Chapter 114 General Zod: Ugh! It stinks!
Boom!!!
The battle between the four Kryptonians destroyed the world.
Chen Tao sat in the cabin of the invisible aircraft, quietly listening to the military channel being tapped from the microphone in front of him.
"I am Colonel Hardy, the air commander."
Dozens of jet fighters roared off from the military base, representing the top air force of mankind.
Colonel Hardy sat in the armed helicopter behind.
"We have confirmed, contacted, and observed the targets we are about to approach in advance. They are very dangerous, and we can use lethal weapons."
"Received, Guardian, we are approaching the target."
"This is Thunderbolt 11, and 4 targets have been locked."
The pilot pressed his finger on the firing port of the machine gun.
"Fire!"
Da da da da da!
The deafening sound of the cannon, even through the radio broadcast, was still extremely noisy. Chen Tao lowered the volume of the microphone, then he turned his head and looked at the screen, and the four Kryptonians fighting each other disappeared in the violent explosion.
"Thunder 11, great job!"
"We have destroyed the target."
Chen Tao listened silently. Destroy? How is that possible.
"No, attack again immediately."
"Received, Guardian, prepare for a second attack."
"No, wait! Thunder 11, quickly eject and escape!"
"No! No! What kind of monster is this, he jumped onto our plane, he is tearing our plane apart... Damn it, don't--"
Boom!
"Thunder 11? Thunder 11?"
"Guardian, we are fine. It's Superman, he just knocked the Kryptonian away and removed the escape pod from the plane, we are not dead, God! Thank Jesus, thank Superman!"
"No--this is Thunder 12, a Kryptonian appears, repeat, on our wing--"
Boom!
"This is Thunderbolt 13, 12 has crashed, Superman is being beaten by two other Kryptonians, and one Kryptonian is attacking us - Superman is not in a good situation, and neither are we. Fire! Fire! Fire!"
"No, he jumped onto our plane, and the wing was broken--"
Then there was a noisy sound of wind in the communicator, as if the ceiling of the cockpit was directly opened.
"God bless America."
Boom!
Chen Tao stood up: "Alfred, prepare the kryptonite armor. Damn, Superman with buffs can't beat Zod and the other three, right?"
"Guardian calling Thunderbolt 13, calling Thunderbolt 14! Is there anyone? Can anyone respond to me?"
Colonel Hardy resisted the urge to throw the microphone away.
He walked directly to the cockpit and said to the pilot: "Drive directly to the scene!"
"What did you say, Colonel? Isn't this..." The pilot was forced back by Colonel Hardy's eyes before he finished speaking.
"This is Thunder 18... Wait! We... We found a civilian! He is driving along the road towards the battlefield."
"What?" Colonel Hardy turned his head suddenly: "Are the evacuation troops on the ground idiots? It's ok that the people in the town have not been evacuated yet, but they actually let civilians cross the checkpoints to reach the battlefield?
"No... It doesn't seem to be, Guardian! All the soldiers at the checkpoints along the way were knocked down!"
"What did you say? Are you kidding? They are fully armed. What did the civilian use to knock them down?"
There was silence on the other end of the radio for a while.
"It was fists, Colonel, she used fists!"
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"Calm down, Kal-El! You——"
Before General Zod could finish his words, he was grabbed and knocked away by the furious Clark. The two of them disappeared into the sky like comets, and then fell heavily into the fields, and the crops were thrown into the sky like weeds.
"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you all—you bastards, you inhuman scum—"
Clark grabbed his head and pressed him to the ground, pressing him deep into the soil like a plow blade.
The babysitter Clark had completely lost his mind.
He rode on General Zod's body, punching again and again, and each punch caused a terrifying pit to explode under the two of them, and the soil flew high into the sky, covering the sky and the sun.
"How dare you——"
Boom!
"...Oh, Clark, you can be whatever you want..."
"How dare you——"
Boom!
"...Oh, look, my good boy. If Jonathan could see you now, how happy he would be..."
"Kill--"
"...Nothing, Clark, I'm just afraid...Afraid they would separate us."
Boom!
"...Oh, Mom, I'm not going anywhere..."
Boom!
"...Mr. Wayne, I decided to go to Black Zero. They are my people. Maybe I can...But I still want to try anyway. Maybe I can persuade General Zod..."
"My mom!!!"
"No! No! It shouldn't be like this, no!!!"
The sky collapsed, and the clouds in the sky seemed to droop with Superman's extreme anger.
The huge impact made the whole earth tremble. Zod was hit by his heavy punch and could only hold his head with both hands. Then, Superman, who was furious and lost his mind, forced his arms apart with his arms. Then Zod was dumbfounded to see the other party opened his mouth like crazy and bit his mask.
An extreme stench seeped through the mask from between the other party's lips and teeth, and Zod vomited on the spot.
The vomit that needed mosaics kept spraying out of his mouth, and then jumped repeatedly in the mask under the effect of the damn gravity.
And this damn mask has a small-scale automatic repair function, so all the vomit was trapped in it, not a drop flowed out, and it was repeatedly smeared on Zod's face and rubbed evenly.
"Ugh!"
Zod vomited again. This was completely physiological nausea. The brain was shaking and the stomach was cramping. The intense stench made him lose the last bit of resistance.
The two of them flew from Kent Farm to the town and landed in a gas station. There was a huge explosion, and both of them became rolling gourds.
"You..."
General Zod stood up unsteadily. He tore off the mask with all his might. A large mass of disgusting vomit fell to the ground along with the softened mask that looked like plastic wrap.
General Zod took off his cloak that was still burning and stained with flames, slapped the fire out with force, and then wiped off all the vomit stuck on his eyebrows.
"Ugh! Ugh!"
He retched twice more, and then when he came to his senses, the next second, countless huge noises and noises invaded his brain, causing him to kneel on the ground in pain.
He barely turned over, and in the world of intense blur and distortion, Zod saw the figure with red eyes...
Flying from the sky like a demon.
"Listen to me, Kal-El--"
The high-temperature red light sprayed down like a hurricane, and General Zod barely turned over a few times to avoid it. He stood there staggeringly, barely enduring all kinds of sensory interference while reaching out his hand.
"That's enough, you--"
But he didn't have the chance to finish a complete sentence. The red and blue Superman appeared in front of him in an instant. A shock wave caused by a close contact between his fist and face exploded on his cheek, shattering the glass of the buildings around the town. He didn't even grunt, and then rolled out like a tattered rag doll.
Clark was about to follow, and then he found himself being hugged from behind.
Another Kryptonian, the big guy Ek, followed and tried to rush up to protect his general.
He lowered his body and hugged Clark's waist. Clark lifted his hips and subconsciously punched him hard.
But this posture was awkward after all, and Clark didn't know the wrestling skills that should be used in close combat.
The big guy Ek barely turned around, and his tall stature and strong physique made the punch fall on the tense thigh muscles, but then he couldn't control himself at all and was torn off his body like clothes by Clark.
Ek used at least seven or eight force-relieving postures engraved in his DNA in the previous moment. These moves were completely a one-two punch. It should have been almost impossible to pull away from him in this position.
But such a miracle was performed in front of him, without any skills, just pure brute force.
Zod never thought that this naturally born small town boy would be so strong.
"You--"
Endless red light of destruction rushed out from the eyes of the red and blue figure. The big guy Ike screamed in pain. He punched Superman in the cheek, but only made the other party tilt his head.
Didi didi-boom!
The slanted heat vision directly passed over a small hill next to the town, and then the mountain collapsed like a cut cake.
"Let go, let go, let go--ah!!"
He punched Superman in the face one by one, but it was always in vain. Superman hit his fist with a headbutt, and then there was a crisp creaking sound. Kryptonian Ek's fist, which could not be penetrated by machine guns, collapsed softly and drooped on his wrist.
Ek punched and kicked, but the attacking limbs were broken in an instant.
Superman grabbed him and lifted him above his head.
Then he was knocked out by General Zod. It was a concrete ground, but it was like water. Countless steel and concrete were cracked by the tremendous force. The steel grid embedded under the road surface conducted the force, causing half of the street to turn over.
Seeing General Zod's face, Superman's devil-like twisted face showed deep hatred.
"Stop, your mother is still alive!"
Hearing this, the majestic malice on Clark's face suddenly paused.
General Zod took a deep breath. Without the hood, the intense sensory stimulation was still interfering with his brain, but the matter in front of him was more important.
He overcame all of this with his strong willpower, and then continued:
"Pretending to be you..."
Zod wanted to say your mother, but he always felt that it was a bit weird, so he changed his words:
"The creature your foster mother is like is similar to your mother at the DNA level, but that thing is obviously not a human."
He raised his wrist and projected a holographic image, which was the scene where Martha had just been openly pouring out her heart and soul in front of them, opening her mind, and framing them.
"So unless your adoptive mother can open her chest, no matter what it is, it will never be what you think. I didn't kill your mother, and she is very likely alive now."
"After all, I just want the Code of Life. Why would I kill your mother?" Zod felt a little cowardly after he finished speaking, but he quickly adjusted his mentality and pretended that nothing had happened.
The red light in Clark's eyes slowly dissipated. He regained his sanity and cried with joy.
At that moment, spring was warm and the sky was clear. A ray of sunlight sprinkled on Clark's head from the gap between the broken walls and arms, turning the devil into an angel.
Then the next second, Zod punched the angel in the face. Clark spun up into the sky and then fell on the other side of the long street.
General Zod broke through the roof, landed in front of him, and stepped on his chest.
Without the blood rage buff, Clark, whose mind was full of his mother, relaxed all his muscles and was immediately suppressed by Zod.
Bang!
With a crisp bang, Zod's fist hit Clark's forehead, making a loud sound like beating a drum.
"Are you happy to fight? Are you very happy to fight? Now it's Zod's turn!"
Zod's continuous fists fell like raindrops: "What else do you have? What else can you do?"
Finally...
It's finally General Zod's turn to fight back! Even with General Zod's scheming, he was actually a little excited at this moment.
He has already felt that the balance of the battle is tilting. Such a tortuous battle process, finally! Finally, it was his turn to win——
"Yes."
Clark, who was beaten a little angry, took a step back. He touched the corner of his swollen mouth, and then used his brain that finally regained its rationality to control his arm and took out a stink grenade given by Batman from his belt.
He let out a strange cry that scared General Zod.
"Ha!"
The stink bomb flew out of his hand.
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I am Sandra Wushan, and I am called Ms. Shiva, which means "destruction".
This is almost the highest honor a martial arts master can get.
Flame, breeze, sulfur smell, and the strange smell of burnt corpses.
For modern people, such a smell is almost impossible to smell in a lifetime, but I have long been accustomed to it.
I injected venom, a solvent that can strengthen the body.
People who have not injected venom may find it difficult to understand the withdrawal reaction and pain of venom.
It's like the body is rejecting the soul, like using a rusty sharp blade or other sharp weapons to peel the soul out bit by bit.
But this pain is nothing to me.
Many people always doubt why the strongest person in the world is an Asian woman born in a small fishing village in Chaoxian. They don't want to accept it, they don't want to believe it.
But this is the fact.
I am the fact.
A breeze blew, and the air was filled with the breath of danger.
Fiora carried a corpse and turned her head suddenly. Her cells were warning it, and her fighting instinct was wailing, shouting to her Kryptonian brain because she had encountered a stronger martial artist.
When Fiora saw Ms. Shiva for the first time, she couldn't help but attack in the first second.
This was not because of the strong body that swelled up due to the injection of venom, nor was it because she wanted to clean up the last living person on the scene.
But because of fear.
This was because of the fear of discovering another person who was several times stronger than her at the level of [Martial Arts]!
At that moment, at the moment when the human limit could not react, her fist exceeded the speed of sound!
This is the ultimate violence that abandons all boxing theories. Even the martial arts postures engraved in DNA surrender to this biological instinct.
With the reaction speed of humans on Earth, it is impossible to react -
Dodge!
Without any nonsense, Fiora immediately felt a punch in her face. The continuous punches like raindrops immediately knocked Fiora back.
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"Conventional weapons can't work on these Kryptonians at all."
General Sam Ryan walked into the conference room and saw countless stereo images in place.
An official said: "Lex Luthor, maybe we should activate the parasite?"
He asked: "Can you let John Cobain drive that newly created armor and really defeat the Kryptonians?"