People in DC, every day administrative leave

Chapter 330 330. What smart people do
The doomsday device of Atlantis is a great threat. The war between them and those crazy women is getting more and more intense. No one knows what the underwater people will do with that terrifying weapon next.

"The most important thing we are lacking now is time. On the contrary, I am looking forward to what will be outside after we get out of this drainage channel."

Now Zhang San has Superman as a tool in his hand. Even if the Flash does not appear, he can make this kind-hearted Kryptonian turn back time.

The other two people moved their eyes from it to the exit in front. They couldn't see anything in the dark night. Even if Cyborg switched to thermal vision, they didn't notice anything strange.

Yellow bubbles carrying four people floated out from the drainage outlet. There were no soldiers outside the sewage treatment channel connected to the sea, as Zhang San suspected, and no one came out to stop them.

Suddenly, Cyborg received a communication: "It's Luther. He asked us to take people away with confidence."

It seems that a sensible and smart person communicated with his president, otherwise when a few people came out, they would definitely be surrounded by soldiers carrying the president's orders.

"Now that Luther has taken care of those idiotic things, let's go directly to the military base where he is staying. Your manor will never have a better environment."

The direction of the spacecraft changed, and it turned and flew towards the previous military base.

boom.
The door of the base hidden in the mountain slowly opened, and the first thing the people standing at the door saw was Luther's bald head.

"Batman, the best strategist there is, it's great that you're willing to come out from Gotham and help."

Luther stretched out his hand towards him, but just like what Zhang San had experienced before, the bald man's gesture of kindness was ignored by others.

"No! Don't!" Seeing the medical staff coming up, Kal-El, who was skinny and skinny, squatted down and covered his face with his hands in fear.

Zhang San quickly helped Carl to the sofa he had just taken out, and said to the bald man: "Well done Luther, you successfully scared the strongest man on the planet into a quail."

"Sorry, I only found out a few minutes ago."

Lex Luthor was also helpless. If the meteor that crashed in Metropolis decades ago turned out to be an alien, he wouldn't have known the truth if the president hadn't come to him just now.

The government not only imprisoned the baby in the alien spacecraft, but also kept the baby in a secret base for research and even used his genes to develop biological weapons.

The fear shown by the other party in front of him made Luther sigh after looking at it. Just now, the president was thinking of snatching the person away from the keyboard and others, but luckily he stopped him.

Keyboards from other worlds can bring headless corpses to life, and can also make people with heads completely dead.

Politicians are always thinking about their own interests, but do not understand the dangers of what they are fighting for.

"I've found Hal Jordan, the Air Force pilot you asked me to find."

Luther, who was walking at the front, took several people to the combat command room with several large screens. Due to the keyboard, the bald man did not track the location of Atlantis' doomsday device with others.

And he also asked the president to cancel sending people to track the doomsday device. After all, it was a hundred times more dangerous for the ship to sail on the sea than to stay in London, which had been invaded and occupied by the Amazons.

"Wow, it looks weirder than you let on."

A man wearing an air force uniform and a dog tag hanging around his neck walked towards several people. He was Hal Jordan, whom Luther had found. He was an Air Force pilot who did not get the light ring due to changes in the timeline.

Without Zhang San's intervention, what would have happened to this brother.
Hal will drive the Green Lantern spacecraft repaired by the military and carry bombs directly to the Atlantis fleet position, and then be swallowed by the sea monster controlled by Aquaman and die together.He was determined to die and wanted to be a hero, but he failed.

"You are a bit more handsome than Hal from my world, take it." Zhang San took out a bracelet. Although there was no green light ring to give him, the bracelet used family energy far beyond willpower.

"what is this?"

Taking what was handed to him by the keyboard in front of him, Hal checked it carefully and then put it on his hand.

A stream of information suddenly appeared in his mind, and it took Hal Jordan, an Air Force pilot, about half a minute to remember these strange things.

"A bracelet that can control energy? Cool." A yellow pistol appeared in Hal's hand, followed by a group of small planes
"If you keep wasting the energy inside, I'll see what you do when you get to the battlefield."

"Huh?" Hearing what the keyboard said, Hal quickly put away his curiosity.

In front of the electronic screen displaying various contents, a certain general in military uniform turned his head and looked at the keyboard among several people and said: "I hope you are doing the right thing, because we only have one chance."

"He is General Lane."

"I know, Lois Lane's father, right?"

The general's daughter should be in the original London, now renamed New Themischira, collecting intelligence on the Amazons for Cyborg.

It seems that in this world she is still a reporter, and she is worthy of being Louise.

General Lane stretched out his hand and shook the opponent's black group's hand, and then said that the intelligence obtained from the frontline resistance forces was not optimistic.

The Amazons are searching for all humans still alive in their new Themiskila, and by the time the rebels are dead, they will be completely blind.

Human satellites are unable to obtain images of that land due to magical interference, and the Air Force's planes are also missing one. Now they can only rely on the news sent back by the rebels to analyze the battle situation.

"If you can help us deal with the jamming magic over London, we can directly use missiles to clear the ground, making both warring parties a target."

"I also want to know how to break the Amazons' magic, but unfortunately it doesn't work."

Zhang San, who is very partial to science, has no relevant skills. Anyway, big fists are the last word.

The people who came out of the combat command room and moved to the conference room all looked at their only hope, the keyboard.

"Get used to your abilities slowly and don't let the energy burst out of your eyes."

Zhang San was replenishing energy to the frail Superman next to him. Because he was worried that this guy would absorb too much at once and lose control of his own abilities, he gave it little by little.

The funny energy was stronger than the effect of the yellow sun. In less than a few minutes, Kal's bony body could see some flesh added to the naked eye.

He kept his eyes closed and felt the energy in his body. This energy gave him a calmness and comfort that he had never experienced before.

(End of this chapter)