Surrounding Magneto (An Extra for FFF Regiment Chief, Leader 7/12)

Chapter 121: Surrounding Magneto (An Extra for FFF Regiment Chief, Leader 712)

Prime Minister Mason was about to go insane. Although the European Union had suffered some terrorist attacks over the years, there had never been anything like this—an entire city of Warsaw wiped out.

Even during World War II, despite the brutality of the war, only five or six million people had died. And because it had been relatively civilized, there had been no incidents of entire cities being massacred throughout Europe.

There had never been anything like it in the past, and there certainly would not be anything like it in the future.

But now Warsaw was gone, massacred to the last.

The whole process had happened far too quickly, so quickly that no one had even had time to react. The military had not even received orders to deploy.

Warsaw was the capital of Poland and its political center. Poland’s entire senior bureaucratic system worked there, yet it had been wiped out in the first few attacks.

After receiving the news, the European Union held a meeting and argued for a while, only to discover that there were no survivors left in the city.

The parliament was already in an uproar. Some wanted to support Poland in rebuilding the city, some wanted to hold the intelligence agencies accountable, some wanted to issue a manhunt for the culprit, and others wanted to strengthen the military defenses of every country.

These high-ranking officials were all furious at Magneto’s actions and terrified by them, feeling that their own safety had been threatened.

According to their thinking, after committing such an atrocity, Magneto would certainly find a secluded place to hide and evade the manhunt and pursuit of every country.

But no one had expected that the massacre of Warsaw was only the beginning.

Before their meeting had even ended, the latest news arrived: Radom had also come under attack.

Radom was the second-largest city in the Mazovia region of central Poland. It lay south of Warsaw, the capital of Poland, 100 kilometers away. It had a population of more than 220,000 and covered an area of 112 square kilometers.

In other words, after massacring Warsaw, Magneto had gone straight to Radom.

"Bastard! What is he trying to do?" This time, everyone panicked.

The European Union was not very large to begin with. At Magneto’s speed of massacring Warsaw, Radom would not take long either. It was entirely possible that he could reach Brussels in two or three days.

"Send the military to take him down!"

"If necessary, we can use nuclear weapons!"

"Are you joking? Use nuclear weapons on European Union soil?"

"He’s a supercriminal. Didn’t you see on the satellite how terrifying his attacks were? If he strikes us from above, we’ll all die!"

"Even so, we can’t use nuclear weapons! I don’t want to be nailed to history’s pillar of shame! No matter how strong his attacks are, he can’t be immune to thermal weapons. Have the military bring out all its high-tech weapons! If that still doesn’t work, send Captain Britain to lure him away!"

"Have you forgotten about that guy in the martial arts school in the United States? He’s already immune to thermal weapons. High-tech weapons won’t work either. Only nuclear weapons will do!"

"We haven’t even used them yet. How do you know they won’t work? We have to try first!"

Everyone agreed that someone had to be sent to deal with Magneto, but they began quarreling over which method to use, arguing endlessly.

The group argued for more than half an hour without reaching an agreement. Prime Minister Mason, who was presiding over the meeting, struck the table hard with his gavel.

"Gentlemen, stop arguing. Radom has already been reduced to ruins!"

"What? That’s impossible!" The group was stunned.

Mason brought the satellite footage up on the large screen in the conference room, then activated the replay function.

In the footage, Magneto needed only five punches to turn the entire city of Radom into ruins.

The reason he had taken more than half an hour to leave was entirely because several more Mutants had awakened.

Erik had spent extra time taking those Mutant children to safe areas on the outskirts of the city and preparing sufficient food, water, and other resources for them.

There were certainly still quite a few lucky survivors hiding in the city, but Erik was in a hurry and had no way to count every single head. He simply decided to let them live for a few more days.

Without medical assistance, the injured would ultimately have no path but death. If anyone could remain completely unharmed under attacks of this magnitude, then they could only be said to be extraordinarily lucky, with fate not yet calling for their deaths. He could clean them up slowly later.

Everyone was frightened by Magneto’s decisiveness and killing efficiency. They had no time to continue quarreling and unanimously passed the proposal: every available method could be used against Magneto.

But scrambling fighter jets, repositioning satellites, and locking onto the enemy all took time. They were nowhere near as fast as Magneto.

By the time everything was ready, Magneto had already massacred five cities in succession. Now he had arrived at the sixth: Krakow.

Krakow, whose full name was the Royal Capital City of Krakow, straddled both banks of the upper Vistula River. It was the former capital of Poland and was now the capital of Krakow Province, as well as an independent municipality, with a total population of more than 750,000.

Before Erik had even reached the skies above Krakow, a large number of fighter jets and missiles were already flying toward him.

These things were not even made of specially designed high-molecular materials. They were all made of alloys, making them completely useless against Magneto.

Even the Magneto who had not yet comprehended The Way of Erik could have dealt with these things effortlessly.

Erik dropped out of supersonic flight and stood in midair. He extended a hand toward the incoming missiles, detonating every one of them in midair.

The fighter jets desperately trying to flee met an even worse fate. Their fuselages were crushed inward, squeezing their occupants into meat paste. The metallic meatballs fused together before plummeting from the sky with a thunderous crash. Under the acceleration of gravity, the destructive force they produced was not much weaker than that of bombs.

But their mission had already been accomplished.

Those high-ranking officials had never expected this group of cannon fodder to threaten Magneto. They had sent them there to die.

As long as their deaths could make Magneto stop for a moment and allow the satellite weapons in the sky to lock onto the enemy, that was enough.

In the distant reaches of space, the satellites that had long since completed their orbital adjustments finally locked onto Magneto. In an instant, they fired the accelerated tungsten rods that had already been positioned in orbit at the enemy. Then came a second rod, a third…

Another satellite activated a highly concentrated laser beam. Like a sharp sword, it stabbed straight down at Magneto’s body.

At the same time, a supersonic missile made of high-molecular materials and carrying a nuclear warhead ignited and launched from a missile silo at a certain base. Under the control of the missile’s microprocessor system, it accelerated to its maximum speed and hurtled toward Magneto.