Lower Manhattan disappeared completely. New address:.o

Under the gloomy gaze of millions of Americans, among the eyes of billions of TV viewers, the world's most prosperous city was completely razed to the ground by a huge slug that occupied almost a quarter of its area.

Everything here, all the prominent names, all the skyscrapers that are looked up to, and all the symbols representing the world's wealth hegemony, have completely disappeared from this once glorious land, and the glory of two centuries has disappeared.

Only a piece of ruins covered with disgusting mucus, dozens of meters thick, and countless wealth buried in the ruins.

Just as the culprit who created all this, like a victorious general on the battlefield, raised his head high, gunfire sounded almost at the same time in many cities of the United States.

It was the gunshot of suicide. Even on the east bank of the East River, many people chose to shoot themselves at this moment.

Because next, what awaits them is the humiliation of bankruptcy and credit bankruptcy. Instead of living with a huge debt that can never be repaid, it is better to just end it all.

Most of them are insurance managers.

Because the major insurance companies must use astronomical funds to pay for the attack, the two buildings and various affiliated property insurances in the September 11 incident cost nearly 100 billion US dollars, and this time it was the entire Wall Street.

At least one fifth of Manhattan is still there.

Hundreds of buildings, countless accessories, and even cars blocked on the streets, all of which were eventually forced to pay for the insurance company. Fortunately, there were not many casualties. You should know that the insurance company finally paid nearly 40 billion US dollars in compensation.

Under the oppression of this insurance compensation that may reach astronomical figures, countless insurance companies will go bankrupt, countless investors who invest in these insurance companies will lose all their money, their former wealth will become a bubble, their former glory will become memories, and the once singing and dancing rich will have to squeeze in among the niggers to wait for government relief.

This slug destroyed more than just a city, it destroyed the dreams and future of countless people.

But it was obvious that the monster was not ready to stop its bao, because after showing off its victory, it began to slowly stretch its body and sway left and right, as if it was unsure where to go. It was Jersey City on the right, and Brooklyn on the left. It was separated by the Hudson River on the right and Easter River on the left. The distance between the two sides was almost the same, and it was less than half its body length anyway.

And there are countless people watching it on both sides that destroy the American people on Wall Street. No matter where it goes, the end result will be bloody.

The unlucky people were all stupid, looking at the monster one by one, as if waiting for the final judgment. Some had already begun to escape, and chaos spread among the crowd.

After shaking for five minutes, the slug finally made a choice and its body twisted to the right.

The west bank of the Hudson River was filled with despair. The millions of people gathered there completely collapsed. Everyone was pushing and crowding away from their homes like crazy. There were even many smart-minded ones who jumped directly into the Hudson River and headed downstream.

The US military, who had stopped attacking, immediately opened fire again. This time they were really forced to do so. If the skyscrapers on Wall Street were destroyed, it might not be much stimulating to the US soldiers. Speaking of which, this term for capitalists, there is no good impression in the eyes of ordinary American imperial people. Even if it is destroyed, it is still the business of those consortium bosses. But now the target has become innocent people.

You should know that the entire west bank of the Hudson River had to watch the fun at least one or two million. These people were basically on the port dock near the river bank, just a river away from the monster. With its size, it stretched its waist and passed by. The casualties caused by wriggling casually may have to catch up with the entire September 11. In fact, before the monster passed, there were already a large number of casualties due to the trampling. In this case, the US soldiers were naturally anxious.

The attack in the sky is still useless.

But the US military on the ground can be said to have sacrificed its life.

Anyway, Manhattan has become a ruin at this time, and there is nothing to worry about. All kinds of weapons should be used openly!

Especially the trucks filled with explosives, one after another, detonated by the slugs, and the exploding mushroom clouds rose one after another on the ruins of Wall Street, looking like Belgrade under air strikes.

Because the height of the slug was approaching the energy barrier, the helicopter could not fly up. The American engineers even risked their lives to climb up, and then dragged them up from below with ropes, piled up on its back and detonated it.

But the results of these explosions are the same as before. No matter how serious the blow-off is, they will recover in a very short time. The only result is that it delays the speed of the slug. After all, these injuries can still stop it before recovery. With the continuous explosion of US soldiers, the slug has never been able to cross the Hudson River.

But such damage also angered the monster. It was originally planned to cross the river like a wounded snake, twisting constantly on the ruins of Wall Street, crushing hundreds of American soldiers under its huge bodies and turning them into rotten flesh.

But at this time, in order to protect their relatives, the US soldiers also took the initiative. Although the casualties were heavy, the remaining ones still fought to the death, especially the New Jersey National Guard who came to reinforce. The militiamen who vowed to defend their hometowns to the death were even more brave. Some even drove trucks filled with explosives to play suicide attacks.

With the life-threatening of tens of thousands of American soldiers, the slugs were unable to cross the Hudson River. The people on the west bank also gained enough evacuation time because of their sacrifice. Under the guidance of police and officials, they fled their homes in groups as quickly as possible.

At the same time, the forced evacuation of Queens and Brooklyn on the east bank of the Hudson River also began. After all, everyone knows that the US military can't last long. In just a dozen minutes of battle, almost a regiment of US troops and National Guard soldiers were crushed into rotten meat by monsters. Now, these soldiers in Manhattan can last for an hour after being over.

Both sides are not opponents on the same plane at all.

What if the monster suddenly turns to the east bank of the East River after losing its block? You should know that more than five million people have gathered in these two places. Once its huge body is pressed over, it will not be simply described by disaster. It will be an extinct massacre.

"Sir, you have to leave here!" In a building near the river bank, a New York National Guard soldier walked up to Wang Yue and patted him on the shoulder and said.

"What if not?" Wang Yue said with a smile.

"You have to leave, it's already dangerous here." The soldier said impatiently.

But an officer next to him realized something was wrong, hurriedly winked at the other soldiers, quickly raised his gun and surrounded him and shouted: "Rise your hands!"

"Okay!" Wang Yue raised his hands with a smile.

But then his right hand stretched forward. In the shocked gaze of the soldier opposite, his index finger gently tapped his chest. Then, in an instant, the soldier's body was as broken as a broken glass. Before the horror on his face disappeared, he disappeared, and only a ball of smoke dissipated in the air.

"Fire!" the officer screamed in fear.

The rifles in the hands of the soldiers around him immediately ejected dense bullets. Unfortunately, when they touched Wang Yue's body, they also disappeared instantly. Then they began with the rifles in their hands, and quickly dissipated like gradually collapsed sand sculptures. Soon even their bodies disappeared, leaving only the officer standing there with a pistol tremblingly holding his pistol and frightened.

"Who are you?"

He was flicking the empty bullets and screamed as he changed the magazine while frantically watching Wang Yue who was walking towards him.

As he moved towards him, Wang Yue's image began to change rapidly.

“I’m very complicated!”

Wang Yue, who completely turned into his appearance, stood in front of him and asked with a strange smile: "Do you want to change to a cooler image?"

The officer looked at him in shock.

And at the same time, amid the terrified screams, his body began to change strangely.

In the US military command in Midtown Manhattan, General Dunford, who had just arrived, was looking at Wall Street in the distance, which had turned into a flat ground. The soldiers who used their lives to hold up monsters were realizing their great ideals.

They were disappearing under the monster's huge body, and where the monster's body had squirmed, the land turned blood red, just like the legendary Hell of the Sea of ​​Blood.

"Admiral, a team of National Guard soldiers lost contact in Brooklyn." The brigade general who was in charge of the command walked up to him and said.

Dunford looked at him in confusion, obviously not understanding the meaning of this matter.

"The person behind the monster." The brigadier whispered.

Dunford raised his eyebrows and said hurriedly: "Don't move first. Lock the position and transfer a battalion of the 10th Mountain Division to surround it first, and wait until it is almost evacuated before attacking."

The Brigadier General immediately received the order.

While the large-scale evacuation of Queens and Brooklyn, a battalion of the 10th Mountain Division, which was besieging slugs, began to evacuate in batches, pretending to evacuate to help the people, and surrounded the building where Wang Yue was located from several directions.

Colonel Edward, who commanded this elite US military, had extremely rich combat experience. He was a veteran who had participated in countless battles since the Gulf War and was promoted to colonel entirely on the battlefield. Under his leadership, this reinforcement battalion completed the deployment at an extremely fast pace. Thousands of American soldiers armed to the teeth surrounded the target from all sides under the cover of armored vehicles. In the sky, the Apache helicopter group that received the order also quietly locked the building.

They did not notice that one of the National Guard soldiers on the Brooklyn Bridge rushed to Manhattan to reinforce, a strange smile turned around and showed.

Colonel Edward was wearing a full set of armor and looked coldly at the front. The scars left by the Somalis on his face looked a bit ferocious. After receiving the order to launch an attack, he waved his hand silently. The soldiers who had been on guard, like those American blockbusters, were holding their rifles and rushing towards the building quickly.

But almost the moment the first soldier stepped into the original hotel, the brave young man screamed and flew backwards. The well-trained soldiers immediately fell down in front of the gate. Then, on the tanks and tanks behind, artillery fires of various caliber spewed out, and shells flew into the gate with a harsh whistling sound, and then as if they had entered a black hole, the strange silent disappears.

Colonel Edward gave an order to Apache in the air with expressionless face.

Under dozens of Apache's short wings, Hellfire missiles dragged their long trails and flew into the building through windows, and then disappeared like they were hit by a black hole.

Even Colonel Edward, who had been through the battlefield for a long time, couldn't help but feel a little scared at this time.

"The target is out." An officer next to him suddenly shouted, a red light spot on the screen in front of him was slowly moving.

Colonel Edward waved behind him, and four car lasers immediately aimed at the door.

"Let's fire!" Colonel Edward looked at the screen and shouted suddenly as the red dot arrived in front of the door.

Four beams of light that were invisible to the naked eye suddenly shot into the door.

The red dots inside the gate immediately stopped moving forward.

Everyone stared at each other with wide eyes.

Suddenly, a very old voice came from it, singing like a hymn in a strange language, sounding like a priest's sermon.

Colonel Edward looked at each other in a daze with the officers around him.

"It's a bit like Hebrew, but it's very different. If I guess correctly, it should be the Ten Commandments and the Ten Commandments of Moses, but most of the words are specious." A Jewish officer said with a frown.

"Ten Commandments?" Colonel Edward was stunned.

"It's out!" But at this moment, a sudden scream rang out.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a heavy pace and the sound of a crutch leaning on the ground, a giant over three meters tall slowly walked out from it. This was an old man wearing an ancient white robe with a standard Jewish face, and his old white curled hair spread on his shoulders. He looked like a prophet in the Bible. He leaned on a stick in his right hand, but held a quaint stone slab in his left hand, and could be vaguely seen carved with words.

He looked at the stunned American soldiers with majestic eyes, with a hint of sneer on the corner of his mouth, singing an unknown language, and at the same time, he gently tapped the stone slab in his hand with the head of the wooden stick in his hand, and suddenly the light on the stone slab shone.
Chapter completed!