Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

Chapter 320 19 Ding! Ghost Rider Career Branch Opened! Please Find a Motorcycle to Complete the Career Change

Chapter 320 19. Ding! The Ghost Rider career branch is now open! Please find a motorcycle to complete job transfer

The spider car, which had been modified by master craftsman Mason Cooper, was full of power. As Old Wolf pushed the accelerator all the way to the bottom, they almost drove out of the radiation desert at a speed of "flying close to the ground".

What's even more rare is that the spider car's suspension system has an exquisite design that Mason has never seen before. There is not much bumpy feeling when going off-road at such a high speed, which makes the ride experience excellent.

They arrived in San Francisco an hour earlier than the agreed time.

Unfortunately, the legendary California style has long been lost here. Even the Golden Gate Bridge was razed to the ground in the nuclear war. It’s such a pity. Mason also plans to pay homage to the ancient legacy of the eternal American Emperor when he passes by.

"This place was plowed through by more than 30 nuclear bombs that night, and 60 percent of the people died on the spot."

The spider car was driving among the ruins. Eagle Eye, who was no longer angry, held the running cloning equipment in his arms and said with regret:

"I heard that Venom went crazy in the hell-like ruins and ate the remaining people, and then had a fight with Ghost Rider here. You can imagine the tragedy at that time."

"Isn't that bloody torture?"

Mason said puzzledly:

"Venom who survived the high-temperature shock of the nuclear explosion will probably lose half of his life. If he fights against Ghost Rider again, he will probably be burned to death."

"I just heard about it. I was still on the East Coast at the time."

Hawkeye curled his lips and said:

"I heard it all from my ex-wife."

"Mr. K, come here and let me kiss you. I miss you so much."

When the spider car drove into a leeward area according to Barbara's signal, Mason heard the shouts of his crazy beauty as soon as he jumped out of the car. He turned around and opened his arms skillfully, and Harley who jumped over also jumped in in cooperation. In his arms.

She nuzzled Mason's neck as comfortably as a kitten, and then noticed the two people getting off the spider car. Harley blinked and said:

"Isn't this old Hautley? Who is the blind man here?"

"Eagle Eye."

Mason patted Harley's waist to ask her to come down, and then signaled to Barbara, who was standing in the small camp holding a shotgun on guard, and introduced:

"A member of the Avengers in this world, a personal witness to that event, a down-and-out superhero, a perfect friend with Old Wolf, a protector of unknown express delivery, a blind sniper with perfect shots, and a good friend of the resistance in Schrödinger's state partner."

"Ha, that's a really bad list of titles."

Harley chuckled and followed Mason into the camp. Several multi-functional tents that had been set up were flashing warm lights. The war preparation supplies brought by high technology did not require campfires to maintain warmth.

"Barbara, do you still have your prosthetic debugging device with you?"

Mason asked, Bat Girl nodded, and glanced at the biological device held by Hawkeye again. She understood, and while sending a signal to let the hidden drones enter cruise mode, she moved her hands and said :

"I will prepare the surgical equipment for him, but it will take ten minutes of fine-tuning. Can you handle the post-operative recovery medicine, Mason?"

"It's a small thing."

The captain waved his finger, and Barbara returned to her tent to start preparing for the eye transplant.

It sounds like a very powerful operation, but for the biotechnology of the 2077 era, this "minor operation" can be completed by automatic devices.

"I'll keep watch."

The old wolf felt a little sorry when he saw Mason sincerely helping his old friend, so he offered to keep vigil so that others could rest.

This proposal played into Harley's heart. She dragged Mason to the tent, obviously intending to have a little intimacy. Mason did not refuse the old wolf's kindness.

However, Harley was still very measured. She knew that it would be inappropriate to go too crazy during the mission, so she just tried to get some warmth from Mr. K, and stopped disturbing Mason to continue tinkering with things that seemed to never be finished. manufacturing.

She actually quite enjoyed sitting back and watching Mason's concentration.

She felt that Mr. K was really attractive in this state.

Eagle Eye was placed in a special large tent, and Barbara injected him with anesthesia and began the eye transplant surgery. The entire process did not require human intervention and only required thirty minutes of patient waiting.

Because it does not involve the modification of precision prostheses, the recovery after this surgery is also very fast. Coupled with the medicine that Mason is making, it is estimated that Hawkeye can regain his sight within twelve hours at most.

As for Logan.

He leaned against the spider car and smoked cigarettes one after another in silence, immersed in some of the memories rolling in his heart. Sometimes he looked at the tent where Mason was, his eyes always full of worry and indecision. .

But seriously, this indecisive expression really shouldn't appear on Wolverine.

"Buzz"

Just an hour after midnight, at the quietest moment of the day, a sudden noise woke up the old wolf who was lost in memories. He jumped on the hood of the car in confusion and looked into the darkness in the distance.

The super night vision from the mutants allowed him to capture a dozen tangled shadows of flames coming from the far side of the city ruins. Those strange things left traces of fire marks on the road under the dark night, like Dirt scratched on the ground.

"Fuck! It's the Ghost Riding Gang!"

Logan jumped into the driver's seat and his first instinct was to retreat.

But then he realized he couldn't run!

Hawkeye is still undergoing surgery. He will be finished if he runs away from his old friend, and his family is still in Mason's strange box.

"Mason! Mason, take your things and get out!"

The old wolf shouted several times towards the camp, and the alarmed Mason rushed out of the tent, followed by the sleeping Harley.

But then, the drone swarm that maintained optical concealment was activated, and under Barbara's control, it rapidly advanced in the direction of the enemy's arrival.

Within a few minutes, a violent explosion completely broke the silence of the ruins of the city.

"The biomonitoring signals are all from a group of ordinary people."

Barbara walked out of the tent. Her left eye remained scarlet in a fighting state, but her right eye was blue in a reconnaissance posture. She gathered the information returned by the drone and reported to Mason:

"But the vehicle they are riding in is very special. Its energy characteristics are close to a quarter of the Demon Lizard tank. It seems to be some kind of energy vehicle."

"What guy is that?"

Mason asked the vigilant old wolf:

"Did you just say that it was the Ghost Riding Gang?"

"Yes, a group of lunatics who worship motorcycles from hell. You can understand them as the spiritual inheritance of the annoying motorcycle gangsters in the wasteland."

Logan saw how powerful Mason's assistant was, blocking the Ghost Cavalry Gang with a wave of bombings. He also breathed a sigh of relief and explained to Mason:

"Didn't Clint just tell you that the crazy Venom had a fight with Ghost Rider here seventeen years ago? I don't know who lost and who won in that battle, but Ghost Rider obviously left something behind. 'it's here.

Southern California behind us is the territory of the Hulk Gang, but from here north all the way to Pym Crossing is the world of the Ghost Riders.

I heard that some motorcycle gangs who escaped the nuclear explosion found the mysterious "holy object", and they learned some Ghost Rider tricks, and they were able to turn their motorcycles into hellish monsters.

Although they can't beat the Sons of Hulk, the speed and maneuverability of these bastards are top-notch, just like the roaming Western horse bandits, making them difficult to guard against. "

"Are they many in number?"

Mason frowned and asked.

The old wolf nodded and said:

"There are many. There are so many lunatics in the wasteland who can't find anything to do and are in chaos. As long as they can find a motorcycle, they can join the Ghost Riding Gang. They are one of the most powerful organizations in this wasteland.

The ruins of San Francisco are their 'holy city'.

We'd better get out before they summon more Hell Riders. "

"Hell Knight? Cool."

Harley rubbed her eyes to wake up. She was quite excited and interested in these mysterious things, so she looked at her Mr. K.

Mason has no interest in dealing with the gangsters in the wasteland, but he is very interested in the so-called "things" left by the Ghost Rider in this abandoned city.

"Barbara, is there a problem holding the camp with the current firepower?"

Mason asked:

"Do you need me to leave Fenrir armor to help defend?"

"No, this time I brought three Zeta Octanters and ten Terrorist Mobile Team mechas that can operate automatically."

Barbara waved her hands, put them on her waist to show a strong posture, and said:

"With their current firepower density, even the outermost Griffin drone defense line cannot be broken through. Don't worry, just go explore if you want. I will take care of poor old Clint.

His injuries were not limited to his eyes.

I just did a full-body scan on him, and I conservatively estimate that in order for him to regain his full health, at least one-third of his internal organs will need to be replaced. "

"I knew you were reliable, Barbara."

Mason gave a thumbs up and said:

"Grayson's ability to marry you is truly a blessing that he has cultivated for eight generations."

"Huh, that's right."

The bat girl snorted proudly and waved her hands to tell her bratty brother to get busy. She was still busy. The process of collecting data and information on this wasteland was very difficult.

As an intelligence expert, she felt it was necessary to be more intense.

This would be reactivating the abandoned S.H.I.E.L.D. observation satellites in the orbit of the planet, but even with the level 10 agent identity card obtained from the old Green Goblin provided by Mason, this was not an easy job.

It’s not that the technology is insufficient, but that those old satellites that have not been maintained for more than ten years are too broken.

"Are you going to the base camp of the Ghost Riding Gang?"

The old wolf looked at Mason who threw a cute little blue motorcycle like magic, and Harley who happily jumped into the motorcycle and scolded his two loyal dogs who stayed in the camp to protect Barbara. He said incomprehensibly:

"Why? We are obviously safe, Mason, don't ask for trouble, you will be in danger."

"The danger is always there and it won't go away just because I don't go."

Mason sat on the flying motorcycle, inserted the key into the keyhole, and said to the old wolf:

"You stay here, Logan, my girlfriend said that no one can help you unless you release your heart. I am very interested in your hidden past, but if you don't want to talk, then we can change the time.

Vanessa and your children are in my tent, go and spend some time with them, they are scared too. "

After saying that, he twisted the handle and quickly disappeared into the ruins of the city amidst Harley's cheers. Logan's hands tightened on the steering wheel, a weak flame burning.

He couldn't sit back and watch Mason be in danger.

But he has been unable to make up his mind to actively join the dispute.

"dad!"

The call from Jimmy Houtley sounded from the side of the tent. The young man who was frightened by the unique experience was relieved when he saw Logan. He quickly ran through the camp that was guarded by drones and rushed to the car. He hugged his father.

He said:

“That Mason was a bad guy, and he put me, my sister, and my mother in his magic suitcase, and he had a talking robot watching us.

But the food in his refrigerator was quite delicious, and Mom told us it was all from before the war.

She said Mason was a good man who would help us but I didn't believe it. "

"He certainly means no harm to us, kid."

The old wolf sighed, turned around and waved to his wife and daughter by the tent, then looked at his son beside him and said:

"He is a mutant, just like you, just like me. In this world, he deserves our trust. He is our compatriot."

At this point, Old Logan suddenly stopped talking. As little Hautley looked up, his father, who had been a coward for more than ten years, stared at the disturbing night in front of him.

With that serious gesture, as if he had made some important decision, he said:

"Go back to the tent! Jimmy, take care of your mother and sister."

"Dad? You."

The young man looked at his father. The old wolf looked back into his eyes and said:

"Mason is our compatriot. I will not let my compatriots be harmed anymore. This may be what I have to do, go back! When necessary, use your claws to protect the people you must protect."

"Um!"

The young man's heart trembled.

This was the first time his father said such words to him. He took a step back and watched the old wolf step on the accelerator and rush into the night, feeling mixed emotions in his heart for a moment.

When his father was a coward, he hoped that his father would rise up and become a legendary hero.

But now that Dad finally rushed to the battlefield, his heart was filled with worry and panic.

"It's hard, isn't it?"

Barbara's voice came from behind. Bat Girl put her hand on little Hautley's shoulder and said softly:

"That feeling of pride and worry, every time when my father left home with the sound of sirens at night, was so unforgettable when I was a child. It was like that at a certain moment, 'going out' became a symbol in the children's hearts. Synonymous with danger.

May I have your name? "

"Jimmy."

Little Hautley looked at the unsettling dark night in front of him and said sadly:

"My name is Jimmy Hudson Houtley, and I'm the son of Wolverine!"

——

Although the old wolf's farewell was very sad, in fact, there was no danger at all when he rushed all the way.

The first wave of ghost riders were all blown to pieces by Barbara's drones. The following people were already locked in the city by the hunting drones before they could gather together. A wave of battle royale had already begun. .

These riders are not difficult to deal with.

They are just crazy ordinary people. Without vehicles, they will not be more difficult to deal with than the gangsters.

When the spider car rushed to the scene of the explosion, Logan saw Mason squatting in front of a twisted motorcycle doing research, and his crazy little girlfriend was holding a baseball bat to help him guard.

Mason frowned, wearing fine protective gloves made by a fourth-level tailor, and pulled the broken motorcycle in front of him.

There is nothing much to say about this thing, it is just the most common hippie motorcycle, but its condition at this time is very strange. There are strange flames attached to the twisted body, especially the front and rear wheels.

This scene is very similar to Ghost Rider's Hellbike, but to be honest, the gap between the two is simply heaven and earth.

Mason stared at the motorcycle in front of him, and an information label popped up:

The demonized motorcycle

Vehicle quality: standard items·poor craftsmanship

Vehicle characteristics: weak demonization, energy destruction, broken mechanism

Vehicle effect:

The motorcycle attached to the demonized fire is endowed with power that does not belong to it. When controlled by a rider, the vehicle can achieve high-speed running at twice the speed of sound and maintain stability. When attacked, it can counterattack with flame spray, and will Demonic fire is channeled into chain-like weapons for use in offense.

hint!

The demonized flame of this vehicle comes from external gifts and needs to be replenished after consumption.

Producer: None

Item description: Please do not elevate your fan behavior to that of an idol, otherwise we will pursue and punish the rumor mongers across the world, bastards! Look us in the eye! --The Grand Master of the Ghost Riders, Johnny Skull

"This flame"

Mason took off his protective gloves.

He stretched out his fingers to touch the hot-looking flame. Under Harley's distressed gaze, Mason's fingers dipped into the fire but were not harmed at all.

On the contrary, the demonized flames on the motorcycle seemed to sense attraction, and quickly gathered and passed to Mason's hands, as if it was Mason's inherent power.

"The craftsman's magic fire manipulation skill proficiency increases during the injection of demonized flames. Tip! Please look for more homologous flame injections to quickly improve your skills."

This line of description jumped into the character card in front of Mason, making him wince.

A lightning-like thought flashed through my mind.

ha!

Your Excellency, I think I finally know who you are. You even hide your name for fear that others will know your identity.

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