Chapter 317 Carol: My child, the past cannot be changed, let go of your hatred!
Carol, the amazing aunt who had just planned to form an extraordinary team, was confused by the overwhelming news reports in the blink of an eye.
“Are you kidding? How could the Indians...”
As long as there are some problems that are not put in front of them, many people will subconsciously ignore them. Just like when it comes to Indians, almost all Americans The "Fine Eagles" will choose to avoid it, and even the most sympathetic philanthropists will change their faces in embarrassment.
For example, Carol, who considers herself a "cosmic policeman", knows exactly what the Americans have done to the Indians, but because the past has long been irreversible, she selectively ignores this problem and hypnotizes herself into a punisher. A superhero who promotes evil and promotes good.
But when the dead Indians return and historical issues are brought to life, she will have to face this test that directly points to human nature.
Carol's conscience told her that the massacre of the Indians by the Americans was wrong. She believed that if she had been born two hundred years ago and had the superpowers she has now, she would have definitely stopped this massacre and worked hard. Find a way for both parties to coexist peacefully.
Now that history is irreversible, are tens or even hundreds of millions of Americans required to pay for the mistakes of the past?
They are all innocent!
“We must find this child and persuade him to let go of his hatred.” Carol secretly made up his mind.
"Colson, contact the several potential companions you have identified and extend invitations to them."
Phil Colson frowned and said regretfully: "I am somewhat sure of persuading Melinda. Join, but the other extraordinary people will be proud. With my strength, I may not be able to convince them to join willingly."
"It's easy, you tell them that I am their captain who will be on TV." You said proudly.
"On TV?" Colson was shocked.
"That's right." Carroll nodded and said confidently: "This Indian boy will definitely make a big splash. I will find him, defeat him, and convince him to let go of his hatred."
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"Well, let's look forward to the captain's wonderful performance."
Colson, the so-called "honest man", maintains the same attitude as the American "Fine Eagles" on the Indian issue.
What if?
Are we calling on Americans to leave the North American continent and return their homes to the Indians? Are you even willing to die to atone for your past atrocities?
Then you are really smart!
Carroll's prediction was not bad. Arecomb was indeed brewing a big movement. He spent a few days wandering around the areas where the Comanches were active, focusing on places where wars and massacres had occurred.
For teenagers who have never been exposed to elite education to find these places accurately, they really have to thank the arrogant "Spirit Eagles" who never regard the killing of Indians as a crime.
Many records about Indian wars can be found on the Internet. There are even commanders who have participated in wars and massacres who have clearly recorded the process, published books to make money, and showed off their martial arts.
After accumulating more than 300,000 undead skeletons, Arekom began to take action.
He originally wanted to sneak to New York, but Lin Hao pointed him to a new place: Los Angeles, an important city in the western United States.
Arekom didn't understand the meaning, but he carried out the orders of his future boss unconditionally.
Christmas of 2010 is coming, and Los Angeles is filled with a festive atmosphere.
Although the United States has been plagued by disasters in the past two years, supernatural beings seem to be particularly fond of the Northeast, especially Washington... They have all disappeared.
Los Angeles, located on the West Coast, is the largest city after New York. It has not been visited by extraordinary beings in more than two years. Except for a big explosion in a normally closed manor in the city in the first half of 2008, There was only the recent turmoil against Chinese Americans when the Spear Bureau launched its spaceship.
This gives the Los Angeles people in the southwest an inexplicable sense of superiority over the Washingtonians in the northeast.
The feng shui here is great!
The sentiment of "regional discrimination" exists in any country, even the United States, which has no historical deposits.
Unfortunately, on this sunny noon, the pride of Los Angeles people for more than two years was easily shattered.
When the sun rose to its highest point, the Yang energy was supposed to be strong, but a cold wind suddenly blew in the city of Los Angeles, and with it came a strong stench that spread throughout the city.
Often killing people... Oh, no, friends who often do autopsies will immediately notice that this is the smell of corpses, and it is also the smell of corpses that have been put down for a long time.
"Where did the corpse come from?" Jenny Cooper is a coroner who works with corpses all year round. She happened to come to Los Angeles on business and smelled the putrid smell that suddenly filled the air, and she immediately identified it.
However, before she could reach the hotel balcony, a series of screams came from all directions.
As an insider, she realized that something terrible was happening, so she quickly rushed to the balcony, closed the door and drew the curtains, only lifting a corner to peek out.
More than 300,000 Indian undead suddenly appeared in the 1,213.8 square kilometers of Los Angeles. Some of these skeletons were on horses, some without horses. They were running on the streets of Los Angeles. When they saw a living person, they would pounce on them and bite them. Breaking the neck and sucking blood.
Blood soaked the white skeletons, as if they were dressed in red makeup, but after a while, the pale skeletons were covered with a thin layer of muscle fibers.
"Hiss..." Jenny Cooper, who was hiding in the hotel and peeping, took a breath and was stunned. "The pictures in the news are actually real!"
As a professional, she had never believed that the undead could be resurrected before. People are dead when they die. She has dissected so many corpses, No one suddenly jumped up and bit her.
So she didn’t believe a word of the previous news.
Stubborn, she finally believes that the dead can really be resurrected until now.
More than 300,000 undead Indians suddenly appeared in various areas of Los Angeles. In a matter of seconds, more than 300,000 living people were caught and bled to death.
The smell of blood actually covered up the rancid smell for a while.
By the time the desperate reporter appeared in the sky in a helicopter, the undead Indians had already started the third round of massacre. In just ten minutes, millions of Los Angeles people were drained of their blood.
The pale skeletons have been wrapped in red and white muscles, their speed and strength have been further improved, and their killing efficiency has skyrocketed.
After receiving the news, Carol rushed with all her strength. Although she set off from New York, she arrived in an instant.
Flying at the speed of light is so terrifying.
She found an Indian boy standing on a tall building somewhere, quickly landed in front of him, and yelled: "Child, stop it!"
"The past cannot be changed, don't change it. Let hatred engulf him."
Areicom turned around with a look of astonishment on his face, pointed at himself, and asked blankly: "Are you talking to me?"
" Of course." Carol looked around, but didn't see the strange scepter in the boy's hand.
Carol has developed a good eye after fighting various supernatural beings in the universe for many years. She has identified the special characteristics of the "Vampire Scepter" from the news footage.
“Me?” Arekom looked in disbelief: “You want me to give up my hatred?”
“Auntie, have you experienced my past? You want me to give up my hatred? "
"Child, no matter what you have experienced in the past, killing innocent people will never make you feel happy..."
"Who said that?" Arekom interrupted her: "I'm so happy!"
"..." Carol frowned and said solemnly: "It seems that you have a serious psychological problem. Don't worry, I will ask the best doctor to treat you."
"Haha Haha!" Arekom burst into laughter: "Here we go again, here we go again! You disgusting white-skinned ghosts are so lazy that you don't even want to change your reasons."
"Oh. , Child, you do have..."
"That's enough!" Arekom yelled: "It's you who are sick!"
"You nasty white-skinned people. Ghost, they slaughtered my ancestors and took away our home. Why didn’t you jump out to stop them?”
"Now it's my turn to take revenge, but you jump out and ask me to give up my hatred?"
"Ugh...I'm going to spit out my breakfast!"
Carol restrained her compassion. He said with a straight face: "It seems that I can't convince you with words."
With a "bang", Arekom exploded into a ball of white smoke, and turned out to be just a shadow clone.
“Hahahaha, this is how you white-skinned ghosts behave!”
"I usually wear a hypocritical mask, but when I touch your interests, I will immediately show my face as a robber."
Arekom's ridicule echoed over Los Angeles.
"Sorry, I almost forgot, you are originally the descendants of robbers and thieves."
"Today, let you dirty bastards accept the revenge of the Indian warriors!"
The massacre continues, and blood fills the entire Los Angeles.
Angry Carol couldn't find the real owner, so she could only clean up the vampire zombies in the city with her fists.
Make up a chapter, I will try my best to write it.
What follows is a fun plot, so can I ask for a few monthly passes?
(End of this chapter)