Chapter 1444

The next day, New York was still gloomy, and there were still scattered drizzles in the sky.

Frank is hitting sandbags in the training room in the house and the doorbell rings.

Walking to open the door, puncher, still dressed as a grey and black hooded guard, stood at the door and held up the big leather paper bag in his hand to signal: "eat some together?"

Frank turned sideways, expressionless, to get out of the way. "I've had it."

Luke walked into the door. "Do you want me to leave some for you for lunch?"

Frank just shook his head, closed the door, and the two sat back on the living room sofa.

Luke took out a cheeseburger from the big paper bag and took a bite: "how's the rest?"

Frank: not bad

Luke reached for the remote control on the coffee table, pressed the button, and the window immediately turned into a single-sided state.

Throwing away the remote control, he took a mobile phone out of his backpack and threw it to Frank: "it's a general situation, you have a look first. If it's OK, we can start the preparation. "

Frank took the phone, found a "action plan" file on the desktop, opened it and looked at it.

Luke was not too busy. After eating a hamburger, he picked up another one and ate five at a time before stopping.

Frank just finished browsing the document and looked up at him: "you are sure that we are going to protect the citizens in Manhattan, New York, and plan how to resist tens of thousands of enemies. They also have fighters with technology far beyond F4, with a conservative estimate of more than 500, and Well, an unknown number of space carrier class warships? "

Luke nodded as usual: "that's right."

Frank paused for a moment, or decided to ask clearly, "what is an aircraft carrier? An aircraft carrier? "

Luke nodded again. "It's almost like that. They can fly up in the sky and send out a lot of fighters and soldiers."

With Frank's calmness, he now wants to beat people a little: "are you sure that you are not talking about science fiction movies? Where's the space carrier from on earth! "

Even if the United States is known as the world's first scientific research strength, there is no news of such equipment.

Now it's bullshit to say that there are more than one such thing to attack Manhattan.

After thinking about it, Luke took out another cheeseburger and took a bite: "well, maybe there's a shield."

"Er What? " Frank looked shocked. "They still have this kind of thing?"

Luke: maybe, at least technically

Frank didn't say anything more, his eyes twinkled.

Luke didn't rush him either, and went on eating his own cheeseburger.

Even my Dear Uncle Frank needs time to accept this strange thing, otherwise he is not a human being on earth.

After a while, Frank got up, went to the fridge and brought back a bottle of mineral water. He took a drink.

After a moment of silence, he asked, "that's why you came to me?"

Luke patted the hamburger scraps on his hand: "otherwise. Ordinary opponents don't need a superhero team to carry out this special operations task at all. "

Frank thought about it in this period of time.

How could Batman be willing to be a soldier and let him command if he didn't face such a terrible opponent.

You know, he doesn't know Batman at all.

It's not absolutely necessary. How could the other side give his life to a stranger.

As for why to find him, the reason is very simple.

The other side needs a commander who can find out the enemy's loopholes and win at one stroke.

He needs to lead the superhero team in an operation similar to beheading.

Otherwise, even if there are more than ten superheroes under his command, it is impossible to fight with tens of thousands of opponents who still have full control of the air and win.

Once exposed, the opponent can use a little force and firepower to crush them. No superheroes are useful.

Special operations is not a magic weapon. On the contrary, it is always a great adventure.

A small mistake will wipe out the entire army.

Not to mention the opponent is not a weak chicken, but an army with super technology, which will only further reduce the survival probability of the team.

He thought and looked at Luke. "What about the details? The distribution of weapons personnel on the other side, I need these things. "

Luke finally smiled bitterly, and showed his hand: "that's the problem."

Frank had a bad feeling in his heart: "what do you mean?"

Luke: "I've given you all the information about each other. If you have to add a little explanation, you can understand them as Alien fleet. "

Frank's eyes widened. "What?"

He didn't expect to get the answer to this bullshit.

Luke confirmed once again: "yes, they are an alien fleet capable of space navigation, and they are by no means new recruits.""Marifaco!" Frank at last uttered the vulgar remark.

……

Before long, Luke took Frank out of the makeshift safe house to the real battle center.

The battle center is located in the suburb of Bergen, northwest of New Jersey, where Irina college is located.

However, they are quite far away from each other, and the battle center is closer to Manhattan.

Luke started building the place months ago.

It used to be a machining factory, and it was built for a month after Luke bought it with a vest ID as the new owner.

But before reopening, it has announced that the capital chain is broken and construction cannot continue for the time being.

After eating a lot of machinery and raw materials, the factory went into a state of shutdown.

However, the new owner did not declare bankruptcy, so even if the plant did not start construction, there are very professional security guards.

The security is familiar to Mr. Riedel, a person in charge who occasionally goes in and out of the building.

Today, Mr. Riedel brings a new face, Mr. hammer Smith, and tells security that this is the new plant manager who is responsible for maintaining everything here.

That is to say, the "Hammersmith" is the head of four security officers.

Looking at that poker face, I nodded slightly, and then turned away from my new boss. Four security guards all had a bad feeling: the blacksmith looked like he was not easy to get along with.

Fortunately, Mr. Riedel was always so considerate, and the group leader who held the security guards said something.

Mr. Smith's character is just a little old-fashioned. As long as they follow the direction in all their actions, it's OK.

Security employment contracts will last for at least one year, and if they perform well, they may even be replaced by long-term contracts of three to five years.

The security guards are just a little relieved.

Compared with the panic stricken New York City, in addition to a little boring here in North Bergen, life is very comfortable, and the security salary is also very good.

And if you lose this job, it's only days to know if you will get such a good salary next time.