Chapter 112

S.h.i.e.l.d. headquarters building.

"This is the Trident that can control the weather and set off a tsunami?"

Like a curious baby, Howard stared at the golden Trident on the table with great interest in his eyes

"Its energy reading fluctuates greatly and is very unstable. It feels like a bomb that will detonate at any time. The change of reference reading... The energy source of Trident should rely on strange words engraved on the surface. They are like solar panels to absorb heat energy, and then guided by complex circuits to the top."

Howard holds a self-made energy reading machine and scans the Trident isolated in a solid glass layer.

If Luke hadn't told him not to touch at will before he left, he would be ready to study it.

The military tycoon is always enthusiastic about new things.

The temporary silence of the universe cube has made Howard lose his goal in a short time.

Namo's golden Trident is a good new choice.

"Luke said it had... Magical power. It's dangerous."

Carter reminded me.

"Magic... Hehe, that's just another form of science."

As a gifted scientist, Howard is undoubtedly a firm materialist.

He doesn't believe that there are really wizards, wizards, vampires and werewolves in this world.

They are fantastic creatures imagined by third rate writers to meet people's desire for the unknown.

"I once thought so, until Luke told me that under the surface of the world, there was a magical society in which mages and Demons coexisted and werewolves and blood families coexisted."

Carter shrugged. As the commander of the Divine Shield Bureau, she was naturally entitled to know the existence of the three shrines and Kama Taj.

And I saw Luke conjure up a fireball out of thin air.

This made Carter once doubt whether it was true that Superman and many female warlocks had a negative distance relationship of super friendship.

Luke, who wanted to explain what magic was, picked up a stone and hit himself in the foot.

He had to declare again and again that he was not a demon hunter. He had no scars on his face, would not be stabbed to death by a pitchfork, and would not jump from a place three meters high and then fall to death.

"If you have a chance, you can let him show you and satisfy your curiosity."

Listen, Carter said that. Howard was skeptical.

Although he often made fun of Luke with the title of female warlock pile driver, he never recognized why the Aryan devil with long horns on his head and full of fire really exists.

However, if he has to choose, he hopes that the former is false and the latter is true.

"I'd like to see what those female warlocks who play with other people's feelings and indulge in flesh desire look like."

Howard snorted and said angrily.

I almost wrote "come and seduce me. I'm easy to be seduced by women".

Carter rolled his eyes and said he didn't want to participate in the topic.

She glanced at the Trident haunted by lightning and accentuated her voice: "I want to sort out the information of Atlantis. You'd better not move. I don't want to wait for Luke to come back and find that the chief scientific research adviser of the Divine Shield Bureau has become a mass of coke."

Carter knew that every time Howard found something new, he couldn't help but want to study it.

Moreover, it is still the research model of bold death.

Before that, when the s.h.i.e.l.d. had not been reorganized, it was called the strategic science Corps.

This self styled genius and smart arms tycoon was almost killed because he tested the energy balance of the cosmic cube.

"I'm not a bear child whose parents are not at home and ready to make trouble."

Howard curled his lips and pretended not to care.

"The universe cube is my best toy. This harpoon can only rank second at most."

"Really? Why did I hear that you have made no progress in the study of the cosmic magic cube and began to conquer other projects."

Facing Carter's ruthless exposure, Howard looked a little embarrassed.

Because the magic cube of the universe is motionless and unresponsive, like a cold brick.

Howard, who has temporarily lost interest, has turned to making nuclear fusion reactors.

To this end, he and Luke worked together to collect a wave of wool from the budget committee.

Those Congressmen who usually stuck in their money bags and refused to let go easily are now afraid to hear the name of the s.h.i.e.l.d.

No way, they really don't have a drop.

"By the way, where's Luke? What did he do?"

Howard cut off the subject and said solemnly, "to tell you the truth, I've been a little interested in marine biology recently."

Carter gave each other a blank look. Do you want to study marine life?

Obviously, I'm bored. I want to have some exciting fun!

Luke told her long ago that Howard was an adventurous and unwilling guy.

Only scientific research can make him stand loneliness a little. In addition, there is nothing else, not even women.

After all, the stark family's male tradition is that before marriage, changing bed partners is more diligent than changing clothes.

"Luke should go to the White House at this time."

Carter raised his sagging hair and whispered, "this matter is not over yet. The emergence of a marine civilization is enough to trigger heated discussion all over the world."

"Explore, inquire, collect information... In the face of unknown civilization, all countries will use means. Moreover, Luke defeated namo Mackenzie and proved the power of the land world through a battle, but this does not mean that Atlantis will choose peaceful coexistence."

"Anyway, we are ready for war. Next, s.h.i.e.l.d. should be very busy."

Howard scratched his head and thought about the war between marine civilization and the land world. Isn't stark industry going to take another wave of orders?

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White House, oval office.

The sofa is full of people, the president, the chief of staff, the general of the Pentagon, the boss of the FBI

If a missile falls from the sky and the regiment destroys everyone present, the country will be paralyzed in an instant.

"This mess was caused by the s.h.i.e.l.d. they searched everywhere for mutants and monsters, and also made an x-weapon plan to pull those dangerous elements in and perform various tasks... Which led to the following things."

Edgar Hoover of the FBI took the lead. The president called them to discuss the response to Atlantis.

"According to the information provided by major general Carville, namo Mackenzie, the king of marine civilization, is also a mutant. He presides over justice for his compatriots. This is a legitimate reason and there is nothing to blame."

"Therefore, I think we can make appropriate compromises, such as ending the plan of the s.h.i.e.l.d. to recruit and host mutants, so as to win breathing space for the United States. I think no one here wants another war."

Hoover's analysis was clear. He looked at the frowning president and continued: "we can't get any benefits in this war. First, the people will have resistance. World War II has just ended. Who would want to fight with a group of marine races with guns again?"

"Secondly, we don't know the military strength of Atlantis. However, from the strength shown by namo Mackenzie, it should be no worse. They can live underwater, create tsunamis and hurricanes, and put the battlefield on the sea. The aircraft carrier fleet is naturally in a weak position and can only be beaten passively."

The admirals of the Admiralty nodded, and the two aircraft carriers of the Atlantic Fleet had no resistance to the sudden attack of Atlantis.

Those blue skinned undersea people, like smaller and more hidden micro submarines, haunt and are hard to prevent.

The vast sea area is their territory.

"However, major general Carville defeated namo Mackenzie, and the Atlantean who took the lives of more than 7 million people in New York and threatened our retreat was defeated."

Said a senior army officer.

"Since ancient times, there has never been any talk of the victor compromising and retreating! I object to the opinions put forward by any capitulationists."

Hoover looked gloomy and said in a cold voice, "general, no one said to surrender..."

"Before the war began, we wanted to settle the contradictions through compromise. This is the capitulationists! If we step back, there will be a second step. Should we, like the French, directly raise the white flag in the face of threat and aggression?"

Senior officers belonging to the Army Faction speak mercilessly.

This serious accusation made the smell of gunpowder in the office a little stronger.

Seeing that the FBI boss was sprayed, the Admiralty stood up and began to line up.

"In any case, director Hoover is right. In the final analysis, the trouble of Atlantis is caused by the Divine Shield. The Atlantic Fleet lost two aircraft carriers, the tsunami hit Anna Maria Island, and we suffered heavy losses, which need someone to be responsible."

"Hehe, you must have forgotten who pushed the Lincoln and Stannis back to the dock."

A big man of the Army Department was very angry and said sarcastically, "without major general Carville, the Atlantic Fleet would not only lose those two aircraft carriers, but we might even lose our sea power and have to shrink back to the mainland. At that time, your navy will have to face the end of being dissolved."

"It's ridiculous! If the navy is dissolved, what future does the country have? Expand its territory, strive for interests and radiate influence... Can your army do it?"

A big man in a white military uniform retorted.

"Mom, annoy FAK! When I fought in World War I, your navy was still behind the Brits!"

The number of people on the line continued to increase. There was a clear distinction between the white military uniform and the green military uniform, which directly pushed Hoover aside.

The quarrel in the office became louder and louder. Seeing that the two groups of people in the Navy and the army quickly rolled up their sleeves and swung their fists, the president covered his face coughed twice and knocked heavily on the table.

"You are all generals of the United States. How can you ignore dignity and look like street gangsters! The question of accountability for the Atlantis incident has passed."

The president acted as a peacemaker to prevent the confrontation from continuing.

"Major general Carville's plan to stop namo flooding New York not only failed, but also contributed. According to him, Atlantis's ability to set off a tsunami depends on the Trident held by the king. That weapon has been seized and kept in the Divine Shield, which is not a threat for the time being."

"What we are talking about now is how to deal with the existence of Atlantis. The Pentagon knows nothing about it. The only information is from s.h.i.e.l.d."

"Whether it's war or peace, there should be a plan."

Hoover, who had been sprayed before, jumped out and turned his eyes. "Mr. President, with all due respect, in order to improve the efficiency of intelligence work, the s.h.i.e.l.d. should share information with the FBI and the CIA. Only sincere cooperation can reduce information errors."

"Hehe, director Hoover, in order to improve the fertility rate of Americans, it's better for you to share your mistress with everyone... Sincere cooperation."

The Army Department's vulgar words caused a roar of laughter, and even its old rival, the Navy Department, couldn't hold back.

The Oval Office was filled with a happy atmosphere.

Thus, when quarreling, the next three routes are generally the most effective.

From parents and wives to the 18th generation of ancestors, the damage output is directly full.

What literary "other's mother's" has no lethality and can't even break the defense.

Hoover blushed with anger and said, "this is the White House. Generals should pay attention to their words."

When did the FBI boss suffer such grievances.

"Well, gentlemen, keep your manners."

Mr. President, with a smile on his face, stood up and made a round.

"Director Hoover is also dedicated to the public. If he wants to increase the way to obtain intelligence, there is nothing to blame. But the s.h.i.e.l.l.d. is responsible for abnormal events, mutants, Atlantis, etc., and confidentiality must be guaranteed."

S.h.i.e.l.d., and the young director, have proved their worth.

Facing the threat of Atlantis, the United States should rely more on Superman.

As for the FBI?

You'd better stay in a cool place.

"Mr. President, major general Carville is here."

When a group of people couldn't reach any results, the ivory phone on the table rang.

The president sat up and wiped his lenses.

The generals who had just fought with red faces and red ears and had a heated quarrel also sorted out their messy military uniforms and looked steady.

Half a minute later, the tall figure pushed open the door and walked into the Oval Office.

"Gentlemen, a war is coming."

He said so.