I put monsters and super powers in America

The huge wave of public opinion naturally swept across the great Eastern country, causing an uproar.

On the largest Q&A community in China, Zhifou, the question "How do you evaluate the first public exercise of the U.S. Army's 'Super Maroon' unit?" became the top trending search within just a few hours, with over 100 million views.

The answer section once again became a stage for various "masters" to perform.

"Despair, I don't know what else to say except despair. A single soldier diving at high speed, dropping missiles from the air, ignoring heavy machine gun fire, climbing onto an aircraft carrier with bare hands... This isn't a science fiction movie, it's reality happening right before our eyes. Our fleet is like a bunch of sitting ducks in front of them. Is it so hard to admit the gap?"

"Many people are still blindly confident, saying things like 'We have Dongfeng Express.' But have you ever considered what would happen if the enemy's 'Super Marun' infiltrated and directly attacked our command center? How would you defend against this? Would you rely on human wave tactics?"

"This is no longer an era of cold or hot war thinking. I believe now is the best time to surrender. We should proactively ease relations, deepen our economic and cultural ties, acknowledge their leading position in the extraordinary field, and buy ourselves time and space for development. This is not surrender, it's a strategic compromise."

Theories of surrender, collapse, and reflection are rampant, and emotions of anxiety and panic are spreading on the Internet like a plague.

Naturally, this information was also summarized in the White House.

But the people there don't seem to be interested in public opinion on the Internet.

What he wants is not these illusory "online victories", what he wants is tangible benefits, the proactive call from the University of Tokyo that will allow him to save face and seek peace!

"It's not enough... the fire isn't burning bright enough!"

The defense minister was listening to the roar coming from the phone and nodded repeatedly, "So what should we do?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, then said, "Since they're still pretending to be dead, let's add fuel to the fire!"

"Order the 'Super Marun' team in Luzon to move out immediately!"

"The target is the oceanographic research vessel from the Eastern Power that's passing through the nearby waters!"

"There's no need to harm their personnel, and try not to damage their equipment. I'm not a warmonger." There was a hint of false kindness in the roaring tone. "I just need them to broadcast a 'friendly' visit live to the world! I want the people of that Eastern superpower to witness their own research vessel being landed by our people like they're strolling through the backyard! Let's see if he's going to make that call!"

An hour later, the "Super Marun" team, which was conducting routine patrols in nearby waters, received an order from the Supreme Command with an encryption level of "top secret".

"Order: Super Marun Squad One, immediately conduct a 'friendly visit' to the Dongda Oceanographic Research Vessel 'Exploration IV' in the area. Mission requirements: Do not harm anyone on board, but demonstrate, for the other vessel's camera, the complete process of our personnel boarding the vessel, entering the cockpit, and finally, a peaceful handshake with the captain. I repeat, no harm is allowed. Once aboard, maintain a friendly attitude, but also make them feel truly helpless."

The team leader, a man codenamed "Iron Fist", curled his lips into a cruel smile after receiving the order.

"Brothers, it's time for work! The Supreme Command has asked us to go and say hello to our friends at the University of the East."

However, none of them knew it.

Just beneath the turbulent sea that is attracting everyone's attention.

A huge shadow, so huge that it is frightening, with its entire body emitting a deep blue color like the deep sea, was swinging its broad and flat tail like a paddle and cruising silently.

The Dallas Lizard Monster is coming soon!

26. Leviathan's First Battle

"Goo-"

The main dragon lay on the bed in the small apartment that Tifa once lived in and now belonged to him, and his stomach growled.

He turned sideways and looked at the steaming tomato beef risotto in an exquisite lunch box on the bedside table. The air was filled with the rich aroma of cheese and meat sauce.

Just a dozen minutes ago, Tifa ran over excitedly, carrying the dinner she had made herself, intending to share it with him.

The girl was wearing a soft white sweater and denim shorts. Her long black hair was tied into a playful ponytail that swayed with her movements.

"Master Dragon! Hurry up and eat! I made a new dish today based on a recipe! Come and try my cooking and see if it's improved!"

However, in the face of such hospitality, the main dragon simply covered his head with the quilt and made vague sounds that were full of sleepiness.

"Hmm... I don't know why, but I'm so sleepy... You eat first, I'll sleep a little longer..."

"Hey? Are you sleepy again?" Tifa's voice was clear with worry. She walked over to the bed and touched the dragon's forehead. "You don't have a fever. Could it be... the aftereffects of suppressing that giant monster last time haven't healed yet? That kind of power... must have taken a toll on your body."

"Really? Why are you trying to be a hero... idiot?" The girl scolded him in her heart, but the movements of her hands were so gentle that water could drip out of them.

She carefully tucked in the quilt for the Lord Dragon, then placed the baked rice on the bedside, poured a cup of warm water, and said softly:

"Then you should have a good rest. I've put the food here. Remember to eat it when you wake up. And you must not skip it!"

The door was closed gently, and the girl's footsteps gradually faded away.

The master dragon then poked his head out from under the quilt, looked at the dinner that was filled with the girl's love, listened to the increasingly loud protests in his stomach, and his heart was full of confusion.

"My heart hurts so much."

Of course, what hurt him was not that he couldn't enjoy the feast made by Tifa right away, but something else.

A full 100,000 points of willpower! And just like that, it was gone!

That feeling is a thousand times more painful than buying hundreds of games that you will never play during the STEAM summer sale!

These 100,000 points of wish power are enough to make the [growth rate] of the small ginkgo tree directly break through the 1,000 mark, and there will even be a lot left over.

But now, they have all turned into a terrifying giant beast over a hundred meters long, lurking in the deep sea thousands of kilometers away.

The investment of releasing the Dallas Lizard from Gaia's Dream to the sea north of Luzon was so huge that the main dragon had to "pretend to sleep" in front of Tifa to hide the painful expression on his face as if his kidneys were cut because of his heartache for his willpower.

This Dallas lizard that was released is not a small character in Gaia's dream.

Although the original prototype is only about one meter long, in the small river next to the ginkgo tree, it is definitely one of the "leaders" at the top of the food chain.

Those unfortunate prehistoric electric catfish and primitive lungfish have to take a detour when they see it.

"The Dallas Lizard, even though it has the word lizard in its name, it's actually a real mosasaur."

This semi-aquatic lizard-like creature, discovered in Texas, USA, is a perfect missing link in the evolutionary history of mosasaurs.

It retained the sturdy limbs of its terrestrial ancestors that were strong enough to support landing and crawling, but it also evolved a powerful tail that was initially paddle-shaped and adapted to life in water.

This "amphibious" characteristic allows it to eat and drink freely in shallow lagoons and mangroves, and to climb onto reefs at night to avoid more terrifying marine predators; its teeth, which alternate between conical and hooked, make it an all-round hunter that can eat both hard-shelled and soft-shelled animals.

The Dallas Lizard originally possessed two major skills: [Semi-Aquatic] (which enhanced its underwater and land mobility) and [Tear] (which greatly increased its bite damage).

And after the dimensionality reduction, the main dragon is looking forward to seeing how the Dallas Lizard's skills can be upgraded.

"One hundred thousand willpower... If you can't give me those twenty tin cans and that lousy ship a little shock and help me earn a ton of willpower, I'll feed you to that Wanafree under the tree!"

The main dragon spat viciously at the image of the giant beast in his mind.

The so-called "Wanafree" is naturally the little Tyrannosaurus Rex under the tree. I don't know when, "Wanafree" has become his code name.

He closed his eyes and immersed all his mind in the connection with the giant beast thousands of miles away.

"Time to work, baby!"

……

Western Pacific Ocean, waters near the Yuanwang-7 oceanographic research vessel.

Twenty "Super Maruns" wearing dark gray "God's Choice-1" exoskeleton armor, like arrows shot from a bow, drew twenty neat and uniform white waterways on the sea surface, and at an astonishing speed, surrounded the research vessel, which was all white and flying a red flag, from all directions.

Five Super Maruns acted as the vanguard and rushed towards the research vessel, while the rest provided support and guard in the rear.

On the deck of the research vessel, several crew members in blue overalls and scientific researchers in white uniforms were looking at these "uninvited guests" who suddenly fell from the sky in astonishment.

The ship's loudspeakers were playing stern warnings in both Chinese and English in a loop.

"Warning! Warning! Unknown armed unit ahead, you have entered our jurisdictional waters! Please immediately cease your provocative behavior and identify yourself, otherwise we will take all necessary measures!"

The two tall security guards in charge of the ship had already taken out their automatic rifles from the cabin and were nervously aiming at the approaching "tin cans." Their dark faces were tense in the sea breeze, and beads of sweat oozed from their foreheads.

However, all these warnings and precautions are seen by the "Super Maruns" as nothing more than the rage of the weak and incompetent, which seems funny and ridiculous.

There was a sense of ease and banter in their encrypted communication channel.

"Boss, did you hear that? They are warning us! Hahaha, I'm so scared!" A young soldier code-named "Joker" screamed in an exaggerated tone, causing a burst of laughter in the channel.

"Look at how nervous they are. The two security guards holding guns have hands shaking like they have Parkinson's. Can their bullets even scratch our heads?"

"Hey, guys, how about a bet? I bet I can be the first one to get on deck and snatch the fire pokers from the hands of those two security guards with just my fists." The burly man codenamed "Bull" said confidently.

The team leader, a middle-aged non-commissioned officer codenamed "Hawkeye," cleared his throat and issued an order in a calm tone, but his words were also filled with undisguised contempt: "Everyone, restrain yourself! Remember the President's orders—this is a 'friendly' visit! Do not harm anyone. Our mission is to use the most 'civilized' means to make them understand who is the true master of these waters."

He paused, a cruel smile curling up the corners of his mouth. "Of course, if they insist on resisting, giving them a little 'never-forgettable' lesson is allowed. For example, throwing them into the air and catching them; letting them reflect on their own stupidity in a weightless environment."

Through the ultra-clear zoom lenses built into their helmets, they could even clearly see the expressions of astonishment and anger on the faces of the researchers on the research vessel, which filled them with a morbid, conqueror's joy.

Dozens of kilometers behind them, inside the CIC (Combat Information Center) of the Arleigh Burke-class destroyer USS John Paul Jones, there was a sea of ​​joy and celebration.

Captain Johnson, holding a steaming cup of coffee, watched the live footage transmitted back from the main screen with a smug look. Several key officers around him were also beaming, as if they had already witnessed their own promotion ceremony.

"Gentlemen, witness history!" Colonel Johnson raised his coffee cup and greeted everyone. "From today on, the traditional theory of naval control will be completely rewritten! We are ushering in a new, unshakable era of hegemony!"

However, at the moment when this atmosphere of arrogance and revelry reached its peak——

"Boom——!!!"

Without any warning, the calm sea surface suddenly surged violently!

A huge back, so huge that it was beyond everyone's imagination and like a moving island, suddenly emerged from the deep sea!

Its entire body was a deep ocean blue, covered in layers of tile-like, fine, smooth scales that reflected a cool, moist sheen in the sunlight. The portion that emerged from the water alone was even larger and more majestic than the massive island of the USS John Paul Jones!

Countless sea waters slide down its smooth back, forming spectacular waterfalls and flowing into the surging sea.

This scene brought all the laughter in the communication channel to an abrupt halt.

"What the hell is that thing?!" The Joker's voice became sharp and piercing because of extreme shock.

"Oh my God! Is that a whale? Impossible! There are no whales that big!"

Before they could recover from their shock, the sea water around the huge back began to rotate at high speed in a way that completely violated common sense of physics!

A huge vortex with a diameter of more than 50 meters was formed out of thin air. The powerful suction was like the hand of God, and it instantly sucked in the seven or eight "Super Maruns" who were rushing in the front!

"Help! I'm being sucked in! I can't get out!"

"The water... the water is tearing me apart!"

"what--!!"

The communication channel was instantly filled with terrified screams and desperate cries for help.

Those super soldiers wearing sturdy armor were like dolls caught in a washing machine in the face of the violent and precise vortex, spinning and colliding helplessly, unable to even maintain their balance!

Their armor creaked under the terrifying water pressure and centrifugal force, and the eyepieces of their helmets were instantly covered with rapidly swirling water, making it impossible to see anything.

What made them even more puzzling was that this terrifying vortex seemed to possess a life and will of its own. Its power was precisely controlled, targeting only the "Super Maruns" like them. Meanwhile, the Dongda research vessel, only a hundred meters from the center of the vortex, remained unharmed, without even a single unnecessary sway!

Just as the "Super Maruns" at the back were shocked by the sudden change and were about to turn around to avoid it, the huge blue back moved.

It rushed towards the remaining "Super Maruns" with a terrifying momentum like a tidal wave!

It didn't even completely surface, but the huge waves several meters high caused by its high-speed movement were like invisible hammers, hitting those "Super Maruns" hard.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Amidst a series of dull crashes, the remaining Super Maruns were sent yelping and flying like pins struck by bowling balls, scattering across the ocean hundreds of meters away, stirring up waves. Their armor, buffeted by the immense force, sent alarms blaring, and the hydraulic systems in some joints malfunctioned, leaving them unable to move.

There was deathly silence inside the CIC of the John Paul Jones.

Everyone stared in amazement at the mythical scene on the main screen. The laughter and joy that had filled the room just a moment ago had long since disappeared, leaving only a cold, bone-deep panic.

Colonel Johnson's coffee cup fell to the ground with a "clack" sound, and the scalding liquid splashed on his trouser legs, but he was completely unaware. His face, which had been full of complacency, was now pale without a trace of blood, his lips trembled, but he could not say a word.

Crush... This was a complete and utter crush without any suspense!

Their proud "Super Marun", which represents the pinnacle of human extraordinary technology, is as fragile as a child's toy in front of this deep-sea monster of unknown origin!

"Colonel..." The first mate's voice trembled as he struggled to break the silence. "Super Marun Squad... has been completely wiped out... Should we... should we... consider rescuing them?"

"Rescue? What rescue?!" Colonel Johnson snapped back to his senses and roared, "Didn't you see how big that thing was?! Send a helicopter? Or a speedboat? That's sending us to our deaths!"

At this moment, the sonar operator's scream, filled with tears and extreme fear, resounded throughout the CIC!

"Report! Report! A super-large, high-speed underwater target has been detected! It...it's heading towards us!!"

27. Leviathan vs. Arleigh Burke

It has to be said that the Pentagon's media control department is really good at dealing with its own media.

At the moment when those twenty "tin cans" representing the pinnacle of human extraordinary technology were easily destroyed by the huge blue spine in an almost humiliating manner, the official global live broadcast signal was cut off without hesitation.

The screen went black, replaced by a looping patriotic image of the American flag fluttering in the wind and a soaring march.

The Maha hosts who were spitting all over the studio and had prepared ten thousand words of praise were now looking at each other in confusion at the dark screen, their expressions looking as if they had been constipated for ten days or half a month.

However, they forgot that there is something in this world called "self-media".

Less than five kilometers from the battlefield, on the deck of the research vessel Yuanwang-7, several security crew members and a few courageous oceanographers held professional cameras with ultra-telephoto lenses, stunned to record this miraculous scene. The captain even launched a professional-grade drone used for ocean surveys, capturing the entire "Super Marun Massacre" from a stunning bird's-eye view in high-definition, uncensored, and uncut footage.

Further away, several ocean-going fishing vessels flying flags of various countries also joined the ranks of "eating melons and watching the show".