Apocalypse Cockroach

Chapter 2120: 1077 American Choice

The sudden tremor on the Japanese road was not only affected by Zhang Xiaoqiang, survivors across Japan suffered a sudden catastrophe. The real situation on the whole island of Japan was like a low-cost disaster film made by the Japanese a long time ago, "The Sinking of Japan". In a severe tremor, Japan's most proud forest was like a wheat field swept by a storm, and countless sky-high trees swayed and broken on turbulent land, many The mountains began to collapse, a piece of red land like the surface of Mars replaced the forest, and the mountain of the spirit of the Japanese, Mount Fuji, had reached its end in the face of disaster. More than 3,700 meters of mountain covered with snow, like a white giant standing above the sky, stood between the heavens and the earth. This Japanese "sanctuary” was like a big mouthful of tiles, missing a piece of the boss, like something With a bite on it, the collapsed Fuji disaster did not end. A layer of tear-like pull revived this dormant volcano from its dormant phase in a shake. Under the squeeze of the underground plates, huge pressures couldn't wait to find a breakthrough, eventually igniting the flame of Fuji Mountain...

A raft of lava rushed out of the snowy mountain mouth, like a rolling dragon gushing out of the gap, a broken mouth of Fuji Mountain like a dewy bucket, will save countless years of lava to spill out, the rolling lava will light everything along the way, the flame of the bear is a thick black smoke, this black smoke sprayed fog volcanic ash will cover most of Japan, and helicopters in the air will have to struggle to find a clean sky.

More than a dozen fish hawk helicopters and a number of other types of helicopters are like lost sparrows, flying cautiously in the smoke, a drone is wearing a butterfly to guard all the helicopters, all of them are waiting like big enemies, carefully exploring outwards, in this flock is prominently surrounded by the most central fish hawk aircraft….

Dr. Flanders is not as old as ordinary people think, the age in his thirties is precisely when energetic, a wise pair of eyes can see through all the obstacles of the world, handsome mature appearance appears gentleman, even when an irrelevant stranger sees him will generate a certain sense of goodness and trust, and he is a natural likable guy, it can be said that anyone who knows him can easily be subdued by a temperament that circulates on him, like a natural leader, always by his unconscious influence, strangely, the only exception is the old Elson sitting opposite him.

Elson was indifferent to the big earthquake outside, staring at the face with a faint eye, very much like Spielbrusnan's handsome man starring in 007, his chest had a regular sinking greed breathing oxygen in the respiratory hood, neither one of them spoke, Flanders crossed his legs with his little belly to appear faint, and Elson was like a bomb about to be detonated, he could only hear the silk breathing of his voice passing quickly.

There were no other people around them. Time solidified as if at this moment, only two statue-like men looked at each other. If they were seen by a decadent woman before the end of his life, they would have had to assume that they were basically shooting each other, so half Flanders broke the silence. Some helplessly lifted their foreheads and pinched their temples. At the moment he lowered his head, there was a rhythm as if hypnotic magnetic tones were spoken out of his mouth.

“Take an idea for me, Japan is no longer suitable for us to stay here, where we have to make early decisions, I am not good at decision-making, you as deputy minister of the expedition should shoulder your obligations... ”

Elson didn't have restraint, he yelled at the leader who took his life, he just looked at this person silently, seemed to want to kill him with his eyes, then his breathing rhythm was a little faster, as if a few more minutes would blow up his chest, for Elson's lack of cooperation, Flander smiled painfully and continued in his most sincere tone: “Elson, you were only 14 when you joined us, I always treated you as my own child, you know, my son is only two years younger than you... ”

Elson couldn't hear these words the most. When he heard them, his eyes suddenly flashed cold, and his infinite resentment spread around him. He sighed and said, “I'm only sixteen, but don't I look like I'm ninety-six? Eighty years is gone, my adolescence, my first love, and my adult night are gone, because I believe in you, I regard you as my elder, and even worship you in my heart like a father... ”

Elson said this pause made Flander sad, and Flander stared at Elson's sharp eyes like an electric eye, blaming himself:

“Elson, this is all my fault. I didn't think that a psychomagnetic earthquake would create a spiritual circuit for you and your sister, let alone a lapse in life reflux between you. I really don't want to see that you are so young, you are so strong, so courageous... ”

When the seemingly confessional Flanders said these words, his eyes suddenly flashed a particular fluctuation, which quickly turned away, but Elson was good at capturing details and seeing this change, and he couldn't help but hate those who were respected as mentors in front of him. In his mind, Flanders was not really 30, but 48 years old. At the time of the end of his life, he was just an unknown ordinary scientist. But when he took part in Flanders' experiments, Flanders began to live younger and more vibrant, and there were no ghosts, and he didn't believe in killing him.

“Rest assured, I will do everything I can to treat you. The passage of life is not irreparable. We already have ideas, cloning some replicas with your cells, and using reverse experiments to recover everything you've lost. Believe me, we will create a miracle, a miracle that will keep humans alive... ”

The Flemish tone is quite sincere, and there is his natural magnetic hypnotic rhythm of speech, as if it had intangible fluctuations, people always unconsciously believed his words after hearing it, but Elson's heart, long overdue, was just complaining and laughing, he did not believe in Flemish promises, in his heart, Flemish and the top level of the American Center for Disease Control are all a group of selfish, selfish little people, they are all cunning politicians, they will always only give you hope, but they will not let you realize hope, like a carrot hanging in front of a donkey, you can not see and eat.

“What are you going to do with Suzanne?” Elson didn't want to say anything more about his life expectancy, what Flander was doing, and he guessed a little bit in his heart, maybe his experiments weren't wrong, maybe he was getting old and was already in Flander's plan.

“This time the loss was so great, I'm sorry, Susanna had to be imprisoned until everyone forgot about it, and it took time, maybe a year, maybe three or five years, who could tell?” Flander shrugged his shoulder seemingly helplessly, but his wise eyes did not let go of every detail on Elson, and there was no one else in the cabin, but when he said that, as if he were afraid to be heard, it was getting smaller and smaller, and in the end he almost whispered to Elson: “But don't worry, Susana's safety will be guaranteed, as long as you can prove your worth, I'm sure the higher up will not be safe because Susana and you flipped your face, of course, like, the more value you have, the safer Susana... ”

“Suzanne is your dog's leg, why am I in such a hurry...?” The thought circled in Elson's heart but never said it. The blade's eyes burst into a violent flame, and the silk sounds of his breathing apparatus became impatient. Elson's stiff body slowly sat back, seemed tired, closed his eyes and said falsely:

“She's my only sister. I could die any minute. She must be with me before I die. You want to prove my worth? No problem, but her safety and freedom must be guaranteed. Susan La's mistake was not hers alone. If you hadn't given her the right to make temporary decisions to put me in the air, there would have been no loss this time... ”

Elson's words were equivalent to punching in the face, flashing a little awkward even on the steady and elegant Flander's face, lifting his fists to the corner of his mouth for a concealed cough, then nodded and said:

“It's hard, but I'll do my best. What do we do next? Back to America? ”