Klaue's finger was on the trigger, his knuckles white from the force. His eyes were filled with madness and despair, the look of a cornered beast fighting for its life. He didn't want to lose, at least not now.
"Shoot then." Ye Mo took a defiant step forward, his steps steady and fearless. "Or are you afraid?"
The air seemed to freeze; everyone held their breath, awaiting what would happen next. The temperature in the control room plummeted, not because the air conditioning was broken, but because the suffocating oppression seemed to lower everyone's body temperature. Klaue's Adam's apple bobbed, sweat trickling down his forehead and dripping onto the greasy control panel with a soft hissing sound. The mercenaries around him also raised their weapons, the dark muzzles of their guns pointed at Ye Mo, their fingers trembling slightly on the trigger guards.
Ye Mo felt the surge of power within him, and his smile deepened. He liked this sense of pressure because it meant opportunity. But he didn't give Klaue any time to react. The instant Klaue's eyes hardened, Ye Mo moved.
Instead of charging towards Klaue or dodging bullets, he charged directly at the massive prototype sonic weapon.
" Regenerative Phasing!"
Deep within Ye Mo's consciousness, one layer of the Gene Spiral Tower instantly lit up. It was an extremely bizarre yet practical combination of abilities. His body blurred for a moment, like a holographic projection with a poor signal, and then, like a drop of water merging into the ocean, he passed through the hard metal control panel.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A barrage of gunfire erupted, bullets piercing the spot where Ye Mo had been standing, striking the wall behind him and sending up shards of gravel. But Ye Mo was no longer there. He appeared on the other side of the control panel, his hands gripping the main power cable connectors tightly. The cables, as thick as arms and wrapped in heavy insulation, were like a pile of scrap metal in Ye Mo's hands.
"Cut it off!" Emma Frost's voice exploded in Ye Mo's mind.
Ye Mo didn't speak, but suddenly exerted his strength. With a teeth-grinding metallic twisting sound, the thick cable was ripped apart. Sparks flew, and blue arcs of electricity danced in the air, illuminating Ye Mo's frighteningly calm face.
At the same time, Emma Frost launched Mind Blast.
She didn't directly attack human consciousness, as that would be too cruel and likely to leave lasting effects. Instead, she targeted sound wave frequencies. A second before the machine started, Emma Frost's mental energy transformed into an invisible ripple, precisely interfering with the auditory nerves of everyone in the command room.
In an instant, all the mercenaries covered their ears and fell to their knees in agony. They no longer heard the sounds around them, but the pounding of their own hearts and an amplified ringing in their ears. This brief auditory hallucination threw them into confusion, causing them to misjudge each other's positions, and some even began firing wildly into thin air.
Taking advantage of the chaos, Ye Mo emerged from the ruins, using the terrain for cover. Like a black lightning bolt, he systematically dismantled his disorganized enemies. He employed no fancy techniques; every punch and kick struck vital points. Knees pounded the abdomen, elbows struck the temples, and grappled with chokeholds. His movements were concise, efficient, and deadly.
In less than thirty seconds, only Klaue remained standing in the control room.
He stared at his men, who were groaning in agony on the ground, his eyes filled with disbelief and fear. His hand trembled as he reached for the spare detonator at his waist, his last resort.
"You... you're a monster!" Klaue roared, his voice trembling noticeably.
Ye Mo dusted off his hands, took off his broken glasses, and tossed them to the ground. He walked up to Klaue, looking down at him with a tone as indifferent as if discussing the weather. "I just want to go home early for dinner. But you insist on blocking my way."
Klaue gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with murderous intent. He pressed the remote control in his hand.
"Since I'm not going to live, nobody should have a good time!"
The Vibranium samples in the underground vault are set to self-destruct mode. Pressing this button will turn the entire mine into ruins.
Sensing the danger, Ye Mo forcibly overdrawn his mental energy to lock onto Klaue's movement trajectory. He predicted the angle at which Klaue would throw the detonator and used his physical advantage to block it in front of the critical structure.
"Boom!"
It wasn't an explosion, but the sound of collapsing rock. Klaue activated the backup manual overload procedure, attempting to detonate the Vibranium sample in the underground vault in a suicide attack. The surrounding rock began to crumble, and debris fell.
Ye Mo used his reinforced bones to withstand the falling rocks, protecting Emma Frost behind him and the Vibranium container that was about to crash down. A sharp pain shot through his left shoulder, his clothes were torn and bleeding, but he didn't even flinch.
Emma Frost used Telepathy to forcefully suppress Klaue's sanity, causing his hand to spasm. Ye Mo seized the opportunity to get close, disarmed him with a precise grappling technique, and threw him into a bottomless crevice in the mine.
Subsequently, Ye Mo guided Emma Frost to release enhanced energy in the Diamond Form, bombarding the support pillar and causing a partial collapse that completely buried the remaining illegal equipment.
The dust has settled.
Although the facility was destroyed, a large amount of Vibranium was scattered in the ruins, some of which was contaminated or stained with blood. The urgent task is to quickly identify and recover it.
Ye Mo activated his " Vibranium Sense " ability, marking the locations of all pure Vibranium in his mind. He instructed Emma Frost to use her telekinesis to levitate and collect the scattered Vibranium into a specially made lead-lined container to prevent radiation leakage.
The two stood atop the ruins, watching as Klaue was taken away by local law enforcement. Ye Mo straightened his slightly disheveled black hoodie and looked up at the rising sun. At this moment, they were not only survivors, but also maintainers of order.
The operation concluded successfully, demonstrating to the world the superhumans' determination to maintain peace; the informal intervention plan was a complete success.