This was a young man with a similar air to the Captain America, with well-defined features, a resolute expression between his brows, and a handsome face radiating righteous indignation. He swept his gaze across the room, his voice low yet carrying considerable weight. "Quiet down for a moment."
As the commander of the Knights of Divine Punishment, Brian was always highly respected. As soon as he finished speaking, the knights who were still in shock immediately fell silent, and the air suddenly tightened.
He looked around at the crowd, his tone calm and firm. "I firmly believe that there is no truly invincible person in the world, so don't be intimidated by these statistics."
" Vitas, codenamed ' Superman,' has indeed demonstrated astonishing combat prowess in past operations. But as a being of flesh and blood, he is bound to have weaknesses."
"As long as we exploit his weakness, we're guaranteed to win."
In the past, when Brian gave the order, everyone would be ready and waiting. But now, fear hung over the entire conference room like a thin fog. One of the knights shook his head with a wry smile:
"Captain, the difficulty lies in the fact that no one knows where his weakness is."
Another person chimed in, his voice hoarse. "Yeah, someone of that caliber, if you just get a little close, you probably won't even see their shadow before you're smashed to dust with a single punch."
Brian frowned slightly at his teammate's hesitation. He paused briefly, then turned his gaze to the girl sitting quietly with her eyes closed in the corner. " Ruth, how confident are you?"
The girl was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "I can try, but he's too strong. I can't guarantee success."
Ruth is the Mutants in the team, with mutated eyes that allow her to capture what will happen in the next few seconds when she opens them; when she makes eye contact with someone, she can silently infiltrate the depths of that person's memory. Her abilities are unpredictable and extremely crucial. The reason Brian chose her is precisely because he hopes to rely on this intuition of "judging others by oneself": no matter how hidden the weakness, it cannot be concealed from the traces in one's own heart.
At this moment, the bespectacled young man, who had been silent all along, gently adjusted his glasses and said in a calm tone, "Gentlemen, I think we may have gone astray from the very beginning."
The black knight frowned. " Rudoston, what do you mean by that?"
Rudoston's lips curled into a slight smile, "First, what makes you think he's here for revenge? What if he really is just here for vacation, as he stated on his entry application?"
"Secondly, even if he really came for old grudges, things haven't reached a dead end. As the old Eastern saying goes, 'One who does something should take responsibility for it.'"
"When the time comes, I will personally go to his door, apologize to his face, and let him do whatever he wants with me. Perhaps that will be enough."
When he said "let him do as he pleases," his expression was so relaxed it was almost indifferent, as if he were talking about the weather rather than his own life or death. Everyone was stunned for a moment.
But then the tone shifted abruptly. "However... after all this arguing, isn't the ultimate reason why everyone's fearing he's too strong and impossible to kill?"
"Indeed, in the battle of Qigela, he withstood an explosion equivalent to 150,000 tons of TNT, close to a small nuclear bomb."
"But please note that 'equivalent to' does not mean 'is'."
"Although the explosion released a great deal of energy, it did not have the instantaneous heat radiation of tens of millions of degrees Celsius from a nuclear explosion, nor the destructive power of Havok tearing the earth apart, and there was no deadly radioactive fallout."
"So here's the question: if he were to be directly attacked by a megaton-class or even megaton-class hydrogen bomb, would he still survive?"
"Theoretically, with his speed of ten times the speed of sound, he could indeed escape the epicenter before the fireball engulfs him..."
"But right now, there happens to be a window of opportunity."
"I checked the flight itinerary: his private plane cruised over the Atlantic Ocean for the entire time, from two hours later until 5 a. m.."
"Commercial airliners do not have early warning radar, their flight paths are straight and fixed, and their positions are extremely easy to pinpoint."
"High-altitude detonation not only significantly reduces ground radiation pollution, but the enclosed fuselage during flight also interferes with his senses, making it difficult for him to detect the incoming missile immediately."
"Suppose that when the aircraft reaches the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, we launch a hydrogen bomb with a yield of several megatons from outer space, which then strikes at supersonic speed..."
"Gentlemen, do you think this attack will be enough to kill him?"
After speaking, he smiled calmly and quietly looked at the faces that had suddenly turned pale.
This suggestion did indeed pique the interest of some people.
But soon someone exclaimed in a low voice, "... A hydrogen bomb with a yield of several megatons? Rudoston, are you insane?!"
Using strategic nuclear weapons to deal with a Mutants, regardless of success or failure, would be enough to ignite global outrage. Worse still, if the operation fails and he returns unscathed, Britain will have no chance to recover. Given his demonstrated power, the possibility of millions of people being wiped out and all major cities reduced to ruins within days is not an exaggeration. No one dares to take that risk.
Rudoston, however, remained smiling, "Don't be nervous, that was just a deduction, a theoretical possibility."
Is it really a joke? Of course not.
More than an hour ago, he had submitted the plan to the highest decision-making level in the Britain. But it was rejected. The think tank assessed that the risk was extremely high, with a success rate of less than 40%, and if it failed, the consequences would be irreversible.
Bringing it up again now is actually a test: to see if anyone is willing to agree, especially Brian, the Captain Britain. If the key figures collectively support it, it may be possible to push the higher-ups to restart the evaluation.
In his view, this was the only potentially effective tactic. Otherwise, once Vitas set foot on their land, no one in Britain would be able to stop him.
At this moment, the middle-aged official at the head of the table spoke in a deep voice, "I have gathered everyone here today only to brief you on the situation. At this time, it is not yet possible to determine whether Vitas poses a threat."
"Based on his past behavior, this trip is most likely related to the previous incident, but it doesn't necessarily mean that war will break out."
"The higher-ups' message is clear: if he's willing to negotiate, we can offer him a compensation package that satisfies him."
"If you take a hard line, then you must demonstrate the true strength of the Knights of Divine Punishment, establish your authority first, and then discuss compensation."
Brian nodded solemnly. "I'll pick you up at the airport myself tomorrow."
He is strong, but we are not weak either.
As a powerful figure wielding the legendary weapon " Sword in the Stone," Brian has never encountered a worthy opponent while pursuing super-powered criminals in Britain over the past few years, which makes him extremely confident in his combat abilities.
"I'll leave this matter to Brian and everyone else. Of course, it would be best if it could be resolved peacefully."
Before ascertaining Chen Xiao's true stance, the Britain side dared not take any rash actions, lest they completely escalate the conflict.
The next morning, a commotion suddenly broke out at the entrance to London Airport.
Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Brian, the " Captain Britain " who had recently risen to fame in Britain, walked at the forefront fully armed; behind him were all twelve members of the Knights of Divine Punishment, standing in neat formation with iron-like steps.
This heroic team, meticulously crafted by the Britain government and characterized by justice, courage, and Absolute Strength, enjoys immense prestige within the country.
Therefore, when the crowd recognized them at the airport, they immediately surrounded them, their emotions running high.
" Brian, I love you!"
" Sanders, you're so cool!"
" Newport, you look amazing today!"
Fortunately, airport security arrived quickly, and amidst screams and shouts, the twelve people, looking solemn, made their way through the crowd to the tarmac outside the terminal.
This scene caught the eye of many people in the waiting hall; it was quite something!
The entire Knights of Divine Punishment was mobilized to personally greet him at the airport—a level of reception even many heads of state have never received. Just who is this important figure arriving?
Many observant passersby had already taken out their phones, holding their breath and waiting to capture the crucial moment that was about to unfold.
Months ago, with the release of Apple's first smartphone, the mobile internet era officially began. High-definition photography, real-time video recording, smooth internet browsing, a wealth of applications, social sharing... these features are quietly reshaping people's lifestyles and information interaction habits.
Ten minutes later, Chen Xiao's private plane broke through the clouds and appeared in the airport airspace on time. Under the control of the tower, it landed steadily on the runway and was then guided to its parking position by a shuttle bus.
The passenger boarding stairs, which had been waiting for a long time, started up and slowly drove towards the cabin door, smoothly raising the boarding stairs and connecting them seamlessly to the fuselage.
"Arrive."
Brian and the others tensed up immediately and stepped forward to meet them.
The cabin door opened, and four flight attendants with gentle smiles, slender figures, and bright and beautiful demeanor stood side by side, saying in unison, "Boss, have a pleasant journey."
Inside the cabin, Chen Xiao nodded slightly, then led Yidileisi and Clarice down the gangway.
Under the old housekeeper's management, the entire crew of his private jet, including the captain, has been replaced by women, especially the flight attendants, each of whom is outstanding in appearance and has an extraordinary temperament.
The old housekeeper had also specifically mentioned that everyone had a clean background and their health was beyond reproach.
It's a pity that he brought Yidileisi and the others with him on this trip; otherwise, Chen Xiao might have really tried the unique thrill of being high in the sky and had a truly exhilarating "quartet" experience...
The thought flashed through his mind, but his face remained calm and composed as he steadily stepped onto the ground.
The moment he appeared, Brian and the others all turned their gazes toward him.
Yet, to these superheroes, this young man with thick black hair, a tall and straight figure, and strikingly handsome features... appeared completely normal?
It lacks the suffocating oppressive feeling inherent in top villains, and it doesn't display the terrifying power of "one punch shattering mountains, an explosion of energy like a nuclear core" as rumored.
On the contrary, the red-haired woman following behind him sent chills down one's spine and made one's hair stand on end; an indescribable, deadly aura silently spread out.
Brian stepped forward half a step and said respectfully, "Mr. Vitas, hello. I am Brian, the captain of the Knights of Divine Punishment."
Welcome to London.
Chen Xiao nodded slightly, a slight smile playing on his lips, "Commander of the Knights of Divine Punishment, Mr. Brian? I've heard so much about you."
His calm demeanor eased the tension in everyone's nerves.
Just as they were secretly rejoicing that things might be peaceful today, Chen Xiao suddenly changed the subject. "By the way, I heard that there's a member in your Knights Order named Rudoston?"