I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 164 Purgatory on Earth
The Air Force's bombing of Houston is still continuing. According to the plan, the Texas authorities have set up large signal blocking devices around the city to ensure that people who are still alive in the city cannot pass on the news.

The Texas consortium was still in chaos, but now that things had come to this, they could only follow the consortium's past practices and order the state government to block the news.

The most important thing for the Texas Consortium right now is to elect a new board of directors and nominate a new person in charge. Only by restoring the high-level command structure can the strength of the large consortium be brought into play and can it compete with other consortiums and avoid being bullied again.

After more than ten hours of bombing, the Black Skeletons could no longer be seen on the main streets of Houston. The military released a large number of drones to check one by one and confirmed that only a few Black Skeletons were still wandering around in confusion on the streets.

These fish that slipped through the net were eventually wiped out by the "integrated detection and strike" drones.

After eliminating the hordes of Black Skeletons on the streets, the question facing Texas authorities became whether to send teams in to search every building.

"The Pentagon and the White House want us to deal with the Houston problem as soon as possible. Their meaning is very clear. We must prevent the skeleton monster from spreading to other areas even if it means destroying Houston."

"Asshole! We have already agreed to their bombing plan. Do they have to destroy the entire Houston before they will stop?"

Although Houston suffered heavy losses after the bombing and many houses became dangerous, the high-rise buildings on both sides of the main roads were relatively earthquake-resistant and the walls were not seriously damaged. They only needed to repair the glass curtain walls to restore their former appearance.

Almost all of the buildings that have become dangerous are privately built homes, and their own insurance companies are responsible for handling the matter, so the state government does not need to worry about it.

"Hasn't there been any result from Richardson Manor yet? If they don't step up and take the lead, we'll be wiped out!"

Big and small financial groups control every aspect of America. Anyone with a little bit of cognitive ability knows that in America, the financial group bosses are the real kings, and state legislators and congressmen are just lackeys pushed to the front by the bosses.

There is not only one Texas consortium in Texas. There are many lower-level consortiums or capital entities that also control some seats of lawmakers and administrative positions. However, these lower-level capital entities must unite behind the Texas consortium to be able to compete with the other nine consortiums.

"According to the news just sent, the final election for the chairman is already underway, and the result will be known by tomorrow at the latest."

Financial groups named after families such as Rockefeller, Morgan, and DuPont all have a powerful family with a long history as their backbone. They have a strong ability to resist risks. Even if the person in charge dies unexpectedly, they can quickly elect the next generation of people in charge, and there are very few disturbances.

Because there is no need to choose, the leader of the main family is assumed to be the boss, and other small families that join in are simply unable to compete with the big family.

But consortiums named after places such as Boston, Chicago, Cleveland, California, and Texas are very troublesome, as they are often composed of multiple families with similar strength.

This kind of regional consortium often comes together to integrate resources and fight against the encirclement of the old big conglomerates.

Every time a new person in charge is chosen, there will be a lot of open and secret struggles, and every transfer of power will be kept strictly confidential to prevent other financial groups from taking advantage of the opportunity.

Often the term of office is random, and the date of selection is also random. Several family patriarchs sit together and discuss for a night, and the result is almost certain.

The main focus is on being irregular to avoid interference from other financial groups.

Such a blatant change of leadership as that of the Texas consortium is extremely rare in the history of major consortiums.

With such a good opportunity, how could other wolves, tigers and leopards not pounce on it and take a bite?
Hearing that they only had to hold out until tomorrow, Texas lawmakers and administrative officials all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now that the skeleton cluster on the street has been eliminated, the danger has been reduced. I think we can send people into the city to lure the skeletons out of the building."

"Yes, these skeletons are obviously chasing the scent of living people. They are hiding and won't come out. We can throw out some bait."

"Agreed, we can go fishing."

The reason why they were reluctant to send in the army and police was because there were too many Black Skeletons on the streets, and long-range bombing was more efficient and caused less damage.

Now that the black skeletons are hiding in high-rise buildings and refusing to come out, we must lure them out. Otherwise, will Houston become a ghost town from now on?

The American top leaders have never changed their position. They always stand on the side of capitalists. Ordinary people can enjoy full "freedom" as long as they pay taxes and do whatever they want.

Free to be robbed, free to enjoy the consequences of the disaster. So, the soldiers and police stationed on the defense line outside Houston finally received the order, they pushed aside the roadblocks and walked towards the city with weapons under the strict orders of their superiors.

The originally intact streets had been destroyed by the shock wave bombs, becoming cracked and broken roads, and black skeletons that had been shattered into pieces could be seen everywhere.

"Boss, are there any living people in the city?" Ryan, a young soldier from Fort Worth, asked his captain in a low voice.

They are the local Texas National Guard.

The United States National Guard is a second-line reserve force that is primarily responsible for responding to domestic disasters and unrest.

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask." Captain Kent reprimanded in a low voice: "If you really meet a living person, listen to the orders from above first."

Soldiers like them who have experience in dealing with disasters understand very well how their compatriots will react when faced with disasters.

If it is a flood, fire, mudslide or other disaster where they cannot stay and must be evacuated immediately, they will definitely run.

But if it is a blizzard, hurricane or other type of disaster that is inconvenient to evacuate, they will definitely hide back home, lock the doors and windows, take out their weapons, and wait for the disaster to pass.

The black skeletons in Houston came suddenly this time, and many residents were still sleeping in at home. In addition, the black skeletons' destructive power was not strong. Seeing that the monsters could not break through the doors and windows, the residents would definitely hide in the house with peace of mind.

There is no need to think about it. There must be many people in the city right now, and it is hard to say whether they are alive.

"Stop, there's movement!" The captain in the front raised his fist.

Sensing the presence of living people, the skeletons in the high-rise building couldn't wait to rush out. Some even jumped directly from the broken outer wall, fell to the ground and turned into broken bones.

"attack!"

The sound of gunfire rang out across Houston.

Every team that entered the city fished out skeletons from the tall buildings.

Since the skeleton army on the streets had disappeared, the soldiers entering the city were able to calmly eliminate the black skeletons pouring out of the tall buildings.

After eliminating the black skeletons in the nearby blocks, Ryan suddenly saw human bodies with numb expressions walking out of the apartment building.

These people had blood oozing out of their ears and noses, and their expressions were numb and dull, as if they had lost their minds.

After seeing the soldiers, their eyes seemed to fluctuate a little. They turned around and walked towards the soldiers, but they fell on the broken road after taking only two steps and could never get up again.

"Boss, I'll go over and take a look." Young Ryan jumped over without waiting for the captain to answer.

When he came to these people, Ryan turned over a body and saw that the mouth that had not bled just now was now spurting out a lot of blood.

I reached out and felt my pulse, but it was no longer beating.

He pressed his stomach again, and several pieces of internal organs came out of his mouth.

"Oh my god!" Ryan quickly checked the other bodies and screamed, "Dead, they are all dead!"

A purgatory-like scene appeared before the soldiers' eyes.

(End of this chapter)