American Comics: Starting from the Invincible Young Hero

Chapter 47 You Are Not a Real Hero (5,000 Words)

"You saved us."

"I love you, my countryman. You are the greatest hero in the world!"

"No, no, no, you who faced the vicious hijackers without fear and stood up until now—you are the real heroes!"

Listening to the cheers and applause in the cabin, the Chinese man showed a smug smile on his face, his mouth almost reaching his ears, and he hypocritically praised the passengers.

Homelander could hardly hold back a soft hum when he thought of how Madeline would thank him after saving the plane, how those idiots in the Super Seven would realize the importance of him as their captain, and how that good-for-nothing director who was only born with a good physique could only feel helpless and furious.

At this moment, Maeve noticed something was happening in the cockpit. She pushed open the iron door and found a terrorist holding a gun to the captain's head. The co-pilot in the seat next to him had his throat slit.

"No...no, calm down!"

Maeve hurried to comfort him.

And terrorists?
"Let me do it." Among the passengers on the plane, the Homelander snorted coldly and stepped forward.

Bang!
When the terrorist saw that all his accomplices were dead and the Homelander was approaching with a bad face, he was forced into a corner and opened fire, blowing the captain's head off, and then tried to commit suicide by swallowing the gun.

"you wanna die!"

Everyone watched helplessly, but he was unable to save anyone. Homelander shot out lasers with anger from his eyes, and without thinking, he cut the suicidal terrorist in half.

Noisy!
But the terrifyingly powerful laser also pierced through the control panel behind the terrorist, and the cold wind from high altitude poured into the plane through the gap.

Beep beep!

Amidst the shrill alarm sounds, the plane lost balance and fell.

Maeve was shocked.

A cold wind blew, and the anger subsided. The expression on Homelander's face froze. He seemed to have gotten into trouble.

Looking at the crack where the flames were coming out, there was a faint buzzing in his ears, and he couldn't help but think of the confident mockery of the Infinite Man before he came here.

"Hello, control center?" The captain was dead, and Maeve tried to call the ground for guidance on how to save the plane.

"Can you fly a plane?" But there was no response from the other side. The plane had been disconnected from the ground. Maeve turned around and asked anxiously.

"It's useless even if I know how to drive." Homelander pointed to the control console that was leaking air.

"What should I do now?"

Maeve was panic-stricken.

Although her personal life is decadent, like the prototype of Queen Maeve in Irish mythology, she is the only one among the Super Seven who still has some conscience and is willing to sacrifice her life to save others.

Stunned by the question, the Chinese man quickly shrugged as if it was no big deal, with an expression that said, "If you ask me, who should I ask?"

It was as if the plane that could have been saved was about to crash into the Atlantic Ocean and shatter into pieces, and it was not his fault at all. All this was due to objective factors beyond his control.

"What's wrong with the console?"

Some people in the cabin stretched their necks to see what was happening in the cockpit, their eyes wide open in horror. Even if others couldn't see it due to the angle, they could feel the violent air turbulence of the plane's rapid descent. They couldn't help but hold the handrails tightly, their faces pale and they dared not move.

"What happened? The plane seems to be falling!"

"No, no, I can clearly see the coastline. God, save us!"

"Our motherland is here. He will save us, right? He can definitely do it!"

"Why did the plane suddenly start to fall!"

The plane was heading straight for the ground at an altitude of 10,000 meters, and the countdown to death began. There was wailing and commotion in the cabin at the back, and a hint of stiffness flashed across the faces of the people from the motherland.

This group of annoying ordinary people are always like this. They scream and fuss over the slightest thing, torturing his ears. Can't they be quiet for a while and die with dignity!

"You must go out and pick up the out-of-control plane!" Maeve shouted in the strong wind.

"How can I carry it? At its current falling speed, I'm either going to knock it over or I'm going to pierce through it." Homelander shook his head.

"Otherwise, just send them back to the ground one by one." Maeve suggested with a dry mouth and swallowed involuntarily.

That’s more than a hundred lives!
"You can definitely do this."

"No, Maeve, are you kidding?" Homelander sneered. "You want me to go back and forth hundreds of times, like a tireless Pegasus, to take them down one by one."

He looked as if Maeve was telling a silly joke.

Maeve looked at the man in front of her in shock. She didn't understand how this guy could act as if it had nothing to do with him when he had caused such a disaster and more than a hundred lives had to pay for his mistake.

"No, it's nothing. As long as you can save..."

Maeve, who had a relationship with Homelander and knew him well, was halfway through her speech when she saw Homelander's cold and bored eyes looking back at the people in the cabin, as if he wanted the plane to crash into the ocean immediately.

She opened her mouth in despair and stopped talking, finally remembering the reason why her fellow countrymen were unwilling to do so.

In the eyes of the world, Homelander is a superhero who is so perfect that he is almost a saint. He is unparalleled and never makes mistakes.

Anyone here who survives and tells what happened in the cockpit will destroy the perfect image of the Homelander.

How could he allow that.

"How can this be..." Although she had long known that the people of her homeland did not care about human lives, she could not help but feel angry when she saw that more than a hundred people would die this time.

"How dare you criticize someone for wearing a super suit and playing a superhero game..."

Although she was also not very fond of the Infinite Man who entered the Super Seven with privilege, wasn't what Homelander did even more ironic and despicable?

"I tell you, I can do whatever I want." Maeve had just started to speak when Homelander pointed at Maeve's nose, like a naughty child who got into trouble and immediately got angry when being accused.

"I'm Homelander, the most powerful superhero in the world. No one can do this better than me. Don't forget that without me, you and Infinity, Deep, and that bunch of rubbish would be sitting in Vought Tower watching."

He raised his hands and spoke nonsense, like a demon about to go berserk. His terrifying aura frightened Maeve so much that she stepped back.

"If I can't save this plane, no one else can. This damn plane is doomed to crash!"

Homelander's personality is undoubtedly that of a giant baby, but the most terrifying thing is that he is a giant baby with the strongest power in the world. Once he loses control, he can really destroy a city like destroying building blocks. When he is angry and approaches step by step, how can people not be afraid.

Maeve stepped back with a pale face, feeling completely desperate.

Homelander was right. If he didn't save the plane, no one else in the world would be able to do so.

"Mom, are we going to die?" A little girl buried her face in her mother's chest, her bow hairpin shaking with sobs. The woman hugged the child tightly, her eyes full of tears, and her lips pale.

The silver-haired old woman made the sign of the cross on her chest, and the young couple snuggled together, trembling as they wanted to hug and kiss one last time, promising to meet again in the next life.

In the steel cage, two superheroes were arguing, and no one paid any attention to them, and despair spread.

But, right now.

The plane, which had been shaking and falling, seemed to be supported by something and suddenly stabilized.

"Tell me, Maeve, why are you so stubborn and can't just let this go!" Angry at being questioned, the Homelander grabbed Maeve's wrist without noticing, squeezing it so hard that it hurt.

But Maeve dodged in pain and turned her head through the window, only to find that the speed of the plane as it plunged towards the ground was beginning to slow down.

It’s hard to imagine, a miracle happened!

Maeve was stunned.

"Hey, Maeve, look at me." Homelander was still emphasizing, "This damn plane is going to crash into the ground, we have to get away from this scene as soon as possible, understand!

We can’t let anyone know that we came and the rescue failed!”

"No need, haven't you noticed yet? The plane has stopped falling! Someone more worthy of the title of superhero than you has come to rescue us!"

Maeve saw a white cloaked figure in front of the nose of the plane and pointed.

"what?"

"Impossible! The downward force of this plane is more than several hundred tons, and even if I..."

Homelander retorted instinctively, turning his head to look, and his words stopped abruptly.

Because he really saw a figure standing in front of the nose of the falling plane, stopping the plane's accelerating descent.

A majestic black and cold white battle suit, a white cape fluttering behind him, and an unrealistically young and handsome face.

“Infinite people?

No, that's impossible!"

The people of our country were stunned.

As he exclaimed, the figure looked through the glass, with a hint of deep mockery in his eyes.

They didn't seem surprised that the plane hadn't been rescued and that the situation had even gotten worse, as if they had expected the Homelanders to be so useless as to mess everything up.

On the ground, a baseball game was being held in a stadium by the sea. When it was a baseball player's turn to swing the bat, he was concentrating when his attention was suddenly attracted by something in the sky.

A black dot rapidly enlarged and headed straight for the seaside stadium.

"Is it a bird?" Facing the hot sunshine, the baseball player squinted in confusion.

"No, that's a plane!"

The players beside him stared, their baseball gloves dropping to the ground without even noticing. In the stands, the crowd was immersed in their daily lives: families sat together with popcorn, watching the game, teenagers chased each other with hot dogs, and couples shared ice cream in the sunset, until the scream of a falling plane ripped through the air.

"Plane, there's a plane crashing down!"

Some spectators in the baseball stadium stood up in disbelief, staring blankly, while people nearby shouted and the crowd became as chaotic as a startled swarm of ants.

A boy wearing a Cubs cap clung to the wire mesh, his pupils reflecting the plume of black smoke as the crashed plane headed straight towards him.

The girls in cheerleading skirts hugged each other. The incident happened so suddenly that the organizers were shocked and desperate.

Everyone's mind went blank.

"Look, someone caught the plane." Suddenly someone pointed to the sky.

With the naked eye, a figure can be seen cutting through the sky and soaring into the sky against the force of gravity.

The terrifying potential energy of a passenger plane carrying more than a hundred people falling from tens of thousands of feet all hit one person's flesh and blood.

Human power versus natural disasters.

boom!
The two shadows, one big and one small, touched each other and the shock wave spread in the air the moment they came into contact. As the force of the impact was transmitted, visible ripples spread from the deformed fuselage of the aircraft to the tail.

Miraculously, the plane's descent slowed and it did not break apart.

"My God!"

Looking at the figure in the white cloak, everyone's heart was in their throat.

However, the plane was still falling, and the heroic figure seemed to be struggling to offset the potential energy of the plane, carefully preventing the plane from crashing to the ground and also preventing it from disintegrating into several pieces due to violent interception too quickly.

A strong wind swept in and flipped home plate over.

When the plane was only a few meters from the ground, it seemed that an explosion was about to happen, and some people instinctively squatted down and turned their backs out of fear.

Crunch!

With a sudden loss of strength and a loud sound of metal deformation, the nose of the plane was crushed and the plane stopped!
Amidst the astonishment of the crowd, the figure in the black battle suit used his shoulders to support the fuselage that was dozens of layers high and slowly lowered the plane to its level.

The contrast between the human figure and the passenger plane is like the contrast between an ant and a falling steel beam. This scene is extremely impactful.

The shock is profound.

Escaping death was like a miracle.

"Oh my God..." Some old people took off their hats and exclaimed in disbelief, and some even knelt on the ground crying as if exhausted.

[Conquest Points +0.13]

[Conquest Points +86]

[Conquest Points +0.18]...

Russell placed the plane steadily in the center of the court. The sunlight penetrated the billowing smoke, casting a flowing golden light on the tall figure. His cloak fluttered in the wind, like a god descending to the earth.

"Who is he? He saved us!"

"God, if it weren't for him, I don't know how many people in this stadium would have survived!"

"I know him, he's the new superhero Infinity!" Someone shouted, pointing at the figure on the field.

"Infinite people?"

"Infinite people, infinite people!"

Among the crowd, a little boy in a baseball cap shouted along with his father.

Thousands of eyes in the entire stadium were staring at the same figure excitedly, thousands of arms were waving together, and thousands of mouths were shouting the name of the same hero. The tsunami-like sound shook the entire stadium and could be heard for miles.

[Conquest Points +0.14]

[Conquest Points +0.16]

[Conquest Points +0.12]...

Reminders of increased conquest points flashed by like a waterfall.

Although almost everyone here is an ordinary person, Russell caught the crashed plane with godly power right in front of them when everyone's life was hanging by a thread, turning the tide and saving everyone in the stadium. The shock he brought to them strongly impacted their minds.

The hearts of all the rescued people trembled deeply with excitement, and the feelings of gratitude were stronger than ever before. Some people even almost couldn't help but want to bow down.

“There’s a saying that goes, seeing is worse than hearing, and feeling is worse than seeing.”

In just a short while, several thousand conquest points were credited to his account, and the number was still soaring at an alarming rate. Russell curled his lips, flew onto the plane, and tore open the heavy cabin door with his bare hands.

The figure entering against the light seemed to be covered with a layer of holy light. The sacred scene made all the passengers in the cabin silent at first, unwilling to destroy the sacredness. Then someone shouted first, and everyone cheered.

"Hurray, you saved us, Infinity!"

"You are a hero, the greatest hero in the world!"

"Are you sent by God? Hero!"

Someone's voice trembled with excitement, and he couldn't help but reach out his hand as if he had seen a god.

"Are you all right? Everyone."

Russell walked through the cabin, comforting every passenger with gentle words, and grateful hands brushed against him.

“Infinite, you saved them.

How did you do that?

In the cockpit, Maeve's face was still filled with shock, and she couldn't calm down for a long time. She walked forward with deep admiration.

"Even the people of our country can't do anything about the falling plane."

At this moment, she was expressing her true feelings and blurting out the words instinctively.

But after hearing this, the people from the motherland in the cockpit looked like they had been slapped in the face. Their faces turned red and became even uglier. They stared at Russell.

At the cockpit door, Russell smiled, as if he didn't take seriously the most powerful superhuman in the world who looked like he was about to eat a man, and waved in response to the enthusiastic passengers.

"Just a biological force field."

Allen is a genetically engineered super soldier created by the Yunopa people to protect their planet against the Vitrum people. His abilities allow for not only combat but also rescue.

Even the Vitrum people don't have a strong biological force field, but Allen does.

As long as the bio-force field covers the entire aircraft, there is no fear of damage, and the impact force of a few hundred tons or thousands of tons is not worth mentioning.

Russell deliberately acted cautiously, making it seem like he was surrounded by danger, just to better move people's hearts.

Even the timing of his appearance was deliberately perfect.

"Infinite people, infinite people..."

I had just mocked this guy with contempt.

"It's fake, everything is fake."

But now, the roaring sound outside the plane passed through the aircraft cabin arm, as if a loud slap was slapping him in the face. The motherland's face looked extremely ugly. He was good at performing in front of the public and was very familiar with this scene.

It can be seen at a glance that Russell is the center of everyone's attention at this moment, as if he is the most dazzling star on the stage, and his every move is carefully planned.

It's just that Russell is much smarter than him. This superhero rescue operation of the plane has attracted worldwide attention and is so brilliant that it is perfect. It is a scene he could never have imagined in his dreams.

"You're not a real hero at all!"

He could no longer suppress the jealousy and resentment in his heart, and rushed over and poked Russell in the chest with his finger.

"Oh? I'm not the hero after saving everyone, so is it you?
You didn't save a single person, but instead wrecked the plane like a fool who was more trouble than good?"

Russell looked at a well-known clown and just chuckled and asked back.

"What did you say!" How could the motherland tolerate the naked ridicule and humiliation? Suddenly, a dangerous red light flashed in his eyes.

If anyone else saw Homelander in this state, they would have been scared to death. Even Maeve would be frightened when facing Homelander who was so angry that he was about to lose control.

Even though the anger of her countrymen was not directed at her at the moment, she was still tense and felt suffocated.

"Anxious?"

But Russell turned a blind eye to it. He didn't know why the sarcasm in this shorter sentence suddenly became a hundred times stronger.

This sentence completely ignited the anger of the people of the motherland!

Veins bulged on Homelander's forehead, but his face suddenly turned cold, his chin slightly raised, and a dangerous red light in his eyes seemed to be about to burst out of his eye sockets.

"don't want……"

Maeve's face changed and she quickly reached out to stop him. She was very familiar with this. This was a sign that Homelander was furious and ready to kill.

There is a lot of foreshadowing, so the two chapters are combined into one, and an extra thousand words are added.

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