After the first Thunderstorm nuclear torpedo was launched, the second followed by the third.
160 nuclear torpedoes attacked the Lord Man's flying dragons in three echelons.
Professor Charles was one of the strongest Mutants. He was one of the most powerful Mutants in the Mutant Sequence.
With his powerful mental power, he could easily control every main cannon on each warship and adjust the angle of the cannons to aim at his target. This precise calculation, together with the help of the AI Friday, allowed the interstellar fleet's accuracy to reach a terrifying level.
Every flying dragon had a cannon pointed at them. This was especially true when Li Jie announced that he was going to launch the nuclear torpedoes.
Professor Charles even used the high-speed Gaussian electromagnetic cannons to create a sea of bullets. The entire flying dragon force was enveloped in a restricted area.
Any flying dragon that went beyond the area would be attacked by the terrifying sea of bullets.
Zhang Tong's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. The dignified man who looked like the Xiong Ba in the Hong Kong manga "Wind and Cloud" was no longer elegant.
This was because this was the flying dragon force that he had spent more than 20 years training with! This was the first battle! The first battle!
The flying dragon force that he had spent so much effort on was supposed to be a tool that could help him achieve his dream of domination!
In Zhang Tong's script, it didn't matter if they were exposed during the attack on New York. He knew that modern weapons weren't as threatening to his flying dragon force as they seemed.
He could rely on his absolute strength to crush the East Coast Defense Force outside of New York. The United States was strong, but they had scattered their forces all over the world.
If they had holed up in important areas like China, Zhang Tong might not have wanted to attack New York. However, the United States had become arrogant in recent years, which gave Zhang Tong the motivation to change his plan.
Not only did he want to kill Tony Stark, but he also wanted to destroy New York. He wanted to make the world more chaotic!
That was Zhang Tong's script. The original story was indeed playing out according to his script.
Although his tanker had been discovered, it didn't matter. Because his strength and the flying dragon force were enough to flatten New York.
The mothership S.H.E.L.D. crashed, and the East Coast air force was wiped out. The defense line formed by 20 to 30 destroyers, frigates, and coastal battleships was easily broken through by him.
Iron Man, who had been flaunting his prowess in Central Asia and claimed that he wanted to destroy him and the Ten Rings Gang, had also retreated and did not dare to fight him at all.
He, Zhang Tong, was going to stand on the ruins of New York and announce to Tony Stark and the world that chaos had arrived! The world was in a tumultuous war.
Yes, it should have been like this, and it should have been like this. Wouldn't it be better to follow the script? Following this script was pretty good!
Zhang Tong roared in his heart. Why did you give me the beginning of the script but not the ending?!
Why did aliens invade Earth so coincidentally? Why did their first battle have to be against New York? Why would they attack New York when I'm in New York?
A day later or a day earlier would have been fine! You've ruined the script that I've worked so hard to come up with!
Of course, no one knew that all of this was not a coincidence or something similar. Instead, it was a shocking plan, a play that deceived the seven billion viewers on Earth.
The Lord Man's fate was sealed the moment he was drawn into Li Jie's script.
He was a chess piece that pushed the plot forward. Although he was very important, he was not as important as Zhang Tong thought.
He was just a terrorist. If Zhang Tong was willing to use his strength on the righteous path and become a superhero, whether it was in China or other countries, he could also become a wanderer. Even Li Jie would not dare to provoke such a person.
Because this kind of scheme was too dangerous. One wrong move and the whole game would be lost. If there was even the slightest chance that he could turn the Lord Man into one of his own and help him, Li Jie would definitely do everything he could to befriend him.
Unfortunately, Zhang Tong and Li Jie were destined to be two different people from each other from the very beginning. Zhang Tong was too obsessed with power.
Therefore, he drew a grand script for himself. He felt that his script was already exceptionally grand and magnificent.
However, he did not know that there was someone else in this world who had drawn an even bigger script. A script that would appeal to seven billion viewers. Zhang Tong's script was just a side plot. It might have a few important scenes, but it was not destined to be the grand finale.
Now, the Lord Man had just finished displaying his ambitions when Li Jie stopped him in the open waters of New York Harbor. Twenty kilometers away from the New York Harbor.
The rain of bullets that blotted out the sky turned the Lord Man's hot-bloodedness into nothingness. But now, before he had completely recovered from his shock, Ye Zichen's expression changed. One hundred and sixty nuclear torpedoes were ready to go.
They looked no different from ordinary surface-to-air missiles. At most, they were slightly bigger, but they were not even the size of cruise missiles.
Zhang Tong looked at the beautiful white and gold warships angrily. He felt that he had to drag these people down with him no matter what. Whether they were Americans or aliens.
The aliens' missiles might be very powerful, but as long as they could block them and not hit their targets, there would be no problem!
Well, it was a good idea.
"Dr. Hank, can you pour me a cup of coffee? Thank you, "Li Jie said to Dr. Hank, who had been guarding outside the cockpit.
Dr. Hank nodded. "What flavor?"
"Milk and less sugar. Thank you," Li Jie said.
"Pour me a cup too, Hank," Professor Xavier said.
The two did not seem nervous at all before a great battle.
Why should they be nervous? If the Lord Man was as strong as Ancient One, Li Jie would not dare to make a move even if the number of warships was multiplied by several times. However, the Lord Man was only the Lord Man, not Ancient One.
When the 160 nuclear torpedoes flew toward him, he wanted to use the same method he used to intercept the missiles.
The 100-meter-long flying dragon spat out a powerful dragon's breath, which turned into a dragon's breath umbrella that covered the sky to block the missiles.
Closer and closer, closer and closer!
When the first missile hit the dragon's breath umbrella, an unusual energy burst out.
A terrifying power erupted from the small body of the projectile. It was like a new sun rising from the east coast of the United States, its dazzling light illuminating the entire New York City.
Looking down from the sky, the entire New York City looked like an overblown photo.
All that was left between heaven and earth was a vast expanse of whiteness. The point of the explosion was 20 kilometers away from New York Harbor.
A huge sphere with a diameter of three kilometers was emitting a bluish-green light. There was no leakage of energy, no shock wave, no nuclear radiation, no loud explosion.
Captain Gates and his two subordinates, one black and one white, were so shocked that they could not speak.
Even their guns fell to the ground and almost went off by accident.
Although the missile did not emit any of the characteristics of a nuclear bomb, the unparalleled amount of light and heat, as well as the characteristics detected by the instruments, all showed that this was a real nuclear explosion! The only thing was that the range of the explosion was strictly controlled.
Within three kilometers of the earth-shattering explosion, there was no leakage of energy.
The dragon's breath umbrella instantly shattered, and Zhang Tong understood what he was facing.
For the first time, he felt fear. Nuclear weapons! Pandora's Box! Apart from the two atomic bombs dropped by the United States in the East Ocean during World War II, humans had never used such weapons in actual combat.
However, this did not mean that humans had forgotten how terrifying they were. Even Zhang Tong knew how terrifying such weapons were! This was an unconventional method of warfare!
The best weapons are not those that are placed on the weapon rack and never fire, but those that only need to be used once to make people give up fighting.
For the first time, Zhang Tong understood what Iron Man's father meant. For the first time, he wanted to run. He was strong, and his single round of attack and destructive power might not be any weaker than a nuclear torpedo. However, this did not mean that he could defend against an attack of the same level. He was not Wolverine Logen, who could laugh in the face of a nuclear explosion. Of course, Logen did not have Zhang Tong's attack power either.
Zhang Tong wanted to retreat, but it was too late. Why did Li Jie and Professor Charles arrange for the Thunderstorm nuclear torpedo to appear like a ladder? That was the reason!
The nuclear torpedo that broke through the dragon's breath umbrella attacked from all directions without any blind spots.
The last colors in Zhang Tong's eyes were the white body, the red warhead, and the red X symbol. After that, there was only a vast expanse of whiteness.
The sky was filled with strange lights and splendor, like the might of a holy spirit, only a thousand suns could compete with it in splendor! I am the Grim Reaper, the destroyer of the world!
The noisy world quieted down. The bustling New York quieted down. The North American High Command, who had been chattering and arguing, quieted down.
The supreme commander of the United States, the president of the United States, quieted down. Through various information channels, whether it was traditional media or online live broadcasts, netizens around the world also quieted down.
At this moment, the mouse was no longer clicking. At this moment, the world was so quiet that only the spinning of the fan blades could be heard.
The radiance of a thousand suns rose a hundred and sixty times twenty kilometers away from New York Harbor. New York, which had already looked like an overheated photo, was illuminated without any color.
Inside the Venus base, Li Jie finished the coffee that Dr. Hank sent him in one gulp. This was a show, and there were seven billion people watching it.
"Tony, check his vital signs. I want to make sure that the Lord Man is dead after this nuclear strike!" Li Jie sent a message to Tony.
Tony, who had seen the beautiful scene up close, replied with dry lips, "I would've done it even if you didn't tell me. I suddenly feel sorry for the Lord Man. I had a feeling that he might be my lifelong rival. "
Li Jie snorted. "Don't give me a love-hate drama. I hate it the most. I've had enough of Night Owl and Harlequin comics. "
After ending the call with Tony Stark, he spoke to Captain Rogers. "Captain, have you reached New York Harbor?"
"We're here. Everything is ready. We're just waiting for our Thor to appear, "Rogers replied quickly.
"Okay, good luck, Captain." After doing all this, Li Jie felt that he could finally relax after so many days.
"If you were born forty years earlier and were a mutant, I think the problem of mutants would've been solved a long time ago," Professor Charles said with mixed feelings in the weapon control cabin.
Li Jie waved his hand. "Thanks. There was no internet 40 years ago, no PlayStation 4, no Xbox, not even a smartphone. I had to buy physical books for recipes, and I couldn't even look up information online or slack off. I still don't want to go. "
Charles didn't know whether to laugh or cry at Li Jie's answer. He had to change the topic. "Do you think Captain Rogers can do the rest?"
Li Jie said confidently, "Of course, Professor. You have to know that most of the politicians in modern society weren't even born when Captain Rogers played politics! "
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