Trajectory of Dawn in the World of American Comics

The spider car modified by the master craftsman Mason Cooper is full of power. When the old wolf stepped on the accelerator all the way, they almost drove out of the radiation desert at the speed of "flying close to the ground".

What's more, the exquisite design of the spider's suspension system is a structure that Mason has never seen before. The off-road at such a high speed does not have too much bumpy feeling, which makes the riding experience excellent.

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

It is a pity that the legendary California style has long since disappeared. Even the Golden Gate Bridge was razed to the ground in the nuclear war. It is a pity that Mason plans to pay his respects to the ancient legacy of the eternal American emperor when he passes by.

"This place was plowed 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, and Eagle Eye, who was no longer angry, held the running cloning equipment in his arms, and said in a regretful tone:

"I heard that the venom who went crazy in the hellish ruins ate the rest of the people, and then fought with the ghost rider here. You can imagine the tragedy at that time."

"Isn't that being tortured by blood?"

Mason said puzzledly:

"The venom that survived the high-temperature impact of the nuclear explosion is estimated to have lost half of its life, and it is estimated that it will be burned to death if it fights against the Ghost Rider."

"I just heard that I was still on the east coast at the time."

Hawkeye curled his lips and said:

"It's all from my ex-wife."

"Mr. K, come here and let me kiss you, I miss you to death."

When the spider car drove into a leeward area according to Barbara's signal, Mason just jumped out of the car when he heard the shout of his crazy beauty. He turned around and opened his arms skillfully, and Harley, who jumped over, also jumped to him very cooperatively. in his arms.

She rubbed Mason's neck twice comfortably like a kitten, and then noticed the two people getting on and off the spider car, and Harry blinked and said:

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

"Hawkeye."

Mason patted Harley's waist to get her down, and gestured to Barbara who was standing in the small camp holding a shotgun on guard. He introduced:

"The members of the Avengers in this world, the personal witnesses of that incident, the down-and-out superhero, the good friend with the old wolf, the protector of the unknown courier, the blind sniper who hits every shot, and the good friend of the rebels in Schrödinger's state partner."

"Ha, this string of titles is really bad."

Harry giggled, and followed Mason into the camp. Several multifunctional tents that had been set up were shining with warm lights. The war preparation materials brought by high technology did not need a bonfire to keep them warm.

"Barbara, is your prosthetic adjustment device still on you?"

Mason asked, Batgirl nodded, and then glanced at the biological device in Eagle Eye's hand. She understood, and while sending out a signal to let the hidden drones around enter the 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 postoperative recovery medicine? Mason."

"Small."

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."

Seeing that Mason really helped his old friend, the old wolf felt a little sorry, so he offered to hold a vigil so that others could rest.

This proposal hit Harry's heart. She dragged Mason to the tent, obviously intending to have a little intimacy, and Mason didn't refuse the old wolf's kindness.

But Harley is still very measured, she knows that it will not be too crazy to play during the mission, so she just tasted some warmth from Mr. K, and stopped disturbing Mason and continued to tinker with those things that seemed to be endless. manufacturing.

She actually liked sitting on the sidelines and watching Mason concentrate.

She finds Mr. K in this state really attractive.

Eagle Eye was arranged to be placed in a special big tent. Barbara injected him with anesthesia and started the eyeball transplant operation. The whole process did not require human intervention, and only needed to wait patiently for 30 minutes.

Because it does not involve the transformation of precision prostheses, the postoperative recovery of this kind of surgery is also very fast. Coupled with the medicine that Mason is making, it is estimated that Hawkeye will regain its light in up to twelve hours.

As for Logan.

He leaned against the spider car and smoked cigarettes one by one silently, immersed in some memories rolling in his heart, unable to extricate himself, sometimes looking at the tent where Mason was, his eyes were always full of worry and indecision .

But seriously, that indecisive look really shouldn't be on Wolverine.

"hum"

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

The mutant's super night vision allowed him to capture a dozen entangled shadows of flames coming from the ruins of the city. Those strange things left traces of flames on the road under the night, like Dirty scratched on the ground.

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

Logan jumped into the driver's seat, and his first reaction was to retreat quickly.

But then he realizes he can't run!

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

"Mason! Mason, take your things and retreat!"

The old wolf yelled a few times into the camp, and Mason, who was startled, rushed out of the tent, followed by Halle who was sleeping in a daze.

But then, the swarm of drones maintaining optical concealment was activated, and under the control of Barbara, they advanced rapidly towards the direction of the enemy's arrival.

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

"The biomonitoring signals are a bunch of ordinary people."

Barbara walked out of the tent, her left eye was scarlet in a fighting state, while her right eye was blue in a scouting posture. She mobilized the information sent back by the drone and reported to Mason:

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

"What kind of guy is that?"

Mason asked the vigilant old wolf:

"You just said it was the Ghost Rider Gang?"

"Yes, a group of lunatics who worship hell's motorcycles, you can understand it as the spiritual inheritance of annoying motorcycle gangsters in the wasteland."

Logan was relieved to see that Mason's assistant was so powerful that a wave of bombing blocked the Ghost Riders, and explained to Mason:

"Didn't Clint tell you just now that Venom, who went crazy seventeen years ago, had a fight with Ghost Rider here? I don't know who won 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 all the way north to Pym's Crossing is the world of the Ghost Riders.

I heard that some motorcycle gangs who survived the nuclear explosion found a mysterious "relic". They learned some ghost rider tricks and could turn their motorcycles into hell monsters.

Although they can't beat the Sons of Hulk, the speed and mobility of these bastards are top-notch, just like the wandering western horse bandits, making it hard to guard against. "

"Are there many of them?"

Mason frowned and asked.

The old wolf nodded and said:

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

And the ruins of San Francisco are their "Holy City".

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

"Hellknight? Cool."

Harry rubbed her eyes to wake up, she was a little excited, and was also very interested in these ghostly things, so she looked at her own Mr. K.

Mason is not interested in dealing with the wasteland punks, but he is interested in the so-called "things" left by the ghost riders in the abandoned city.

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

Mason asked:

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

"No, I brought three Zeta octants and ten mechas of the violent and terrorist mobile team that can fight automatically."

Barbara waved her hands, put her waist in a strong posture, and said:

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

It wasn't just his eyes that were hurt.

I just had a full-body scan of him, and it's safe to assume he'd need at least a third of his internal organs to restore his prime. "

"I knew you were reliable, Barbara."

Mason gave a thumbs up and said:

"It's really a blessing from the eighth generation that Grayson can marry you."

"Hmph, that is."

Batgirl snorted proudly, and waved her hands to tell her stinky brother to get busy. She was still busy, and the process of collecting data and information on this wasteland was very difficult.

As an intelligence expert, she felt that it was necessary to increase her intensity.

This would be restarting the defunct S.H.I.E.L.D. observation satellites in orbit around the planet, but even with Mason's offer of a Class-Ten Agent ID card he'd gotten from the old Green Goblin, it wasn't an easy job.

It's not that the technology is not enough, but that the old satellites that have been unmaintained for more than ten years are too fucking broken.

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

The old wolf looked at Mason who threw a cute blue motorcycle as if by magic, and Harley who jumped into the truck excitedly, and then yelled at the two loyal dogs to stay in the camp to protect Barbara. He said incomprehensibly:

"Why? Obviously we are already safe, Mason, don't ask for trouble, you will be in danger."

"The danger is always there, it's not going away just because I don't go to it."

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

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

Vanessa and your boys are in my tent, go and be with them, they are also terrified. "

After speaking, he twisted the handle, and quickly disappeared into the ruins of the city amid Halle's cheers. Logan's hands clasped the steering wheel, and a faint flame was burning.

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

But he couldn't make up his mind to take the initiative to join the dispute again.

"dad!"

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

He said:

"That Mason is a badass, he put me and my sister and mother in his magic suitcase, and a talking robot watched over us.

The food in his fridge was pretty good, though, and Mom told us it was pre-war stuff.

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

"He really meant us no harm, boy."

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, like you, like me, in this world, he is worthy of our trust, he is our compatriot"

Having said that, old Logan suddenly stopped talking. Under the gaze of little Hautley, his father who had been useless for more than ten years stared at the disturbing night in front of him.

That solemn gesture, as if some important decision had been made, he said:

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

"Dad? You."

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

"Mason is our compatriot, I will not let my compatriots get hurt again, maybe this is 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 gas pedal and rush into the night, feeling mixed emotions in his heart for a while.

When his father was useless, 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 full of worry and fear.

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

Barbara's voice came from behind, Batgirl put her hand on Little Hautley's shoulder, and she said softly:

"That feeling of pride and worry is so memorable every time my father left home to the sound of sirens in the night when I was a child, as if at a certain moment, 'going out' became a Synonymous with danger.

May I have your name? "

"Jimmy."

Looking at the unsettling night in front of him, Little Hautley said with a sense of loss:

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

——

Although the old wolf's farewell was very sad, in fact, he rushed all the way without any danger at all.

The riders of the first wave of ghost riders were all blown up by Barbara's drones, and the follow-up people were locked in the city by the hunting drones before they could gather together, and a wave of battle royale had already begun .

These riders are not difficult to deal with.

They're all just crazy ordinary people, and without vehicles, they're no more difficult to deal with than punks.

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

Mason frowned, wearing the excellent protective gloves made by a fourth-level tailor, he pulled the broken locomotive in front of him.

There is nothing to say about this thing itself, it is the most common hippie motorcycle, but its situation 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 the hell motorcycle of Ghost Rider, but honestly, the gap between the two is simply heaven and earth.

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

Enchanted locomotive

Vehicle Quality: Standard Item · Inferior Workmanship

Vehicle characteristics: weak magic, energy destruction, broken mechanism

Vehicle effect:

The locomotive attached to the demonized fire is endowed with powers that do not belong to it. When controlled by a rider, the vehicle can achieve a high-speed gallop at twice the speed of sound and maintain stability. When attacked, it can counterattack with flame jets, and will The demonic fire is channeled into the chain-like weapon for attack.

hint!

The magical flame of this vehicle comes from an external gift, and needs to be replenished after consumption.

Producer: None

Item description: Do not become an idol for fan behavior, otherwise we will hunt and punish the rumormongers across the world, baby! Look us straight in the eye! -- Lord Johnny Skeleton, Grand Master of the Ghost Knights

"this flame"

Mason took off his protective gloves.

He stretched out his finger to touch the seemingly hot flame, and under Harry's distressed gaze, Mason's finger plunged into the fire but was not hurt at all.

On the contrary, as if the demonized flames on the locomotive sensed the attraction, they quickly gathered and passed to Mason's hands as if this was Mason's own power.

"The proficiency of craftsman Demonic fire manipulation skills is improved during the injection of demonized flames. Tips! Please find more homologous flame injections to quickly improve skills."

This line of instructions jumps into Mason's eyes in front of Cary, the character that makes him wince.

A flash of lightning flashed through his mind.

ha!

Hiding your head and showing your tail, you have to hide your name for fear that others will know your identity, Lord Destiny, I think I finally know who you are