One Thousand Nine Hundred and Twenty Chapters Troll Attack

But Tony always knew more than anyone else.

For example, the big guy who sells everything is likely to be Batman's butler, and people even called him "Master Bruce" in front of him.

Of course, this was what Luke did on purpose.

Instead of letting the big and young guess around, it is better to give him a wrong direction and keep thinking about it, so as not to be touched by the real answer.

That's why the young and old felt even more strange: what event would require the Pennyworth butler to do something, is this old butler finally going to evolve into a butler?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the big guy's behavior: emm~~ This one is actually more like a hidden villain!

After mentioning this information, Luke didn't go too deep.

Before the baby mount arrived, he said that he would not give Tony any more.

Once the big octopus really showed up, how could Tony get together to study it.

Others Luke wouldn't let them touch it at all, and most of the people he trusted officially couldn't.

Tony, who has a semi-official, or official, superhero bond, is the only fit.

Besides, with such a "big" surprise, Luke didn't say hello to Tony in advance.

As far as the strange shape of the mount baby is concerned, it will definitely be bombarded by the official as a villain monster, which is too painful.

Tony asked a few questions, but he died without getting any other useful information.

Luke casually threw half of the cheeseburgers in the big box into the storage space, and took them out in the deity in New York to add food to Selena and the dog's head.

Gold Nugget No. 2 has been running around with the first-level clone for the past two days, and has no time to eat cheeseburgers. This is considered compensation.

As the sky gets brighter, the sea breeze is stronger, the rain is heavier, and the outdoor temperature is only seven or eight degrees Celsius.

Most of the red body of the Golden Gate Bridge is hidden in the rain and fog, making it difficult to see.

But Luke knew that there were very few vehicles on the bridge.

Because many traffic radio stations have issued recommendations, reminding that there may be storms, and driving on the Golden Gate Bridge will be risky.

It's just a casual remark from a traffic radio announcer, but it can keep most people who don't need it from getting on the bridge.

The only people who go to contact these announcers are casuals from the PDD peripherals.

Luke's cost for this was just a small amount of money.

If you have money, you can do whatever you want.

As long as it is used reasonably, even just a little bit, it can affect the lives of many ordinary people.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, an urgent message came: A bat-winged troll had attacked the Peace Power Station in Panowerde, Arizona.

Looking at the few surveillance images that came out, Luke narrowed his eyes: Yes, it's this monster.

It has a pair of huge bat wings, its eyes are faintly flushed with dark red, and its head is similar to a bat head, but its body is hairless and smooth, more like a metal product.

Two pairs of barbed front legs and a pair of anti-jointed hind legs are relatively slender and somewhat arthropod-like.

Through a simple comparison with the surrounding scenery, Luke estimated the height of this guy - about 70 meters.

This information is important, but even more important is that the Peace Power Station is close to the border between California and Arizona, and only 300 kilometers away from San Francisco.

After the bat-wing monster attacked the power station, it flew towards the northwest at an extremely fast speed.

Arizona is a sparsely populated place. The news reached Luke about fifteen minutes after the attack.

To make matters more troubling, the weather in this area today is quite bad, with high-altitude clouds heavily obscuring satellite images.

That bat-wing giant monster seems to have something weird, such a huge body flying in the air, and it is not locked by the radar.

Mark's armor standing next to him also suddenly said, "Isn't the danger you're talking about this big monster?"

"Congratulations, you got the answer right." The clone stood up and made a move backwards. The Beidou battle armor hidden in the bushes flew over, and the front opened when approached.

As he stepped back with his left and right feet in turn, he stood in the battle armor.

In the small sound, the battle armor quickly completed the closing.

At this time, Luke beckoned for the second time.

A set of accessories also flew out of the bushes and hit the back of the armor.

In the sound of metal friction and collision, a giant Beidou battle armor with a height of three meters appeared.

Tony pouted: "You can't ask an engineer to improve the connection program, you have to be so rude, there is no beauty at all!"

Beidou's clone glanced at him, raised a fist and clenched it slowly: "As long as you can win, this is beauty!"

Looking at the fist as big as a water tank, Tony snorted coldly: "hia, is my Veronica's fist not as big as yours?"

Beidou clone: ​​"But it must have been beaten more times than me."

Tony: ...Maja Law!

After a few words of nonsense, he suddenly said, "Wait, I found something interesting just now." Then he sent a set of data.

Luke opened it, looked at the data brushed on the virtual screen, and then multiple red dots brushed across the east of Los Angeles in a line, continuing towards San Francisco.

It's true that the bat-wing trolls came to San Francisco, but Tony didn't rely on this to generate this roadmap, but a few towns or large equipment where anomalies occurred.

Luke frowned: "Strong electromagnetic interference?"

Tony: "Yes, I got some information from the power station just now. When this guy appeared, there was strong electromagnetic interference, and the radius of effect was about ten kilometers."

Looking at the intensity data of the interference, Luke took a deep breath: "The intensity is very high, and most missiles will have problems entering this range."

This means that it is impossible to kill a batwing troll with a normal missile.

Tony: "Our communications may also be disrupted to some extent."

Luke: "You inform Bruce to switch all the channels in the team to the mental adapter."

Tony: "I said it earlier. But our armor and weapons will also be greatly affected, so don't fall off halfway through the flight."

Luke: "hia."

In a few words, this major discovery was notified to all the combatants.

But this is only good for their own safety, not for San Francisco itself.

As long as the bat-wing troll comes, the electronic devices in this city will fail if they should fail, and there is absolutely no way to guard against it.

Suddenly, Luke saw the signals of two fighter planes rising from Edwards Air Force Base in California, coming towards San Francisco.

After two minutes, they disappeared from the radar signal.

Less than half a minute later, Tony said, "Edward Air Force Base sent two F22s to reconnaissance, and they crashed before they got in."

Luke wondered: "You didn't notify them?"

Tony: "...Notice, maybe I think I'm talking nonsense. The big monster with bat wings and carrying an EMP with him is not in line with the common sense of the officials."

Luke was speechless.

Official common sense is not the same as ordinary people.

Maybe they just sent two F22s to experiment with the bat-wing monster's portable EMP!

This has nothing to do with stupidity, because the loss is also the US official, not necessarily an official boss.