Thousands of meters high in the sky, the violent storm has been left behind.
The heavy transport helicopter climbed at full speed in the thick darkness, and the air pressure and temperature in the cabin were changing rapidly.
Bang!
A sound of metal tearing exploded on the armor at the bottom of the helicopter without warning.
The bulletproof chassis, which is more than ten millimeters thick, is like a biscuit that has been pierced by a blunt instrument, instantly bulging inward and breaking.
The violent night wind mixed with the cold rain poured crazily into the cabin along the huge hole.
John's face with a bit of anger slowly rose from the hole.
His hoodie was already being torn apart by the strong wind, and Marge and Duke were still hanging on his legs, refusing to let go.
But at this absolute flying speed that broke the sound barrier, the bones of those children made an overwhelming creaking sound, and their muscles were almost torn.
"Get out of here."
John was suspended on the edge of the hole in the cabin, and his right leg shook violently.
Marge and Duke could no longer hold his ankles, and together with the other two unconscious children, they screamed and fell into the endless dark wind and rain below.
John didn't look at them twice.
He grabbed the torn metal edge of the cabin floor with both hands, pulled it sharply to both sides, and directly tore the hole open enough for a person to walk upright, and landed it firmly on the metal non-slip floor of the cabin.
Strong winds raged inside the cabin, causing the warning lights on top to flash wildly.
The pilot in the front row was so frightened that he could barely stabilize the balance of the helicopter by holding on to the joystick tightly.
Edgar is sitting on the deepest seat in the cabin.
The wind blew his cashmere coat flying, but he didn't even fasten his seat belt. He just folded his hands on the black lockbox on his lap and looked at the blond boy quietly as if an evil god had descended.
John didn't say a word of nonsense.
Lynn taught him that when encountering a truly threatening enemy, the first thing to do is to twist off the opponent's head instead of listening to the opponent's nonsense.
He strode forward, the scarlet deep in his eyes instantly ignited, and two fatal Heat Vision were already ready to strike in his eyes.
He wants to burn Edgar directly to ashes.
"My plan worked."
At the 0.1 second when Heat Vision was about to spray out, Edgar suddenly spoke.
His voice was not loud, but it had a strange penetrating power in the strong wind.
John's movements paused for a moment, and the red light in his eyes flashed slightly.
Edgar looked at him, with a calm and controlling smile on his face:
"Now, you are finally separated from Lynn."
Hearing these words, John's heart skipped a beat.
Tune the tiger away from the mountain?
His pupils shrank, and an unprecedented panic strangled John's heart like a thorny vine.
He actually fell into the trap and left Lynn alone in that dangerous Shura field!
But this kind of panic only stayed on John's face for less than half a second.
The next second.
John lowered his head, and his originally tense shoulders suddenly relaxed.
He looked at Edgar, who was sitting on the chair and thought he had a chance to win, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, giving a weird smile.
Now it was Edgar's turn to be stunned.
This capital tycoon who had no plans left his brows furrowed tightly at this moment.
He couldn't figure out the meaning behind John's smile at all.
He didn't understand why this boy who valued Lynn more than his life could still laugh when he learned that Lynn was about to fall into a desperate situation?
"What are you laughing at?"
Edgar's voice turned cold.
"You're going to die from laughing."
John is still smiling.
"It seems that you are very confident in Lynn's strength."
Edgar did not explore the truth behind John's smile.
As a top chess player, he would never put all his chips on a guess.
He slowly raised his hands that had been folded on his legs.
He was holding the black lockbox in his hand.
At some point, his thumb pressed firmly on a hidden mechanical button on the inside of the handle of the box.
"Twenty thousand super soldiers might not be able to kill him."
Edgar looked at John, "But what if it's a nuclear bomb?"
John straightened the messy sweatshirt.
"Down here is the military heart of Pentagon, America."
Edgar's thumb hovered over the button, and the sound was particularly harsh in the strong wind in the cabin.
"There is a nuclear warhead buried in the deepest part of the ground. As long as I release this finger..."
Edgar smiled slightly and made a verdict:
"The nuclear bomb will detonate. Including your Lynn, all life within a radius of dozens of kilometers will be directly vaporized by tens of millions of degrees of heat in an instant."
John's face changed.
He gave up on killing Edgar and turned into a dazzling stream of light and rushed out through the hole in the bottom of the cabin.
Sonic boom clouds exploded into circles of white air waves in the night sky.
John squeezed the speed to the absolute limit that his body could bear.
The strong wind and rain hit his face, and he was instantly vaporized.
He was like a burning Meteorite, head down, diving crazily towards the Pentagon thousands of meters below.
Hurry up!
Faster!
five thousand meters.
Three thousand meters.
One thousand meters.
Through the thick dark clouds, Pentagon's huge pentagonal building outline appeared in John's sight.
He could even clearly see the broken Mutant Soldiers in the square, the figures large and small, as well as the familiar figure wearing a black trench coat who was walking steadily towards the entrance of the building.
"Oh, it feels like this again."
The closer we are to Lynn, the calmer John becomes.
"Lynn is really... how old he is, childish."
At the moment when his finger was less than 500 meters away from Lynn's shoulder.
Buzz--
The whole world seemed to have suddenly lost its voice.
The heavy rain in the sky stopped for a moment in mid-air, defying common sense of physics.
Immediately afterwards.
Pentagon The surface of the central area collapsed without warning.
A pure white light, more dazzling than a thousand suns, erupted from deep underground!
The extreme high temperature destroyed the heavy reinforced concrete buildings of Pentagon, the tanks in the square, and the 20,000 Mutant Soldiers who were armed to the teeth in less than a tenth of a second.
Everything dissolved directly into whitish gas.