American comics: Only I know the plot

Chapter 144 Selfless Devotion

The only tool capable of carrying the weight of a nuclear bomb, flying at high speed, and reaching uninhabited areas in a short time is the Bat fighter jet.

Only deep within the Batcave, on the Batplane whose core components had been secretly repaired by Levi, was Gotham's only hope, its only chance of survival.

In the entire city, at this moment, only Li Wei is capable of piloting the Batplane. He is the only candidate and the only one who can shoulder this responsibility.

He had memorized the operating steps countless times in the Bat Cave, thoroughly understanding and internalizing all the procedures. These were the skills he had prepared countless times for this moment.

Without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest retreat.

Li Wei gave Bruce, who was kneeling on one knee, a deep look in his eyes, resolute and unwavering. This look was a farewell, a promise, and an unwavering commitment.

This glance was a farewell, a trust, a promise kept with his life, a resolute choice, and the last thing he could do for Bruce and for Gotham.

The next second, he turned around abruptly and sprinted towards the top of the stairs at an extreme speed, every step a race against death.

"Li Wei! Where are you going?!"

Catwoman's exclamation came from behind, full of confusion and worry, her voice trembling. She didn't understand why Li Wei would leave at this time.

Robin struggled to lift his head, staring at Levi's fleeing figure with eyes full of confusion, not understanding why he was leaving at this moment. Was he also giving up?

Bruce looked at Levi, his eyes flickered slightly, and he instantly understood his intention. His heart sank, followed by an overwhelming warmth and guilt. He knew that Levi was going to risk his life.

Li Wei didn't look back or respond; he just ran with all his might, not daring to stop for even a moment. He knew that every second was crucial.

He used all his strength for every step, tearing his wounds open completely. Blood soaked through the gauze and stuck to his skin, and every step he took brought excruciating pain.

He felt no pain at all; he had only one thought in his mind: go faster, go even faster, every second faster meant a greater chance of survival.

Five minutes is far too short. Every second is a matter of life and death for the entire city. There is no room for delay. He must race against time and against death.

He rushed down the stairs, through the city hall, avoiding all irrelevant people, and headed straight for Wayne Manor, where hope lay.

Scattered remnants of the enemy tried to intercept him along the way, but Li Wei paid no heed and charged straight through without stopping. No obstacle could stop him.

He knew every alley and shortcut in Gotham intimately, running frantically along the shortest routes, racing against time. In his mind, there was only the countdown and nuclear bombs.

The wind whistled in his ears, his heart pounded in his chest, and the countdown raced wildly in his mind, pressing on his nerves and leaving him no room for complacency.

4:12

4:11

4:10

Time is running out; every second is a step towards death, and every second countless lives are waiting for salvation.

Li Wei's physical strength was rapidly depleting, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and his legs felt like lead, but he did not stop for even a moment. He could not stop, nor dared to stop.

He recalled Bruce's despair while bedridden, the pain of rehabilitation training, and the sharp edge of armor; those images sustained him as he continued to move forward.

He thought of the bat symbol secretly drawn by the people, of Gordon's perseverance, and of Alfred's expectations—expectations that were a weight he could not bear.

Every scene became the force that propelled him forward, supporting him to keep running, ensuring that even when he was exhausted, he would never fall.

Finally, Wayne Manor came into view. The desolate courtyard exuded a sense of bleakness, yet it became the only hope, the last chance for Gotham to survive.

The abandoned courtyard and tightly closed gates did not deter Li Wei in the slightest. He scaled the wall and headed straight for the ancient well, his movements swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

He scaled the wall and headed straight for the entrance to the ancient well. He pressed a hidden mechanism, and the stone slab slowly moved aside, revealing a dark staircase—the path to the Bat Cave, the path to hope.

The stairs were deep, dark, and damp. Li Wei ran down them recklessly, without the slightest fear or hesitation. The darkness could not stop his steps.

The lights in the Batcave automatically turned on, illuminating the giant black Batplane, exuding majesty and power. It was Gotham's hope, and Levi's weapon.

With its streamlined fuselage, bat wings spread, and core components repaired, it is ready to take off at any time, rush to the battlefield, and fulfill its mission.

Li Wei rushed to the cockpit, quickly unlocked it, opened the hatch, and jumped in. His movements were swift and decisive, without any unnecessary actions.

The seat was cold, the instrument panel was flashing, and all the interfaces were exactly the same as he remembered, without the slightest difference. It was the operating platform he had practiced countless times.

There was no time to adjust, no time to check; every second was precious. He had to start the fighter jet immediately and take off immediately.

Li Wei gripped the control levers with both hands and started the engine at lightning speed, following the steps he had memorized. He dared not make the slightest mistake, and every operation was precise and flawless.

Buzz—

The fighter jet emitted a deep roar, the engine warmed up, the energy was fully charged, the levitation system was activated, and it was ready. The fuselage vibrated slightly, awaiting the order to take off.

The entire process took only thirty seconds, setting a new record for the fastest startup. These thirty seconds were the result of countless hours of practice by Li Wei.

"Nuclear bomb coordinates — location —"

Li Wei quickly manipulated the screen, retrieved the pre-marked location of the underground nuclear bomb, and precisely locked onto it. The coordinates flashed on the screen, crystal clear.

The coordinates were instantly locked, and a clear red dot lit up on the map. That was the location of the nuclear bomb, the epicenter of the destruction, and the place he had to go.

The Bat Cave is only three kilometers away, a mere blink of an eye. These three kilometers represent the distance between life and death, between despair and hope.

Countdown, 3:15.

The fighter jet took off vertically, bursting out of the top exit of the bat cave, cutting through the night sky, heading straight for its target. Its black silhouette drew a hopeful arc in the night sky.

Li Wei pushed the control stick, and the fighter jet sped forward, heading straight for the nuclear bomb's coordinates. The speed was pushed to the limit, the engine roared, and it cut through the night sky, racing against death.

During the journey, they were intercepted by two remnants of the Bane enemy aircraft. A barrage of fire swept in, bullets whistling through the air and striking the fighter's armor with a clanging sound.

Li Wei calmly maneuvered, dodging to the side and using the tall buildings for cover, easily escaping the pursuit unscathed. His composure was his most powerful weapon at that moment.

He knows Gotham's terrain like the back of his hand; every building and every street is etched into his mind, allowing him to easily avoid all obstacles and enemies.

In just two minutes, the fighter jet arrived directly above the nuclear missile, hovering in the air, ready to grab it. At that moment, his heart pounded at its peak.

Deep underground, nuclear bombs are buried, encased in a simple reinforcement layer, making them difficult to move. They are terrifying weapons capable of destroying everything.

Li Wei activated the mechanical arm at the bottom of the fighter jet, forcefully penetrating the ground and firmly locking the nuclear bomb casing. He dared not loosen his grip; the mechanical arm remained firmly engaged, refusing to let go.

The robotic arm sounded a load alarm; the weight of the nuclear bomb far exceeded expectations, almost surpassing the fighter jet's carrying capacity. The alarm blared, a stark reminder of the danger.

But Levi didn't loosen his grip for a second, holding the joystick firmly and forcibly pulling the nuclear bomb out of the ground. He couldn't let go; if he did, Gotham would be finished.

The enormous weight towed the fighter jet, causing its speed to drop drastically, making its flight sluggish and difficult; every meter forward was incredibly strenuous.

Countdown, 1:30.

"We must hurry—we must get to the no-man's-land—"

Li Wei gritted his teeth and pushed the engine thrust to its maximum. The fighter jet, towing a nuclear bomb, flew towards the wilderness on the outskirts of Gotham. The engine was running at overload, emitting a dull roar.

Behind him, on the rooftop of the city hall, came the sounds of fierce fighting, and the tremors carried far and wide. He knew that Bruce was still fighting desperately, still trying to buy him time.

Li Wei turned around and, through the darkness, vaguely saw the black figure standing up again, determined not to fall despite being covered in wounds.

Bruce used his last bit of strength to hold onto Bane, who was trying to catch up, and refused to let go. He used his body to build the last line of defense for Levi.

He used his body, his will, and all his remaining strength to buy Li Wei last time, even if it meant being shattered to pieces, he would never retreat.

Even with the excruciating pain from his old wounds, even with injuries all over his body, even with the possibility of collapsing at any moment, he did not back down and remained steadfast in his mission.

He did not back down, but remained steadfast in his mission, protecting Gotham, protecting Livy, and protecting the last hope.

Li Wei's eyes welled up slightly, and his heart was filled with strength and determination. He could not betray this trust, nor could he fail this commitment.

He knew he couldn't betray that trust, couldn't fail that commitment; he had to complete the mission, he had to save Gotham.

He took a deep breath, resolutely pushed the control stick, increased the speed of the fighter jet to the limit, and headed straight for the no-man's land without looking back or hesitating.

Gotham recedes further and further behind, the No Man's Land draws ever closer ahead, hope grows ever clearer, and destruction recedes ever further away.

The wilderness was pitch black, deserted, without buildings or life; it was the only safe zone, the only place where a nuclear bomb could be detonated.

This is the only place where a nuclear bomb can be safely detonated; it is the last hope to save Gotham; it is a chance for survival bought with sacrifice.

Li Wei maneuvered the fighter jet, hovering steadily in the center of the no-man's-land with precise positioning and no deviation. He wanted to ensure that the nuclear bomb would not harm any lives.

The robotic arm released, and the nuclear bomb slowly fell, crashing heavily to the ground with a dull thud. The earth trembled slightly, and the deadly weapon was finally moved.

Countdown, 0:30.

Li Wei did not evacuate immediately. He reconfirmed the location of the nuclear bomb to ensure that no lives were affected. He wanted to be absolutely certain and ensure that everyone could survive.

After doing all this, he pulled the control stick, preparing to pull the fighter jet away from the blast radius. He had completed his mission; now it was time to survive.

But at that moment, the nuclear bomb suddenly burst out with intense red light, the countdown accelerated, and it flashed wildly, detonating prematurely, exceeding everyone's expectations.

0:10————005——001————

"Detonate!"

Li Wei's pupils contracted sharply. He pushed the control stick hard, and the fighter jet pulled up at full speed, trying to escape the shockwave. He wanted to survive, to return to Gotham, and to be back with Bruce.

boom!!!

A deafening roar instantly tore the heavens and earth apart, its sound deafening and echoing through the sky. The shockwave spread wildly from the nuclear bomb's center.

Blinding white light engulfed the night sky, flames shot into the heavens, and mushroom clouds rose into the air, blotting out the sun. It was a scene of destruction, but also proof of redemption.

The massive shockwave swept across the area with overwhelming force, destroying everything in its path; grass, trees, rocks, and the ground were all instantly flattened.

The Bat fighter jet was hit head-on, its fuselage instantly shattered into countless fragments, dissipating in the flames. The jet was reduced to ashes in the explosion.

The flames engulfed everything, the deafening roar turned the no-man's-land into scorched earth, barren of everything. This place became a graveyard of destruction, but also a place of redemption for Gotham.

Even in the distance, Gotham could clearly feel the ground shaking and the flames on the horizon. The whole city was shocked, and people looked up at the sky, wondering what had happened.

The rooftop of the city hall.

Bane was completely subdued by the combined efforts of Bruce, Catwoman, and Robin, pinned to the ground and unable to move. His madness was finally brought to an end.

He struggled and roared, but he had no strength left to resist. He was at his wit's end, and all hope was lost. His plan to destroy everything had ultimately failed.

When they saw the huge mushroom cloud on the horizon, everyone froze, motionless, and fell into a deathly silence. They knew that a nuclear bomb had exploded.

The white light illuminated every face, deathly silence enveloped the rooftop, even breathing became cautious, and despair filled everyone's hearts.

The nuclear bomb exploded.

However, the explosion did not occur in downtown Gotham, but in an uninhabited area on the outskirts. This meant that the nuclear bomb had been moved, and Gotham was saved.

They instantly understood—it was Li Wei.

It was Levi who piloted the Batplane, transporting the nuclear bomb and saving the entire city. It was Levi who gave his life to bring Gotham back to life.

The fighter jet was reduced to fragments at the epicenter of the explosion, leaving no trace of his body. Li Wei did not return; he remained forever in that explosion.

Li Wei————

Bruce shuddered, the old wound throbbing with pain, but it was nothing compared to the piercing pain in his heart. The person who had always been there for him, protected him, and supported him was gone.

He slowly released his grip, gazing at the firelight on the horizon. His eyes, hidden behind the mask, were bloodshot, his heart aching with unbearable pain. His most trusted companion was gone forever.

Catwoman covered her mouth, tears streaming down her face. Her whole body trembled uncontrollably as she sobbed uncontrollably. That gentle, steadfast, and unwavering man was gone.

Li Wei, who fought alongside them, helped Bruce recover, and made silent sacrifices, the calm, determined, and unwavering Li Wei, will forever remain in that explosion.

The calm, resolute, and unwavering Li Wei was forever trapped in that explosion, never to return, never to appear by their side again.

Li Wei was forever trapped in that explosion, never to return.

Robin lowered his head. The boy's eyes were red and his tears fell silently. His shoulders trembled. The person who taught him to be calm and gave him strength was gone.

Robin lowered his head. The boy's eyes were red and his tears fell silently. His shoulders trembled. He had lost a comrade-in-arms, a hero, and a person worthy of respect.

Sheriff Gordon led his officers to the rooftop. Upon seeing the firelight on the horizon and learning the truth, he froze, and the old sheriff finally couldn't hold back his tears.