12. Battle of Central Park

"What the hell is that thing?"

Jesse in a cowboy hat and a cigar in his mouth. Agent McRae crouched down, activating the witcher's senses, searching the crime scene for traces that might have been overlooked.

But alas, hours have passed since the previous road massacre.

Moreover, the police officers who arrived at the scene first were not familiar with the process of dealing with this kind of supernatural situation, so the scene was also somewhat damaged.

Of course, it's more because the monster seems to have set fire to it after it had finished slaughtering.

Most of the useful things on the site were burned clean.

"The results of the dissection from Audlaine's laboratory say that it is an infected body of some kind of virus."

Luke, the supernatural man beside Jesse. Cage looked left and right, and the big bald head with sunglasses was holding a report in his hand, and he said:

"After getting the police's call for help, the 'cloak' arrived here as soon as possible, and he transferred several destroyed biological experiment cabins in the sea of fire, but unfortunately, the samples inside have been dismembered and treated with special things..."

"It's almost completely dissolved."

"Huh?"

McRae raised his head and looked at the Divine Man, and he said:

"So, before the police came, there was another group of people besides the monster that caused the massacre?"

"So far."

Cage nodded, and he said:

"But are they in league with the infected? Or did you come here on purpose to clear up the clues? Nobody knows. ”

"What about the car?"

The demon hunter who had found nothing at the scene stood up and patted the ashes on his hands, he pointed to the ruins of the burning truck next to him, and said:

"Where does that car belong to? A car that can carry virus test subjects around should be easy to check, right? ”

"It's the Umbrella Company's transporter."

The Divine Man flipped through the information in his hand, and he said to McRae:

"But in reality, that's just a clumsy disguise..."

"We checked the surveillance, and there was indeed a convoy of Umbrella Company trucks leaving the port in the morning, but in all the surveillance records, there was not a single vehicle missing from the convoy."

"Cloaks and daggers stopped the convoy more than 60 kilometers south of New York, and they searched every vehicle..."

"But it's all industrial raw materials, and there's nothing out of the ordinary."

The Divine Man handed the information he had just obtained to the demon hunter agent who had arrived from Kansas, and he crossed his waist and said:

"Obviously, someone is deliberately blaming the umbrella company, maybe it was the bad guys who erased the traces of the scene."

"What about the deceased?"

McRae took a cigar in his mouth and looked at the information in his hand, and he asked:

"Even though the body was dismembered and burned, DNA information can always find something, right?"

"The dead were a gang of mercenaries."

The Divine Man touched his bald head, and he said:

"But it did find out something, the poor guy who had his head ripped off had worked in Abstergo Pharmaceuticals' lab."

"After the collapse of that company, it was unemployed, but now it has been killed by a virus infected person."

"We initially suspect that this was done by the remnants of Abstergo, after all, they have a history of conducting illegal biological experiments, and after being defeated by the authorities, it is understandable that they are not willing to fail and go underground to resume their old business."

Luke said to the Demon Hunter beside him:

"The above attaches great importance to this matter, so our Hero Association is also involved in the pursuit of the missing monster."

"Chief Merlin is also very important."

McCree read the information in his hand, but did not find much useful findings, he took the cigar from his lips and said to Luke. Cage Says:

"He sent us to assist you, of course he wasn't worried about the monster's lethality, he was worried about whether the guy was infectious."

"At the moment, no."

The Divine Man Says:

"It's been almost five hours since the massacre, and if the monster is infectious, then we've definitely received it. Speaking of which, isn't the chief in New York? ”

"He's not here."

Jesse crossed his waist and said a little helplessly:

"If he's here, it's pretty simple, he just needs to open his senses, take a spin around New York, and easily catch that guy..."

"But unfortunately, he rushed to Switzerland for a meeting... So these things can only be done by us. ”

"But to be honest, if there is even such an emergency, the deputy director of S.H.I.E.L.D. will have to go out in person... Then we also seem a little too incompetent. ”

The Demon Hunter shrugged his shoulders and patted Luke. Cage's shoulder, he said:

"The whole city of aliens and wizards has been mobilized... News will come soon, so get ready. ”

As soon as McCree's words fell, the communicators on the two people rang out at the same time, and the Divine Power Man grabbed the communicator, and heard the voice of the cloak Tyrone sound from it:

"The alarm can be lifted, the Hidden One is in Central Park, and it's been killed."

"By whom?"

Agent McRae asked curiously:

"A superhero who was chased by some kind of thing? Did you kill it? ”

"No, it's not me."

The cloak replied:

"It's two ordinary people... Two veterans. ”

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Frank. Kasol is in a good mood today.

It has been some time since he retired and returned home, although he occasionally dreams of Afghanistan in his sleep, dreams of returning to the battlefield, and occasionally makes some radical moves in the good-natured jokes of his family.

But he really enjoyed the feeling of being around his family.

He fought as a soldier for 10 years, on the other side of the world, far from home, attracted by the call of politicians, where he fought like a beast.

Warriors can't think much about morality on the battlefield, that would cost them their lives.

Frank had done some dark things for the sake of victory, but now that he was back at home, back to his family, those things had lost their meaning.

Today, the sun is shining, and Frank accompanies his wife Maria, his daughter and his youngest son, as well as his good brother who retired with him.

"Pretty Boy" Billy. Russo, along with his new sexy girlfriend, arrives in Central Park.

They're going to camp here.

Probably because of the good weather, there were many people camping or enjoying life on this large meadow, and the Frank family sat on the laid napple, chatting, drinking juice, quite freely.

"I'm going to start a security company."

Russo sends his hot new girlfriend to buy ice cream for himself and the kids, and he sits with Frank.

These two men, who have fought together on the battlefield for ten years, are not brothers, but they are already brothers.

"I found a way, I got a loan, and now I am short of some instructors who have leadership skills, and who have really seen blood and fought wars."

Russo wore sunglasses, sat on the grass, drank juice, and said to Frank:

"I mean, come on, Frank, your little pension isn't enough to feed Maria and the two children, and if you want to give them a better life, you'll have to find a way to make money..."

"Both of us are the same, neither of us knows anything but to fight, we can only go this way."

"Sounds good."

Frank shrugged, he lay on the grass, his eyes closed, enjoying the sun wantonly, he said to his good brother:

"But I want to spend more time with my family, so let's do it, 2 months, 2 months later, I'll go..."

Before Frank could finish his words, a sudden chill made his hair stand on end, which was a frantic warning from the combat senses cultivated on the battlefield.

He opened his eyes suddenly, subconsciously pulled out the dagger at his waist, and then hugged the little son beside him.

Beside him, Russo also reached for the pistol that he had in his pocket.

As a newcomer, it was their instinct to carry a weapon with them.

The two men looked at each other, they both saw the seriousness and solemnity in each other's eyes, the sun was still shining on the grass, and the people around were laughing, looking no different from before.

But it's not the same...

Something has happened, or is about to happen.

"Maria! Walk! ”

Frank held his son in his arms, grabbed his daughter with a knife in one hand and the other, and shouted to his wife behind him.

Behind him, Russo also drew his pistol, and naturally formed a protective formation with Frank.

The two of them escorted their families away from the meadow at a rapid pace.

And the weapons in their hands also caused a burst of screams from the people around them, and the scene became chaotic...

Almost at the same moment, in the shadows of the groves in Central Park, between the streams of shadows, the Cloak was hiding in the darkness for help.

With a subtle sense of shadows, he could feel that a dangerous behemoth was hiding in the shadows around it in an eerie way.

Over the years, Tyrone has also grown a lot, and he is no longer as reckless as before.

There were innocents all around, and he couldn't drag them into danger again.

However, at the same time that Tyrone discovered the tyrant hidden in the darkness with the power of the beast, that is, Shin, Shin also discovered him.

"Whew"

In a terrifying, low, monstrous roar, the beastly tyrant sensed the threat, and roared out of the shadows where it was hiding, its claws covered in gray-white skin slammed down on Tyrone's head.

Faith is a person who has been blessed by the evil spirit "beast" of the Hand Clan.

Even after being transformed into a brainless biological weapon, the blessing of that shadow has not disappeared.

The power of darkness haunted the tyrant's hideous claws, like an enchanted weapon, and Tyrone was forced out of the shadows as the giant claws struck.

"Bang"

The terrifying claw smashed into the ground like a cannonball on the ground and exploded, tearing the ground apart, and dirt and masonry flew wildly, making the entire grass of Central Park look even more chaotic.

But after years of training, Cloak was no longer a rookie on this trip, and the next moment he was forced to appear, he entered the shadow plane again.

When they reappeared, they came to the innocents who were running around like headless flies, and the shadows quickly opened like real cloaks, enveloping the innocents, and then being carried away from the scene by the cloaks.

The first rule of the Hero Association states that at all times, the protection of the innocent must be the first priority.

The alarmed tyrant roared, and the noise around it made it very unpleasant, like an alarmed beast, instinctively waving its thick, twisted claws and slamming them at the nearest screaming lady.

But the moment the claws fell, the cloak arrived.

The shadows dispersed, and another pile of innocents was taken away.

The disappearance of the target left the tyrant at a loss, and the only wisdom he had left was completely insufficient to think about the scene before him.

But it doesn't matter, it quickly locks on to another target.

"Russo! Shoot! ”

Seeing the tall, hideous monster rushing out of the woods towards his group, Frank shouted:

"Punch it in the eye!"

"Bang"

The next moment the gunfire rang out, and Russo, holding the gun with both hands with a serious expression, fired at the monster that pounced on it, and the bullets burst into a pulsing spark on the tyrant's body.

Completely unable to penetrate the solid skin, but the shot attracted the tyrant's attention.

Its ugly face, with its large and small eyes, looked at Russo, who himself rushed out in the other direction when he fired his shot.

Obviously, the handsome young man is trying to attract the attention of the monster and give the Frank family a chance to escape.

"Nope! Russo! No! ”

Frank had been fighting alongside Russo on the battlefield for 10 years, and he could see at a glance what Russo was up to, and he wanted to rush out to help.

But the trembling son in his arms and the crying daughter and wife beside him made it impossible for him to rush out without any scruples.

"You go!"

The veteran gritted his teeth, escorted his wife and children out of the woods, and then stuffed the son in his arms to his wife, and kissed her fiercely on the face.

The next moment, holding the dagger, he turned and rushed in the direction of Russo.

He can't give up his family, but he can't just leave his brother like that!

Frank's wife knew what her husband was going to do, but she was powerless to stop it and escorted her crying son and daughter out of the park.

Just as the three men rushed out of the fence of the woods, a whole group of heavily armed commandos who were rushing out of the car appeared before them.

"Help us! There are monsters in the back! ”

Frank's wife, Maria, screamed for help in a panic, and the commandos were going to help.

And they also raised the weapons in their hands and aimed them at the monster wreaking havoc on the grass in front of them, they were here to fight the monster.

"Get out of the way! Get down! Fast! ”

The commander roared at Frank's family, Maria and the children, who stood right between the commandos and the rampaging tyrants...

But the problem is that they are just ordinary people, and they don't react quickly enough.

"No!"

Frank's wife only had time to turn around and protect her son and daughter with her body, and the next moment, the gunshots rang out behind her.

"Poof"

Countless bullets flew through Maria's ears, and in the gushing blood, she fell to the ground in despair, holding her children.

"Stop! You bastards who don't care about human life! ”

"What the hell are you doing!"

An ethereal roar rang in Maria's ears, and in the pain of being hit, she could only see a car break through the guardrail and stop beside her.

Perhaps she was hallucinating, and the car seemed to transform into a giant robot, blocking all the flying bullets for them.

"Ma'am? Madam! Can you hear ME? Hold on, I'll take you away! ”

A young man of Indian origin rushed to them with his eyes on the danger, slapping his face and saying something.

But Mary couldn't hear it anymore.

Unable to resist the deep call, she used the last of her strength to hold the child in her arms, and in the pool of cold blood, she closed her eyes in despair.

"Frank... Where are you? ”

"Help... We..."