Volume 5: The Young Wolf Seeks Home Chapter 26 What? The scene is dead just like that?
The red spider car was speeding across the sand.
Hawkeye and Logan sat in the front, Mason and Harley sat in the back, and the two dogs ran after the car.
The Amazon war dogs' great endurance and speed prevent them from falling behind, and fierce dogs will become useless if they are not exercised regularly.
Hawkeye was holding a map given by his ex-wife. Using the nuclear bomb that was stuck in the desert and could explode as a reference point, they were only five minutes away from where Ashley Parker was trapped.
“It was a gang stronghold.”
Eagle Eye introduces:
"There are dens of all sizes everywhere in the wasteland now, just like the bandits that were rampant in the West, robbing the desperate refugees around them.
I knew my daughter had a violent nature, but I didn’t expect that she would actually join such an organization after I left.”
"Then why did you leave?"
Harry chewed gum, leaned against Mr. K's shoulder, made a scissors hand gesture and took a selfie with his mobile phone, and asked again:
"I've heard your story from little sweetheart. Since you were once a hero, you must care about your family, right? In this chaotic world, shouldn't you stay with them and protect them?
I think if you had taught me by example, your daughter wouldn't have become a member of the Wasteland Bandit Gang, right?"
"It was a mistake for me to leave, I admit that."
Hawkeye did not make any excuses, but just sorted out his weapons on the co-pilot seat, a hunting bow that looked a bit old and a quiver, without any trace of the high-tech weapons he used when he was an Avenger.
This made Mason, who was resting with his eyes closed, unable to bear it. He took out a black weapons box from his bag and handed it to Hawkeye.
The unique logo on the box made Clint stunned for a moment, and then he opened it and saw a complete set of high-tech compound bows and an armed quiver that could replace different arrows in the box.
Next to it was a folded Ronin combat suit and a black samurai sword made of scandium alloy.
"This is Hawkeye's 'legacy' that I got from another world. I was going to give it to the weapon master in my team, but Second Barrel soon got a better one."
Mason said:
"Although you in the other world died young, if he knew about this, I think he would allow you to use these weapons now. I have made some modifications to them. Will you use them?"
"Snap"
Elderly Clint picked up a black short stick-like weapon, swung it with force in his hand, and the black composite bow popped out of the bow arm, and the bowstring made of the composite material was also stretched straight.
"It's exactly the same weapon I used back then. It was specially designed for me by the designer of SHIELD."
He took up the ronin suit without hesitation, taking off his worn-out wasteland cowboy suit and putting it on. The scars all over his body made Harley a little uncomfortable to look at, and Mason could tell that many of these scars were recently inflicted.
This seems to prove that Hawkeye did not live a stable life in the more than ten years since he left his family, and has been enjoying a life of "licking blood on the edge of a knife".
He took off his flirtatious sunglasses, stared at Mason with his sharp eyes, and said seriously:
"Thank you, Mason. You didn't have to go to this lengths for a stranger who has kept so much from you."
"You're overthinking it. The only reason I'm in this car right now is because I want to bring a living granddaughter back to give to Peter."
Mason shrugged and said truthfully:
"He will definitely like it, but he probably won't like you, a son-in-law who is as old as his father."
"Mr. K just wants to have fun!"
Harry shook his head and added:
"Although Sweetie is a very nice person most of the time, he can be quite evil sometimes."
"We're almost there."
The old wolf who was driving glanced forward and saw the rift valley in the desert mountains not far away.
Some strange buildings could still be vaguely seen, and this scene reminded Mason, who stood up and took out his binoculars, of the desert city in Mad Max.
Of course, on a much smaller scale.
According to May Parker, the number of people in this gang would not exceed two hundred, but it was the second most powerful force in Nevada after the Ghost Riders.
"The three of us will charge head-on, and you go save your daughter."
Mason put down his binoculars and said to old Clint, who had pulled up his hood and looked extremely sinister:
"Don't waste time. Save the people and leave. I have begun to lose interest in this wasteland. I urgently hope to find the answers I seek and leave here."
"Is it because our many disputes disgust you?"
Old Wolf asked.
Mason shook his head and said:
“Disputes are not a problem, but the rot with no hope is really uncomfortable.
They definitely did not leave this world seventeen years ago to do a civilization observation project, so continuing to stay in the world of appearances is just a waste of time.
Harley, prepare your explosives."
He gave the order, and Robin immediately turned around and rummaged around behind the Spider-Car. She soon picked up an anti-tank rocket. A few hours later, Hawkeye left the car and rode a motorcycle borrowed from Little Houtley to take a detour. Harley aimed at the approaching rift and pulled the trigger.
With a loud bang, flames exploded above the rift, and large pieces of broken rocks flew everywhere, quickly causing chaos in this shady place in the desert.
A large group of strange-looking guys rushed out and shot at the Spider Car, but their bullets could not penetrate the shell of the off-road vehicle that Mason had repaired.
"You're not going to join this time either?"
Mason grabbed an Overwatch sniper rifle, loaded it with a click, and placed the gun firmly on the high-speed moving Spider Car. He said to the silent Old Wolf:
"Just think of it as helping your old brother. You don't even need to use your claws. It won't take up more than a few minutes of your time to deal with them with your fists."
"I won't fight anymore, Mason."
Lao Lang steered the car to avoid a landmine. Amid the piercing sound of gunfire, he said:
"The life of the past and the blood of the present are a burden to me."
"Well, I am really looking forward to the moment when you tell me the truth in person."
Mason didn't ask any more questions. He just glanced forward and locked onto the target.
The low-pitched firing of the 2077-era kinetic heavy sniper rifle pierced two heads in succession at a distance of nearly a thousand meters in the first shot. The crisp sound of the shell flying away and reloading made Mason's targeted elimination look easy.
Fighting with power armor for so long made him almost forget that he defined himself as a "support shooter", and his shooting skills had been stuck at Lv4 for a long time. If he didn't practice, he would be "downgraded".
"You can go faster, Logan."
Mason fired and warned:
"Don't worry about me. This little bump won't affect my accuracy. Although I'm definitely not as good as Hawkeye, I'm actually quite talented in shooting."
"Bud, Luke! Go! Go over there and blow them up!"
Harley, who was in the back seat of the Spider-Car, yelled for her two dogs to join the fight.
The ferocious and cunning Amazon war dogs were not afraid of the hail of bullets in front of them. They rushed forward howling while wearing the "bomb vests" made by Harry, and then ran back happily in the violent explosion.
For smart dogs who can cooperate in manipulating detonators to explode, the cute big bang of bombs has obviously become their even crazier claws and fangs.
Under the actions of this "deadly couple", the counterattack of the gang in front of them was quickly beaten back, and the spider car drove straight in, driving these guys to flee to the other end of the long and narrow canyon in disarray.
Mason did not continue chasing. It was unnecessary to kill them all in this situation.
"Shua"
The speeding spider car suddenly stopped, and the silent old wolf looked towards a certain place in the messy camp in surprise.
He jumped down and hooked his finger at Mason to signal him to follow, then he quickly walked over the corpses on the ground and finally kicked a rusty iron cabinet.
A lot of messy things fell out of it. Logan bent down and picked up a tattered purple cloak in his hand, then handed it to Mason and said:
"Do you recognize this?"
"I'll have to take a closer look."
Mason took the dirty cloak with unknown stains. He stared at it and quickly saw the information tag:
Magneto's Shattered Cloak
Quality: Permanently damaged and cannot be repaired
Producer: Eric Lancher
Item Description: Who could have thought that the most impressive person in the world would be buried here alone?
"Eric Lancher!"
Mason frowned as he looked at the broken things in his hand, then looked at the various items on the ground that were mixed together like garbage.
Logan used his "great scavenging technique" to search silently and soon found a pair of gloves, combat boots, and a robe and shirt stained with large bloodstains.
These can be combined together to form a "Magneto suit".
It just lacks the most crucial dark red helmet.
"He didn't die of old age..."
Old Wolf half-knelt on the ground, reaching out to touch the dense bullet holes left on the robe and shirt. His voice became hoarse and low, and he said:
"He was murdered, right here!"
“It’s hard to imagine.”
Mason also spoke up:
"Magneto's final fate was to die from a bullet. What's even more unimaginable is that such a person would end up in this way. He really doesn't deserve his past pomp at all... huh?"
The two had not yet finished discussing the end of an old man when the watch on Mason's wrist began to tick. He glanced at it and said to Logan:
"Hawkeye is injured and he needs help."
"Did you put something on him?"
The old wolf stood up suddenly, looked at Mason and said:
"Is that the weapon?"
"No."
Mason threw his claws toward the mountain wall above, pulling himself and Old Wolf quickly onto the rock wall leading to the gang's stronghold. He switched to the Widowmaker rifle and said:
"No matter how old he is, he is still a super shooter. The monitors on his body will reveal him. We can only choose a method that he won't notice.
In his eyes...
don’t worry.
It won't affect his health, so don't tell him, okay? Just keep it as a harmless little secret."
"Do I have any too?"
The old wolf asked in a low voice as he ran forward with Mason.
Mason didn't answer but felt that Laolang's question was a bit unnecessary. Don't you know whether you have a surveillance camera on you?
How long have we been in contact...
"Bang"
The door leading to the mountain wall was blown open by a grenade. Mason rushed in and then there was a sharp sound of gunfire mixed with strange explosions.
They soon approached the prison cell where Hawkeye was, but unexpectedly, when Old Wolf broke open the door, he saw a burly man with two arrows in his eyes.
This guy was dressed like a gangster, but he had a metal helmet on his head that looked very familiar to Mason.
Magneto's helmet!
Damn it!
Was this the guy who killed Magneto?
A small-time thug who could be killed by Hawkeye with the most ordinary arrow assassinated the most powerful mutant?
What the hell kind of joke is this!
"Clint!"
The old wolf roared, exerted force with his legs and lunged forward, pushing away Hawkeye who was lying in a pool of blood, while he himself took the heavy blow from the front.
The handle of the worn shotgun, swung like a war hammer, smashed hard into Logan's forehead, causing blood to explode.
The one holding the weapon was a black-haired girl wearing a tattered spider costume, who pounced on Logan like a mad tiger and attacked him who was just defending.
She rode on the old man, swinging the blood-stained gun like a hammer and hitting him indiscriminately.
Looking at the swiftness of her punches, one could tell that this girl had an extraordinary bloodline, but her crazy appearance showed that she had not inherited the kindness and bottom line that the Spider family should have.
"You are all old!"
She screamed:
"Just like the leader killed Magneto and became the master of this land, I will also kill you to establish my hegemony! I have to show my strength to make everyone convinced of me!
Either that or you, old man!
Or it could be the old immortal lying over there!
One of you must die today !"
This crazy look made Mason very uncomfortable.
He glanced at Hawkeye, who was lying on the side, holding his chest and groaning. The latter was obviously ambushed by his own daughter with a gun. The bullet pierced his old waist, making it difficult for the old shooter to move.
If Mason and Laolang had not arrived in time, a human tragedy would have probably happened here today.
"Bang"
Mason drew the Silver Hand gun from his waist and fired a shot. The flying bullet knocked the broken gun out of Ashley Parker 's hand , and the second bullet pierced her shoulder, causing blood to splatter.
The huge kinetic energy of the special bullet knocked the girl away, but she nimbly rolled over and landed on the ground, ready to attack Mason.
"Bang"
The third bullet grazed her ear and hit the wall behind her.
Mason held the gun in one hand and said coldly amid the smoke:
"If you dare to move again, I will have to send an obituary to old Peter. You have tarnished your spider suit, little crazy girl! As an elder, I think I have to teach you a lesson."
"Bang"
A ball of yellow slime suddenly jumped up from behind Ashley Parker and transformed into the appearance of old Peter wearing a spider suit. As Ashley looked on in astonishment, it punched her on the forehead with an expression of "family misfortune" on its face.
“This damn place!”
Mason put down his gun and inserted it into the weapon slot at his waist. At this moment, his disgust for this wasteland reached its peak.
Even the girl who inherited Spider-Man's bloodline was twisted into this crazy and vicious appearance. You can easily imagine how bad the situation here is.
It's ten thousand times stinkier than Gotham.
“Save…save me…”
Just when the captain thought that everything was settled, the leader of the Wasteland Gang at his feet, with an arrow stuck in his eye and wearing Lao Wan's helmet, miraculously begged.
This guy is not dead?
You can even endure this kind of injury, you must be a normal person, right?
Mason squatted down and planned to help him and brush up his first aid skills at the same time, but as soon as he squatted down, he heard a weak whistle, and then a red light pierced Mason's face.
"Buzz"
The speed force ring was activated, allowing him to grab the alien blowgun that was only inches away from his eyes in the nick of time, and then he pushed it down and stabbed it into the chest of the leader.
In severe pain, the whistle stopped sounding.
The blowpipe had lost control and was no longer a threat.
"You used this thing to successfully attack old Magneto, right?"
Mason took out the truth serum and whispered to the guy lying in a pool of blood with a look of despair on his face:
"Look, I'm half mutant, so I'm a little interested in what happened with Magneto. Why don't you just tell me straight out and I'll make your death a quick one.
make a deal?"
