Foundation: I am recruiting crickets from all dimensions to fight – Chapter 130

S.H.I.E.L.D.

The man’s words left the audience confused.

Only Nick Fury looked at the light screen with a gloomy expression.

The man’s words reminded him of the scene when O5 was attacked.

He stared at the screen intently.

A guess suddenly flashed through my mind.

His eyes widened immediately.

“Could it be that the infected and the Foundation’s rebels have joined forces?”

Thinking of this,

Gulp~

He swallowed subconsciously, and cold sweat immediately dripped from his forehead.

Just then,

The scene changed.

A ruined city filled with smoke appeared in the light curtain.

Old Vegas has been destroyed beyond recognition.

Obviously,

The infected people who have gained superpowers prefer destruction to construction.

D-77777, Monica.

A former D-class personnel and a guinea pig of the Foundation.

But now,

She has a new identity.

The Queen of Spades, the Baroness of Old Vegas.

Monica has accepted the role of totalitarian ruler forced upon her by the townspeople.

But she firmly rejected many of the special treatments that came with it.

She insisted on eating with others in the Oasis cafeteria and tried to eat with different people each time.

The restaurant followed the same rules as any other public dining location.

There are cliques, and it is common for circles to be isolated from each other.

There is no published decree requiring mutants and non-mutants to separate, but they often do so anyway.

Humanity continues to assert itself.

The Queen stood at the end of the hall with a tray in her hands, looking around.

Then we came to the last table.

The last table was occupied by just one person – Norman.

He was a confusing, horrible mess.

A disgusting fusion of flesh and exposed organs, suspended in mid-air, surrounded by dozens of lazily floating individual hands, each with an eye in the palm.

Parts of him kept moving in and out between visible space and warp space, thus appearing repeatedly.

19 Multiple copies of himself that he had seen before his mutation also occasionally appeared, suddenly appearing in space and then gradually disappearing.

Marvel Universe.

S.H.I.E.L.D.

After seeing this distorted infected person, even the knowledgeable Nick Fury couldn’t help but frown.

Because just looking at this guy for too long would give him a headache.

Because he looks like a pulsating mass of undifferentiated human flesh.

However, those copies holding hands that appeared from time to time felt somewhat familiar to him.

He subconsciously thought of another man in his forties who was infected by an experiment mentioned by Dr. Clef.

His eyes were shocked.

Could it be him?

In the screen,

Monica approached the table and entered the outer orbit of the floating hands, some of which turned and looked at her with colorful eyes.

As she approached, no hands touched her—they disappeared before they could make contact with her.

She placed the tray directly in front of a blurry, out-of-focus replica of him, then sat down and looked it in the eyes.

“How are you today, Norman?”

There was a brief silence.

The replica’s empty eyes looked into hers but didn’t meet her gaze, and Monica felt a strange pulse spread through her body.

[I am fine. Today’s wind is full of information and secrets.]

Norman’s voice.

It was hard to hear, if it could be called that.

He speaks with many voices simultaneously, sometimes conveying meaning by injecting images or feelings directly into other people’s minds when words cannot adequately express it.

It was extremely surreal and even disturbing at times, but Monica was used to it.

Doing her best to stay calm, she nodded, keeping her eyes on the tray so as not to look at the dead-eyed replica in front of her.

“You should come to me more often, Norman. You don’t have to hide from us and be a stranger. You’re in a worse situation than the rest of us, but we’ve all changed, too. We can at least offer a little sympathy.”

She was sincere: “You are valued, not just as a tactical asset, but as a person. You don’t have to be alone. You have a big family right here. You just have to give us a chance.”

A ray of sunshine pierced through the dark clouds in Monica’s mind.

She smelled the breeze and heard the trees rustling proudly.

[That makes me feel better. You are who you are for a reason, Monica. So do I. But it’s nice to know that of all people you got what you deserved. I—]

Norman suddenly stopped moving.

Every part of him came to a sudden stop.

No jumps, no drifts, no appearing or disappearing.

Perfect silence.

He remained silent.

Monica opened her mouth to ask him what was wrong, but he cut her off.

Lightning and thunder were racing in her mind.

Images of horror, agony, and chaos flashed uncontrollably across her vision.

His voice was as loud as thunder, exploding in the minds of everyone in the Oasis at the same time.

The cool blue light from Norman turned into a torturous red.

[Soldiers. Hundreds of them. Enter the ruins area from the west gate. Guns. Armor. War machines. It’s the Foundation.]

[They are coming for us. Their commander intends to capture the citizens of Old Vegas and kill anyone who resists. We must defend. We must defend our home! Now!]

Hearing this,

Not only did the picture suddenly become quiet,

The audience who were just discussing the matter were also shocked!

The Foundation is coming?

In the screen,

The crowd in the cafeteria began to stir.

The place was bustling with people.

People were confused and increasingly panicked.

Norman spoke directly to Monica.

I will provide a telepathic communications network. Command your defenders by thinking to me; I will enter and read the minds of your enemies. But first I will banish their helicopters from my skies. Be strong, my queen. Lead us to victory.

Norman disappeared.

“FK!”

Monica pounded her fist on the table and stood up.

The room immediately quieted down to hear her speak.

“All combatants report to the battle station! Squad leaders, use Norman to coordinate your forces and call all defense personnel to the west gate!”

“Maintenance Team, dig back two hundred yards from 55th Street and destroy the road; stop those damn tanks!”

“Ghost, get over there and keep an eye out for intruders; report back to me every ten fucking minutes.”

“Battle Team get on top of the fucking and get into square formation!”

“This isn’t a drill anymore, guys!”

“Let’s tell these wimpy Foundation bastards why you can’t take down Old Vegas!”

The room erupted in a roar of defiance, a sound deafening enough to shake the concrete and rock the heart of the Foundation.

Then,

The Foundation emerged.

The audience in the chat group felt a little conflicted at this moment.

There is anticipation and excitement for the impending battle between the Foundation and the Superpower Alliance.

And with an indescribable feeling.

In the picture.

Monica stood at the end of 55th Street, watching the Foundation troops file in and take up battle formation.

They did not open fire.

She called up a hedgerow of artillery behind her, engaging the black-uniformed soldiers.

They have three times the number of defenders in Old Vegas.

They stood in a row wearing thick armor and gas masks.

Their tanks, heavy and heavily armored, sat at the end of the block, unable to fit through the wide cracks gouged in the sidewalk.

Monica’s gaze did not linger on these soldiers.

She was looking for the two people who had cornered her before.

She was doomed to be disappointed.

Because she saw more than two.

The other side.

“Tsk tsk, it’s only been a month since we last met, and this girl has become the queen!”

Deadpool looked at Monica in the crowd and was amazed.

“Hmm~ And these infected people, to be honest, they remind me of my compatriots – mutants.”

Zhang Chulan stabbed him: “Then why don’t you join them?” (To read the exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

“Tsk, I’m not like those rebellious idiots who can’t tell who is the big king and who is the small king.”

He looked at Titus, Kratos and others beside him and said, “Hey, don’t be too reluctant to do it later.”

Titus glanced at him sideways, but said nothing.

Kratos grinned: “Don’t worry, I’m not old yet!”

Zeus, who was cueed, crossed his arms and snorted coldly.

The last time he returned home to visit his family, he turned almost the entire Mount Olympus upside down, but still found no trace of Kratos and his mother.

This made Zeus almost certain that this guy was not his own.

Therefore, the hostility towards him was less.

But the two still confronted each other.

So he said proudly: “I will let them see the wrath of the God King!”

While everyone was discussing,

The commander of this operation walked to the front.

“Attention, mutants and mutant sympathizers.”

The commander said loudly:

“We come to you today with heavy hearts. The Foundation cannot allow the Inhuman infection to continue to spread. For the good of all humanity, we ask that all mutants present lay down their weapons and surrender, and be contained for their own safety and the safety of the world.”[]

At this point, his tone became serious: “I don’t think I need to explain what will happen if you choose to resist. For the benefit of all mankind, make the right choice and let go.”

Monica, the Queen of Spades and Mayor of Old Vegas, stands in the front, with her people behind her.

One of them had a layer of constantly changing and flowing stone on his body, and he punched his fists together with a loud noise.

His engineers shouted, the earth rumbling beneath their feet.

The ogre roared and swung his massive steel club to the ground, smashing the pavement into pieces.

The mutant defenders behind his huge red body shouted along with him.

Norman hovered grimly above them,

He looked down with hundreds of eyes, providing the defenders with the innermost plans of the Queen, the Commander,

They are a closely united whole.

And Jack was behind her, quietly planning his plan.

He aimed his assault rifle directly at the Foundation Commander’s head.

finally,

Monica spoke up.

Have Norman broadcast her words directly into the minds of Foundation soldiers.

“We will never submit to your tyranny!”

“We may be different, but we are still human, and we will fight to the death for our right to be free!”

Monica suddenly raised her voice.

“Come on, bring your hatred!”

“Come and conquer us!”

“Attack us, enemies of freedom, and let you know that we will not yield!”

“We will keep you out! We are the Free Federation of Vegas, and we will not! Back! A step!”

Free men and women, shouting their pride, their desire for life and their right to live it well, stood tall on their own land.

And Monica let herself be guided by the hearts of her people,

Her soul was forged into the shape of the tools they needed to defend their homes and lives from those who would take them away.

At this moment,

The entire universe was silent.

The audience in the chat group looked at the two teams facing each other in astonishment.

Suddenly I felt that

Things didn’t seem to be developing as they expected.

At this moment,

Countless viewers looked towards Foundation 373.

They want to know what the foundation will do and choose in the face of such a situation.

But obviously,

The Foundation’s attitude towards the anomaly has not and will never change.

control!

Contain!

Protect!

Then, accompanied by a gunshot,

The battle between the Foundation and mutants has finally begun.

Among the staff,

Kratos roared first, and the Chaos Blade in his hand burst into flames.

Swish!

He suddenly leaped up and slashed at a huge mutant with his two blades.

The mutant roared and raised his giant claws to resist, but was knocked back repeatedly by Kratos’ power.

Kratos showed no mercy and slashed continuously.

Boom!

Boom!

The violent flames intertwined with flesh and blood, and the air was filled with a burnt smell.

at the same time,

Titus calmly raised his bolter and aimed at a mutant who was releasing an energy wave.

Bang!

The bullet whizzed out and hit the target’s head accurately.

However,

The mutant did not fall down, but instead split into several small individuals and quickly approached Titus.

Titus frowned and quickly switched weapons, the chainsword in his hand roaring.

He stepped forward, his sword cutting through the air,

Swish, swish, swish!

All I heard was the sound of flesh being torn apart.

Those small individuals were killed one by one.

In the sky,

Zeus stood suspended, his hands raised high,

Crack!

Countless thunders exploded above him.

I saw him pressing hard with one hand and both hands!

Crack!

Lightning rained down, striking several mutants capable of flight as they tried to attack him.

Their bodies twitched in the electric light and finally turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Zeus’ eyes flashed with majesty and anger, and his voice resounded through the battlefield like thunder:

“How dare a mortal challenge the majesty of God!”

Above the ground,

Dante seemed at ease.

He held the Rebellion Blade in his hand and had his signature smile on his face.

A very fast mutant suddenly jumped out of the shadows, claws going straight for his throat.

Dante dodged easily by leaning sideways and stabbed the opponent in the chest with his backhand.

He whistled and said jokingly, “Hey, man, you’re not fast enough!”

Next,

He switched to dual guns.

Da da da!

Bullets rained down like raindrops, forcing back several mutants who tried to get closer.

Zhang Chulan, Jinx, Aquaman, Master Chief

These battle-hardened warriors howled and roared

Various sounds intertwined to form a violent symphony.

Monica looked at her people falling one after another, feeling grief-stricken and angry.

Then she stretched a hand toward the sky and remained still, calling upon her deathblow.

“Amazing!”.