was heard, "No need, don't drag these kids down. My old bones are no longer of any use. It'll be better if we can help them buy some time. "
The professor pushed the wheelchair into the laboratory with difficulty, "I've seen too many students die. I don't want to see another young person die. So, I'll stay. "
Nightcrawler, Tony, Spider-man and Hawkeye looked at each other, but no one objected. They chased the young people led by Abraham and Millie into a secret tunnel that had been prepared a long time ago. They let them escape through the tunnel.
When the Mutant Warriors appeared in front of Nightwalker and the others with powerful weapons, the Mutant Warriors were equipped with excellent equipment. The old Nightwalker unsheathed his Thunder Blade. Although his hands were still trembling, he spoke to the others in a firm tone, "Everyone, it is my honor to fight alongside all of you. I have the honor to fight with a group of real heroes until the last moment of my life. "
"Don't talk too much nonsense, Nightcrawler. You've been talking too much your whole life. You should control your trembling hands and kill more enemies. "Hawkeye had already put an arrow on the bowstring.
"At least I can die on the battlefield instead of on the sickbed. That will be my honor," Tony said while sitting in the wheelchair. Professor Charles, who was standing next to Tony, nodded and said, "Me too."
"Don't forget me." Spider-man tidied up his clothes, "We've always been heroes, since 50 years ago. Until now, we still are. Everyone, let's give the final curtain call to our heroic career! "
After saying that, the Spider-man rushed toward the enemies, followed by Nightcrawler's Hawkeye, the professor, and Tony. This group of old heroes roared and charged toward death at the last moment of their lives.
Perhaps in the beginning, they didn't have high expectations for the Sentinel Project. Perhaps a long time ago, this group of old heroes had already lost hope in this dark world.
But they used their old and crooked backs to resist all the darkness. They were as strong as steel, as tough as spider silk. Their bent backs carried the last hopes of countless people for them.
Even in this darkest age, in this era where there was no light of dawn. They still made their own choice. They kept all the despair for themselves and gave all the hope to others.
Those who gave them moral encouragement, the young people who fled in the secret tunnel with the fire of hope.
The group of old people's desperate charge couldn't be said to be heroic, but it let everyone know one thing: heroes are heroes even in death!
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