Marvel World New Magneto

The next day, unsurprisingly, the media was flooded with reports of the Ghost Armor bloody battle in Western New York.

This was a big deal.

Thousands of people witnessed the scene with their own eyes, and dozens of military police and civilians were killed or injured. After traveling for ten miles, 50 vehicles were destroyed, and the direct economic loss was close to [-].

In addition, more than tens of thousands of people saw or heard the sirens passing by that night. This situation is absolutely impossible to suppress, so not only the media are rushing to report, but even Exploration Aerospace can not stand it. They were afraid of being thrown out as scapegoats and asked to take responsibility for the out-of-control robots killing and injuring people, so when the accident happened, the company became the most willing to cooperate with reporters. Spend money to PR parties.

With their help, the media got first-hand information and made the story of Captain Pocky Curtis public.Who was he, what honors did he have, and how did he go from a pilot to a ghost trapped in his armor, overcoming death and running ten miles to find his home just to see his wife and daughter again---the story though It's absurd and bizarre, but people love to see this---this modern ghost story focuses on action elements, hot scenes, supernatural events and government conspiracy theories, and it is no worse than Kennedy's death. Sculpting can go directly to the Hollywood screen.

And the aftermath doesn't stop there.The media reporters headed by the famous tabloid "Clarion Daily" interviewed all parties involved, and especially made a close-up of the widow of Captain Curtis's family crying with his arms around his beloved daughter. The grief-stricken photo moved a lot of people. People, a large number of enthusiastic people reached out to them, doing their part for the mother and daughter in their own way.

"This incident deserves a thorough investigation," said Colt, president of the Pilot's Survival Home Foundation. "The military always tells the families of the fallen soldiers 'sorry, your son or husband was killed in a conflict not long ago' and then for various reasons, never giving us the real details. This is simply a waste of life."

Others think of other things, the same Air Force, the same ruthless, air force base morgues cremated the remains of fallen soldiers for years and then dumped them in landfills, which took five years before they began to spill into the sea.The practice was never revealed to families for years, according to Air Force officials who spoke on condition of anonymity.This matter was also very troubled, and it did not subside until a long time later, and now it is recalled by similar incidents, and the survivors involved expressed their anger while showing solidarity with Mrs. Curtis.

"The only thing that calmed my mind was that my husband was properly buried with dignity, love and honor. And that completely shattered my mind that he was just dumped in the dump. This happened in the past. It didn't take long for the matter of Captain Curtis to appear again, and I asked to reopen the review of past events." A survivor told reporters indignantly.

In addition to the kindness of these folks, the congressmen who didn't have time to find out the truth could not help but shed a tear for Captain Curtis.

"It's not my personal mission, or the mission of the military or a company, to be serious about sacrificing people for my country, it's our mission as a nation," said Senate leader Bill Stone. "We have a responsibility to treat them well and to hold them accountable."

But what's the reason, it can't be Mr. Curtis's ghost that can make a pair of armor run ten miles without control to meet the driver's family during his death?

The owner of the Daily Bugle, J. Jonah Jameson, swore he had found the truth:

"The truth is that the military is experimenting with living people. They have obtained the technology of voodoo, put a wronged soul into the robot, and use it to test whether the new drone can be put into use! This can save the military a lot of money. Pay for the military, let them send our children farther, maybe one day you will look up and find that they have sent the forward base to Mars!"

***

"What the hell is this!"

In a military science and technology research institute in Arlington County, an old general with white hair and a straight waist could no longer bear the sensational rumors of the unscrupulous media, and turned off the TV in a rage.

"If one day aliens come and they have to catch a person from Earth and are willing to leave, I will pick up the net without hesitation and go straight to J. Jonah Jameson's house." He kicked down the trash can next to him with one foot, and the discarded documents were immediately scattered all over the floor.

Although the outside world has hyped up the drama of the unresolved ghost, but the professionals are dismissive, they firmly believe that there must be a ghost... er, there is a problem.

Now this institute is conducting research on the protagonist of the news. When the armor was tied up, they packaged and shipped it as soon as possible, and then threw it on the operating table to disassemble it. Now it has become a A pile of parts, scattered in front of people's eyes and motionless, the so-called soul may never have existed.

"Has the test report come out?" While the old general was still furious, he saw a technical officer of the same age walking in wearing anti-static clothing, and immediately asked the person who came.

"Their report found nothing -- no remote control signal receiving device, no possibility of manual operation, only the fingerprints of ground engineers and mechanics inside the body, and they have been ruled out as suspects. In addition, infrared detection has no thermal response. , the only discovery is that the surface of the body is magnetized, but it is impossible to determine whether this magnetization is caused by the factory. In other words, they know nothing." The officer who came in took off the protective suit, threw away the gloves, and put a fresh The report was thrown on the table next to the old general.

"Very well, our engineers once again made me shameless to my superiors, and if this goes on, I may resign with guilt. What the Russians and Arabs have not done in the past dozen years, our experts have done it, I want to thank them for making me so shameful all the time." The old general complained a lot, he was a ginger-headed man, and although he was not young, he was old and hot.

The officer shook his head, trying to persuade him to be quiet.

"Take it easy. We're not without explanations."

"How do you say?" Finally hearing the good news, the old general's eyes lit up and he asked with great interest.

"From the word magnetization, what can you think of?" the officer asked mysteriously.

"Magnetization...magnetic field...you mean those people?" The old general pondered for a while, and realized the hidden meaning of his colleagues' words. He thought about it, picked up the phone and connected to the intelligence department to inquire about the situation, but he was not satisfied with the discovery. Then he dialed another number and stood by the phone waiting.

"How is it?" the officer asked. The other party waved his hand and ignored him, listening carefully to the answer on the other side of the phone.

Soon the call was over, and the old general put down the phone and his face was expressionless, but his colleagues could see the dark frustration between the corners of his eyes and his brows.

"One enjoys life in an office twenty miles away in Manhattan, the other spends time reading newspapers in a prison under the Pentagon -- if that's going to work, they might as well go straight to the White House -- - We can't blame everything on them." The old general said listlessly, half seated on the table. "In my opinion, even if they did it, if there is no conclusive evidence, Congress is not going to overturn the imminent resolution for this, and the president is even less likely to accept the political risk, which will make voters feel that he has changed the order."

That's true, but that would mean that the person in charge of the lab would be held accountable for doing things poorly.

The old general grabbed his hair and was very distressed, he even sighed, this was not like he used to be.

"It's no more than the past, and we can no longer treat mutants as trash cans that don't speak, never fill up, and dump everything inexplicable. Now they're standing in the sun with countless pairs of eyes staring at them. If we don’t cope well, we will suffer ourselves.”

The officer looked at the lost appearance of his colleagues and put forward another opinion.

"Then there is a way, maybe it can get us through this."

"Oh?" The old general ignited a glimmer of hope and stared closely at his colleague.

"The armor came from Exploration Aerospace. You know, some time ago, in order to take care of their business, Sloka's procurement committee even turned down Osborn, and then these things happened." The colleague said slowly.

"It's really ugly to eat." The old general commented with disdain.

"But this is not for profit, but for other purposes. Those people want to win over the shareholders behind Exploration Aerospace, and use this to attack two companies at once." Colleagues slowly told the truth, and they were both members of the system. The old general has also heard about these things, but it is not so clear.He didn't even ask which company the other company was, which was no secret to him, but started pacing around the office, thinking hard.

"It makes sense to say that. While enticing and coercing, the exploration and spaceflight were eaten to death by those people, maybe they really did it, only they have such a big power to hide from everyone. This is an argument, then Let the top get a headache, the Ministry of Defense must have their people, let them find a way to explain it themselves." The old general finally made up his mind, he clapped his hands and laughed, but after a while, another anger came to his heart, and he turned around. And cursed loudly.

"Those people, those people! People have always said this to me for more than ten years, but we never know who they are and who they are. We only know that there are fingerprints everywhere, but we have never been able to catch them. It's just a stretched hand." The old general slapped the table and was furious. "What the hell is going on in this country, why are things so complicated."

The colleague did not answer his words this time, but opened a drawer on his own, took out a bottle of brandy and poured himself a glass, while tasting it slowly, he said lightly:

"I call this complexity maturity, and this country has finally matured after 200 years of birth."

Regardless of the mood of the person in charge, the institute finally reported this way, and they were not disappointed because the situation developed as expected.

After a piece of chicken feathers, His Excellency the Minister of Defense gave the following reply to the public:

"As far as we know, there are some things we already know, we know we already know some things, we still know, and there are things we don't know, that is, we know some things we don't know, but there are still some things , we don't know we don't know, these things we don't know, we just don't know."

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