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Chapter 428
**Chapter 426: Wolverine vs. Deadpool!**
"Impossible!" Gaston subconsciously retorted.
Soon, he realized he had lost his composure, so he took a deep breath and said calmly, "May I borrow the phone?"
"Please do." Xia Shang extended a hand, pointing to the black desk phone on the office desk.
"Thank you." Gaston, dressed in a well-fitting attire, quickly walked to the office desk and dialed a phone number unknown to outsiders.
About ten seconds later, President Nixon's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Hello, this is Nixon." At this moment, in the White House Presidential Office, a group of Senators and Representatives were arguing fiercely over Nixon's voluntary resignation, and their voices only quieted down when Nixon picked up the phone.
"Mr. President, it's me, Gaston. I'd like to ask if you were aware of Mr. Jervis dispatching a Supe Team to Three Mile Island."
"Yes, and I've already approved it." Three days ago, Nixon had privately called Xia Shang, proposing his desire to resign from the presidency. For a dignified retirement and a comfortable old age, the two agreed to cooperate. The agreement was that Xia Shang needed to "destroy" the key Evidence regarding the Watergate Scandal and absolutely prevent it from circulating.
What he had to do was, before leaving office, sell Trask Industries, which had an official background, to Xia Shang at a lower price. To put it plainly, it was a very simple official-business deal.
"I understand." Gaston said, feeling somewhat powerless. It was obvious that his Mr. President was already in cahoots with Mr. Jervis. Therefore, the most urgent matter was not to stop the Supe Team from landing on Three Mile Island, but to find a way to get this Mr. President out of office, because if things continued like this, the United States was very likely to become a United States of Mutants.
After Gaston hung up the phone, he left in a hurry.
***
On Three Mile Island in Pennsylvania, a tall and imposing figure was hovering above the Military Base. He wore a dark blue Suit, and under the strong high-altitude airflow, the Stars and Stripes cape on his back billowed and flapped loudly in the wind.
The man seemingly expressionlessly looked down, looking at the Army on the Ground that was standing by in full readiness, without saying a word.
For a moment, the Air seemed filled with a strong Gunpowder Smell.
"Is that Homelander, who is hailed as the Guardian God of Washington? He looks tricky, but if it's close Combat, I'm confident I can take him down." Standing beside Stryker, Wolverine Logan looked at the figure in the sky, narrowed his Eyes, and said, full of fighting spirit.
Just then, an Old General with a head full of white hair, holding a Microphone, shouted at Homelander, "I advise you to go back where you came from. If you dare to make a move, it's equivalent to declaring war on the United States. Our warships are approaching this sea area, loaded with Military Missiles. Even if you have the Man of Steel, you absolutely cannot withstand our conventional weapons."
However, facing his words, Homelander did not respond, seemingly waiting for something.
Just like that, the Atmosphere at the Scene became increasingly heavy. The Soldiers gripped their firearms in their hands, and nervousness was clearly visible in their eyes.
Finally, a faint whistling sound approached from far away, and an Airplane broke through the clouds, appearing in everyone's Line of Sight.
"Did the Government send people to support us?" Logan said in a low voice. Stryker shook his head, looking at the Airplane with a solemn Expression, and said, "That's a private Airplane. If I'm not mistaken, the people inside the Airplane should be Superheroes from Jie Er Company."
As expected, after the Airplane landed, Deadpool, wearing a tight Suit, walked towards the Army with an arrogant stride. Following him were Gambit, wearing a black hooded windbreaker and exposing his muscles, and Quicksilver, wearing casual Attire and chewing on a toothpick.
"Wow, this is exciting! This is the first time in my life I've had so many Gun Muzzles pointed at me." Quicksilver took out the toothpick and grinned playfully.
"Prepare to engage."
Stryker's Gaze was grim as he whispered into the Walkie-talkie in his hand.
"Fire!" Seeing Deadpool and the others walking towards them, the Old General, knowing the situation couldn't be resolved peacefully, gave the order without hesitation.
Instantly, countless bullets sprayed out from the Soldiers' Gun barrels.
Seeing this, Quicksilver calmly put on his Goggles and leisurely walked through the hail of bullets.
"A bit hot, huh?" He pushed aside the bullets in front of him and walked unhurriedly to the Soldiers, then in front of them, he disassembled the guns in their hands into a pile of parts. Because time seemed to be put on pause, the Gun parts floated as if losing gravity, only descending at an extremely slow speed.
Unfortunately, Quicksilver's Bullet Time couldn't last long. When he had disassembled most of the firearms, time returned to its normal flow. However, by this time, since the trajectory of most bullets had been adjusted, even if Deadpool and the others stood still, not a single bullet hit them, but whizzed past them.
"Tell them to put down their guns, or I'll kill you." A voice suddenly sounded in the Old General's earpiece. Unbeknownst to anyone, Quicksilver had somehow placed a Dagger against the Old General's Neck. The battle-hardened Old General had never experienced such a bizarre Scene. The Combat hadn't even started, and he, the commander, had been taken Hostage?!
Just as the Soldiers were at a loss, Stryker's voice appeared in their earpieces.
"Don't hesitate! Fire and take him down! This is a life-and-death war!"
"Logan, it's your turn. That silver-haired kid's Ability is a bit strange, take him down first." Stryker said in a deep voice to Logan beside him.
Logan nodded, and his legs burst out with astonishing Strength, shooting out like a Cannon Shell. At the same time, six incredibly sharp Steel Claws popped out from Between the Fingers.
"Shetty! Can't you see I have a Hostage?" Looking at the bullets shooting towards him, Quicksilver cursed inwardly while retreating with the Old General, returning to Gambit's side.
"I'll deal with that guy with the long Claws." Deadpool, relying on his Undying Body, charged towards Logan while withstanding the bullet rain, and drew the two Long Sabers from behind his back, slashing towards Logan's Chest.
Logan's reaction was extremely quick. He crossed his arms to block, forcefully withstanding Deadpool's Attack.
"Old man, we meet again. Your Claws seem a bit different from before."
(End of this chapter)
"Impossible!" Gaston subconsciously retorted.
Soon, he realized he had lost his composure, so he took a deep breath and said calmly, "May I borrow the phone?"
"Please do." Xia Shang extended a hand, pointing to the black desk phone on the office desk.
"Thank you." Gaston, dressed in a well-fitting attire, quickly walked to the office desk and dialed a phone number unknown to outsiders.
About ten seconds later, President Nixon's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Hello, this is Nixon." At this moment, in the White House Presidential Office, a group of Senators and Representatives were arguing fiercely over Nixon's voluntary resignation, and their voices only quieted down when Nixon picked up the phone.
"Mr. President, it's me, Gaston. I'd like to ask if you were aware of Mr. Jervis dispatching a Supe Team to Three Mile Island."
"Yes, and I've already approved it." Three days ago, Nixon had privately called Xia Shang, proposing his desire to resign from the presidency. For a dignified retirement and a comfortable old age, the two agreed to cooperate. The agreement was that Xia Shang needed to "destroy" the key Evidence regarding the Watergate Scandal and absolutely prevent it from circulating.
What he had to do was, before leaving office, sell Trask Industries, which had an official background, to Xia Shang at a lower price. To put it plainly, it was a very simple official-business deal.
"I understand." Gaston said, feeling somewhat powerless. It was obvious that his Mr. President was already in cahoots with Mr. Jervis. Therefore, the most urgent matter was not to stop the Supe Team from landing on Three Mile Island, but to find a way to get this Mr. President out of office, because if things continued like this, the United States was very likely to become a United States of Mutants.
After Gaston hung up the phone, he left in a hurry.
***
On Three Mile Island in Pennsylvania, a tall and imposing figure was hovering above the Military Base. He wore a dark blue Suit, and under the strong high-altitude airflow, the Stars and Stripes cape on his back billowed and flapped loudly in the wind.
The man seemingly expressionlessly looked down, looking at the Army on the Ground that was standing by in full readiness, without saying a word.
For a moment, the Air seemed filled with a strong Gunpowder Smell.
"Is that Homelander, who is hailed as the Guardian God of Washington? He looks tricky, but if it's close Combat, I'm confident I can take him down." Standing beside Stryker, Wolverine Logan looked at the figure in the sky, narrowed his Eyes, and said, full of fighting spirit.
Just then, an Old General with a head full of white hair, holding a Microphone, shouted at Homelander, "I advise you to go back where you came from. If you dare to make a move, it's equivalent to declaring war on the United States. Our warships are approaching this sea area, loaded with Military Missiles. Even if you have the Man of Steel, you absolutely cannot withstand our conventional weapons."
However, facing his words, Homelander did not respond, seemingly waiting for something.
Just like that, the Atmosphere at the Scene became increasingly heavy. The Soldiers gripped their firearms in their hands, and nervousness was clearly visible in their eyes.
Finally, a faint whistling sound approached from far away, and an Airplane broke through the clouds, appearing in everyone's Line of Sight.
"Did the Government send people to support us?" Logan said in a low voice. Stryker shook his head, looking at the Airplane with a solemn Expression, and said, "That's a private Airplane. If I'm not mistaken, the people inside the Airplane should be Superheroes from Jie Er Company."
As expected, after the Airplane landed, Deadpool, wearing a tight Suit, walked towards the Army with an arrogant stride. Following him were Gambit, wearing a black hooded windbreaker and exposing his muscles, and Quicksilver, wearing casual Attire and chewing on a toothpick.
"Wow, this is exciting! This is the first time in my life I've had so many Gun Muzzles pointed at me." Quicksilver took out the toothpick and grinned playfully.
"Prepare to engage."
Stryker's Gaze was grim as he whispered into the Walkie-talkie in his hand.
"Fire!" Seeing Deadpool and the others walking towards them, the Old General, knowing the situation couldn't be resolved peacefully, gave the order without hesitation.
Instantly, countless bullets sprayed out from the Soldiers' Gun barrels.
Seeing this, Quicksilver calmly put on his Goggles and leisurely walked through the hail of bullets.
"A bit hot, huh?" He pushed aside the bullets in front of him and walked unhurriedly to the Soldiers, then in front of them, he disassembled the guns in their hands into a pile of parts. Because time seemed to be put on pause, the Gun parts floated as if losing gravity, only descending at an extremely slow speed.
Unfortunately, Quicksilver's Bullet Time couldn't last long. When he had disassembled most of the firearms, time returned to its normal flow. However, by this time, since the trajectory of most bullets had been adjusted, even if Deadpool and the others stood still, not a single bullet hit them, but whizzed past them.
"Tell them to put down their guns, or I'll kill you." A voice suddenly sounded in the Old General's earpiece. Unbeknownst to anyone, Quicksilver had somehow placed a Dagger against the Old General's Neck. The battle-hardened Old General had never experienced such a bizarre Scene. The Combat hadn't even started, and he, the commander, had been taken Hostage?!
Just as the Soldiers were at a loss, Stryker's voice appeared in their earpieces.
"Don't hesitate! Fire and take him down! This is a life-and-death war!"
"Logan, it's your turn. That silver-haired kid's Ability is a bit strange, take him down first." Stryker said in a deep voice to Logan beside him.
Logan nodded, and his legs burst out with astonishing Strength, shooting out like a Cannon Shell. At the same time, six incredibly sharp Steel Claws popped out from Between the Fingers.
"Shetty! Can't you see I have a Hostage?" Looking at the bullets shooting towards him, Quicksilver cursed inwardly while retreating with the Old General, returning to Gambit's side.
"I'll deal with that guy with the long Claws." Deadpool, relying on his Undying Body, charged towards Logan while withstanding the bullet rain, and drew the two Long Sabers from behind his back, slashing towards Logan's Chest.
Logan's reaction was extremely quick. He crossed his arms to block, forcefully withstanding Deadpool's Attack.
"Old man, we meet again. Your Claws seem a bit different from before."
(End of this chapter)
