Marvel: Awakening the Universe.

Chapter 83 Money Loses Its Voice (Bonus Chapter for 5000 First Subscriptions!)
The building is collapsing.

At the Quantico military base, buildings began to collapse as beams of black light pierced through one side of the building and then exited from the other side.

The crowd was screaming.

In the chaotic military base, especially in the family area of ​​the base, countless men and women were screaming in panic as they were evacuating.

The sky is crying too.

In the military base, flames shot up into the sky from all over, lighting up the sky above the base red.

The earth was shaking too.

The collapsed building fell to the ground with a loud roar, and the huge impact force caused the earth to crack.

Only half an hour had passed since Hawke entered the scene, and this military base, which could be said to be located in the heart of the Federation, had become more like a battlefield than Afghanistan.

The armored vehicles, which were priced in the millions, lay scattered on the ground, burning in flames and turning into scrap metal.

The tank, which was priced at tens of millions, had its barrel broken and was also lying there with flames billowing out of it.

Even fighter jets priced at hundreds of millions of dollars...

Uh.

There are no fighter jets left in the base, because every fighter jet has exploded and turned into a pile of scrap metal just like the armored vehicles and tanks.

obviously!
When violence speaks, money pales in comparison.

"Oh, God!"

"Shoot, shoot..."

"boom!"

Hawke expressionlessly slapped the soldier in front of him who was screaming in fear and shooting at him, then lowered his eyes to glance at the white mark left by the bullet on his body, then looked up at the other soldiers in front of him.

To be precise, it was the soldiers who dropped their weapons and fled.

Hawke glanced, feeling the bullets shooting at him from behind, and the moment he turned around, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

"what!"

"Crack!"

Hawke opened his right hand, exerted a little force, and crushed a soldier's head with an expressionless face. He ignored the blood splattering on his body and looked at another group of soldiers in front of him who dropped their weapons and chose to flee without any ripples in his eyes.

He chose not to chase.

Although Hawke can be said to be killing like crazy now, in the past half hour, it is conservatively estimated that the economic losses of the base have reached billions of US dollars.

but……

Hawke can honestly say that so far, he has still stuck to his bottom line.

He only kills those who try to kill him.

After half an hour of contact, the soldiers at the base obviously noticed it. So when the armored vehicles caught fire, the tanks exploded, and the fighter jets fell, when it was the soldiers' turn to take the stage, except for a few soldiers who were confused and shot at Hawk, most of the soldiers just held their guns, and some didn't even turn on the safety.

Therefore, when these soldiers saw Hawke appear in front of them, they felt that they had found a way out. They dropped their weapons, screamed, and turned around and ran.

In a word.

Surrender without killing.

Facts have also proved that Hawke did not make things difficult for these soldiers who dropped their weapons and fled.

He also doesn't want to commit more killing.

fair enough.

Everyone is tacit.

Anyway, he only came to the Quantico military base to do three things this time.

Thaddeus Ross.

Hate.

and also……

Show off your power.

at the moment?

After Hawke killed more than a dozen soldiers who had shot at him, the sound of gunfire in the military base completely dissipated. Looking around, all that could be seen with the naked eye were the backs of soldiers who had thrown away their weapons and were fleeing in all directions.

obviously.

That’s enough showing off, there are only two things left.

Hawke thought to himself as he tore off the soldier's uniform in his hand. He wiped the blood off his face with the uniform and walked expressionlessly towards the command center of the military base right in his sight. He walked slowly through the base that was in ruins and was constantly bursting into flames, as if he was strolling in the garden.

At this moment, there are few intact buildings in the entire base.

Only the command center building was still intact.

There was even a fighter plane that was about to crash into the command center building and the building was about to collapse, but Hawk helped kick the fighter plane aside.

This isn't Hawke being kind.

But...

Anyone who has ever eaten knows that staple dishes are of course the last things to be served and eaten.

However, the people in the command center were not fools. After seeing Hawk kick the fighter plane away, they knew that Hawk intended to save them until the end and then kill them.

They didn't sit idly by either.

These people want to escape.

Unfortunately, there is no escape.

With all his five senses activated, Hawke gave no chance to the big shots in the command center to escape. The armored vehicles and tanks that fell less than 50 meters in front of the command center building were an example.

Even so, the command center building is not an island.

Quite the opposite.

In front of the command center building, dozens of soldiers formed a human wall, holding the Equality Device and pointing it at Hawke.

"clatter!"

"clatter!"

In this noisy yet silent military base, Hawke wiped the blood from his face and slowly walked towards them. His footsteps were clearly audible, and every time Hawke lifted his foot, a bloody footprint was left behind.

The footprints came from far away and gradually got closer, and finally the footsteps stopped.

Hawke stood in front of the military command center building, wiped the blood off his arm, threw the blood-stained clothes on his hand casually to his feet, and then stepped on the star-spangled logo on his military uniform with his right foot.

The sound of the military uniform falling to the ground made the soldiers guarding the door tremble in their hearts.

The sight of Hawk's right foot stepping on the Stars and Stripes made the soldiers guarding the door lose their morale.

They aimed their weapons, the "Equalizer," at Hawke, who was unarmed, hands in his pockets, shirtless, revealing his incredibly powerful physique. But they dared not fire, even as the powerful figure behind them roared furiously through their earpieces.

They are not stupid.

If they had not run slowly and were not ordered by these bigwigs to protect them, they would have fled with the fleeing soldiers.

Anyway, they didn't fire any shots, and they saw everything clearly from the doorway. As long as they dropped their guns, Hawke wouldn't make things difficult for them.

and so……

shot?
It's crazy. Just a few bucks a month. Why play with your life?

They are soldiers of capital, not soldiers of faith.

This means they haven't found a way to escape yet...

at this time.

Hawke chuckled as he looked at the soldiers who formed a human wall in front of him, trying to prevent him from entering, but whose weapons were in perfect harmony without even turning on the safety.

"Ah!"

"Crash!"

"what!"

"God!"

"Help!"

Just as they had rehearsed, the moment Hawke chuckled, the soldiers forming the human wall in front of him dropped their weapons at the same time and tacitly, then screamed, shouted, and disappeared in front of Hawke in a flash.

A breeze blew.

The door to the base command center has been opened.

The bigwigs in the command center were completely dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

Hawke smiled.

Laughing happily, without any concealment.

"Hahaha!"

"..."

The bigwigs inside looked at the big screen and saw Hawke, who was standing downstairs with his back to the skeletons of armored vehicles, tanks and corpses, laughing. His face turned pale and he was trembling.

But not shaking with anger.

Instead, he was trembling with fear.

Because they understood one thing at this moment, their lives were not as valuable as those of the soldiers outside, or even as valuable as those armored vehicles priced at millions of US dollars, tanks priced at tens of millions of US dollars, and fighter jets priced at hundreds of millions of US dollars.

At least that's the case here at Hawke.

Just as these bigwigs were trembling at Hawk's laughter, Hawk, who had stopped laughing on the big screen, stared at the monitor in the command center with cold eyes, as if he was looking at these bigwigs through the monitor.

next second.

Hawke's voice, without any emotion, reached the ears of these bigwigs.

"Either you hand over Thaddeus Ross."

"Or I'll go in and kill you."

"I'll give you one minute."

"sixty!"

"fifty-nine!"

"..."

After Hawke finished speaking, he didn't give the people inside a chance to react and started the one-minute countdown.

What is murder?
He not only wants to kill people, but also destroy their hearts.

The most important thing is to convince yourself.

When one minute is up, as long as the people inside don't hand over Ross, he can convince himself that these people are trying to protect Ross, and then they will be dead.

Anyway, no matter what others think, as long as he has a clear conscience, it's fine.

Ok.

Gwen said, be a person with a clear conscience.

Hawke thought to himself.

soon.

Just as he stood at the door of the command center with his hands in his pockets and began the final twenty-second countdown with an expressionless face, roars, crying, shouts and pushing sounds were heard from inside the building.

Hawke raised an eyebrow.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a smile that looked like a mockery.

Hawke did not stop his countdown, but when he counted to eight, he stopped on his own initiative.

It's not because he made the choice, but because these bigwigs have already made the choice for him.

"Boom!"

Thaddeus Ross, who was originally majestic and looked like a human being and could turn Manhattan into a battlefield by capturing Hulk, has been pushed out by a big man who also looks like a human being.

The gray-haired Ross accidentally fell on the stairs, then rolled down the stairs. With a subconscious scream, he finally stopped in front of Hawke.

Ross struggled to his feet.

at this time.

"Boom!"

"what!"

Hawke had already lifted his right foot and moved it from his military uniform to Ross's head. With a slight force, Ross once again lay down under his feet.

He bent down slightly, squinted his eyes, and looked at the gray-white man under his feet.

"Thaddeus Ross!"

"what!"

Ross, whose face was once pale, now turned red and roared, supporting himself on the ground with his hands, trying to save himself from Hawk's feet.

pity……

It's in vain!

(End of this chapter)