Screenwriter Mystery

Bang!

"Ok?"

Washington, downtown.

The slight vibration from a distance made the captain of the 'superhuman' experimental team on alert open his eyes.

He lowered his head and glanced at the submachine gun full of bullets in his hand. Although the effect of bullets was not significant during the battle between Washington and Ling, his years of military career still made him accustomed to keeping a submachine gun by his side, even because of this. And forced his family to break down and even go to jail.

Holding the submachine gun, came out from the hiding place.

Looking at the surrounding 'superhuman' squad members, the captain noticed that the two members still did not return.

"The two of them, haven't they come back yet?"

"Who knows, maybe he's having fun somewhere."

Shrugging, a white 'superhuman' experimental body replied nonchalantly.

As a temporary team, the relationship between the 'superhuman' experimental subjects is not very harmonious. The reason why they are willing to act together is just the innocence promise given by BSI. Most of the time, there was not a lot of quarrels and conflicts within the squad.

Hearing the team member's answer, the team leader was silent for a while.

When I was thinking about whether to go out to find the two members who left the team.

"Look, it's coming back."

Suddenly, someone noticed the figure appearing at the corner of the block, the blue light in his eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately recognized that he was one of the two black experimental subjects who had left the team before.

Looking in the direction reported by the team members, the captain of the 'Superhuman' experimental team saw the black team member running towards them.

"Everyone, be alert!"

However, in the next second, the squad leader's expression changed and he issued an order.

Hearing the captain's order, although he didn't know why he reacted so strongly, everyone around him still responded in cooperation.

Being able to walk down the battlefield in good condition, these soldiers more or less have some fighting qualities.

"Be careful……"

Running alone on the street, I saw the members of the 'superhuman' squad who were on guard not far away.

The black 'superhuman' experimental body Youlan burst out with a strong desire to survive, turned his head and glanced at the direction behind him, and then reminded everyone.

"There's a big guy here!"

boom--

As the black member's voice fell, he saw a corner of a high-rise building behind him, a white marble palm grabbed the building and made a huge rumbling sound, and a large amount of gravel fell from the floor. At the same time, the owner of the palm also slowly walked out of the corner.

Boom!

Lifting the thighs carved from snow-white marble, he easily stomped the car on the ground into a discus.

Coming out of the corner is a giant statue carved out of marble.

And the owner of this statue is the greatest president in American history, Abraham Lincoln.

"Is this, Lincoln's seated statue?!"

Looking at the sky shrouded in the huge shadow of the mascot in front of him, even the team leader who was earlier than prepared in his heart showed a bit of astonishment with the silent expression he had always kept.

The statue in front of them is not unfamiliar to everyone.

In other words, for the vast majority of American people, they can call out the identity of the other party.

Presumably because of the appearance of the other party, it is the seated statue of Lincoln in the landmark Lincoln Memorial in Washington.

Daniel Chester Franco, the sculptor who carved the Lincoln statue, would never have imagined that the Lincoln statue he had carved would one day be resurrected.

Although, he did leave immortal words behind the statue.

However, who would think that the other party is really immortal.

Walking through the center of the road in the center of the building, the wide road became extremely narrow in front of the marble statue.

The statue of Lincoln is 5.8 meters high, which is only the height of its sitting, so when the statue stands up, it is undoubtedly even larger.

Looking at the sky shrouded in a huge shadow like Lincoln, some soldiers of the "superhuman" experimental team even dropped their weapons.

"It never occurred to me that I would one day fight the statue of Lincoln. I even visited it at the memorial when I was a kid."

"Fight, don't you see what the statue looks like, what can we do to fight it."

"Damn, damn, I know, how could BSI easily promise a proof of innocence, they must have already known what happened in Washington, and they sent us here to die, we are a suicide squad! "

Facing the huge statue of Lincoln, many members of the "superhuman" experimental team showed a collapsed appearance.

After all, the size of the two sides is too disparate, and no one feels that they can defeat such a huge existence.

"Help, please..."

Running in front, hearing the huge rumbling from behind, the fear on the face of the black 'superhuman' experimental subject suddenly became a bit thicker.

He never thought of it, just walking around with a talkative accomplice, and encountering such a thing.

Running continuously, even the black experimental subject strengthened by the BSI-013 derivative infection, became a bit laborious. He gasped and shouted to the team members not far away.

puff!

However, the next second.

Before waiting, everyone reacted.

The statue of Lincoln behind him stomped heavily, accompanied by a horrific sound of bone shattering.

A large amount of sticky and thick blood stained the white marble with a bright red color, and Lincoln seemed to lift the foot he guessed on the black experimental subject.

A **** figure was revealed under his feet, and he turned into this appearance, but he couldn't see his skin color before he died.

During Lincoln's tenure, one of the greatest achievements was the emancipation of black slaves, but now his resurrected statue has trampled black people to death there~www.readwn.com~ All this is simply a great mockery.

However, looking at the **** scene in front of him, no one in the 'superhuman' experimental team present laughed.

Even in the past, members who have vaguely shown discrimination against these black members.

"Soldier, what happened?"

In the silence, Agent Jonathan's questioning voice suddenly sounded in the earphone.

"The signal of two soldiers in the squad suddenly disappeared, please report the situation on your side."

"My situation here."

Detective Jonathan's voice brought the trance-like 'superhuman' experimental team leader back to his senses.

He turned on the small camera device on his chest, aimed at the huge marble Lincoln statue in front of him, and said in a desperate tone.

"The specific situation, you can confirm it yourself."