The powerful hematopoietic system modified by directional genes began to rush like a throttle-filled engine, replenishing the lost blood for the boy. His wound stopped bleeding faster than ordinary people, but even so, he still lost a lot of blood. The coagulated blood and blackened engine oil penetrated into the joint servo system, making the noise from the hydraulic joints even louder. In the dim channel behind him, the wreckage of almost ten robots was flashing with electric sparks, and the cooling incision slowly emitted the burnt smell of heat and electronic components. A skinny, panicked mixed dog was drooling and carefully sniffing the smell of stinking meat of the homeless man. It looked at the boy leaning against the wall with a vigilant gaze, and began to feast after confirming that it was not his competitor.

The boy shook his head with difficulty, trying to get rid of the overlapping black shadows in front of him.

The wounds and scorch on his thighs came from his mistakes, but fortunately he solved the robots. He didn't know which equipment the robots were equipped with, but Ultron seemed to have discovered his uniqueness. The body structure transformed by genetic alchemy was even better, which made Ultron very interested and even sent more robots to round him up - this was very special, because Ultron only wanted to leave behind the mechanical race he created, and his attitude towards organisms was not so friendly.

Maybe Ultron just wants to have more research materials, who knows.

The boy opened the small bag on his waist with his trembling fingers, took out a medical pulsed medication syringe from it, and gave him a shot of his wound. He performed the same steps three times, and the third time he injected his carotid artery. Only after doing these things did he feel that he had enough spirit and physical strength to continue walking downwards and could face the next enemy.

The chainsaw sword's sour buzzing and the rough roar of the bomb gun all guided him in the direction. The boy picked up the long sword again, slashed the gangster dog that longed for fresh flesh and blood, and staggered down the stairs with his belly. "The mission... continue." His back rubbed against the rough iron pipe handrail. Every step he took would feel his internal organs being pulled hard by a rope. "I will guide the sisters to the city center...Orthodox church, where is the key, and requires a heavy firepower group."

"Received." The intelligence officer responded in a cold voice. The boy could even hear the noisy keyboard and whispers on the aircraft carrier in the sky. As the sound of the explosive gun approached, the boy took a few deep breaths and quickly took a quick step.

"Ha! He's here!" Catherine grabbed the boy's arm carelessly. Her chainsaw sword was covered with motor oil. When the boy left the building from the exit, she was cursing the robot while trying to clean the oil stains on the sword. Although Catherine was wearing a helmet, the boy could still feel the joy she showed when she found him. Other artificial humans also leaned behind Catherine, trying to see what the Guard Zero looked like.

"We have found Guard Zero, and the intelligence has been shared to Group 2 and Group 3." Catherine said happily, "Now the destruction mission."

"Sol has already gone to the city center." Without Tita's notification, Catherine could see the news from the electronic eye display of the helmet. Whether it was the steadily advancing sisterhood or Thor, they brought great pressure to Ultron, and Katherine was ready to face Ultron. This was a challenge, but Katherine believed that she was the most powerful swordsman in the Immortal City and had the ability to solve this problem. The rising Sokovia is not far from the clouds. Before Catherine could say a few words, the thick clouds spread throughout the city in a very short time, eroding every corner with all holes. The gradually thin air, the low visibility and the sudden drop in temperature are a great test for everyone.

Few people in this world can enter the clouds by relying on their bodies. When the lead-gray cumulonimbus clouds slowly press downwards, almost all ordinary people's hearts are filled with despair. "Start the life-saving system." Catherine's order was issued to all members of the group, and the sealing ring on the neck of the power armor was immediately fitted, and the circulation oxygen-generating equipment began to operate. The same command was also carried out in groups two and three. In the dim environment, their bright red eyepieces looked even more terrifying, and the air-tight equipment completely isolated their voice communication with the outside world.

However, the internal communication system can still be used.

"Can you continue?" Catherine looked at the boy shrouded in the clouds. At this time, the boy also put on a layer of mask, sucking oxygen, trying to maintain his blood oxygen content. He nodded. "Very good." Catherine handed a grenade launcher hand to the boy, "You won't be useful in the next battle, but you can use this."

"Do you have any good ideas? Stark." Captain Rogers helped a wounded man up. The extremely low visibility also affected him.

"Not yet, it seems that the city can only be blown up. I can find a way to seal the energy of the spiral tower and make the atomic impact stronger in reverse." Stark said helplessly, "No matter what, we must try our best to avoid the aftermath of the explosion affecting the ground. If you evacuate..."

Captain Rogers interrupted Stark. "Ms. Tita, how are the civilian evacuation plan going?"

"At present, only hundreds of women and children have been evacuated. The assault transport boat can only carry the weight of fifty mortals at a time, which is not enough for the existing civilians. What's more, the Sky carrier is full of ammunition and cannot carry more passengers. I once again declare that the Sky carrier is a strike ship!" Tita was a little annoyed, because Captain Rogers always involuntarily seized the right to decide. "If you fail to come up with a good result before the dangerous altitude, the Sky carrier will fire directly and completely destroy the city. Don't interrupt me, Steve Rogers, which is more important than the life of all mankind or the life of the Sokovians? You should know how we choose."

"She's right, we have to make a choice, Captain," Stark said. "The rise of the city will only lead to a larger and larger range of impacts, and will end up being the same as the meteorites that extinct dinosaurs."

"Captain, there is no place to settle civilians here. If Stark has a way to blow up the city..." Natasha Romanov wanted to speak but stopped. But Steve Rogers shook his head firmly. Even at this juncture, Steve Rogers still did not choose to give up the life of the Sokovians.

"We have to wait until everyone is safe before we can blow up the city."

Hearing this answer, Tita sneered twice. "The monarch said that putting hope on the Avengers is to send civilization into a strange way." She said, "Even if you are not a utilitarian, you can do this multiple-choice question. You are not qualified to let people outside Sokovia choose to die, Steve Rogers. But you should be glad that the monarch's preparations have been made that nothing will exceed the monarch's plan."

"What does this mean?" Natasha Romanov heard a little hope from this sentence.

"It means that the situation is still in the monarch's plan, including the settlement of civilians and the destruction of the city." Tita was very satisfied with the feeling of teaching these people, "The end of Halloween, there is no more troublesome time. Avengers, stupid mortals, can you finally understand the monarch's wisdom? Can you understand the correct choice made by the monarch?"

"Now is not the time to hide surprises, ma'am." Captain Rogers breathed a sigh of relief, "Is there any good way for you?"
Chapter completed!