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Chapter 11
chapter 006 part 1
Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron Chapter 6
Martin slowly walked out, looked up at the sky, and after a moment, spoke: "Megatron, we... advance! Immediately organize the army, cross the Atlantic Ocean, and push into the African Continent! It's time we had our own base."
"As you wish, esteemed Creator."
Megatron grinned sinisterly, raised a hand to beckon, and countless Transformers began rapidly transforming. Under the stunned gaze of countless passersby, they swarmed towards the coast.
A long time later, someone, petrified with fear, shrieked, "That's my new car, you bandit!!"
Martin drove his Beetle, moving with the surging torrent of steel, his face indifferent.
After a moment, he suddenly turned his head and immediately saw Dr. Banner frantically chasing after him from behind. A smile instantly appeared on his face. He pulled over, parked, and opened the car door for Dr. Banner to get in.
"It seems you've come to your senses, Bruce," Martin said.
Banner gasped for breath, immediately buckled his seatbelt, and looked at him with a complex expression. "Where else can I go but with you? Only you can defeat the monster inside me."
The torrent of steel advanced, drawing countless stunned gazes along the way. This terrifying Iron Army sent shivers down spines. Seen from high above, this breathtaking spectacle would be even more awe-inspiring; the sight of countless killing machines moving at an exaggerated speed silenced everyone who witnessed it.
"Once we conquer Wakanda, what should happen to its residents?"
Megatron, who had transformed into an F-22 Fighter Jet, suddenly sent a message.
"Does that even need to be asked?" Martin said with a surprised expression, as if Megatron had posed an incurably foolish question. "Of course, kill them all to prevent future troubles. The Vibranium Mine must belong to us, Cybertron, not to those howling savages who dare to covet it."
The entire Wakanda, except for the Panther God, which has some spiritual and faith-based significance, is nothing but dregs.
Clean them all out.
Wakanda is destined to become Martin's main base on Earth, requiring no traces of external forces.
We just need to slaughter all those howling savages.
Millions of the Steel Army roared past, quickly reaching the coast and facing the endless ocean.
In the harbor, a large number of ships were gathered. Many people were currently looking up at this terrifying army, which blotted out the sky, their faces blank with stupefaction.
Dr. Banner looked at the sea and said, "Your warriors all seem to be ground combat soldiers. How will they cross the ocean?"
Megatron, who was nearby, swooped down from the sky, instantly transforming into a massive humanoid combat form that slammed into the ground, and suddenly laughed.
Martin also couldn't help but smile, raising a finger to point at the harbor.
"Aren't all these my soldiers?"
Banner's heart pounded. "It's one thing that you robbed a batch of vehicles to make soldiers, but now you're going to steal the ships in the harbor too?"
"This isn't stealing, Bruce, this is taking. I'm merely granting them life. They're willing to follow me of their own accord, so is it my fault?"
The smile on Martin's face grew deeper. Just then, in the distance, the Military's Atlantic Fleet was rushing towards them. A drone had already flown in.
"Martin, halt your army, or it will be regarded as a severe provocation against the Military!"
A voice emanated from the drone.
Martin cast a glance, and the drone was instantly activated, becoming a Transformer that stood respectfully in place.
Unbeknownst to him, a cruel undertone had crept into Martin's smile.
"Annoying, but good. I originally planned to only activate a portion of the ships and have the remaining soldiers who couldn't be loaded simply run across the seabed to Africa. Since you're delivering yourselves to me, I won't be polite."
【Please give flowers and evaluation tickets!!】
Chapter 14
Honestly, the commander of this fleet had issued the warning grudgingly. If he had any choice, he would never have done such a thing.
But there was no other way. Martin was rampaging across the entire US with an army of astonishing destructive power. What kind of situation was this? Moreover, these soldiers were, not long ago, the private property of local citizens, which was terrifying. If the Military didn't act, they would be lambasted by the public!
Therefore, after receiving the notification, the Atlantic Fleet had no choice but to brace themselves and issue a warning to Martin.
Yet with just a glance, the dispatched drone was activated, becoming a Transformer.
The strong signal given was already very clear.
In the high-level meeting, all the senior generals watched with ashen faces.
"Too arrogant, simply too arrogant!!"
"What exactly does he want to do?! This is a declaration of war against the entire US!"
"I demand a plan to contain Martin immediately, no matter what it is, just get one out!"
Countless people clamored and shouted loudly.
Finally, a plan was thrown out.
"If we absolutely must use force to suppress him, then the most probable plan right now is large-scale Area Saturation Fire! We can only gamble that his Soldier Spawning Capability has a limit!"
"Although we don't know where he plans to go with such a massive army, according to the psychological analysts' assessment, it's nothing more than establishing an overseas base. Are we to stand by and watch an intelligent group establish a power on Earth? Absolutely impossible!"
"Then... I propose that the Atlantic Fleet directly conducts Area Saturation Fire, and have all missile bases on the entire West Coast open fire, completely burying Martin!"
Once this plan was put forward, everyone fell silent, frowning with hesitation on their faces.
This was too risky. Yet, at the same time, Martin's abilities were simply too terrifying. If it were just about creating war robots, it would be one thing, but considering he was creating entirely new intelligent lifeforms whose values and preferences were impossible to assess...
In silence, everyone exchanged glances. Some voiced objections, while others remained completely silent.
By the sea.
Martin gazed into the distance, watching the Atlantic Fleet that continuously patrolled but refused to approach. The smile on his face remained constant, but every person who saw that smile via satellite felt a chill continuously creeping up their spine.
Marvel: Start Signing in with Megatron Chapter 6
Martin slowly walked out, looked up at the sky, and after a moment, spoke: "Megatron, we... advance! Immediately organize the army, cross the Atlantic Ocean, and push into the African Continent! It's time we had our own base."
"As you wish, esteemed Creator."
Megatron grinned sinisterly, raised a hand to beckon, and countless Transformers began rapidly transforming. Under the stunned gaze of countless passersby, they swarmed towards the coast.
A long time later, someone, petrified with fear, shrieked, "That's my new car, you bandit!!"
Martin drove his Beetle, moving with the surging torrent of steel, his face indifferent.
After a moment, he suddenly turned his head and immediately saw Dr. Banner frantically chasing after him from behind. A smile instantly appeared on his face. He pulled over, parked, and opened the car door for Dr. Banner to get in.
"It seems you've come to your senses, Bruce," Martin said.
Banner gasped for breath, immediately buckled his seatbelt, and looked at him with a complex expression. "Where else can I go but with you? Only you can defeat the monster inside me."
The torrent of steel advanced, drawing countless stunned gazes along the way. This terrifying Iron Army sent shivers down spines. Seen from high above, this breathtaking spectacle would be even more awe-inspiring; the sight of countless killing machines moving at an exaggerated speed silenced everyone who witnessed it.
"Once we conquer Wakanda, what should happen to its residents?"
Megatron, who had transformed into an F-22 Fighter Jet, suddenly sent a message.
"Does that even need to be asked?" Martin said with a surprised expression, as if Megatron had posed an incurably foolish question. "Of course, kill them all to prevent future troubles. The Vibranium Mine must belong to us, Cybertron, not to those howling savages who dare to covet it."
The entire Wakanda, except for the Panther God, which has some spiritual and faith-based significance, is nothing but dregs.
Clean them all out.
Wakanda is destined to become Martin's main base on Earth, requiring no traces of external forces.
We just need to slaughter all those howling savages.
Millions of the Steel Army roared past, quickly reaching the coast and facing the endless ocean.
In the harbor, a large number of ships were gathered. Many people were currently looking up at this terrifying army, which blotted out the sky, their faces blank with stupefaction.
Dr. Banner looked at the sea and said, "Your warriors all seem to be ground combat soldiers. How will they cross the ocean?"
Megatron, who was nearby, swooped down from the sky, instantly transforming into a massive humanoid combat form that slammed into the ground, and suddenly laughed.
Martin also couldn't help but smile, raising a finger to point at the harbor.
"Aren't all these my soldiers?"
Banner's heart pounded. "It's one thing that you robbed a batch of vehicles to make soldiers, but now you're going to steal the ships in the harbor too?"
"This isn't stealing, Bruce, this is taking. I'm merely granting them life. They're willing to follow me of their own accord, so is it my fault?"
The smile on Martin's face grew deeper. Just then, in the distance, the Military's Atlantic Fleet was rushing towards them. A drone had already flown in.
"Martin, halt your army, or it will be regarded as a severe provocation against the Military!"
A voice emanated from the drone.
Martin cast a glance, and the drone was instantly activated, becoming a Transformer that stood respectfully in place.
Unbeknownst to him, a cruel undertone had crept into Martin's smile.
"Annoying, but good. I originally planned to only activate a portion of the ships and have the remaining soldiers who couldn't be loaded simply run across the seabed to Africa. Since you're delivering yourselves to me, I won't be polite."
【Please give flowers and evaluation tickets!!】
Chapter 14
Honestly, the commander of this fleet had issued the warning grudgingly. If he had any choice, he would never have done such a thing.
But there was no other way. Martin was rampaging across the entire US with an army of astonishing destructive power. What kind of situation was this? Moreover, these soldiers were, not long ago, the private property of local citizens, which was terrifying. If the Military didn't act, they would be lambasted by the public!
Therefore, after receiving the notification, the Atlantic Fleet had no choice but to brace themselves and issue a warning to Martin.
Yet with just a glance, the dispatched drone was activated, becoming a Transformer.
The strong signal given was already very clear.
In the high-level meeting, all the senior generals watched with ashen faces.
"Too arrogant, simply too arrogant!!"
"What exactly does he want to do?! This is a declaration of war against the entire US!"
"I demand a plan to contain Martin immediately, no matter what it is, just get one out!"
Countless people clamored and shouted loudly.
Finally, a plan was thrown out.
"If we absolutely must use force to suppress him, then the most probable plan right now is large-scale Area Saturation Fire! We can only gamble that his Soldier Spawning Capability has a limit!"
"Although we don't know where he plans to go with such a massive army, according to the psychological analysts' assessment, it's nothing more than establishing an overseas base. Are we to stand by and watch an intelligent group establish a power on Earth? Absolutely impossible!"
"Then... I propose that the Atlantic Fleet directly conducts Area Saturation Fire, and have all missile bases on the entire West Coast open fire, completely burying Martin!"
Once this plan was put forward, everyone fell silent, frowning with hesitation on their faces.
This was too risky. Yet, at the same time, Martin's abilities were simply too terrifying. If it were just about creating war robots, it would be one thing, but considering he was creating entirely new intelligent lifeforms whose values and preferences were impossible to assess...
In silence, everyone exchanged glances. Some voiced objections, while others remained completely silent.
By the sea.
Martin gazed into the distance, watching the Atlantic Fleet that continuously patrolled but refused to approach. The smile on his face remained constant, but every person who saw that smile via satellite felt a chill continuously creeping up their spine.
