I put monsters and super powers in America

"If you want us to lay down our arms, fine. But bring us the agreement signed by the President himself, which has the highest legal force!"

"First, all federal overdue payments must be deposited into our tribe's public account in full within one week of the signing of this agreement! Not a penny less!"

"Second, we demand complete autonomy over the reservation's internal affairs! Federal laws are invalid here unless they are approved by our tribal council! We want to establish our own police force and have our own courts! And all of this must be supported by federal funding!"

"Third, and most importantly, this land beneath our feet, as well as all the minerals and water resources beneath it, will forever belong to the Sioux! The federal government, any company, or any individual may not, for any reason, in any form, explore, develop, or forcibly expropriate it without the permission and supervision of our people!"

The voice of the Black Mountain Elder became louder and firmer with each sentence.

This is no longer a negotiation; it's a unilateral declaration of independence! A complete state within a state!

And they also want to use the federal government's money to build their own state within a state.

The professional fake smile on the negotiator's face finally disappeared. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly and cold sweat seeped out of his forehead.

"Crazy! This old guy is crazy! No president would agree to such a condition!"

"Elder, you... you are forcing me..."

"Then there's nothing more to discuss." Elder Black Mountain interrupted him coldly, "Either accept our terms, or walk over our dead bodies."

The next few hours were spent in this meaningless tug-of-war and confrontation.

The sun rises from the eastern horizon and slowly climbs towards the zenith.

Finally, after receiving the final instructions from the White House, the negotiation expert shook his head helplessly and put away the documents in his hands.

"Unfortunately, we were unable to reach a consensus."

He climbed back into the Humvee, which had a white flag, and slowly drove back to the National Guard lines.

The negotiations completely broke down.

Just as the Hummer that the negotiation experts were riding in disappeared behind the front line, Zhufeng and Black Mountain Elder's faces changed almost at the same time!

"They lied to us!" Zhufeng roared angrily, "This isn't a negotiation! This is stalling for time!"

"Buzz-buzz-buzz-"

As if confirming his words, a huge, heart-pounding roar of helicopter propellers came from the distant sky!

Several black UH-60 Black Hawk general-purpose helicopters, like messengers of death hurled from hell, flew across the wasteland at high speed, performing a low-altitude penetration. Their hatches had slid open, revealing burly figures clad in dark gray exoskeleton armor, towering over ordinary soldiers. They wielded ferociously heavy weapons and gazed indifferently at the tiny crowd on the ground.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

More than a dozen thick ropes were dropped from the Black Hawk helicopter. The super soldiers wearing the second-generation "Super Marun" armor followed the ropes and landed precisely behind the Sioux line with the force of thunder, forming an impenetrable pincer attack with the tank armored forces in front!

"Rumble--"

The engine of the M1A2 tank let out a deafening roar, and the huge turret slowly turned again, with the black muzzle pointed at the crowd.

"Soldiers! The brothers of 'Super Marun' are here! Victory belongs to us!"

A thunderous cheer erupted from the National Guard's communication channel. The tension and anxiety of the moment were swept away, replaced by unparalleled pride and enthusiasm!

They, "mortals," actually had the opportunity to fight alongside the legendary super soldiers! What an honor!

"Victory! The United States will win!"

"Crush them! Show these Indians what true strength is!"

The encirclement was slowly shrinking, and every step felt like stepping on the heart of the Sioux.

Desperate situation!

"It seems there's no way out." Elder Black Mountain closed his eyes and took a deep breath of air that smelled of grass, trees, and gunpowder. When he opened them again, his cloudy old eyes were filled with the determination to burn everything to the ground.

"For the Sioux!"

"Roar--!!!"

He and Zhufeng, at the same time, roared like wild beasts, and their bodies once again transformed into those mighty saber-toothed beasts, rushing without hesitation towards the tanks and armored vehicles that were like steel walls!

The war is about to break out!

At this critical moment, on the top of the isolated base station tower where the signal had long been cut off, Louis Mangione's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened!

A circle of bright blue electric light visible to the naked eye, with him as the center, spread out in all directions!

"Okay!" His slightly tired but satisfied voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of every member through Anduriel's internal encrypted channel.

"Snapped!"

The main dragon snapped his fingers crisply.

This is the signal for action!

In the crowd, a seemingly inconspicuous Sioux youth with oil paint on his face suddenly raised the smartphone in his hand!

Then, the second, the third, the tenth, the hundredth...

Hundreds of mobile phone screens were lit up at the same time!

They converge into a shimmering sea of ​​stars filled with indomitable spirit and the will to fight!

In just a few tens of seconds, a live broadcast channel without any advance notice suddenly emerged like a virus on YouTube, Telegram, Twitch, Douyin, Kuaishou, Bilibili... all major live broadcast platforms around the world!

The title of the live broadcast is simple, direct, yet shocking——

"LIVE: Federal troops are slaughtering their own citizens with tanks!"

38. There is a Gundam in the beautiful country! ?

The wilderness of South Dakota instantly turned into a bloody arena between prehistoric beasts and modern war machines.

The saber-toothed beast transformed by the Black Mountain Chief, like a heavy truck out of control, crashed straight into the steel defense line composed of tanks and armored vehicles.

"Roar--!!!"

That was not a suicidal charge of flesh and blood against a torrent of steel, but a confident expulsion of a group of noisy and unsightly tin cans that had violated its territory by a top predator from the ancient times!

"Fire! Target, the big one! Blast it into pieces!"

The commander of the tank group issued a hysterical roar through the encrypted channel.

"Boom! Boom!"

The 120mm smoothbore guns of the three tanks roared almost at the same time, and the heavy armor-piercing shells, dragging deadly trails, whizzed towards the pale phantom that was rushing towards them.

However, Elder Black Mountain's speed was too fast!

Its movements completely defied the laws of physics expected of a creature of its size! Just before the shells were about to strike, its massive body suddenly twisted sideways at an extremely bizarre angle, its massive hind legs plowing deep furrows in the ground, sending up clouds of dust. With an incredible maneuver best described as a "Z-shaped shimmy," it narrowly and effortlessly avoided all the shells!

The shells whizzed past its side and penetrated deeply into the distant hills, erupting into three huge fireballs and splashing earth and rocks.

The strong blast from the passing shells even blew the thick, pale hair of the Black Mountain Elder backwards, but it failed to stop his forward steps.

Immediately afterwards, before the "BlackMan loaders" completed the second loading, this terrifying behemoth had already rushed to the front of the first M1A2 tank!

It stood up, and with its huge forepaws covered with thick flesh pads but hiding claws sharp enough to tear steel, it slammed the tank's gun barrel from left to right with the force of thunder!

“Bang! Squeak!!”

There was a tooth-grinding, piercing roar, like the wail of metal in agony! The tough barrel, forged from a special alloy steel and strong enough to withstand the immense pressure within the chamber, was forced upward at an exaggerated angle by this overwhelming force, like a straw bent by a giant!

Immediately afterwards, the Black Mountain Elder swung out his other front paw, and with a "click", he pulled off the coaxial machine gun on the top of the tank along with its base, as if pulling out a carrot, and threw it aside!

The huge body fell down heavily, and his shoulder, which was as big as a car, hit the side of the tank hard!

"Boom!!!"

The "King of Land Warfare", weighing more than 60 tons, was like an overturned turtle. Its tracks left the ground and it flipped to one side with a loud bang, hitting the ground heavily and stirring up a cloud of dust!

On the other side, several M2 Bradley infantry fighting vehicles attempted to provide fire support with 25mm chain guns.

"Da da da da da!"

The machine guns spewed flames, but they soon discovered in despair that the beast was moving too fast! Its massive body dashed left and right across the battlefield, twisting and turning, its agility not at all like a beast weighing tens of tons, but rather like an enraged cheetah!

The turret's rotation speed simply couldn't keep up with its rhythm, making it impossible to aim accurately! Occasionally, a few shots would hit the pale fur, but only a few insignificant sparks would fly off before being weakly deflected.

The extraordinary big cats of the Sioux tribe constantly destroy the mortal machines with a crushing attitude.

The battle on Zhufeng's side was more intense and more...evenly matched.

He was facing twenty-four super soldiers wearing second-generation "Super Marun" armor.

These "iron cans" had obviously learned the lesson from the last time they were slaughtered by the behemoth in New York. They no longer relied on individual brute force, but formed four six-man combat teams, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner and coordinating with each other tacitly, like a sophisticated killing machine.

The weapons in their hands have also been upgraded; they are no longer ordinary M4 carbines, but special kinetic rifles with a more sci-fi shape and a thicker barrel.

"Open fire! Group B suppresses! Group C and Group D flank! Group A follows me in the frontal assault!"

At the captain's command, a hail of bullets instantly enveloped Zhufeng.

But this time, Zhu Feng didn't choose to use his body to withstand the attack. Because just now, a bullet had passed by his ribs. Although it didn't hit him directly, the faint but extremely domineering "supernatural energy" contained in the bullet made him feel a burning pain!

"Depleted uranium bombs... with a little bit of 'supernatural factor' added? Interesting."

This is ammunition soaked in supernatural blood. It is very expensive, but in theory, it has miraculous effects on supernatural things!

Today, this theory has been verified.

A fierce light flashed in Zhufeng's eyes, and he gave up the idea of ​​a head-on confrontation. He suddenly lowered his huge body, exerted force on his limbs, and his whole body was like a black phantom sliding along the ground. He shuttled and moved at an incredible speed in the dense rain of bullets!

In his golden beast eyes, countless ballistic trajectories like shooting stars were reflected.

His body darted at high speed through the gaps between the bullets, every rise and fall of his muscles, every shift of his center of gravity, as precise as if simulated billions of times by a supercomputer. His black hair rustled in the air currents, brimming with untamed power and agile beauty.

"Damn it! This guy can dodge machine guns!" A "Super Marun" exclaimed in disbelief over the comms channel. "Its neural reaction speed... is even faster than the fire control AI!"

"Don't relax! Don't save ammunition! Use ammunition tempered with extraordinary power to overwhelm it!"

Although Zhufeng was temporarily unable to break through their firepower network, the "Super Maruns" were also unable to do anything to him. The two sides were thus locked in a high-intensity tug-of-war.

Those Sioux people who did not participate in the battle were holding up their smartphones, broadcasting this epic battle taking place in their own homeland to the whole world through the signal channel that was forcibly "prised open" by Louisfer.

Pentagon, Situation Room.

The Defense Minister was looking at the real-time battlefield images sent back by the drone with a gloomy face.

When he saw the terrifying power displayed by the two "saber-toothed cats" that could easily overturn an M1A2 main battle tank, the anger in his eyes was gradually replaced by a hotter and crazier emotion - greed!

"Tame them! At all costs! Capture these two beasts alive!" The defense minister's voice trembled slightly with excitement. "I want them to become the guardian beasts of our United States! The most powerful offensive weapons in our 'Super Marun' Legion!"

However, just as he was immersed in his beautiful fantasy of the future, he suddenly noticed that in the corner of the screen, those Sioux civilians who should have been panicking had all pulled out their phones and were frantically filming the battlefield! Some were even facing the camera, shouting something excitedly!

"What are they doing?!" the defense minister asked in confusion. "Didn't I order the cutoff of all communications signals there? Who are they filming for?!"

At this moment, a staff member rushed in crawling, his face covered in sweat and his voice filled with tears.

"No... It's bad! I don't know what happened, but the signal from South Dakota... has been restored! And... and all our signal jamming has been ineffective! It's like... it's like an invisible 'electronic barrier' has appeared there, blocking out all our jamming!"

"What?!" The defense minister's face instantly turned the color of liver. "Those Indians, are they broadcasting live?!"

"Yes, sir! Now YouTube, Twitch... the whole world is watching!!"

"Damn it!! Quick! Contact the Press Office! Immediately! Right now! Ask Google and Amazon to cut off the live broadcast for me!!" The Secretary of Defense was furious.

"We're already doing it, sir! But...but those videos have been recorded and forwarded by countless people...and now they're starting to appear on 'external' platforms we can't control! For example...for example, Bilibili, Kuaishou, and Douyin from the Eastern superpower!"

"F! U! C! K!" The defense minister felt dizzy. He held onto the table, gasping for breath, and roared with his last bit of strength, "Then pass on my order! Tanks and armored vehicles are not allowed to point their guns at civilians!!"

The staff member's face showed an expression that was uglier than crying.

"Sir... there's no need for that anymore. Our tanks and armored vehicles... have been mostly dismantled."

……

At this moment, thousands of miles away on Bilibili, Douyin, and Kuaishou, a magical and unique live broadcast is setting the entire Internet on fire.

The host of the live broadcast is a young Sioux man with the ID "Running Bison".

His face, garishly painted with oil paint, was filled with anger and sorrow. Hiding behind cover, he roared in broken, heavily accented English, his old phone, its screen cracked, fixed on the battlefield. Inside his livestream, an incredibly intelligent "AI simultaneous interpretation" plugin, provided by Anduriel, translated his words in real time into fluent Chinese, Spanish, Japanese, and Russian...

"Look! My family! Friends from all over the world! Look! This is the United States that calls itself the 'beacon of freedom'! This is how they treat us, the original owners of this land! They use tanks! They use armored vehicles! They use them against their own citizens!"

The barrage of comments in the live broadcast room rolled through like a flood that broke through a dam.

[Live broadcast of the United States Civil War? This is too exciting! ]

[Holy crap! Live broadcast of tearing apart a tank with bare hands? This is a hundred times more exciting than Boruto!]

Is the US launching Scalp Hunting 2.0?

That black cat is so handsome! Is it a giant leopard? No, it has saber teeth! Is it a prehistoric creature?

[United States: As long as I don't feel embarrassed, others will be embarrassed.]