Martin Variety in American Comics

With the help of the member who could control the electric signal, the six members of the action team finally gathered together. They hid in a building with few people and struggled to resist the unidentified enemies.

"Get out of here!"

The physically strengthened team member punched the enemy who wanted to rush in through the window.

His fist was as hard as steel. The helmet on the opponent's head was directly broken into eight pieces. The blood spurting from the head directly dyed the mask red. The head tilted and fell to the ground. He was probably dead.

These specially selected teams knew their duties, and they knew that the person who prevented them from approaching the assassin was a traitor who surrendered to Apocalypse, so they did not show any mercy when they attacked.

And those unknown armed enemies did not make any sound throughout the whole process. They were like robots, following a certain logic, trying to rush into the building from all directions and catch these people.

"Are these things really alive?"

The members of the action team held the latest weapon developed by the Justice League, which was a modular weapon similar to a briefcase. The barrel and core trigger can be replaced at any time to fire matter and energy bullets.

Of course, the material used to make this weapon is a special alloy synthesized with the help of alien technology, and the structure of the energy module is also the same.

After the action team determined that there were many opponents, they were able to replace the magazine with a can filled with red energy liquid. Just a small can was enough to support them to shoot thousands of plasma balls, which could easily penetrate the bodies of those mysterious people.

Although the action team felt that this guy who seemed to have no emotions was not a human, when they fell to the ground, they did bleed red blood.

"Martian Hunter, what should we do now?"

None of the members of the action team were afraid, even though the opponents seemed to have a large number of people and their abilities did not exceed the scope of humans.

But the people trained by the plan jointly developed by the best tacticians of the Justice League did not lack the courage to challenge difficulties.

What made them anxious was that the mission target was likely to escape.

This mission was not only the first mission of the combat team, but also a great opportunity to catch those traitors.

Everyone knew that the threat of Apocalypse was imminent, so it was inevitable to catch these traitors.

"Don't worry, the target not only did not escape, but took off his disguise and moved openly in the city."

The voice of Martian Hunter sounded in the ears of the members of the executive government, reminding them: "You move to the roof now, someone will pick you up there."

None of the members of the action team asked questions. After hearing Martian Hunter's order, they began to move, fighting and retreating, and moving to the roof.

Martian Hunter was suspended at a height of 100 meters, listening to the messy sounds in the city, his thoughts had drifted to a farther place, and he probably guessed the purpose of these people.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hands, and his mental power took his thoughts as the starting point, through his palms, and turned into waves of invisible waves, pressing down layer by layer, directly covering the hotel where the action team was hiding.

Although Martian Hunter has post-traumatic stress syndrome, is afraid of fire, and cannot enter the city that has become a battlefield, his mental power itself is one of the most incredible powers in the universe. Even at a distance of 100 meters, he can still exert 100% of his ability.

Those wild grasses like spring wilderness awakened, emerged from the ground one after another, rushed to the hotel, seemingly cold and mechanical, but able to cooperate in a simple way.

They were like a black tide, layer upon layer, wrapping the entire hotel in it, showing ferocious fangs and rushing towards the six members of the action team.

Just as they were about to rush to the roof, invisible spiritual power descended from the sky and directly knocked all the enemies into the ground.

Pieces of stones that were broken by artillery fire were transported by Martian hunters and pressed on those people, weighing tens of tons. No matter how those guys struggled, they could not turn over in a short time.

Then, the member who could control electronic signals controlled dozens of small drones and launched an attack from the air to prevent the enemy from approaching the hotel.

Although these drones are small in size, they are equipped with high-energy propellants, which can spray high-temperature and highly penetrating lasers, as well as a large amount of plasma, which directly turned the surroundings of the hotel into a minefield.

Even if the puppets created by the traitors were not afraid of death, their bodies could not withstand the destruction of these high-energy energies. After forcibly rushing into the hotel for a few steps, they became crippled without arms and legs.

"Be careful, enemy aircraft air strikes!"

Mars Hunter sensed the danger and reminded the members controlling the drones to be careful of the attack.

The next moment, a squadron of medium-sized fighters roared over the city, passing low, releasing fragments with dazzling light, directly disrupting the city's electronic communication signals.

Then, those fighters began to carry out air strikes on key targets in the city, and then more helicopters swept the ground.

The hotel where the Justice League team was located was the focus of the attack by those helicopters. They shot down the outer drones with machine guns, and then directly launched rockets to attack the roof of the hotel.

"What a hell!"

Mars Hunter felt that his IQ was insulted when he saw these planes.

He never doubted that the enemy could use air power, but it was definitely not these fighters and helicopters in front of him.

If the traitors who surrender to Tianqixing have the ability to make a large number of fighters and do what they do in the dark, can they simply unify the world?

"Whether it is those who can make fighters by themselves or have their cooperatives nearby military bases, it is not good news for us!"

When the Mars hunter murmured, he held his hands tightly. All the attacks on the hotel, whether it was a bullet or a shell, stopped in the air, as if solidified in the air.

"The target appears, the target appears, and the solidarity gasoline bomb!"

When the Mars hunter heard the news in the fighter communication system, he secretly said in secret, dragging his hands backwards, and those bullet shells rebounded back.

The fighter squadron has already been raised, but the helicopter could not rise quickly. Even if the person who drove the helicopter flew out the best level in this life, he could not avoid it. All of them were all black smoke, fell on the ground, and no one lived.

boom--

The climbing fighter launched a gasoline bomb with special fuel, and it had exploded in the air to form a fire wall, covering all the surrounding airspace in it.

"Despicable little man!"

When the Martian thunder saw the flames approaching around, the painful memories emerged again, and the invisible could no longer be maintained. The real body appeared in the air, and shaking it to the ground.

He stretched out his hands and grabbed his neck, as if he was disgusted with wrapping, but he couldn't breathe trapped. The calm face began to twist, and he fell to the ground without being truly hurt.

"No, no, no, stay away from me. Don't leave"

"Run!"

Mars hunter fell to the ground, and the flames guided by the fighter were in shape. He chased him tightly and let his psychological disease erupt.

His hallucinations began to appear in front of him, and the tragic situation of his family and clan emerged one by one, and the bloody hell of Mars stretched his throat again.

The spiritual power was out of control, the body of the Mars hunter began to heat up, and for a few seconds of kung fu, these calories turned into flames to wrap him.

"ah--"

Mars hunter fell to the ground, and the body pain burned by the flame stimulated the painful memories of the past.

He struggled to get rid of this pain, rolling on the ground, and the screams of uncontrolled, and went to the end a little.

At this moment, the sound of the roaring engine suddenly sounded, and the red sports car suddenly entered the battlefield like lightning, flexibly bypass those collapsed houses, and rushed directly to the Mars hunter.

"Unknown vehicles appear, start attacking. Repeat once, start attacking, unlimited firepower, you must kill that alien!"

All fighters flying in the sky received the command and turned on the fire restriction. All radar locked the Mercedes -Benz vehicles on the ground, and then pressed the launch button.

At the same time, at the same time, the long flame tail fell from the sky, like the punishment of the steel angel on behalf of the gods.

"Small carving!"

Martin did not slow down. The exhaust holes at the tail erupted to the ground, took off directly, the upper body was first deformed, and the empty hands grasped four missiles. Drifting, turning around and throwing all the missiles in his hand back.

Bombard

The explosion sounded continuously, and the missiles in the air were detonated and turned into dazzling fireworks, but it did not hurt anyone.

"Shit! What kind of ghost, a car turned into a person, is the Transformers really existed?"

The appearance of Martin stunned the pilots in the sky. They never thought that they would see Transformers today.

"Regardless of whether he is an alien or a Transformers, all of them are our enemies. Brothers, don't stop, blow all these ghosts on the sky."

"The moon is cold as frost, the thunder is full of momentum!"

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Martin read the poem of the sentence, his hands folded, pulled outwards, a red moon knife appeared in his hands, holding the handle tightly, and half a step forward, pulling out the semi -circular knife light.

Click!

The bright blade scratched the air, and the heat surrounded by the surrounding knife was absorbed by this knife instantly, turning into a knife light like a string moon, rising from the ground, and directly split the flying missile into half.

"Hurry up, hide!"

The fighter pilots saw the robots on the ground with the cold weapon and laughed, but the laughter did not spread the cabin, and the bright knife light flew in front of them.

Don't laugh, the knife is pulled to your face in the next second!

The fighter made an emergency avoidance action, and the excellent pilot dangled and dangerous.

The worst pilot was cut directly from the middle to two sections. The two were almost involved, the plane was cut off, and the ground fell straight down.

Although the pilot escaped even if the skydamed, the plane did not escape the fate of crashed.

The remaining fighters quickly raised, climbed constantly, and stopped at a height of two kilometers. They observed the surroundings with a lingering manner and determined that the robot did not follow up before calling for more support.

Martin held a knife to find the Mars hunter ignited by the flame, and did not care about those fighters who escaped.

"Rong En, can you still hear me talking?"

The Mars hunter has now become a coke, and the flame on his body stretched out of his heart, and he couldn't go out by himself.

But Martin swung the knife just now, absorbing all the surrounding heat, and extinguished the flames on the Martian Hunter.

"Those bastards did a really good job of intelligence work, and they even found out that Ron was afraid of fire."

The Martian Hunter did not answer Martin's words, and he didn't even breathe.

If the same thing happened to an earthling, he would definitely be gone, and even if a god took action, it would be difficult to save the situation.

But Ron was not an earthling, and Martin's experience was even more mysterious than that of a god.

He carefully placed the Martian Hunter in his palm, fearing that if his hand shook, his body, which had turned into charcoal, would fall off a part.

The mechanical structure on Martin's chest opened, and the core emitted a blue light, shining on the Martian Hunter, and putting him into his body.

Motorcycle fusion, one of the special skills of the Robot King.

This move is no different from the "one heart and one body" of the giants of the Kingdom of Light. As long as the Robot King starts this move, it can provide amplification and command for the combined motorcycle warriors.

However, Martin did the opposite this time, putting Ron into his body and using his own energy to heal his body.

"I, am I not dead?"

The moment the Martian Hunter was wrapped in energy, he seemed to have returned to the amniotic fluid of his mother's body and woke up instantly.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Martians are really unreasonable creatures. As long as they react mentally, their bodies will naturally recover. This is really magical!"

When the Martian Hunter heard Martin's voice, he knew that he must have been saved.

He looked around and found that he was stretched out in a special space, surrounded by blue lights, like stars in the night sky, with faint optical fibers connecting these light spots.

"I vowed to show you the results of my training, but this happened. I really failed your trust in me!"

The Martian Hunter knew Martin's support for him, so he felt guilty now.

"Who would have thought that those traitors would know that you were afraid of fire? This is something no one expected, so you can't blame me!"

After Martin saved the Martian Hunter, he rushed to save the seven members of the action team.

He did not turn into a sports car, but remained in human form. Even so, with a light jump, he still easily jumped over buildings and slid forward on wheels.

Martian Hunter lay in the high-concentration but gentle energy, relaxed physically and mentally. He shared senses with Martin, observing the surrounding environment, and told him what he had just encountered.

"Those traitors want to mess up the countries around the desert in the form of color revolutions, and use this method to slow down our pace!"

"Are you sure this is what those traitors did?"

Martin ran around the hotel, and two cannons on his shoulders transformed, blasting all the puppets into the sky.

It was just something that was half-transformed by Apocalypse technology, and there was nothing special about it. It would be rotten if it was blown up.

"I understand what you mean. This kind of trick to subvert the country is actually more skilled in modern countries, but I can be sure that the assassin swaggered and mixed with the rebels."

Martian Hunter actually didn't see such a thing. If he hadn't experienced any dirty things, he would never have been able to sit in the position of the Joint Chiefs of Staff.

"Then go meet him and ask him face to face, and everything will be clear!"

Martin didn't dwell on these things, and called the team members to come down quickly.

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