Second dimension superman life

compensation?

Several officials looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Although we were the ones who gave the order to attack you first, you also killed quite a few of our people. Why are you coming here to ask for compensation?

One of the younger men stood up, with a smile uglier than crying on his face, and tremblingly complimented Chu He:

"Sir, this is all, all a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding."

With this person coming forward, several others also mustered up the courage to join in.

"That's right, it's all a misunderstanding. The one who ordered the attack on you was from the Ministry of Defense, and the one who cooperated with the DA organization in the plan was from the Ministry of the Environment. Now that you have killed both ministers, the rest is none of our business!"

"Sir, you have almost killed all the people. I am willing to compensate you with 20 billion US dollars. Can you calm down and forgive us?"

How can you give such a small amount of money to a beggar?

Chu He frowned, looked at the nearly 70-year-old man, and asked, "What's your last name?"

"Uh, to answer your question, my last name is Kishida."

"it is good."

Chu He used a heat ray to cut him in two, severing him in half, causing his blood to splatter all over the ministers around him, causing him to faint on the spot due to fear.

Chu He crushed him with his foot, his smile getting wider. He leaned back in his chair, stroked Miss Celty's head, and asked, "Who's next? If you don't satisfy me, I'll shoot you all to death. Do you understand?"

Now the ministers were really sweating profusely.

Damn it, who on earth said he was a law-abiding and mild-mannered guy? This guy was completely moody and murderous!

In front of this kind of person who can crush everything with just his strength, no matter how powerful they are, they can't think of any way to resist. Only at this time do they realize the fact that they are actually just ordinary people.

The old guys didn't even dare to wipe the cold sweat off their faces. They were frantically thinking of ways to escape safely. Then they heard the prime minister speak.

"Sir, you can ask for anything. As long as we can afford it, we will do it for you. We will do our best to satisfy you. Please have mercy on us and forgive us this time."

The Prime Minister knelt on the ground, knocked his head heavily on the ground, and said loudly: "This time, I am really sorry, it is all our fault! Please forgive me."

Seeing this, the others also knelt on the ground and cried, "Sir, just tell us what you want, and we will definitely do it for you. Please forgive us this time!"

That's fine.

Chu He knocked on the table to attract their attention.

"I can spare you, but from now on Japan will be under my control and I can do whatever I want." He stated his request directly.

"Of course, I'm a lazy guy, so usually you old guys are in charge of things, but the DA organization will be managed by me from now on. All members will only be responsible to me, and their salaries will be paid as usual. No forces similar to the DA will be allowed to exist in the future. The Ministry of the Environment's Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Office will also be under my jurisdiction, and all of you, including the big Japanese conglomerates, will pay me 1% of your income every year. How about that?"

"Oh, and let's not be the prime minister for this term, but for the next one, I will nominate the second daughter of the Fujiwara family to be the prime minister. Ask her to come to see me in a few days when she is ready."

"This this--"

One of the old guys hesitated, "Sir, we agree to all your requests, but those big chaebols are not completely controlled by the government, and there are also the prime minister and so on. This is really...America will not agree to it."

What is America?

Chu He stood up and looked out the window at the Yokota Air Force Base Command in America, dozens of kilometers away, and said with a smile:

"I can defeat them tonight, as well as those big tycoons. Spread the word that if they don't obey, I will kill their entire family from top to bottom. Give them one day to think about it."

After saying that, Chu He waved his hand to smash the ceiling, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Target: US troops stationed in Japan!

Chapter 77 The murderer is Chu He!

Even in the two-dimensional world, some of the things that should be there are still there.

Yokota Air Base, which is affiliated with the US Pacific Air Force Command, is one of the main bases of the US Air Force in Japan. It is only 45 kilometers away from Tokyo and covers an area of ​​7.3 square kilometers.

America has many garrison bases in Japan, but since Chu He is planning to have a good time in Japan, there is no need for these bases that may disturb his daily life.

Considering that showing his fists properly could avoid some minor troubles in the future, Chu He did not hide his figure, but kept flying at a low altitude openly. After arriving at the destination, he used a heat ray to cut the most conspicuous high-rise building in the base in half.

The building collapsed with a loud bang. Hundreds of soldiers who were preparing to have dinner received their lunch boxes on the spot. Blood mixed with mud and dust flowed out along the cracks in the bricks and rubble and was washed away by the rain in the blink of an eye.

The alarm sounded immediately, and within a moment, hundreds of well-trained soldiers ran out of the base with guns in the rain, searching for the attackers.

Inside the base.

A soldier stared at the monitor screen with disbelief on his face and shouted: "Sir, the attacker has been found, but, but..."

"What but?"

"Yes, it's a flying man! The attacker is flying in the sky!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can—" The officer strode towards the soldier, lowered his head and glanced at the figure on the screen, and was shocked: "It's actually true!"

"Immediately send the battle footage to the country. All combatants, attack!"

The officer quickly issued combat orders, but when he turned around and prepared to give detailed orders to the soldiers beside him, he found that there was no one in front of him.

"What, what happened?"

The officer looked in astonishment at the soldiers who seemed to have suddenly disappeared in the command room. He turned to look at the soldier who had just reported to him, only to find that the soldier's figure had also disappeared from the spot.

Is it haunted?

The next moment, his vision spun around, and he saw a familiar headless corpse thrown onto the central square of the base—was that, my body?

Here, the headless bodies of American soldiers in military uniforms were piled up like a mountain, and dark red blood flowed out from the cross-sections of their spines, gathering into a red river in the square.

Even the rain could not wash it away; the water mixed with the blood, rendering bright red flowers in this silent base.

The officer's eyes dimmed, and his head was thrown into a small hill of heads nearby. With the man smiling and making a "V" sign, it became Chu He's first photo of a kill in this world.

Next, Chu He did the same thing, traveling across Japan in a few minutes, quickly attacking those US military bases that might affect his daily life.

Tokyo, Hokkaido, Aomori Prefecture, Saitama Prefecture, Yamaguchi Prefecture, Shizuoka Prefecture, Saga Prefecture, Kanagawa, Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Okinawa, and other miscellaneous small camps were completely wiped out by Chuhe in just a few minutes!

Moreover, in each garrison base, Chu He piled these people together to form a Jingguan and took photos, and finally came to the Yokosuka Port in Japan.

Most of the American Navy's Seventh Fleet is stationed here.

The Seventh Fleet has a total of 60 large and small warships, 350 fighter jets, and a full complement of 6 combat personnel. Excluding the ships on missions outside, more than half of them are still located in Yokosuka Port.

Chu He called Miss Walnut in the Tokyo Cafe.

Hu Tao answered the phone almost immediately. Her familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello? Chu He, what did you do tonight? You made such a fuss!"

"It's just that someone suddenly came to my house to cause trouble. In order to prevent endless troubles, I decided to kill the whole family to show my strength. It's no big deal."

Chu He explained in a very humble tone, and then said: "Do me a small favor. I will send you some photos later. Please hack into the computer of the headquarters of the US Seventh Fleet in Yokosuka Port. That's it."

"Ah? Are you kidding me? This is very dangerous—"

"Don't worry, I'll ensure your safety."

Chu He quickly hung up the phone and sent all the photos he had just taken to Hu Tao's personal account. Then he moved his fingers slightly and prepared to take action.

On the other side, in the closet of the staff lounge of the LycoReco cafe, Kurumi took a deep breath, then clicked on the message sent by Chu He and began to look at the pictures.

Let me see what he posted?

I go!

After just one look, Kurumi's eyes widened in shock.

This, this is not right? Is this true?

Kurumi decided to take another look.

what? !

what? !

Kurumi rubbed his eyes, carefully observing the scenes in the photos, and a sharp popping sound came from his throat.

"What happened?"

When Mizuki Nakahara heard Kurumi's scream, she hurried over from the living room. She opened the closet door and saw the blonde loli covering her head with her hands in disbelief, with her mouth open and eyes closed. She also glanced at the computer screen in front of her.

"what?"

"ah?!!!"

“No way! Is this true?!”

Mizuki Nakahara also let out a sharp explosion.

Kurumi came back to her senses, patted her chest which was beating violently due to the shock, and pushed the older single woman next to her out: "Ruzuki, get out, I have to start working, this is very important!"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't push, don't push, that's Chu He, right? Did he do such a big thing?! Oh my God!"

"Don't be amazed. If I can't complete the task he gave me, do you think he will come and make trouble for us? Get out now!"

Of course, these words were meant to scare Ruixi. Hu Tao had long seen through Chu He's character, but she didn't expect him to do such a big thing this time.

It's a pity that Chitose Nishiki and Takino Inoue are still staying at the DA headquarters and haven't returned yet, otherwise Kurumi would really like to see their reactions. But now, it's my turn to take action.

Pushing Nakahara Mizuki out, the blonde fake loli flexed her fingers, placed her hands on the keyboard, and said excitedly, "It's been a long time since you showed off your skills. The Seventh Fleet, right? Look at how powerful I am, Walnut!"

At the same time, the Seventh Fleet in Yokosuka Port had been attacked.

Chu He initially wanted to blow them all up with one punch, but then he thought that if he just beat them up like this, it would be cool, but there would be no exposure!

His purpose was just to flex his muscles, clear out the troops stationed in Japan and then deter America from interfering. He didn't actually intend to kill too many people.

If the battle was too quick and the enemy didn't send their battle scenes back to China, wouldn't it be a waste of time to attack cities like New York or San Francisco? In that case, many civilians might be injured by mistake, which is not good.

"So, has Kurumi finally started to take action?"

Using his X-ray vision to observe the iconic squirrel pattern of Walnut beginning to appear on the command ship's computer, Chu He gathered energy in his eyes and shifted his gaze to the surrounding fighter jets that had already taken off into the sky.

Heat ray, on!

Chapter 78 Raid on the United States

Red beams of light streaked across the sky, and dozens of fighter planes broke into two at high altitude. The pilots didn't even have time to parachute as their bodies were split in two by the heat rays and fell into the sea.

Fierce explosions resounded throughout the entire Yokosuka Port. Fighter planes in the sky kept falling, and battleships on the sea were cut into several sections in the blink of an eye. The roar of artillery fire was endless, and even in Yokohama City to the north, dozens of kilometers away, the sound of battle that resounded through the sky could be heard.

The machine guns missed their targets, the anti-aircraft guns all missed their targets, and even the missiles could only follow Chu He's exhaust and then be kicked onto the deck of some unlucky warship and explode, and they could not hit their targets at all!

Looking at the man who was playing tricks in the sky, dealing with fighter jets and frigates in various ways, the soldiers of the Seventh Fleet even thought they were still dreaming.

If this isn't a dream, why would such a powerful enemy exist in reality?

How could such a thing happen at a speed that neither anti-aircraft guns nor missiles can catch up with?

Is it because we have done too many evil things that God has come to punish us?

A soldier looked at the fleet commander in despair and asked, "Major General Karl, what should we do?"

Major General Carl raised his hand and shot him dead on the spot, and ordered: "God bless America, don't be afraid, can't you see that he has been avoiding our attacks? As long as we can hit him, we will win!"

He tried to boost morale, but seeing the casualties mounting, the soldiers might collapse at any moment.

Major General Karl sighed inwardly, looked at the liaison officer beside him, and asked, "What did Congress and the military say? Have the pictures that the hackers sent to us been confirmed? Are they real?"

The contact person's face turned pale, and he kept wiping the sweat off his face with his sleeves, and replied:

"The picture is probably, probably true. All our garrison bases in Japan have lost contact! The president is in a meeting, and the military has already mobilized the air force to come over for support!"

"Air Force? The Air Force is useless!" Major General Karl was furious.

How many fighter planes have been destroyed? Send the air force? Shouldn't we send - send - Karl's thoughts suddenly got stuck.

Yes, what else can we send to support us?

The enemy's flying speed has far exceeded that of fighter jets. Even intercontinental ballistic missiles cannot catch up with a speed above Mach 25. The navy and the army can't help at all, so can they only send the air force for support?