bioinnovel Chapter 403 The Hunting Moment of the Metal Monster
Chapter 403 The Hunting Moment of the Metal Monster
"really……"
Sitwell, who witnessed all of this, was panting heavily as he hid in a secluded corner, a twisted, ferocious smile spreading across his face.
His judgment was correct...
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Let's rewind ten minutes.
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Having suffered a setback in his operation, Sitwell had just crawled out of Stark Industries' underground ventilation ducts, looking disheveled.
Without bothering to clean the dust and grime covering his body, as if he couldn't bear the light, he quickly pried open the manhole cover and scrambled into the sewer system of Midtown Manhattan.
Sitwell chose to hide in the sewers because they were interconnected and had three pre-arranged safe exits by Hydra. He only needed to travel four kilometers underground to reach a disguised repair shop on the banks of the Hudson River, where he would find prepared identity documents, cash, and exit routes.
Meanwhile, the Hydra agent who seemed to have been entrusted with an important task by Sitwell, but was actually used as bait and abandoned, was following Sitwell's orders, riding in a special car and speeding off in the exact opposite direction from Sitwell.
In Sitwell's view, this should have been a flawless escape plan.
No matter how swift Stark Industries' reaction, all they can trace are scapegoats. They can then claim it was a spy planted in the UN Security Council by a hostile organization, arrange for their own assassinations to cover it up, and eliminate all evidence, thus completely distancing themselves from this failed invasion!
Unfortunately, before Sitwell could even rejoice for long, his encrypted phone suddenly vibrated without warning.
It was a video call request from the agent who had been used as bait and then discarded.
Sitwell frowned.
According to his own orders, unless in an emergency, he was never allowed to contact him proactively, because that would reveal his location.
Before Sitwell could hang up, the phone, out of Sitwell's control, automatically connected to the video call!
The next second, the screen lit up, and the image shook violently.
Completely unaware that he had been abandoned by Sitwell, the Hydra agent sat in the back seat of a black SUV, his face pale, his phone camera pointed out the window. It was dusk, and the location appeared to be the West Side Highway.
"Sir, something is catching up with us—!!!"
The Hydra agent's voice was severely distorted due to extreme fear.
"They've caught up? Who? The police? Or District 13?" Sitwell asked in a low voice.
None of those…it’s…it’s some kind of metallic monster! I’ve never seen anything like it before…! And…and…it…it can fly! Ughh ...
Before the words were finished, a dark golden light cut in from the edge of the screen.
That was not any weapon or equipment known to humankind.
The thing was huge and heavy, its entire body a dark gold color, reflecting a cold luster in the setting sun.
It hovered above the highway, its right arm raised, and a circular energy cannon in the center of its palm began to charge, emitting a piercing buzz.
"It's aiming at us!"
The driver screamed.
"Get rid of it! Quickly!"
The Hydra agent yelled at the driver.
But it's too late.
The energy cannon fired, and a blue-white beam of light struck the SUV's hood.
The bulletproof vehicle body twisted and tore like paper under the impact of energy.
The next second, the enormous impact lifted the entire car off the ground, causing it to tumble and roll in the air.
The scene spun around, finally settling on an inverted angle.
Because he was wearing a seatbelt and didn't crash through the window and get thrown out of the car like a lazy, inconvenient driver, the Hydra agent is still alive... at least that's how it appears on screen for now.
But his face was covered in blood, his eyes were rolling back, and he was convulsing; he had clearly fainted.
The phone camera, which slipped from the palm of the hand, inadvertently captured the image of the metal monster landing after a dizzying spin.
It landed next to the SUV, its massive feet crushing the asphalt. The armored face was a cold, metallic panel, inscrutable.
Yet this robot, which seemed to be synonymous with "cold-blooded and ruthless," did something that Sitwell found particularly strange when filmed on camera.
It bent down, lifted the SUV still in the air with both hands, and then gently placed it on an open space away from the main road as it landed.
There were no other vehicles or pedestrians there.
Then, the metal monster bent down and turned towards the direction of the camera.
It seemed to know that someone was watching it from the other side of the phone screen. It raised its right hand, extended two fingers, pointed to its own eyes—if the horizontal eyepieces on its face could be called eyes—and then pointed to the phone's camera.
Then, it extended its palm closer. The metal palm grew larger and larger in the shot until it filled the entire frame.
Finally, with a click, the screen fell into complete silence and darkness.
The video call was interrupted.