The Track of Dawn In the World of Marvel

  Chapter 217 15. Countdown · The only day left

   "Go to hell! Mad dog!"

   Captain Jack is sitting on the galloping gray and black Batmobile.

  In the co-pilot's hand, he was holding a device used to control the body turret, while the steering wheel on the main driver's seat was moving rapidly without any care.

  The airborne AI Delaman copied its own subroutine on this car, and it planned the route and avoided the artillery fire so that Captain Jack only needed to focus on attacking the mad dog cleaners.

  As the wall crashed, the cool reloaded Batmobile rushed out from the high platform dragging flames.

  The spikes installed in front of the vehicle pierced the clearer airship in the air to make it explode, and the missile nest behind the vehicle also continuously spewed flames in the locked aim of the smart weapon.

  All the non-lethal weapon systems on this vehicle have been transformed into lethal weapons by Mason, the most conspicuous of which is a rechargeable rail rail gun erected on the top of the vehicle that almost traverses the top of the vehicle body.

   This thing is a mature sample drawn from the military technology of 2077. The charging device of the technology weapon is enlarged and matched with armor-piercing projectiles. It is powered by the energy of the Batmobile and is equipped with an anti-overheating plug-in.

  As long as Jack can aim correctly, he can use this thing to shoot down the airships flying around in the sky and dropping incendiary bombs one by one.

  A large group of Griffin military drones surround the Batmobile, forming a fire configuration similar to "floating cannons". The on-board AI plans the target and fire suppression process.

   But the firepower of just one car is not enough.

  When Captain Jack, who has always been chic, passed a collapsed and burning street, he could see corpses all over his eyes. This scene made Spyro clenched his fists.

  He's not a heartless pirate in the conventional sense.

  He is much kinder than his peers.

  Especially in the current scene of witnessing that the world of my hometown is about to fall apart, when I see compatriots who obviously have a way to escape but still die by the roadside, the anger of the same hatred is suddenly ignited.

  When the Batmobile drove into the temporary defense line to replenish ammunition, the pirate captain gritted his teeth and held a "Fenrir" heavy-loaded kinetic energy submachine gun and rushed out to shoot wildly at the cleaner mad dogs approaching outside.

   Such desperation cannot save those compatriots who have died.

   Even revenge is difficult to achieve, but it can at least express the pent-up anger in my heart.

   I saw a ghost.

   None of them provoked them, so why should they encounter such bad luck?

  But when Captain Jack gritted his teeth and reloaded the drum to prepare for another round, a burst of noise came from the direction of the pier. He climbed up the collapsed wall and glanced at it, and saw the torrent rushing over from the pier.

  The icy sea water rolled and engulfed the mad dogs who couldn't dodge, while half-human, half-monster pirates jumped out of the water and slashed frantically while waving their rusty war knives.

  The wraiths brought out from the prison by the Dutchman were also released.

  One by one, they have nothing but ghostly green souls, but they are charging the tide, as if dyeing the entire sea surface into a creepy "green tide".

  At the last moment, Will did not allow them to join the frontal battlefield, but sent them to the rear to protect the survivors who were fleeing under the apocalypse.

  The dead protect the living.

   This made Jack breathe a sigh of relief.

  But he soon saw a familiar figure among the pirates who were fighting with the mad dogs of the cleaners in the sea.

  He sprinted into the Batmobile that had been reloaded with a whoosh, instructing the on-board AI to rush in that direction.

Outside the pier at this time, the old pirate Barbossa was gnashing his teeth and waving his saber. With every swing of his hand, several blood-stained cables would rush out of the sea water extending from his feet to his legs like snakes. Also rolled up the surrounding scavengers, dragged them into the water and drowned alive.

   This scene made old Barbosa look extremely brave, but anyone who knew him well knew how embarrassing he would be.

   This voodoo sword could have controlled the entire Queen Anne's Revenge, but unfortunately there is no longer a ship that Barbossa can control.

  His beloved voodoo battleship was hit by several high-explosive missiles in the previous battle, and the hull has been silent in the vast waves. Now the old pirate can only summon magic cables with his sword to help in the battle.

   He is old after all.

  Will Turner's Hell Curse is changing him.

   But it takes time.

  The fact that a bad old man who lost his battleship is fighting with a group of crazy pirates and cold-blooded aliens is not suitable for his style of painting.

  So within a few rounds, after more Cleaner Mad Dogs joined the fight, Old Barbossa was thrown into the water in confusion by the oncoming bullets and bombs.

  When he got up again, his beloved hat didn't know where it went.

  The bald head is covered with mud, the gray hair sticks to the face, and the sword is held in the hand, but it has been surrounded by mad dogs.

  They wore strange black masks, only revealing cold red eyes, and each of them approached with a rifle, as if trying to catch them alive.

After being hacked to death by the old pirate, the rest of the cleaners pulled out the enhancer and injected it into their bodies. smile.

   "Ha, you are the only ones who know how to spray medicine?"

  Barbosa grabbed the red potion that Mason had given before and put it into the syringe, and injected it into his own neck. When the trigger was pulled to the end, all the potion was injected into his body.

   It's like magma.

  The moment the cold potion flowed into the blood vessel, it was as if the life of the old man was ignited.

  He roared, spraying a hot air column from his nostrils, a violent force erupted in his body, the wounds on his body healed in an instant, and the broken leg lost in the early years also began to regenerate at this moment.

  The soaring muscles tore the clothes on his body, making him swell wildly as if he had been blown out, and he turned into a muscular man in the blink of an eye, with a grin full of mouth and even his eyes bursting with fiery light.

   Mason's special alchemy enhancer · triple dose Green Goblin enhancer mode.

   This "super transformation" can't wipe out the surrounding cleaners all at once.

  There seemed to be a fault in their thinking all of a sudden, probably because the commanders who commanded them were also a little at a loss.

  But because of this moment of stupefaction, the transformed old pirate strangled all the mad dogs around him as swiftly as a flash of lightning.

  Mason's enhancer obviously has shortcomings, which made Barbosa a little confused after the injection, and even heard another self talking to himself.

   But it works really well.

   "Didi"

   The whistle sounded at this moment.

  The gray-black Batmobile swung its tail gracefully and stopped in front of the battlefield where the mad dogs were being crushed to death one by one. Captain Jack poked his head out of the cabin and shouted to Barbossa, who was killing a lot in front of him:

   "Hey, Hector, there are still a lot of miscellaneous things that need to be cleaned up! You see that your arrogant appearance is suitable for teaching them. Come on, get in the car! Let's find a place."

  The old pirate's muscular face showed a grin and an expression of enjoyment.

  He knew that his life was not long.

   But he doesn't care.

  He scolded the hippie smiling Jack with foul words, crushed the last mad dog to death, and threw himself on top of the Batmobile.

  Amid the bickering with Jack, the car drove the two legendary pirates who were in love with each other and rushed towards the more lively area of ​​the city as soon as they turned a corner.

   Meanwhile, on the broken dock.

   Colypso, who shrunk her body and returned to her human form, looked exhausted. She staggered over in a gray robe, and said to Mason, who was crouching in front of a pile of black debris, frowning:

   "Thank you, Mason Cooper, without your help, I could not have defeated them."

"win?"

   Mason raised his head and said:

   "You think you've won? No, Colypso, this is just a warm-up at best. The real high-end power of the Cleaner is still on the way. Don't tell me you're out of it now.

   This path is yours to choose.

   It was you who vowed to fight to the end with those who wanted your life, why? Want to quit now? "

   "I just don't, I'll stay here!"

  The Sea Goddess was a little embarrassed, and said stiffly:

   "I can keep fighting! I'm not afraid of these **** who want to take my power away."

   "You'd better sit down and have a rest, looking at you, I'm afraid you'll be out of breath, alas, it's really useless to wait for a weak god.

  If there is a card sister or a big super by my side, I feel absolutely safe now. "

  Mason looked up and down the current situation of Colypso, and made a very vicious comment. Then he set his eyes on the indescribable pile of metal residue in front of him.

  The Sea Goddess also saw the pile of debris, she whispered:

   "This is your metal armor, it's powerful, but you used it to help me block the sneak attack that made my hair stand on end. You saved my life, which cost you a precious weapon.

Feel sorry. "

   "In fact, it has no loss, but with your knowledge reserve, it is difficult for me to describe its current state to you."

  Mason rubbed his forehead, looking at the wreckage of the anti-Superman armor in front of him.

  He did not lie, although his battle armor has become a pile of mosaics contaminated with strange substances, judging from the information label, the current state of this thing is really strange:

   Tainted Power Armor

  Item Status: Symbiont Fusion·Highly Damaged·Self-Reorganization

  Item Description: There is something in your armor that does not belong to it. It may cause unexpected changes to this set of armor, but before you find out the truth, I advise you not to touch it.

   "It's 'healing itself.'"

  Mason explained:

   "It should have self-destructed when it blocked the black light that attacked you, but the black light hit it before it hit you, causing some of its characteristics to be stained on my armor.

   Judging from its current situation, the thing that attacked you should be some kind of vicious living thing”

   "It's dangerous! Mason."

  Clypso recalled the state of being attacked just now, she said very seriously:

   "I can feel that that thing has the countermeasures against the power of the gods, like a vicious weapon specially forged to kill the gods, for creatures like us, it is almost dead.

   But it seems incomplete. "

"What's the meaning?"

Mason sealed up his semi-destroyed anti-Superman armor in a special container, and picked up the core of the dismantled Ark reactor, and took off the discarded palladium battery plate that emitted white smoke and was severely eroded and threw it into the In the sea, I took out a new piece and filled it in.

  He looked at Sea Goddess and asked:

   "What is 'incomplete'? Can you feel it?"

"able!"

  Clypso nodded very positively and said:

   "Just like the instinctive fear of ordinary people when they face a fierce tiger, I also feel the same when I encounter that black light. If it is complete, it is impossible for such a weak **** like me to maintain reason and courage in front of it.

  Even just smelling and feeling makes me lose my fighting spirit.

  Whatever this thing is, it must have killed many divine creatures much stronger than me before, and I really want to thank you, Mason.

   You saved me from a fate worse than death. "

   "Well, I accept your thank you, but don't rush to thank me first."

  Mason raised his head to look at the sky.

  In the sky reflected by the more and more real world, it seems that some kind of power is about to infiltrate.

   "They may be coming, Lord Seagod."

  The young man rolled up his sleeves, pressed a button on his watch to send a positioning signal to the Demon Lizard Tank far away in the sky, and said to Colypso beside him:

   "You'd better hurry up and rest, no matter what comes next, it will definitely be more dangerous and deadly than the mad dogs you dealt with just now.

   But the condition we said before is still in effect. "

  Mason breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Colypso:

   "Even before the last moment, you can still choose to let go of your power to be an ordinary person with some mysterious abilities and live in another world.

   There is no shame in giving up divinity under the apocalypse.

  Especially if you have proven your allegiance to the world that raised you.

   You've bled for it.

  Even if the world is harsh, it should allow you to find your way of life again in the afterglow of the last day.

  Think about it carefully. Personally, I still hope that today's matter can have a relatively perfect ending.

   But don't worry too much.

   If you really can't make up your mind, my companion will help you end your fate before you are about to fail, without any unnecessary pain. "

  —

   "Ah, it hurts! Fuck, my whole body hurts! It feels like being tied to the keel and sailing all the way from the Philippines to the Caribbean."

  Beside the Batmobile, the old pirate Barbossa, who had returned to his normal human form, leaned against the car tremblingly in a tattered robe full of blood.

   While yelling and cursing, he took the rum from Captain Jack.

   In front of the two are the last batch of survivors who passed through the transfer gate, and behind them is the land full of the corpses of the cleanup mad dogs and broken arms.

   Most of these dead were killed by the firepower of the Batmobile, and a small half were torn apart by the hands of the old pirate who turned into a green goblin.

   "Hey, Hector, you **** has been bad all your life and finally did a real good thing before the end."

  Captain Jack popped two cigarettes, distributed one to his old buddy and helped him light it.

  Beside the two pirate kings, there was a particularly large clearer assault commander, with a syringe stuck in the neck of this disgusting and hideous guy.

   It was the suicide poison that Mason had given to Barbossa before.

  Facts have proved that Mason is not lying. This thing is really poisonous. A few seconds after being inserted into the neck of Mad Dog Commander by Barbossa, it foamed at the mouth and died.

   Captain Jack, who was leaning against the car, pointed to the grateful refugees who were rushing to the transfer gate, and said:

   "If you hadn't gone crazy just now, these people would never have survived the pursuit of those mad dogs. They should all thank you and owe you their lives."

   "Bah! What a good thing? I dare to do anything but good things in my life!"

  Old Barbossa took a gulp of half a bottle of wine to relieve the severe pain in his body, and exhaled a smoke ring with a pale complexion. He looked back at the cool but **** Batmobile, and said:

   "You coward seems to be doing well. You have chosen a new captain to live a good life. You even have this magical carriage that can send out big fireballs."

   "That's right, I have always had an excellent eye for picking people."

  Captain Jack smiled triumphantly, took a sip of the wine bottle handed by Barbossa, and then whispered:

   "Come with us, Hector, the K team needs someone like you, and Mason will not refuse you to join. We can wander together in other worlds as in the past.

  Gibbs has been transferred to be the security manager of the Iceberg Bar, and I just need a capable bad first mate.

  You can still see your daughter"

   "Well, this really blows my mind, and it's a good price."

  Old Barbossa grinned, then leisurely exhaled a mouthful of smoke rings, stomped his feet, and said:

   "Unfortunately, it's too late."

"Um?"

  Jack looked down, and suddenly found that coral-like gray cuticles had grown on old Barbossa's left foot, which was a sign that the curse of the devil's prison had begun to spread.

   means that the soul in front of him has been booked by the pirates' hell.

   "I just died once, Jack. No, this is the second time I've died."

  The old pirate whispered:

   "I feel very clearly that the shells of those mad dogs shattered my heart, just like the bullet you once pierced my heart, but I opened my eyes again in the icy sea water.

   I'm ready to step into hell.

   But death doesn't want me

   It ordered me to keep fighting until the last moment.

   Coming soon. "

  Barbossa touched the heart that was no longer beating, and he whispered:

   "I can feel that today is the last day of this world.

   Today is the only day we have left, I knew long ago that I would die at sea, and people like me don't die quietly.

   But I still didn't expect that there would be a world buried with me.

No.

   is two! "

  The old pirate raised his head with a grin and looked at the increasingly clear reflection of the world above his head. He said:

   "Not bad, right? Quite a funeral for a pirate, isn't it?"

   "You're **** going to die, and you're still laughing! What a fart!"

  Captain Jack’s heart was extremely sour. Although he had fought with the old guy in front of him for half his life, when it came time to say goodbye, he still couldn’t face it calmly.

   This guy is not only his enemy, but also his friend.

   He clenched his fist and said:

   "I will tell Serena everything you just did, and I promise your daughter will cry to see you off."

   "Don't **** touch my daughter! I warn you!"

  Barbosa gritted his teeth and smashed the wine bottle, cursing:

   "You will watch her grow up for me, watch her get married for me, watch her child be born for me, and then tell my story to my grandson.

   Jack!

  You swear! Swear on your dead dad's name. No, swear on the Black Pearl! "

   "Okay, I swear."

  Spyro made a pirate salute very seriously.

  Old Barbossa laughed, and glanced at the sea water spreading over his feet, his tattered black hat was being blown to his feet.

  The old guy bent down, picked up the hat and put it on his head, grabbed his saber, waved his hands without looking back, and limped into the icy water in front of him.

   In the distant tide, the Flying Dutchman was waiting for him to board.

   "Hector!"

  Captain Jack shouted again, he looked at the figure disappearing in the sea and shouted:

   "You **** tell me where your treasure is hidden! Isn't that the most important thing when a pirate says goodbye?"

   "Go to NMD, Jack! That's all I can give you!"

  Old Barbosa, who disappeared into the water, staggered, then turned around and raised his **** and cursed loudly. The second half of his voice merged with the sea water as a tidal roar.

   made Jack Sparrow laugh.

   This is the farewell of the pirates.

  Bury sadness in the past, keep happiness to yourself.

   "Good way, my friend."

  Captain Jack drank the wine in his hand and threw the bottle on the ground. He lit a Sika cigarette and looked at the ghost ship sinking into the water in the distance.

   He whispered:

   "You are just one step ahead, I will continue to fight with another identity until I meet you again in the **** that belongs to the pirates."

  (end of this chapter)