Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

"Quick, quick! Come and assemble, you slackers!"

Rough yelling sounded in the underground barracks of Scarlet Castle, very much like a devil instructor during military training, and along with the roaring sound was the whipping of the pointer.

Sounds nasty.

The doors of every room in the corridor were quickly pushed open, and the vampire recruits in uniform black uniforms flocked to the training hall ahead and took weapons from the special personnel, wearing them while rushing.

This action is logically difficult to complete, but considering that vampires are heterogeneous after all, and their qualities are far superior to ordinary people, so after a few minutes of emergency assembly, an army of 300 vampires quickly lined up complete.

Their skin colors and body shapes are different, and there are coats of arms of various vampire families on the sleeves of their clothes, representing their origins and identities.

For a vampire, inheritance is very important.

These ridiculously hypocritical guys always advertise their origins on various occasions, especially those vampires from big families with a lot of problems.

Even if the clothes are of the same style, they must be handmade by a certain family tailor. Obviously, they are standard weapons and I don’t understand engineering at all. I have to make some appearance modifications to make it look cooler, although this will seriously damage Weapon life.

Even the blood plasma in the marching kettle had to be chilled and must match his own blood type, otherwise it would be easy to get drunk.

In fact, vampires are extremely hungry, not to mention plasma, and mouse blood can't satisfy their hunger, but these guys started to go all the way in these crooked ways because of their long life and boring life.

"Listen to me!"

A tall figure in a camouflage uniform and high-top boots held a pointer under his arm, walked back and forth in front of the well-trained vampire recruits, and shouted loudly:

"In 20 minutes, there will be several conquistador teams going to the battlefield world to carry out secret missions. Some recruits need to be recruited to participate in it. You are honored to have won the lottery.

Keep in mind all the knowledge you have learned in training, obey orders and listen to instructions, do not act in private or deliberately show your bravery, your family elders should have told you that only by surviving the brutal war can you have a chance to make contributions, and Start your own family sometime in the future.

I won't say too many words, I wish you rookies a smooth journey.

Start checking gear now! "

The instructor, who was far thicker than ordinary vampires, gave an order, and the recruits in front of him immediately began to complete the final armament in a decent manner, but at this moment, Mason, who was dressed in a goth, flicked his afro wig to the left while mingling with the crowd. Look to the right and see that these young vampires are just putting on a show.

Obviously, as fantasy aliens, they trust their magic and claws more than the standard firearms in their hands.

But it's not their fault either.

Mason cast a disgusted glance at the weapon that once belonged to a young vampire in his hand. It looks like a sci-fi thing, and it should be an imitation of some kind of electromagnetic-kinetic dual-purpose firearm, but the imitation is so bad that it is obviously a defective product.

The shoddy charging system, the imaginatively designed kinetic energy storage device, the bullet expanded to an exaggerated caliber in order to enhance the destructive power, and the bullpup structure that looks handsome but is actually not used by birds.

In the view of Mason, a master of engineering, this is definitely a product after the designer drank too much and let himself go.

The risk of bombing after firing this thing at most 30 rounds in a row will increase to an exaggerated level. Taking it to the battlefield is really not as safe as Master Ye going to World War II with his bare hands.

The only thing that can't go wrong with this thing is probably the hot-melt bayonet for close combat that is distributed with the gun.

"It seems that Emilia is not exaggerating. The locally recruited vampires are really being used as cannon fodder, and their treatment is not even comparable to that of the elite clearer strikers.

But it may also be some kind of screening mechanism.

After all, it is difficult to equip new recruits with powerful weapons to play a practical role. It is better to wait for them to become veterans before talking about equipment upgrades. "

Mason thought of this in his mind, and picked up a wrench and pliers from the tool box next to him and spent a few minutes modifying the industrial waste in his hand.

Do you think he'll fix this industrial junk back to barely usable condition?

NONONO.

This is a feces that even a master like Mason can't save, so the captain deliberately magnified the various defects of this thing and turned this thing into a controllable Boom.

The most outrageous thing is that a scrap-quality firearm turned into a high-quality explosive after being modified in this way.

Gun Bomb, Get!

"Communication test! Please answer if you receive it!"

Barbara's voice quickly rang in Mason's ears, and the captain politely rejected the tobacco offered by the vampire buddy next to him, pretending to close his eyes and rest his mind, he responded casually.

He glanced to the side, who knew what raw material was added to the tobacco, the smoke from the guy next to him was actually black, and he was so excited, he shared the tobacco with the other people beside him in high spirits.

The instructors not far away didn't even look at this scene, as if they were used to it.

Even the fucking vampires have degenerated into the Two Gun Army. The military discipline of the Conqueror's Servant Army is obviously problematic, but for a group of cannon fodder, what more can you ask for?

"How's the situation over there?"

Mason asked, and Barbara responded depressedly:

"These female vampires are simply sick. They just invited me and Harley to the 'Blood Exchange Conference', where they gave each other blood to taste.

It is said that this can increase friendship and bonds.

There is also a female vampire who is eyeing Selena. If I hadn't stopped her, Catwoman would have almost killed her. That guy actually wanted to use force. But I have already seen the conqueror who followed our recruits .

The bad news is that although these guys are very powerful, judging from their mental tension, they are obviously a group of recruits, maybe they are dark X-men who have just hatched from a nest world. I saw a The guy with the claws on his hand should be a blood clone of the old wolf. "

"Hey, so this is a cannon fodder operation?"

Mason closed his eyes and said:

"We are really lucky. We can encounter such an exciting situation by randomly choosing a smuggling operation. Don't worry about them. After you pass, you will move to my position.

Don't rush to work, I want to see what these guys' secret missions are for?

Keep an eye on Harley for me, don't let her make trouble. "

"Okay. Well, she just popped a vampire's head with a wine bottle. It seems that the other party called her a lunatic. I'll go and have a look and get in touch later."

Batgirl was very tired and hung up the communication. At this time, the countdown had just reached five minutes. Mason suddenly opened his eyes and saw a group of guys in alienated X-Men uniforms walking into the training led by several instructors. hall.

These should be the conquerors who need to cooperate this time.

"Little Rascal, Iceman, Fireman, Psylocke, Colossus and Storm, these are all old acquaintances."

Mason was familiar with the identities of these guys from their attire.

They were all young, as Barbara said, although these rookie conquerors tried their best to show their strength, the feeling of deliberately pretending to be icy to cover up the feeling of guilt in their hearts could not be hidden from the veteran Mason.

Considering that the Weapon X project base in his hometown has been blown up along with the planet, it is certain that these guys should come from other lair worlds.

How did this utopia work!

Mason narrowed his eyes and thought.

How long has it been, without blowing up other planets with Project Weapon X? What are you doing here? Waiting for the Chinese New Year to collect mahjong tiles?

The few rookies didn't notice that Mason in the vampire group was peeping at them. They were very arrogant and didn't even look at the vampire recruits around them, as if these cannon fodder didn't exist at all.

Instead, some vampires looked at these rookie conquerors with envious eyes, as if they regarded their existence as a goal in their long life.

Emilia said before that although she is one of the leaders of the vampires, not all the vampire elders are willing to resist. Some of them are very strong and have decided to join the Cleaner system.

Wake up.

Mason shook his head and said with emotion, sure enough, there is no shortage of these unappetizing guys jumping up and down like monkeys in any world.

"Three minutes countdown!"

Several vampire instructors shouted, and the recruits who were moving freely in the hall immediately rearranged. A strange device placed at the end of the hall was also activated, and a huge electric current began to dance to form several rotating arcs of light.

It's some kind of proximity teleportation device.

Mason saw its function at a glance. It is a transmitter designed to simulate the sonic boom channel of the Apocalypse mother box. Because it cannot directly use the rougher mother box to transmit in the Lord's World, he made these things to temporarily open the short-distance position. face fissures.

The technological content is not high.

The reason why it works is purely because Emilia's world is very close to the Lord's world in the coordinates of the parallel world system, but this small device is also beneficial.

It takes effect in a short period of time, and the disturbance of time and space will not be particularly severe, so it is very suitable for the current small penetration.

However, 300 people were teleported at one time and led by a group of rookies. This movement is a bit too loud. It is not the way of elite penetration at all, but it seems to be actively sending people's heads.

Mason narrowed his eyes, and he analyzed a terrifying possibility.

The moment of action arrived before he could think too much, the dazzling arc of light swirled to form a pale light curtain, and under the scolding of the instructors, the vampire recruits rushed into it with restlessness and some kind of weird excitement.

Mason glanced at the conquistador recruits at the back, and then rushed in. A white light flashed, and he was sent to the destination in a very violent teleportation vibration.

The surrounding vampires appeared from the air and fell in all directions. Those who reacted quickly could spread their blood wings to suspend in the air, and those who reacted slowly would be thrown into the mud below.

When Mason landed slowly in the air, he raised his head and looked forward. There was a brightly lit city in the distance. It didn't look like a war zone. It should have been sent directly to a certain area behind the Lord's World.

But when he landed, he frowned. Under the disgusted gazes of other vampires, the captain squatted down, grabbed a handful of dirt, and sniffed lightly in front of his nostrils.

"What are you doing? The guy who humiliated his own blood!"

The vampire beside Mason who came from the "Emilia family" couldn't stand it any longer. He scolded:

"Don't do such a stupid thing, it will bring shame to the glory of the Scarlet Mistress! People of other families are watching, get up quickly! Throw away the mud and wipe your hands clean!

You inferior creature that taints your blood! "

"Instead of scolding me, I think you should hold your weapon tight now."

Mason looked at the mud in his hand and whispered:

"We're in trouble."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Where's that around. Wait! What's that?"

The vampire who scolded Mason soon realized that something was wrong. In the dark night not far from the landing site, some strange "slime creatures" slowly appeared from the black soil.

They are like moving mud, twisting their bodies to form, and then turning into soldiers with strong bodies.

The scars from before death remained on its skin, but it did not affect its actions. Instead, it grabbed the weapon that was formed together at the moment it was formed and attacked the group of vampires who fell to death.

The attack came so suddenly that the vampires had no time to react, and a third of them were knocked down by the hot weapon with strange energy on the opposite side.

These guys resurrected from the mud are outrageous. Not only have their bodies been restored, but even those powerful firearms have been copied together, and they appeared without warning, without any magical reaction at all.

"boom"

The fastest one to charge was a guy wielding two knives who was hit by a gun thrown by Mason, and then caused a big explosion, involving a group of dead people around him.

The bombed corpses quickly collapsed back to the ground like mud, and were reborn as black mud a few seconds later, continuing to charge with their swords drawn.

This scene made Mason blink his eyes and released Kevin to test the composition of the soil.

The showman ooze monster landed on the ground, grabbed the mud and stuffed it into its mouth, but then spit it out, strangled its own neck, and waved at Mason repeatedly, as if it was going to be poisoned to death.

Suggesting that this thing just looks like delicious magic slime is actually another supernatural thing entirely.

Mason had the bottom line in his mind, he got up and kicked a few terrified Emilia family vampire recruits beside him, and scolded:

"Go! You can't stay here anymore, leave the land with black soil, or you will die."

After speaking, he turned around and disappeared in a splashing posture.

After three water teleportations, Mason appeared in a safe area several kilometers away. There is no weird "black soil" here, or those weird things have not yet extended here.

Apparently that thing is "alive".

It should be some kind of "intelligent defense system" arranged by the righteous lords of this world, and Mason has already recognized the origin of this thing.

While changing clothes on the spot, he activated the communication and said to Barbara:

"Gather in my direction immediately, old lady, these justice lords are simply crazy, to spill such dangerous things in their own world."

"What are these unkillable things?"

Barbara screamed. Obviously, she was also attacked. Mason glanced back at the bleak night behind him, and said in a low voice:

"Pay attention to the rings on their hands, every resurrected guy has them on their fingers. Have you heard of the Blackest Night? You should know the Black Lantern Ring, right?

The justice lords awakened the Black Death Emperor to form the Black Lantern Legion, and manipulated it in some way. Let's understand it as an enhanced version of the coming of the rotten country.

If my predictions are correct, the Black Lantern forces are already stationed in this world.

It's really an exaggerated defense method, no wonder it can last for so long under the attack of a conqueror sequence, there is something. "

"We're on our way to you, and we expect to arrive in ten minutes."

After Barbara reported something, Mason pondered for a moment and said to his team members:

"By the way, rescue a few rookie conquerors from your side, and bring them here to meet up. I have something to ask them, and I can use it later."

"receive!"

Barbara responded, and Mason rushed back.

The previously preset landing point has already flowed into rivers of blood. Vampire recruits and conqueror rookies are killed by the resurrected dead. What is even more terrifying is that those dead guys will be melted into the black mud and transformed into opponents to continue to kill. .

"We have to go!"

Conqueror rookie Colossus shouted:

"I'll stand up to them, hurry up and go! Meet at the location designated by the superior!"

The other young mutants frantically defended against the enemy, apparently not intending to abandon their compatriots.

But their efforts have had little success.

Soon, he was surrounded by the dead around him, and a cold wind suddenly blew up when he saw that the group was about to be wiped out. Under the surprised gazes of several rookies, the nearest dead were quickly frozen in the cold wind, and then The rapid spread gave them some breathing room.

"Why are you still standing there? Rookies! Come to me!"

Mason's voice appeared in their ears, guiding the direction and saying:

"Which base did you come from? Are you so poor in combat experience? Are all the clones like this now? Let me introduce myself. I am the third batch of No. 13 experimental subject of the Weapon X project doomsday plan, code-named 'Maia'.

Let's count your seniors? "

"!!!"

Mason's self-introduction hit the hearts of these conqueror recruits like a thunderbolt. They looked at each other and saw the disbelief in their eyes.

The third batch!

There is also an exclusive code!

boss!

This is definitely a legendary boss!

Although I don't understand why this ancient Sequence boss appeared here, his ability to accurately state his origin and source proves that he is indeed a member of the Conqueror's First Sequence.

The Weapon X project is a top-secret matter in the Conqueror system because of its particularity and the influence of Utopia. It is impossible for someone not to tell such accurate information.

ah! It was saved this time.