A Marine Admiral in the Marvel Universe

In the east, a red sun slowly rises, its rays shining on the steel jungle of New York City.

Woodlawn Cemetery, inside a warehouse.

A dozen or so people were busy working at their computers. The blond man with the killer face 47 clapped his hands and said, "Alright, guys, there was a little mishap earlier. Let's continue."

"Everyone, are you ready?"

A young man wearing glasses laughed: "Thomas, the network switch is ready."

“Very good.” The blond-haired assassin, 47, nodded. “Phase one begins!”

Upon hearing this, the bespectacled young man pressed a few keys on the keyboard, and images from surveillance cameras flashed by. At the same time, all the computer screens in the New York City Traffic Control Center went out instantly, and they could no longer see any information or even make calls.

In just a moment, they lost control of the city's traffic.

Not only that, all the traffic lights on the street were switched to green.

This situation was quickly reported on the NYPD desk, countless ringtones sounded, and the entire NYPD went on high alert.

On the 20th floor of an apartment building, Gwen's home, George is suddenly awakened from his sleep by a ringing phone.

"You'd better give me an explanation..."

"George, something's happened! Citywide alert! All officers cancel their leave!"

George: "..."

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Chapter 146 You little rascal!

"Shit!"

George woke up instantly, jumped out of bed, and quickly got dressed.

"Darling, what's wrong?" Helen asked groggily, startled awake.

"Citywide alert, all officers cancel leave," George said in a deep voice.

"What!?" Helen was startled and instantly wide awake. The entire city was on alert; something serious must have happened.

George ignored him, dressed, quickly washed his face with water, grabbed his badge pistol and ran outside, accidentally bumping into the corner of a table and letting out a cry of pain.

Helen got out of bed in a daze, watching her husband walk away, a hint of worry appearing in her eyes.

In the next room, Gwen suddenly opened her eyes. Although the room was well soundproofed, her spider-sense still allowed her to know what was happening in her parents' room.

After speaking with Cao Gui last night and learning that he wasn't at his home in New Jersey, Gwen didn't return to New Jersey but instead went to her parents' apartment to rest.

She used to enjoy it, but since her body changed, she's rarely come anymore. The reason is simple: her parents are too affectionate, and she's very sensitive to their feelings, so... it's a bit awkward.

Gwen quickly got up, turned on her walkie-talkie to listen to the police channel, only to find it filled with news reports of traffic accidents.

Gwen's expression changed slightly, and she immediately went to the window. The street outside was filled with densely packed vehicles, and the drivers kept honking their horns. The noise poured into the room as the window was opened.

"God... what's going on?"

Gwen murmured, as if the world had changed the moment she woke up.

But soon, Gwen found out what was going on. Her enhanced vision after the mutation allowed her to see the situation at several intersections in the distance.

With all the green lights on, the vehicles lost their coordination and collided in an instant, causing a car accident and traffic congestion.

"Is the whole city like this...?" Gwen's face changed instantly. Wouldn't her father be in great danger?

Gwen immediately understood why the entire city was on alert; this was a country where everyone owned guns.

When they have free time, instead of creating opportunities to play cards and chat, or sharing food with each other, a large number of homeless people resort to armed robbery and free shopping!

"Damn it!" Gwen took out her phone to practice with Cao Gui. Cao Gui must have a way to help her father, but she stopped before she could dial the number. Times had changed, and she was no longer the same person she used to be.

“It seems… I can handle this myself…” Gwen suddenly paused, then laughed:

"Yes, let's do it!"

She chuckled, took out her bag and rummaged through it, looking for something to hide her identity. If her father knew that his daughter was a monster who could spit silk, he would be terrified.

Gwen moved swiftly, pulling a pair of white stockings, a white face mask with pink hearts printed on it, and a pair of black lace gloves from her bag.

"Tch, all you ever do is play these tricks..." Gwen blushed as she looked at these things, thinking to herself that the man was a pervert.

However, she kept moving, changing into a loose-fitting hoodie, wearing her mask backwards, putting on stockings, tying up the hood, and finally putting on gloves, leaving not an inch of her skin exposed.

Then he opened the window, climbed the wall, and swung out.

Inside the room, Helen and her two younger brothers remained oblivious to everything.

"Sir, traffic is congested, there's unrest near Hell's Kitchen, the situation is dangerous!" an officer shouted to George from the helicopter.

"Where are our men?" George asked with a grim face. Hell's Kitchen was a no-man's-land in New York, a place even the most violent people in New York City were unwilling to set foot in.

"We're on our way, but traffic is paralyzed. We can only use helicopters, but we don't have enough capacity. We only have one squadron!"

“A squadron of only two hundred men is too few!” George said.

"Sir, all our helicopters have been deployed, and this is the best we can do."

“I know.” George’s face darkened. “Damn it, those good-for-nothings only know how to eat, drink, and have fun. Even helicopters wouldn’t be enough for you under your leadership.”

After a pause, George ordered, "Let's go over there, take care of that first, and then we'll go somewhere else."

谷钑

The pilot nodded, stepped on the throttle, and flew northwest towards Manhattan Island, where Hell's Kitchen was located.

"drink!"

In the steel jungle below, Gwen gave a soft shout and used her arm to swing on the spider web, landing on the top of a building.

"Why did Dad go to Hell's Kitchen..." Gwen said dejectedly, glancing in the direction of the plane. She should have brought a few guns with her.

Woodlawn Cemetery, in a warehouse.

Thomas, with his killer-like face, looked at the chaotic mess of states on the computer screen, a cold smile appearing on his otherwise stern face.

“Well done, guys.” Thomas picked up his water glass and took a sip. “Now, let those headless flies get some fresh air.”

"No problem." The bespectacled man smiled, made a series of hand gestures, and finally pressed the Enter key heavily.

As the Enter key was pressed, alarms sounded in buildings across states and cities, with red warning lights flashing incessantly.

"It's anthrax!"

"Shit!"

"Damn it, what on earth happened?"

"Alright, stop talking and get out of here!"

"Where are the biological warfare troops? Why are they so slow to react?"

Despite the constant noise, they hurriedly left the building. Anthrax was no joke; it could kill people.

On the helicopter, George heard the news through his headset and immediately laughed: "Those useless idiots can finally stop sitting in their offices giving orders."

"Ahem, sir..."

"I know, those good-for-nothings can't hear me now, can they?" George said nonchalantly.

"Uh, this... sir..." the officer said hesitantly.

“I already told you not to worry about it…” George said, frowning.

“Oh, no, that’s not what I meant,” the officer quickly said. “A few hours ago, we received a call reporting that someone was going to paralyze traffic and create panic…”

"What!?" George exclaimed in surprise, "Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"We all thought it was a joke..."

The police officer said, looking aggrieved, "This isn't the first or second time this has happened. How could anyone believe something this absurd? We're not making a movie or writing a story."

"Did they say where the enemy's next move is?" George asked in a deep voice.

"I told you." The officer nodded quickly: "The power facilities, the largest power exchange on the East Coast. If that's damaged, the entire East Coast will be without power."

“Get to the Bronx immediately!” George said right away. The power switchboard was located in the Bronx, in the north of New York City.

"Roger that!"

The pilot made minor adjustments to the rudder, turning the aircraft from northwest to due north.

Below, Gwen, who was following the plane, exclaimed, "Damn it, they've changed direction again!"

With a flick of her wrist, spider silk shot out and stuck to the bottom of the plane. Gwen pulled hard, and it was firmly attached to the bottom of the plane.

At Osborn headquarters, Harry suddenly exclaimed softly, "Hey, come quick, what's this?"

Upon hearing this, Cao Gui's face darkened. On the computer screen, a person was dangling on a silk thread, attached to the bottom of a helicopter.

(?beneficial?)

You reckless little girl, I'm going to give you a good spanking tonight!

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Chapter 147 Gwen's First Battle: The Hand

New York, west of the Bronx, on the banks of the Hudson River.

Above a massive factory with numerous industrial towers and a network of crisscrossing pipes, the roar of engines filled the air as a black helicopter bearing the yellow FBI badge slowly flew in and landed on a helipad marked with a white "h".

The hatch opened, and a chestnut-haired Asian woman wearing an FBI bulletproof vest stepped out and walked toward the center of the factory.

“Madam, you have no right to enter here!” A burly man in a gray-blue uniform ran over and shouted at the woman.

Because of the presence of the helicopter and the uniform, the staff member did not have any suspicion of the woman in front of him.

“FBI, I suspect there’s a security vulnerability here.” The woman ignored this and simply showed her identification, using a pretext.

"No, ma'am." The security guard showed no leniency, refusing outright: "Ma'am, you and your men must leave immediately!"

Upon hearing this, the Asian woman's expression turned cold. She delivered a karate chop to the security guard's throat, grabbed his head, and slammed it against a nearby metal frame.

With a loud thud, the security guard fainted.