Several attacks failed, and the military also made a ruthless move at this time. Long-range attacks were no longer needed. Armor, tanks, fighter jets and others were dispatched one after another, and they were about to blow up these alien machines.

Faced with the strong military's deployment, General Zod was not vague. Small warships like shuttles were like swimming fish, from the large warships hanging outside the atmosphere, whistling and diving towards the military's army.

Soon, the armies of both sides collided, and the dense firepower covered the space in the blink of an eye. This is not a movie world with a lot of ideas about the editor. How could a weapon that has not even gone out of civilization in its own planet to fight against the weapons of interstellar civilization? Not to mention anything else, just making materials crafts can get rid of the earth's craftsmanship.

Therefore, although the battle sequences invested by both sides were not proportional, the combat troops invested by the military were far more than those small battleships sent by General Zod. However, the balance of victory was still tilted towards General Zod. The defeat of these troops sent by the military was only a matter of time.

Seeing this, the military did not care about hiding other things. Some special troops were officially launched, transforming people, armored troops, etc., and headed straight to the battlefield of various alien machines.

"Nick Fury, I think we need an explanation!" Magneto looked at the scene of some images of the modified model of the experimental model that was obviously brutal to the battlefield, and said to the one-eyed director with cold eyes. It seemed that if the one-eyed director could not say anything, he would turn his back on the spot.

Professor X, who usually plays the role of comforting Magneto, also remained silent at this time, looking at the one-eyed director, as if waiting for the other party's answer.

Looking at the two mutants staring at me, the one-eyed director felt that he was under a lot of pressure and secretly cursed the military bastards. He didn't cover up the mutant test piece, and just put them on the battlefield openly. The most important thing is that this scene was also seen by the two leaders of the mutant, Magneto and Professor X. What's more important is that I was still by their side at this time. Is there any more bastard incident than this?

Of course, the one-eyed director also knew that something would happen to him. After all, let alone Professor X would not let Magneto do whatever he wanted, and even Captain Marvel and others would not watch him be beaten.

Well... it shouldn't be possible. The One-Eyed Director looked at Captain Marvel who looked like he was watching the show with guilt. At this time, the One-Eyed Director realized that he didn't seem to be popular either.

"I will explain to you Magneto, but not now. Now the most important thing we are to smash those machines that destroy our homes on!" The only way that the One-Eyed Director can think of is to drag and change the topic: "Professor, Magneto, the earth needs you now. I hope you can send the X-Men and Brotherhood people to help the military destroy those machines."

"Don't you already have mutants participating in the war? Let your mutants join you, and you can collect experimental data for you!" Magneto said coldly.

When the one-eyed director saw Magneto being angry and did not cooperate, he could only turn his eyes to Professor x. Professor x is worthy of being the Virgin. Although he was also very angry at what the military did, he still nodded after pondering for a while, turning his head to the Cyclops behind him and instructed: "Scott, you take people to help the military destroy the machine outside. It must be fast, we haven't been long."

"Okay, professor," Looking at the transformed environment that was constantly spreading outward in the video, Cyclops didn't say anything else, looked at the one-eyed director coldly and turned around and left the room.

Soon, the special troops of the military officially entered the battlefield. It is worthy of being highly expected by the military and invested so many special troops. As soon as they entered the battlefield, they quickly controlled the situation.

The armor troops took off into the air, and the agile armor was entangled with General Zod and his small warships with flexibility far beyond the reach of the aircraft. The heavy armor was waiting for it to be worked on, constantly compressing the activity space of these aircraft from the periphery and taking on the main firepower output force.

The transformers have also exerted their abilities one after another. Various attacks comparable to Hollywood magic special effects blockbusters have been emitted from their hands. Shock waves, flames, lightning and other attacks have really suppressed the small warships they fought against for a while, allowing the subsequent large troops to press forward step by step towards those environmental transformation machines.

Outside the atmosphere, on the Kryptonian battleship flagship that General Zod was riding, General Zod looked at the battle below through the big screen: "Why don't these natives on the planet understand that there is a qualitative gap between us and them, and all their struggles are just futile."

Seeing another small warship on his side being wiped out by the special military forces, General Zod frowned slightly and turned to the adjutant beside him and said, "I'm a little tired of playing, Fiola, join the official troops. Well... their ragged machines and genetic people are quite annoying. Let's put a few electromagnetic bullets and genetic missiles first."

"clear."

Just when the people in the United States were excited and thought that the environmental transformers that would be dealt with were about to be solved, General Zod's spacecraft suddenly dropped a few ball-like things again, and each fell to the battlefield.

The first silver ball rushed to various battlefields first, and then suddenly burst into a dazzling white light. With the explosion of the silver ball, all the Mi army in this battlefield area were paralyzed as long as the electronic equipment was used, and the armored forces were no exception and stopped directly in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the second green ball arrived at the battlefield, but this ball did not burst. Instead, it emitted a series of green lights, covering this area.

Just when everyone was a little confused, the military's transformers suddenly let out painful wails one by one. Then, except for a few transformers with super self-healing ability, the others melted, exploded, and collapsed in the wail!

With just two special types of bullets, all the special forces that the military has high hopes for are destroyed, making all the people on earth who are concerned about this battle sank.

Looking at the group of small warships that were re-launched and the ever-expanded range of transformation, an unprecedented sense of urgency surged into the hearts of those in power. So for a moment, the phone calls from military research institutions, military industry groups, and some confidential laboratories were simply blown up by people from all walks of life.

The big guys were repeatedly asking if there were any weapons to solve these things. As long as they could be taken out, the money was not a problem, and they could make the decision to place an order on the spot.

In this lively scene, Anthony, as the chairman of the Military Industry Group, was naturally within the scope of their harassment. Whether they knew each other before or not, the phone number was one after another, saying that Anthony's mouth was almost dry.

"Sorry, Fox Councillor, our group really doesn't have such weapons. Yes, I believe you also know that our group has just entered the industry this year and does not have that time to expand other products."

"Secretary George, you are too overestimating our scientific research capabilities. It is definitely too late to develop it now. The research and development of such things depends more on inspiration and a long time."

"General Patton, if you want weapons like mechas, we do have some new models that have not been released, and there are indeed some that can resist electromagnetic damage, but because there is no direct modeling, there are only one or two samples.

Our group does not involve long-range weapons such as missiles. In this regard, you should contact Stark Group and others. I just saw that their Jericho missile was good, and you can make them work hard in this regard."

...

One phone call after another made Anthony the busiest person in these conference rooms except the one-eyed director, and also made everyone in the room focus on Anthony.

Among these gazes, Magneto's gaze is the most complicated. Who would have thought that the little gang leader who was unable to make a fortune by relying on intelligence in front of him had now climbed to this position.

Looking at the meaningful gazes of these people, even with Anthony's skin, he felt a little embarrassed. However, he had no time to take care of anything else, because a call came in again, and Anthony was the phone number of Anthony's old friend General South.

"Anthony, I won't talk nonsense to you. The alien machine close to New York will be handed over to you. No problem," General South said quite bluntly.

Anthony's eyes narrowed when he heard this, pondered for a moment, and chuckled, "General South, you are a little embarrassed by me. Even if I want to take on this task, I can't do anything about it."

"Don't put garlic on me, Anthony, don't I know you yet? You must have something to solve them!" General South said bluntly: "Now I don't have time to grind you. You can ask for anything you have. As long as it's not too much, the Ministry of Defense will not refuse. And don't forget that New York City is your private area now, and you shouldn't want it to be destroyed by those alien machines."

Anthony was silent when he heard this, and glanced at the surveillance screen not far away. The corner on the side was divided into shows where it was near New York. Looking at the ground that was continuously extended and transformed by a machine, Anthony pondered for a moment, and then said in a solemn voice: "I only care about the machines in New York."

"Enough, we will arrange for others to deal with the stations in other places." General South nodded.

"That's it," Anthony hung up the phone without asking for anything.

"Anthony, do you really have a way to solve that machine?" Seeing that Anthony hung up the phone, the one-eyed director asked hurriedly.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Anthony said lightly: "What if it's done?"

After saying that, Anthony ignored the one-eyed director and picked up the phone and called Dr Fashion.

"What's the matter with the boss?" asked Dr. Fashion.
Chapter completed!