Author: Tezcatripoca

"Hello, Mr. John."

Mio Ito stood in the main control room of Yokosuka Port Base and spoke softly through the general broadcast for all military port bases.

Her body split into slender blood threads one after another from the inside out, extending outward from the open door of the control room.

No, not only the door, but also the gaps and small holes between the windows and walls of the entire room were penetrated by those slender blood threads, extending to all places except the military port base.

The screams were fleeting, and panic spread in the military port.

Soldiers wearing U.S. military uniforms were frantically dodging in the military port buildings, playgrounds, dormitories, and weapon depots, but they still could not escape the cleansing blood streaks. Almost wherever the blood streaks extended, any existence with self-awareness was completely wiped out.

Be assimilated as part of it.

The sound of explosions and bullets stopped ringing almost all the time, and almost the next moment, it became quiet again.

The soldiers who fell into madness thought they could cut off the incoming bloodshot threads with the roar of bullets and guns, but they didn't expect that they passed through the smoke and air waves in almost an instant, and at the same time they were introduced to Ito

In Mio's world.

"...Why should you be afraid?"

Through the main broadcast station, Mio Ito asked softly.

Screams rang out one after another, and the sound of gunfire continued to spread, but became smaller and smaller.

The girl's voice echoed throughout the military port base.

"This world is obviously filled with so much filth, filth, and unbeautifulness... The world we live in every day is covered by endless noise, crime, and malice.

"The pain continues, the differences always exist.

"...human beings attack each other, kill each other and even start wars because of their differences. Despite this, they still insist on staying in such a stupid world. Isn't it ridiculous?"

The girl paused for a moment and then said:

"Mr. John, don't you think so?"

…

“fuckfuckfuck!”

John was sitting on the helicopter, rising slowly with the huge airflow generated by the rotation of the wings. He looked through the window at the military port below. On the ground, bright red blood threads passed through the buildings and crossed the waves, completely covering the entire Yokosuka military port.

The picture inside.

He almost used all his strength to curse the terrifying transcendent man crazily.

For the first time in his life, he faced such a terrifying humanoid existence.

In the past few decades, John has always believed that the United States is the absolute master of this planet, and no one can stop its power.

Even if there is a slight setback, it does not mean that the United States has failed, but is just a strategic retreat after weighing the gains and losses, which is a commercial consideration.

But now it's different.

That terrifying existence that can turn into blood, manipulate blood, and assimilate others into blood has far more destructive power than cannonballs, more agile speed than new fighter jets, and more terrifying infectious power than the most powerful disease.

...almost incomprehensible.

In fact, when Mio Ito's voice just sounded in the main control room through the main broadcast to everyone in the military port base, he had already taken action and quickly escaped from the monitoring station.

Then, almost turning a deaf ear, he followed the others to the only possible means of escape.

——Helicopters currently hidden in Yokosuka Military Port.

It wasn't until I actually got on the helicopter that I finally felt a little more relaxed.

Overlooking the entire Yokosuka naval port, as well as the aircraft carriers and warships further away, every crew member and soldier has been assimilated by bloodshot. Those ships have also become Ito Mio's toys, and there is no possibility of being sailed back again. John's expression

His eyes were solemn and almost painful.

With the destruction of the Yokosuka naval port, the achievements of the United States in operating here for decades were almost destroyed in one fell swoop.

And all this is because of one person.

Although...that guy may no longer be called a human being.

As the helicopter gradually left the ground, the scenes on the ground gradually faded away from John's eyes, and his mood calmed down a little.

However, in addition to the failure of the military port base being controlled by Mio Ito, which ruined the United States' East Asia strategy, there was another hidden worry in his mind.

...That is the multi-million-yield strategic nuclear warhead hidden in the base.

If just one weapon of this kind were to land in the United States, it would be enough to destroy a large city and cause residents of an entire state to flee.

When he thought of this, John felt as if his stomach was constantly falling.

So he picked up his cell phone and called the president's office:

"Mr President……

"...Yes, yes, I just said 'she is coming'...

"...'Blood Angels' have occupied the entire Yokosuka Military Port...there is no way to move...Yes, I can only escape back to the United States by helicopter...I am on the plane now...

"...In addition, Mr. President, regarding the existing nuclear warheads at Yokosuka Military Port...ok...I understand..."

Putting down the phone, John's eyes flashed with a fierce look.

In the process of communicating with the president just now, the two people had already determined the next plan.

With the rise of Mio Ito, the entire Yokosuka Naval Port—no, it should be said that the entire Japan has been turned into a wasteland that can be strategically abandoned.

As for those strategic-level nuclear weapons, it seems that there is no chance of being transported away. In order to prevent them from becoming explosive bombs dropped on the United States, there is only one thing that can be done——

It’s just that one thing——

That would be detonating on the spot.

Although detonating several multi-million-yield nuclear bombs on Japanese soil would most likely cause casualties to more than a million nearby Japanese residents who have not yet been assimilated by Mio Ito, triggering international public discussion.

But - nowadays, how can we care about international consensus?

The helicopter flew higher and higher, and as he watched the sea and the military port below the helicopter gradually turn into small patches farther and farther away from him, John finally made up his mind.

"...Stuy, bring me my suitcase."

According to American law, the president is the only person in the United States who can order the use of strategic-level nuclear weapons.

In the phone call just now, the other party had already authorized him.

So now, it is time to open the suitcase, and according to the presidential authorization, detonate the several multi-megaton nuclear bombs on the spot.

John made up his mind and patted his secretary on the shoulder.

There was no reply from the latter at first, which made him feel a little strange.

"Stuy?"

He patted the other person's shoulder again.

It was only then that the other party finally turned his head.

However, John would rather Stuart had not turned his head.

Because, his body below the neck did not move at all, but his head above the neck turned 180 degrees and looked directly at John, showing a strange smile.

"Mr. John..."
Chapter completed!