dmims Chapter 275 First Battle a Success!
Chapter 275 First Battle a Success!
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It was relatively tidy, but large areas of the city were already covered in ruins.
Seoul, South Korea, a city renowned worldwide, is experiencing the growing pains it must endure today.
There's no way around it; as one of the cities where heroes are bound to be based, the number of superpowered individuals here is definitely greater than in other places.
This caused a hammer to unexpectedly veer off course when it fell to the east, landing here and randomly selecting a "lucky" friend to become its messenger.
I guess so.
The strength of this Heavenly Hammer Envoy is just so-so.
"A spirit soaring to the heavens—!!"
Lin Lie, who had been holding his breath and concentrating, had completely abandoned the burden of being a sword immortal.
After repeatedly using the Fuxi Sword without being given any respect, he angrily threw it away. He then tied a headscarf around his head, the white cloth fluttering in the wind, making him look like a martial arts master, with a touch of chivalrous spirit!
He took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and his body was surrounded by a surge of energy like a dragon.
In the next instant, he shot out like a cannonball, his fists flashing like mountains, launching a fierce attack and directly pulling his opponent into his rhythm.
As for the rest, it's just a matter of constantly feeding them moves, feeding them moves, and feeding them moves again!
Every punch lands squarely.
The Heavenly Hammer Envoy roared and swung his warhammer, unleashing a dark red energy wave that swept across the area. However, Lin Lie dodged to the side and closed in on him.
His fists rained down on his opponent, each impact producing a dull thud that shook the surrounding air.
Blood had seeped from the bandaged fist—some of his own, some of his enemies'.
After the heroes cleared away the surrounding ruins and rescued all the trapped people, they couldn't help but take a deep breath as they looked at Iron Fist Lin Lie, who was getting better and better, and exchanged a "this kid is good" look.
Li Feng stood on the roof of a collapsed building, nodding in satisfaction.
The longsword in his hand gleamed coldly in the sunlight—
But he noticed that the sword seemed to be trembling slightly, emitting a faint groan, like an old dog abandoned by its master, carrying a kind of aggrieved anger, yet helpless.
Li Feng gently patted the hilt of his sword and whispered something.
The cyclone raged wildly in the air, and with each flick of her wrists, streams of air swept outwards like living things. The entire group of Hydra soldiers around her were blown to the heavens—
Some people were hanging from tree branches, some were embedded in the cracks of the ruins, and some were even sent flying across three streets and crashed into a fried chicken shop that was open for business.
At the same time, Li Feng also used the ruins at the scene to unleash the firepower of an army with just one gun.
He didn't pull the trigger quickly, but each bullet he fired precisely exploded into a fireball within the enemy ranks—
Every bullet fired is a small bomb!
Not to mention the South Korean military, which had already been lobbyed, and immediately followed suit.
Under the leadership of Li Feng, an Asian, they managed to create a "Resist America, Aid Korea" momentum.
After all, Red Skull is considered an iconic American villain, so no one feels too guilty about fighting him.
During the battle, thanks to the intelligence provided by White Fox in advance, the battle was fought with ease.
Lin Lie felt that every punch he threw was becoming more and more natural.
If you give him a chance to get the opponent into your rhythm, he's 100% confident he can shoot down anything, even if it's flying in the sky.
"Ora ora ora ora—!"
"Ada ada ada ada—!"
Under a barrage of punches and kicks, the Heavenly Hammer Envoy's defense finally developed a fatal flaw.
Lin Lie's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly swept out with his right leg, kicking the warhammer in the opponent's hand away.
The dark red hammer traced an arc in the air before tumbling and crashing into the rubble with a dull thud.
Lin Lie, catching his breath, immediately called out another person's name loudly.
"Shang Qi!"
Before the words were even finished, a figure that had been hidden in the shadows finally emerged.
In the instant the warhammer was blasted away, Shang-Chi slid across the ground, performing a split as if skating silently, and instantly circled behind the Skyhammer Messenger.
His movements were as fluid as a venomous snake lurking in wait, or as silent as a gust of wind.
Then, he formed a mudra with his hands.
The "qi" in the body surges through the meridians, like rivers flowing into the sea, and quickly pours into the ten rings!
The ten seemingly ordinary metal rings suddenly lit up with a dazzling light and emitted a deep hum, as if responding to their owner's call.
Shang-Chi took a deep breath and suddenly swung both palms forward.
"puff--"
A dull, penetrating sound.
A huge, gaping hole was starkly visible in the enemy's chest, still dripping deep blood, making it look particularly gruesome.
The Heavenly Hammer Messenger's eyes widened, his lips parted as if he wanted to say something, but he only managed to utter a muffled gurgling sound. Then, his entire weight suddenly vanished, and he collapsed to his knees like a falling stone statue.
However, everyone already knew that this person was not a hero, but a villain in prison who just happened to be chosen by Skyhammer to become an emissary.
Therefore, there was no psychological burden whatsoever.
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They're not heroes who follow a "no-kill" principle. Besides, this is Marvel, not DC.
As for the Iron Spider—Amadeus Zhao—he figured everyone could handle it and didn't bother to join in the fun.
Instead, he directly controlled the robotic arm to remotely pick up the hammer that had been kicked away, carefully placed it into a specially made sealed container, and then began recording the strange pheromones on the hammer, muttering incantations as he analyzed some spectral data.
"Yes! We won! Hooray! Hooray!"
The South Korean soldiers who had won the victory under Li Feng's leadership raised their weapons and cheered excitedly.
Some people took off their helmets and threw them into the air, some patted each other on the shoulder, and some squatted on the ground panting heavily, but their faces wore smiles of relief after surviving a disaster.
They never imagined that at least half of the US troops stationed in South Korea were actually Hydra agents.
This truly validates Hydra's prophecy that "if you cut off one head, two heads will grow back."
But isn't this number a bit too exaggerated?
Because they were US troops stationed in South Korea, most of the South Korean troops were caught off guard when the fighting started and were wiped out in one fell swoop.
Although they launched a counterattack later at the government's request, they were unable to maintain their original fighting strength due to the lack of a qualified leader and their long-standing resentment towards their superiors.
Until Li Feng arrived.
He dragged an old man from the opposite side out and beat him up in front of everyone.
The old geezer was beaten black and blue, but he was still shouting things like "divine intervention"—
Nobody understands it either.
But I heard that Li Feng participated in the Korean War in the 1950s.
The South Korean officer he was pinning to the ground and hammering was someone he had once captured.
All I can say is that it's all fate.
Furthermore, with the powerful motherland behind them, the Super Soldier Corps naturally had enough confidence to ask the motherland for all the assistance they could get.
As for what happens next, everything is simple.
Hanlu had already bribed most of the newspapers.
Even if he can't bribe them, he can brainwash them—well, the result is pretty much the same anyway.
In the blink of an eye, a flood of news came in like a tidal wave: there were touching stories of Asians protecting Asia, resounding slogans of "Americans get out of Asia," and all sorts of egregious incidents involving US troops stationed in South Korea were exposed at high speed.
Although everyone has long been aware of all this without saying a word, and has even silently endured it for many years.
But as soon as the fire was ignited, everyone exploded—
Damn it, we used to support you guys because you could protect us, so we just let it go for a while.
But now that the fighting has started, not only do you not protect us, you're the first to attack us?
Then why should we support you?
The current situation is: the public is very angry, the military is very angry, and those in power are at a loss.
As for those tycoons...
He's getting beaten up.
I originally wanted to ask my father in the United States for help, but I didn't expect that he was still too busy to take care of himself and the entire government system was about to collapse.
The giant serpent Kur is spreading its tyranny across the North American continent.
Left with no other choice, in just a few short days, the political winds of South Korea instantly began to shift in favor of a certain mysterious Eastern power.
What the hell.
It's so dark.
Hanlu, after reading the newspaper, inwardly scorned the despicable faces of these people while unabashedly accepting the cheers of countless people outside the sightseeing bus.
Outside the car window, the streets of Seoul were filled with crowds waving flags.
Some people were shouting "Thank you," some were shouting "Long live the Super Soldier Company," and others were shouting Korean slogans that Hanlu couldn't quite understand.
Several young girls held up a banner written in Chinese, with the words "Eastern Heroes Are So Handsome" written crookedly, and a radical was missing in the middle.
Hanlu waved towards the window, which elicited an even more frantic scream.
Inside the vehicle, the members of the Super Soldier Squad, who had already made a significant appearance, displayed a variety of expressions.
He smiled憨厚ly and posed for photos with the crowd. The second and fourth brothers leaned against the car window, watching the commotion outside while whispering to each other.
Lin Lie sat down in his seat with great interest, looking at his hands over and over.
Those fists were already wrapped in bandages, and a patch of crimson blood seeped from the joints.
He tried clenching his fist, then releasing it, then clenching it again, his eyes filled with the excitement of a child who had received a new toy.
It seems that fighting bare-handed allows me to exert more force.
As for that sword...
Hanlu glanced at the Fuxi Sword, which Lin Lie had casually tossed into a corner, and shook her head with a sigh.
Damn it, why does he feel like he's trying to set up a couple who're having a fight?
Both sides were at odds; one was so angry that it threw itself away, while the other was so aggrieved that it was buzzing and trembling.
But...
Hanlu withdrew her gaze. He crossed his legs, leaned back in his chair, and smiled slightly.
I don't care.
As long as they can fight, that's fine.
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