Chapter 977: Marvel: Awakening the Little Universe at the Start, Chapter 531

It is also the headquarters of the federal armed forces.

This place is—

The Pentagon!

Boom!

Above the brightly lit Pentagon under the cover of night, following a deafening sonic boom, Hawk’s voice resounded throughout the entire sky above the Pentagon.

"Thaddeus Ross, come out and die!"

"Boom——!!!"

Hawk struck the concrete ground of the Pentagon’s central courtyard like a meteorite; accompanied by the groan of the earth, a shockwave spread in a ring, tearing up the neat lawn and paving stones entirely.

The sound of alarms rang out shrilly.

The guard troops, having long been prepared, swarmed out from every exit. Seeing Hawk, who was dressed in a scarlet tight-fitting combat suit, slowly rising from the dust under the glare of helicopter searchlights, they pulled their triggers the very first moment.

Unfortunately, it was useless.

The bullets they were so proud of could not cause Hawk any harm at all.

And a single punch from Hawk was enough to make them drop dead.

Even—

Hawk didn't even need to throw a punch. After scanning the area, Hawk’s figure braked instantly, and in a split second, he swept through the corridor of the central courtyard like a streak of scarlet light.

And by the moment his figure reappeared, a truly shocking scene occurred.

The soldier right next to, or even behind Hawk, had their body dissolving at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yes.

Dissolving.

Not just them, but almost every soldier who appeared in the corridor had their bodies dissolve into blood mist at a speed visible to the naked eye, exploding all around.

Still the same point.

Even if Hawk could not use transcendental energy now, his life level and pure physical body alone were enough to rival a star.

Therefore—

If mere mortal flesh were to collide with a star, what would the result be?

It would be exactly this current appearance.

Turning into blood mist.

The next second.

Ignoring the thick concrete exterior wall in front of him, Hawk stepped forward directly. The thick concrete wall in front of him shattered instantly like fragile tofu, revealing the intricate corridors and offices inside.

And more soldiers!

The special forces inside the building were already battle-ready, and all bullets had been urgently replaced with X-energy suppression rounds. The moment they saw Hawk, they pulled their triggers one after another.

"Trying to stop a chariot with a mantis's arms..."

"Overestimating one's capabilities!!"

Hawk lowered his gaze, looking at the blue-glowing energy bullets that had struck his body without even being able to pierce his combat suit. He snorted with a cold, yet highly penetrating voice that resounded throughout the corridor, then raised his eyes to look at the soldiers blocking his path.

The next second.

He moved.

"Boom!"

"Bang!"

"Thud!"

Hawk’s figure was like an afterimage, traveling directly from his original spot to the end of the corridor. Wherever the afterimage passed, the soldiers blocking the way turned directly into blood mist, and the soldiers on both sides also appeared in a semi-blood-mist state, swept up by the raging wind and flung against the walls on both sides, with some even being plastered directly onto the walls.

These soldiers didn't even have the chance to scream.

After all, they were already dead before they could scream.

However...

Hawk was not truly bloodthirsty.

Killing was just a means, never the goal.

Hawk’s purpose for coming here was very clear: since General Thaddeus Ross here did not like the second life he had bestowed upon him, he would come to take that second life back.

As for where General Thaddeus Ross was hiding.

He knew very well.

Once again.

Hawk had been to the Quantico base before, and likewise, he had been to the Pentagon here, so Hawk knew exactly where people could hide in the Pentagon.

Therefore—

Hawk ignored the soldiers rushing over to try and stop him, or at the very least, he ignored those who were not blocking his path.

After all, these soldiers were just following orders.

But for those soldiers who blocked his way, or who insisted on running in front of him to try and stop his progress, Hawk did not have the slightest bit of mercy.

Since they wanted to die, then let them die.

One by one, the soldiers blocking Hawk’s path turned into blood mist, and one reinforced concrete wall after another was punched through by Hawk as if they were paper walls, until an alloy door several feet thick appeared in front of him, and only then did Hawk stop his steps.

Behind this door was the only passage leading to the Pentagon’s command center and the Pentagon’s underground safe house.

The automatic defensive weapons on the alloy door activated the moment Hawk broke through the wall and appeared in the corridor, pouring armor-piercing rounds toward Hawk.

"Is it useful?"

Hawk was expressionless, strolling through the metal storm composed of armor-piercing rounds as if walking in a rainstorm. He arrived in front of the alloy door as if taking a leisurely stroll, then glanced at a hidden camera above the door, and then raised his right foot and kicked the alloy door in front of him.

Rumble!

The walls on both sides of the alloy door, which weighed several tons, tore apart at the sound. Immediately after, the heavy alloy door flew backward with undiminished momentum, crashing into the passage behind it.

The moment the alloy door hit the ground, the floor shattered, and the massive impact caused the ground beneath their feet to tremble.

And with the collapse of the alloy door, what appeared before Hawk was the Pentagon’s command center.

At this very moment.

In the command center hall filled with monitoring screens, the staff inside looked in terror at Hawk, whose figure was like a demon god, passing through the smoke and appearing in their line of sight.

After stepping over the collapsed alloy door, Hawk lifted his feet off the ground, and then, under countless terrified gazes, hovered in the center of the command center, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding people whose faces were pale, eyes filled with despair, and expressions showing terror.

The next second.

Hawk’s voice was eerie.

"Open the safe house, and you live!"

"Or, you die."

"Beep!"

Almost the moment Hawk finished speaking, a colonel who seemed to be the commander of the command center gave a start, and without hesitation, shouted to his left and right: "Turn on the emergency power, open the safe house passage."

Those on the left and right also gave a start and hurriedly complied.

Soon.

The wall on the right side of the command center made a thud, as if it had come to life, accompanied by the sound of gears turning with difficulty, and then revealed a security elevator leading directly to the underground safe house passage.

Hawk looked at the exposed security elevator, smiled softly, and then looked at the colonel who had chosen the latter without hesitation between loyalty and survival.

"Go."

"...God, thank you!"

Upon hearing this, the colonel’s body trembled, then he reacted and yelled. In an instant, the command center, which had been stunned into silence by Hawk’s arrival a second ago, was now like poultry released from a cage, screaming and exclaiming, scrambling to run outside.

Once again.

Killing is just a means, not the goal.

Hawk ignored those scrambling to escape outside, stepped onto the ground, walked straight into the opened security elevator, and pressed the close button.

The next second.

The elevator descended.

Descending at high speed.

Hawk, who was in the elevator, felt the elevator accelerating its descent, his heart completely calm, even feeling a bit like laughing.

"A cornered beast's struggle."

"Boom!"

The elevator descended into the underground elevator shaft at super speed, and with a bang, the massive impact blew the underground elevator doors right off.

Hawk walked out from the smoke-filled elevator doors, unscathed, not even stained by a speck of dust.

I have to say, the quality of this combat suit woven by Hearing Wanda with scarlet chaos energy is indeed excellent.

Hawk thought to himself, then with an expressionless face, walked through the underground passage and arrived at the door of the safe house, which was constructed of reinforced concrete fifteen meters thick.

At the door of the safe house, a team of soldiers also saw Hawk walking toward them.

Their eyes met.

Through their walkie-talkies, the soldiers who knew everything happening above in real-time looked at the approaching Hawk, and under Hawk’s cold gaze, they all chose to put down their weapons and raised their hands, signaling their surrender.

Although those who could guard the door of the safe house were almost all the most trusted people of the generals inside the safe house.

But...

When your life is about to be gone, trust is worth nothing.

As everyone knows.

The Federation is a nation of immigrants, so when the combat losses exceed ten percent, a rout will occur.

Therefore, it is perfectly normal for this squad of soldiers before him to choose to lay down their weapons and surrender.

Hawk was not the least bit surprised by this.

"Let's go."

"...Thank you."

Hearing these words from Hawk, the leading soldier’s solemn expression instantly relaxed; after saying this to Hawk, he lowered his head, took the lead, brushed past Hawk, and ran toward the outside.

It’s just unclear how these soldiers are supposed to leave this place now that the elevator is broken.

But that is none of Hawk’s business.

Hawk turned his head to glance at the soldiers who disappeared around the corner, then withdrew his gaze and looked at the safe house before him, which was fifteen meters thick, and the alloy door, also ten meters thick, which could not be operated by human strength and required machinery to close.

The next second.

Boom!

Hawk slammed a punch into the alloy door; in an instant, a dent appeared on the alloy door in response, and the massive commotion caused the entire underground corridor to shake.

Another punch!

The depth of the dent increased, and the corridor shook.

One punch, two punches, three punches...

The depth of the dent in the alloy door grew increasingly severe.

"Hiss..."

"Mr. Phoenix, we can talk."

"Ha!"

Hawk raised his eyes to glance at the voice sounding above his head, a look of contempt appearing on his face, and then he slammed another punch into the alloy door in front of him.

Boom!