San Francisco under the sunset reveals a bit of West Coast romance.

Beautiful apocalyptic scenes such as ruined walls, ravines on the ground, and cities burned by seas of fire all appear in the real world.

Dusk weaves the last afterglow into a gauze, drapes it on Chu Xin's majestic arms, pulls its mountainous back into a shadow area of ​​human psychology, and distributes it to billions of people around the world through the lens of the media.

Chu Xin headed towards the east of the city, gradually away from the ocean, not very fast but with a firm pace.

In the downtown area of ​​San Francisco, a devoured monster skull was randomly discarded on the ground.

Yes, before Chu Xin left, he chewed Kraken's head clean in front of everyone.

Tasting is one thing, but it can also replenish your physical strength and improve your genetic chain.

The scene full of primitive blood and violence sent chills down the spine and fear in the heart. Human beings, who pride themselves on being the soul of all things, were hit hard at this moment.

In the eyes of many people, Chu Xin's actions today undoubtedly brought mankind down from the altar.

If Tokyo was a disaster, then what happened to San Francisco was a crushing one!

Because this directly illustrates the fact: Godzilla can do whatever he wants, and no one can stop him, not even the domineering free countries are helpless!

Suddenly, people finally realized the seriousness of the matter.

After all, most people were just watching the fun at first, treating the neon tragedy as fun, and looking down on it from an indifferent standpoint.

Moreover, people feel that Godzilla can only make trouble along the coast and will not rush deep into the interior. The world is so big that it is not his turn.

The last and most important factor is that people never imagined that the end would come.

But at this time, when people watched Godzilla on the TV actually crossing the old city of San Francisco and heading towards the hinterland of the Free State, they felt inexplicably unreal.

This is not a movie, and it will not end just because one of the monsters dies, but the filming location of the movie can be anywhere.

Of course, there is also a contrast at play. After all, in people's minds, the Free State is the overlord of the earth, which is in sharp contrast to its current vulnerability.

Five-legged building.

"Godzilla has left San Francisco and is about to enter Nevada."

"If it continues in a straight line, it will eventually reach Peanutton, or New York."

"Of course we can't sit back and wait for death. We must deviate from its course. It's better to sacrifice one state than to suffer the whole country!"

"But what else can we do besides evacuating citizens along the route?"

One sentence silenced everyone.

Didi!

The minister answered the phone.

It's a call from the Kraken Research Institute.

"Hello, sir, I am the temporary person in charge, John."

"Speak directly about the results." The minister said vigorously and resolutely.

"We have summarized and deduced the preliminary collected data and implemented dozens of physical and chemical simulations..." John said.

"Omit the process, I only listen to the results!" the minister reiterated.

"Godzilla can be killed, he is not invincible, and he is not a god." John answered.

"Continue." The minister's eyes widened a bit.

"It is a mutation that breaks the rules, a deformity that tears apart the bonds of biology, breaks away from the genetic cage, and makes itself its own master." John spoke very quickly and very excitedly.

The minister suppressed his irritation and must be tolerant of this group of scientists with abnormal brains.

"But it is a creature born on the earth after all. It is also afraid of fire, ice, storms, and explosions are the most direct means of destroying everything." John said.

"So?" The minister was extremely tired.

"Nuclear bombs, nuclear bombs with a larger yield! If one is not enough, then three. If three are not enough, then ten, until it is blown to pieces!" John said firmly.

The minister was speechless for a moment, thinking of blurting out ten thousand "fakes" in his mind.

Can’t we get straight to the point!

"What if it's not dead?" The minister took a deep breath.

John paused and said with relief, "Then, we should find a way to coexist with it. Anyway, the ocean is so big, maybe if it gets in and sleeps, you will die of old age."

The minister hung up the phone decisively, took out his antihypertensive medicine and took two pills.

After working on it for a long time, the research institute was still at a loss. Faced with the hexagonal Godzilla data map, human science is almost powerless.

So we can only go back to our basics and use the most hard-core guys to form continuous fire suppression and fight for a slim chance of survival.

In the final analysis, it is still the countermeasure proposed by Zhang Suyin originally, but it has been upgraded from the Beggar's Edition to the Krypton King's top version.

"It is expected that in twelve hours, Godzilla will enter the uninhabited wasteland, which is the most suitable place to launch a nuclear explosion attack."

"To be on the safe side, organize the surrounding people to evacuate immediately!"

The current situation did not allow for long-term planning. After discussing with the generals, the minister quickly formulated a battle plan.

at the same time.

Los Angeles.

In the corner of a coffee shop, CIA agent Russell sat down.

Opposite him were two bald men.

Davis and Jonas.

Since leaving Tokyo in time last time, Zhang Suyin has returned to China with her team.

Under the persuasion of her father and Jonas, she rationally gave up the Godzilla project, donated all the materials to the Chinese Research Institute, and gave the employees a paid holiday.

As the saying goes, "If you listen to others' advice, you will have enough to eat; if you don't listen to others' advice, others will have enough to eat." In this special period, Zhang Suyin no longer travels around the world, and she also declined today's San Francisco Marine Science Research Exchange Conference.

So when she learned that the exchange meeting was completely corroded by the strong acid of the giant octopus, she secretly rejoiced at her luck.

"We're fine. Godzilla probably won't suddenly turn around and run to Los Angeles." Jonas hung up the greeting call from Zhang Suyin.

He turned his cell phone to silent and looked at Russell.

"What are your orders for a busy man?" Davis asked.

"I need your help." Russell said calmly.

The two strong men looked at each other doubtfully.

The other party is the mainstay of the CIA. His status is no less than that of an ordinary major general. He knows countless national secrets and can recruit hundreds of subordinates with just a wave of his hand.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Why does such a big shot need help from these two retired special forces?

Do you want to ask them the secret of their baldness?

"My instinct tells me that I should refuse." Davis raised an eyebrow and said.

"It's definitely up to no good." Jonas also echoed.

Russell had already expected it. He took out a document rolled up like a pancake from the lining of his suit.

"I know you've been looking for George, and I can reveal a little bit about it." Russell pushed out the document.

Davis took it in confusion and began to browse.

Above are some vague address coordinates, experimental projects, animal numbers, personnel names, etc., as well as a few blurry photos.

"Sorry, they did not abide by the agreement. I don't know what is going on with George now. That research department is directly under the control of the country, and the CIA has no authority to know." Russell said helplessly.

"They are experimenting on George?!" Davis said angrily.

"Wait, wait," Jonas said calmly, staring at Russell in disbelief, "This kind of information is going to make you lose your head, right? What on earth is worth taking such a risk for you? We are not Goths.

La, how can I help?"

Russell looked around, his eyes and eyebrows showing that he was exhausted, "Special times require special treatment. I need people who are trustworthy."

The statement that it is trustworthy is very confusing.

"What happened?" Davis asked in a low voice.

"The country we are in, no, probably the entire human world, is being replaced by them." Russell finished his coffee with a wry smile.

Jonas said suspiciously, "Don't tell me that there are aliens lurking among us."

"The end of America has probably come." Under the gradually darkening night, Russell looked like a depressed old cowboy.

…

Huhu~

Chu Xin stood tall on the vast farmland, with helicopters buzzing overhead in pursuit.

There is the military, but most of it is the media that does not know how to live or die.

He didn't bother to take action against them, he didn't have the interest.

It was obviously night time, but there was no chirping of birds or insects around him. All living beings were silent because of him, and the birds, beasts and fish all huddled in the darkness and shivered.
To be continued...