I made up myths in America

Chapter 63 Bluffing
As early as after the last New York Cerberus incident, the U.S. military designed a complete tactical system to deal with this extraordinary monster with huge size and powerful destructive power.

From armored tanks, armed helicopters to tactical cruise missiles, to various types of heavy missiles, as well as large-yield hydrogen bombs and even three-phase bombs.

Anyway, as long as someone dares to give the order, they will really dare to launch.

At this time, at the Los Angeles Police Department headquarters, they heard that George Gently had chosen to send only drones.

Brigadier General Doug Wickett, the head of Edwards Air Force Base in the United States, raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked in the video call:
"Captain George, are you sure?"

"I don't believe those drones, loaded only with tiny missiles, can destroy this horrific monster and protect the lives and property of the citizens of Los Angeles. I suggest you apply to me for access to the Army's tactical missile system. I guarantee it can blow that monster to pieces."

Yes, and then you'll blow the San Fernando Valley in Los Angeles to pieces too.

Los Angeles Police Chief Jim McDonald rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Anyway, he would never agree to this violent plan.

But if it's George Gently.
Jim McDonald frowned and looked at the head of the first team of the Investigation Bureau who had been in the spotlight recently.

"Thank you for your reminder, General Doug, but I don't think it's necessary for now. I still have some issues to determine."

George Gently shook his head and rejected the suggestion.

He always felt an inexplicable sense of disharmony about the images sent back by the drone, which showed the Hydra, which looked even more terrifying than the three-headed dog of Hell.

He will make the next decision only after receiving accurate information from Michael and Kane.

And in the San Fernando Valley, in a building not far from the Soul Sensing Club.

Michael, who was highly expected by George Gently, looked up at the huge monster in the sky that could swallow him in one bite without even getting his teeth stuck. In fact, he was a little panicked.

"This is unscientific."

He turned to the burly guy next to him and complained, "You said everyone got superpowers because of luck, but how come this Italian guy got superpowers so absurdly strong that he could even summon such a huge monster??"

"Maybe it's because superpowers don't follow science."

Kane shrugged his shoulders. His tall and strong body looked even more muscular because of the special power he had obtained, like a small mountain.

On each of his arms, he wore a silver metal glove made of a special alloy that could cover his entire arm.

This was tailor-made for him by the Bureau's technicians based on his exaggerated strength and excellent physical defense, so as to maximize his strength.

Because of Michael's eagle-like eyes and the special power of being able to slightly control the wind, the Bureau positioned him as a shooter, so they specially built two incredibly powerful pistols and a customized sniper rifle full of black technology for him.

"So, from this vantage point, can you see anyone in the club?"

Kane raised his hands and touched them in front of his chest, making a crisp sound of metallic collision, and asked.

"Nothing has been found yet."

Michael lay on the ground, holding a sniper rifle in his hand, "But I can't observe all the rooms in the club from this position, so it is not ruled out that Elliot is in another room."

"Then go inside and take a look. Remember to cover me."

Before Michael could finish his words, Kane took a deep breath, accelerated his sprint from the other end of the building's rooftop, and jumped directly down.

Bang! !

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the third floor of the club exploded.

Kane, covered in glass shards, landed on the ground with his fists clenched, looking around vigilantly, waiting for an attack that might come at any time.

But one minute passed, two minutes passed, and the club was still quiet, eerily quiet.

"Okay, now it's certain that there's really no one here."

Michael complained to him in the headset.

"That's not all." Kane came to the room where Elliot had been painting before, frowned at the white paper on the drawing board and said, "Why do I feel like something is wrong?"

"Drone Group A, ready to take position."

"Drone Group B is ready."

At the same time, in the increasingly dark night, dense swarms of drones quickly took off.

Under the careful control of the Bureau's technicians, they approached the huge monster above the Soul Perceiver Club.

"Phew, that's great. Professor Allen's guess is correct. We won't be affected by the other party even though we're so far away from each other through the screen."

"The Hydra monster has a limited range of influence."

After several technicians who volunteered to participate in the test spoke out, saying that even after staring at the huge monster figure on the screen for a long time, they did not suffer any adverse effects.

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief and turned their gaze towards their backbone—George Gently.

At this time, George Gently had already received the news from Michael and Kane, and the vague idea in his mind became clearer.

He nodded to the people looking at him and said, "Keep your distance and fire missiles at that monster."

"clear."

Anyway, it is remotely controlled, and they don’t have to pay compensation if the drone is lost, so the technicians on site don’t feel any psychological pressure.

boom!
Boom boom! !
Moments later, as residents of the San Fernando Valley were cursing the Los Angeles police for their incompetence and waste of their taxpayers' money, explosions more frequent than before were heard in the sky.

Each drone carried 16 AGM114 Hellfire missiles, and now they were firing at the giant nine-headed serpent monster.

Just like before, these Hellfire missiles bombarded this terrifying-looking mythical creature, but seemed to have no effect at all.

But at the Los Angeles Police Department headquarters, morale suddenly soared.

Because they found that this monster had no way to deal with these drones. No, putting aside that strange mental control ability, everyone even found that this monster did not behave like a living creature that could think normally.

The range of motion remains very narrow, rigid and stiff.

"Could it be"

Thinking of a certain possibility, everyone in the Los Angeles Police Department became excited and stared at the screen.

Sure enough, after the drone team carried out the third round of launches, the Hydra monster that brought huge pressure to everyone suddenly shattered without any warning, like a piece of canvas, and gradually disappeared in the night sky.

"YES, Captain George, we won!!!"

Everyone cheered.

Only George Gently still had a frown on his face.

He glanced at the information about Elliot on the writing board and muttered softly to himself:

"He deliberately created this monster to attract our attention. What else does he want to do?"

At this moment, as his eyes swept over the photos of various paintings that Elliot had previously posted on his social account.

George Gently's gaze suddenly paused, his attention focused on one of the portraits.

It shows a girl with a bright smile in a white tutu, performing a solo dance under theater lights.

"Nathan, I have three minutes. I want all the information about the girl in this painting."

Out of some intuition, George Gently thought that this might be the key to a breakthrough!!!

(End of this chapter)