"Are you saying that the reason why the leopard-headed monster used psychic powers to control those 18 niggas is because the nigger's transformation was not successful, he could not understand normal instructions, and could not control his own behavior. He was a lunatic who only knew how to destroy?"

Bolivar asked.

Seeing Maya nodding, General Johnson clapped his hands and said: "Hey, that Black Panther is really smart. Our military has never stopped experimenting with super soldiers, and has also created many lunatics like those 18 people. Over the years,

, why didn’t you think of using psychic powers to control it, then..."

"Cough cough cough, Jason, cough cough cough, Jason..." Bolivar winked at General Johnson.

General Johnson glanced around and saw that except for a little girl, everyone was his own, so he wondered: "Bolivar, what's wrong with you? Am I wrong? By the way, didn't you also make a lot of living mutants?

An experiment? Those experimental subjects that cannot communicate normally can also..."

"Hey, Jason, now is not the time to talk about this. Let's discuss how to rescue President Clinton!" Bolivar reluctantly changed the subject.

General Johnson waved his hand and said with a serious face: "Many times, some sacrifices are inevitable... Anyway, because of Payne's incident, we have updated the nuclear code settings. Only the Secretary of Defense and

The president at the same time... uh uh uh, Les, didn't you bitch run away?"

Well, you can clearly see in the video that a new masked man has appeared. His outfit is similar to that of a black panther, except that he has red and white stripes on his appearance. And Defense Secretary Rice is just like this "spotted leopard"

"Put it in your hand.

"Immediately, immediately, launch missiles and kill them. Leave those two idiots Rice and Clinton alone!" General Johnson roared.

Bolivar had no problem with this at all, but the vast majority of the hundreds of people in the command center were from the Ministry of National Defense Staff. To put it simply, Rice was their real boss, and General Johnson was the local

The commander of the military region, strictly speaking, does not belong to the Ministry of Defense at all. The previous orders were relatively smooth, he had the highest military rank here, but Rice left again, and Johnson was regarded as the highest officer.

But what now? Obviously, even if he is controlled by others, Rice is still de jure the Secretary of Defense and the real boss.

Listen to a local general and launch missiles at the top person in the military and the top person in the United States at the same time?

Only a madman would listen to him!

Unless the Vice President and the Speaker of Congress can guarantee and prove that this is indeed a critical moment of life and death.

Sure enough, Army Chief of Staff Peter Schoonmaker stood up and objected: "General, I think since the Leopard Man did not kill Mr. President and Mr. Secretary of Defense, it means that the matter can still be discussed. Maybe, like the 115 incident, it was just a false alarm.

It’s one game!”

"Fake, Peter, those two idiots outside know the nuclear bomb code. If there is an accident, are you responsible?" General Johnson grabbed Chief of Staff Peter's collar and shouted.

"What the hell, Jason, do you really want to rebel? Although I am not the Chief of Staff, my military rank is only half a rank lower than yours, and in terms of authority, your army is also under the Army Staff Department. How dare you hit me?" Staff Officer Peter

The long-stemmed man yelled, scratching his neck.

Well, Peter screamed happily, but he never mentioned taking the blame for the nuclear bomb code leak.

"Two generals, I think that even though the trump card is already in the opponent's hand, we still have to work hard to gain some chips." President Maya interjected.

Hearing this, Bolivar, who was pretending to be dozing off, opened his eyes, looked directly at Maya and asked: "Oh, what do you think?"

"First control those 18 black supers and tell them that we are not powerless to fight back. Then, send people to talk to them and ask them what they want. As long as they don't ask the Rice Emperor to cede territory and pay compensation, we can agree first.

Come down."

Maya spread her hands and said nonchalantly: "Save the Minister of Defense and the President...at least, they can take the blame better than you, right?"

"Why don't you take the blame? We are all for the United States and the people, so what does it matter even if we sacrifice ourselves?" Chief of Staff Peter said righteously.

Finally, he lowered his voice again, approached Maya, and asked in a low voice: "Little girl, what can you do? If it succeeds, I will ask Mr. President to award you the Medal of Honor."

The Medal of Honor is awarded by the president, and you can fly on military planes for free. Well, you can also receive a pension of 200 US dollars a month. What’s the point? It’s not even as good as the Hanson Scholarship in a community elementary school.

Maya felt disgusted in her heart, but thinking of Skye and other students in Washington next door, she nodded and said directly: "I found that those black supers are particularly resistant to physical attacks. You can try attacking them with energy weapons."

"This, this is not a Hollywood movie. Girl, can you be more realistic? Where do we have legendary things like energy weapons?" Chief of Staff Peter said in disgust.

Looking at Peter's contemptuous eyes, Maya also became angry, "Are you mistaken? New York Spider-Man has invented the neural pulse pistol a long time ago, don't you know? The last alien incident in Yellowstone Park, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. personally carried it

Interviewed by a reporter with an energy rifle, didn’t you see? In the 115 incident, dozens of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s Quinjets launched energy attacks... And resonant laser weapons were a theory decades ago. Give me the materials.

I can do it as a high school student, but you can't either?"

Every time Maya said something, the faces of the soldiers in the command center darkened. By the time she finished speaking, the whole place was silent.

Seeing several big and round men clenching their fists, Reed was afraid that his friend would be beaten to death, so he quickly came over and took over the conversation: "Maya, what you are talking about are experimental products. What the army needs is safe and reliable.

Standard weapons. I understand your idea, we can change it... General, we can try this..."

As Reed recounted, a plan was soon formulated.

In the square outside the Pentagon, at the cracked ground exit, an open-top jeep slowly drove out. Under the vigilant eyes of the Black Panther, a young woman waved her hands and shouted: "Sir, I'm here to negotiate, please don't hurt me."

I."

Black Panther thought for a while and then hooked his finger at her, "Stop the car, come here."

"Well, actually, I'm a driver. I'm the tea server for the Ministry of National Defense. I have a video communicator in the car."

As soon as the woman finished speaking, she ran back quickly without waiting for the black panther to react. Well, she even changed out of her high heels before coming out.

"Why did you attack the Ministry of Defense and what was the purpose of kidnapping the president?"

Looking at the picture on the monitor in the back seat of the car, Black Panther raised his hand and lifted his hood, revealing the face of a middle-aged black man with wise eyes.

"Shit, he is indeed a nigger!" General Johnson slapped his forehead and said without hesitation.

The middle-aged black man's eyes were sharp and he said sarcastically: "A person like you who is too timid to come and talk to me in person can actually become a general of the United States. It seems that the era of white people ruling the United States is really going to end with me.

."

Chief of Staff Peter couldn't help it anymore and appeared next to General Johnson, shouting: "What? You nigger are going to rebel against me, the Rice Emperor?"

The Black Panther looked at the big black face in the video and was a little speechless.
Chapter completed!