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Los, carrying the pilot, tossed him aside into the sky, looking down at his homeland below.

Is that all?

He pointed to the sky, indicating, "Whose territory it is, is still uncertain."

As the people of the motherland looked up, their pupils suddenly contracted.

Several suits of steel armor detached from their orbits in outer space and landed on the wings of a bomber soaring ten thousand meters above the ground.

At the same time.

More silver steel armor tore through the clouds and fell upon the city, densely packed like visitors from outer space.

Hundreds of armored soldiers formed a matrix, like a well-trained army, piercing through and dispersing the dark clouds, allowing sunlight to shine into the White House square.

The bomber, which had been flying high in the air, was now surrounded by several armored vehicles and out of control.

More MacGyrnet armored vehicles took off from the Steel Body Industries factories and were deployed to the battlefield.

Los smiled slightly.

This cutting-edge technological power, which absolutely surpasses military industry, makes not only the Chinese people, but also the wise men behind the scenes and people from all over the world who are watching the war with trepidation.

"Come on, my countrymen, this is our end."

With a swift movement, Los broke the sound barrier and created a powerful gust of wind, arriving right in front of his compatriots.

"Come on! I've been winning since I was born, I've never lost!"

The Chinese stood tall and stepped forward, forcefully throwing punches to meet the vibranium fists thrown by the anti-Chinese in armor.

It was just a clash of fists, but it exploded like a second missile between them, making it impossible for the nearby flying superhumans to intervene in the battle!

Bang!

In just the first round, the Chinese people fell from mid-air and smashed the dome of the White House below them!

A ditch more than ten meters long was plowed out of the grassland.

The Chinese man barely managed to steady his body after being knocked away. The figure, which reflected a cold metallic luster in the sunlight and possessed an astonishingly oppressive force, was already pressing down in front of him.

He gritted his teeth.

It's that same hard, difficult-to-penetrate special metal again, and the armor is thicker than before!

But he is a Chinese citizen!

The Chinese people suppressed their fear with anger, their eyes burning red as they tried to melt through the armor metal!

The powerful red laser energy was blocked by the blue laser emitted from the reactor on the chest of the anti-Motherland's armor!

Under the intense gaze of his compatriots, Los pressed forward step by step until he reached his opponent, then raised his metal fist and slammed it down again.

The Chinese man crossed his arms to protect his chest and withstood the vibranium punch.

He barely managed to endure it, but his body was almost buried in the mud!

The earthquake shook violently, and mud and soil flew everywhere.

The new element reactor engine roared, and the towering anti-Motherland armored figure continued to swing his fists, like swinging a giant hammer, constantly smashing the motherland into the earth like groundhogs!

Meanwhile, in the White House area, the other superhumans are too busy fighting to defend themselves and are already engaged in battle with the Iron Legion!

The great battle has just begun, yet it seems to be nearing its end?

"That's impossible!"

Inside the White House office, the wise man looked in disbelief at the nearly vanished people of his homeland outside, with only the Iron Man standing tall.

The people of our motherland, on whom we have placed such high hopes, are now being unilaterally suppressed and beaten.

Bang!

The office door was suddenly kicked open.

A lithe female figure burst in from outside and answered the wise man's question: "Nothing is impossible; he has always been a miracle worker."

"Queen Maeve? You...why are you here?"

The wise man stared blankly at the woman holding the round shield, unable to understand, and asked, "Wait, who is this 'he' you just mentioned?"

Queen Maeve revealed a smug expression and laughed, "Aren't you the smartest person in the world? Why don't you guess?"

At this moment.

Across the country, under the astonished gazes of everyone, the strongest people of the modern nation are being unilaterally suppressed and hammered into the ground by mysterious armor!

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The earth cracked open, and blood oozed from the soil.

A roar erupted from beneath the ground, echoing throughout the White House.

The Chinese people unleashed their full power, suddenly accelerating as they flew out from underground, grabbing the armored Los standing above them, and crashing through the entire second floor of the White House behind them!

The two rolled onto the White House square, smashing a hole in the floor.

The Chinese man pressed his tongue against his palate and tasted a slightly fishy-sweet flavor. In that instant, he sensed the breath of death.

Should we run away?

Once this thought arises, it grows secretly in the heart and cannot be shaken off!

The Chinese people instinctively wanted to fly away from the scene, just like always.

As long as you're alive, you can turn things around!

The dark side of his personality was also reminding him to fly away from here at full speed, as the other party's heavy armor simply couldn't catch up!

Shut up!

The ancestor shook his drowsy head, and the voice of his personality disappeared from his brain.

He got up from the ground and looked at the anti-Motherland armored troops that stretched across his front, seemingly impenetrable.

The people of the motherland were momentarily dazed, suddenly remembering the soldier boy's special training last night, the longing look in his son Ryan's eyes as he looked at his godfather, and the dance that Becca had invited them to.

Can I really win?

A voice echoes in my ears from the past, refusing to dissipate to this day:

“Mr. John, we are the strongest.”

With you gone, I'll only be able to bear the title of the strongest, right?

"How could I possibly lose? There's absolutely no reason for me to lose!"

The patriots, their eyes bloodshot, flew at full speed close to the ground to the armored figures of the anti-patriots, like a clenched fist slamming into the helmet visor as they pushed their limits!

Reconciling with the past, all the beliefs and strength of the self converge in this punch!

Strong winds raged, and dust waves swept across the land!

Although the armor of the anti-Motherland forces had not deteriorated much, a tiny crack appeared on their helmets.

The people of the motherland opened their eyes in surprise.

He suddenly realized that the opponent's helmet was mixed with other parts, and its combat ability was far weaker than other parts.

There is hope; we can win!

"Ahhh!!"

The patriot roared, and with his adrenaline surging, he flew forward, slamming his head into the crack in his helmet visor.

As blood gushed from his forehead, the metal mask of the anti-Motherland armor finally shattered!

The Chinese people, panting and incredibly excited, watched as the armor finally broke through, the metal mask shattered, until a familiar face appeared inside the armor.

He caught his breath, and his heart stopped abruptly, leaving him frozen in place.

At the same time.

The students and faculty of Gododgin University, the prisoners of the Freedom Camp, the heroes of the Super Seven, and the remaining members of the Black Robe were all stunned when they saw the face of the young man inside the armor through the live video recording.

"Senior?" "Vice-captain?" "Iron Man?"

As they entered the White House battlefield to fight the Vought Group's camp, Starlight, flying in mid-air, stared blankly at the young man inside the armor, covering her mouth.

She could hardly believe her eyes. "Loss, how could this be?"

Looking at Los's face, the Chinese man's lips unconsciously curled up, but he quickly stopped himself.

He staggered back a step, shook his head violently, and angrily questioned, "Impossible! Who are you? Did you transform into the likeness of the dead Los?"

Los simply looked calmly at his countrymen.

The heavy vibranium armor of the anti-Motherland warriors self-removed, revealing the golden totem on their chest that symbolized hope. The thin blue battle suit fit their bodies perfectly, showcasing their highly sculpted and powerful muscles.

A bright red cloak draped down from behind her shoulders.

Revealing his true Kryptonian form, yet seemingly entering a new phase, Los hovered low in the sky, gazing down upon his homeland.

Mr. John.

Ross asked curiously, "You've spent your whole life lying and acting for others. Now it's your turn to be the one acting for others. How does that feel?"

"Shut up, and don't pretend to be him when you talk to me!"

The people of the motherland roared in anger.

He continued to throw a punch, but Los blocked it with his hand.

Los covered his ancestor's fist with his five fingers and pulled him toward himself, while his other hand pressed against the other's head.

With his muscles bulging beneath his Injustice Superman suit, Los, bathed in sunlight, suddenly exploded, carrying his people forward like a sprinter!

The sound barrier was broken in an instant, and the two disappeared from the spot.

The red cape and the American cape were so fast they seemed to disappear into two lines!

The clouds were broken along the way from Washington to New York.

One minute later.

Boom!

Los led his people down from the sky like a meteorite, crashing through the Water Tower from top to bottom!

The building, hundreds of meters tall, collapsed suddenly.

Above the ruins.

Los pressed down on his countryman's head, which was now covered in blood, so badly that even the soldier boy probably wouldn't recognize him.

With his red cloak draped over his shoulders, Los calmly asked, "Mr. John, are you a little more lucid?"

The Chinese man struggled to breathe, staring blankly at Los's face, then suddenly let out a bitter laugh.

"Why, why does everyone have to leave me?"

"Am I really doing something wrong? Am I constantly making mistakes...?"

The Chinese people lifted steel bars and hurled them forcefully at Los.

Los threw a punch, smashing the stone to pieces.

Under the spreading dust, their eyes reddened at the same time, their burning gazes intertwined and collided, and the heat wave evaporated the snow falling from the sky!

The moment the heatwave ended.

Los exhaled sharply, and frost covered the body of his ancestor, flying forward and slamming him to the ground!

One punch, two punches.

His fists gradually became stained with blood, and the ruins where his countrymen lay turned into craters.

Watching the live stream, I saw footage of the battle in New York.

The wise men in the White House and Queen Maeve remained silent.

It's not that our countrymen are too weak, but that Los is too strong.

So powerful that they are like gods on earth, completely superior, not even in the same dimension!

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