American Comics: Starting from the Invincible Young Hero

Chapter 46 "The people from our homeland are here, and we are saved!"

As the parachuted-in candidate of the Super Seven, Infinity Man has caused some discussion online, and Walt has also promoted his own director the most vigorously.

But not many people were conquered by this new superhero and became fans.

In this world where superheroes and entertainment stars are two sides of the same coin, Russell, firstly, has no film or television works, and secondly, he has no achievements to speak of as a superhero.

It is easier to promote some unknown superhumans who debuted through talent shows than it is for him now. After all, at least they can find some singing, dancing, and rap clips of them that can be broadcast and promoted.

"...Although fighter jets were dispatched to intercept, NORAD was hesitant to act and was unable to do anything for the time being.

Imagine what the public would think of us if we solved this problem that the military couldn't solve."

Madeleine, who has been working hard to push for this bill, waved her arms excitedly and raised her voice a few degrees.

There is no doubt that this is the best opportunity for Walter to pry open the stubborn mouths of those politicians. If this succeeds, even if they refuse, the public will not agree.

If Walt enters the national defense system, they, as the most famous superhero combination, will be the first to get a share of the spoils.

Shenhai, Xuanse and the others were all aroused.

As for his countrymen, he didn't care about those interests, but looking at Madeline, who still had her charm and flushed with excitement, he saw a unique charm.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and he put away his somewhat greedy eyes. He stood up with his hands behind his back and glanced around the room casually.

"Don't worry, I'll help!"

“When a truly devastating disaster strikes, the people need a strong arm to hold up the falling sky and ensure that no disaster, like a mountain falling on their heads, can harm them.

Not everyone has this ability, especially those who think they can act like superheroes just by putting on a super suit."

Finally, Homelander withdrew his contemptuous gaze from a certain figure and walked out confidently, apparently ready to set off immediately to the Atlantic to deal with the terrorists.

Maeve hesitated, then stood up and chased after him.

She wanted to save the innocent people on that plane and prevent the tragedy from happening again, but she couldn't fly and could only ask for help from her hated countrymen.

"Homelander, he... he's saying...?" Firecracker felt that Homelander's tone sounded like he was mocking someone in a sarcastic tone. She glanced at him vaguely before leaving. She turned her head and saw Russell's handsome face close to her.

The firecracker girl quickly stopped talking and understood.

"Infinite Man, Homelander is only talking about other people, not you..."

Madeline swallowed secretly and looked nervously at Russell in his seat, fearing that the director would be angered and take his anger out on her who had always been close to her fellow countrymen.

Homelander was also thinking about resolving the hijacking incident beautifully, making Madeline happy and giving him some 'reward'.

Before he even left the meeting room, Madeline had already cursed him in her heart, thinking he was a brainless, outspoken giant baby.

All you know is that you dream of pushing the bill through, without ever thinking about what you are working so hard for.
"Promoting the bill is just a process; the goal is to use it to move up a level within the company."

Even if the bill is well done, how can you get promoted if you offend the director?

Shen Hai and Xing Guang were silent as a mouse, lowering their heads and trying their best to reduce their presence.

The people of their homeland dared not to mess with this director with a mysterious background, and they were caught in the middle and wished they had just become deaf.

"Ah……"

Russell raised a disdainful smile and slowly stood up, not taking his countryman's words to heart at all. Everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look at his back as he left.

Before Homelander learned he was a director of Vought, he'd been somewhat uneasy and hostile toward him, fearing he might be replaced. But upon learning he was a director, his attitude suddenly changed. Homelander relaxed, though he was still furious and even resentful that he'd parachuted into the Super Seven, taken away his voice, and humiliated him in front of the team.

But his contempt returned to his heart, and he regarded him as just a bug that he could not crush to death because of his special status.

"Compound No. 5 is like a lottery. 'Winners' are extremely rare. Most superhuman abilities are useless, like firecrackers. Some even become deformed."

"Among the vast number of superhumans, those who truly hit the 'super jackpot' and possess god-like powers are even rarer in history."

Russell could roughly guess what his countrymen were thinking, and this might also be what other people were thinking.

In a family like the Water family, which has only a few dozen members, even if everyone is injected with Compound No. 5 at birth, what is the probability of a superhuman with good abilities appearing?
Not to mention that the Water family will give birth to a superhuman who can threaten the people of Homeland. The probability of that is countless times slimmer than that of any random person on the street winning the super lottery.

That was the case originally, but unfortunately he was not a member of the Water family, and his abilities did not come from Compound No. 5.

"Russell, where are you going?" The Firecracker Girl glanced back at the people in the conference room who were still afraid to look up, and chased after them. "I think... you should stay in the conference room as the commander. No matter how much the people of Homeland disobey, they can't erase the fact that you are a high-ranking official."

"You can then tell the media that it was you, as a senior executive, who orchestrated and resolved the crisis."

She gave Russell advice with a grim look on her face.

As Russell's woman, Firecracker Girl felt extremely unhappy that Homelander dared to be sarcastic to Russell.

After that day, Firecracker asked Russell's name, not wanting the embarrassing incident to happen again.

"This is just a little trick that can't be shown publicly." Russell shook his head as he walked in the corridor. "The public won't like the top brass who sit in their offices and control everything remotely.

I can only be grateful to the heroes who were on the scene and made efforts to save people."

Firecrackers are still very scheming, but this trick is only suitable for small characters who have no ability and can only slightly disgust others. It is okay for women to trip each other up when they are fighting.

She put herself in Russell's shoes and wondered what she would do, but she didn't understand Russell's abilities.

"But...but..." The firecracker girl couldn't think of a better idea.

"Didn't you ask me where I was going?" Russell thought this was enough time for his countrymen, whose nature was hard to change, to 'show off'. He stopped and glanced at her beside him.

"As a senior executive of Vought, I am now going to clean up the mess made by someone who is full of confidence."

Given the circumstances of this hijacking incident, the outcome will not change as long as Homelander remains that arrogant giant baby.

"A mess?"

Firecracker is still wondering what the mess is.

The next second, a strong wind blew and Russell disappeared.

Over the ocean, on a hijacked passenger plane, the cabin door suddenly opened from the outside. The unbalanced air pressure blew a hijacker out on the spot, and two figures rushed into the plane.

A heroic female figure neatly broke the neck of a robber, while another person stood there with her hands behind her back, cool and proud, her eyes shooting lasers that pierced through the chest of another robber.

"Great, my countrymen, my countrymen are here"

"Yeah! It's our motherland. We are saved!"

The name of the motherland is so famous that even if you go to the desert of the Middle East and pick up an Arab and show him a photo, he will be able to pronounce the name of the motherland in standard English!
Seeing the familiar cloaked figure, the passengers on the plane thought they were saved and cheered loudly. Some even excitedly took out their mobile phones to take pictures, wanting to record the moment of close contact with their fellow countrymen.

(End of this chapter)