Chapter 105

"My child used to admire you guys."

A soldier's sarcasm woke up Clown-Supes, who was snoring. The person who woke up looked at the surrounding environment and realized that he, along with other mutants, was locked in a specially made prisoner seat.

Everyone had a bitter face as if they had eaten dog shit, with their hands handcuffed behind their backs. The posture was very uncomfortable and didn't conform to ergonomics at all.

But what really made everyone feel uncomfortable should be the X-gene control device on their necks. This device could well suppress everyone's mutant abilities. Even Omega-level mutants, when put on a collar, could only be as obedient as little kittens.

Judging from the vibration of the movement, the group was on a special railway train, and the military was preparing to transfer everyone to the Mutant Control Center. To put it bluntly, it was a prison specifically targeting mutants.

Hank McCoy, who had returned to his human form, heard the snoring stop, looked sideways, saw the awakened Clown-Supes, and said with a tone of helplessness and expectation:

"Finally awake. You can really sleep; I don't know, I thought you were directly electrocuted to death. After all, you are the first one to eat more than a dozen stun bullets in one go."

"I'm still growing, so eating and sleeping well is necessary. Otherwise, what if I don't grow up? Will you be responsible?" Clown-Supes directly retorted with a lie.

Hank asked in a low voice: "Um, I just want to know, is the X-gene suppression collar also useful for you?"

"Ah, I'm so weak. Ah, I'm so sad." A certain clown's acting soul possessed him, and he shouted at the soldiers who ran to the head and tail of the carriage to rest: "Hey, do you have adult diapers? Help me change into one.

"The control collar you gave me is really too effective. I feel like the sphincter of my bladder and anus can't be controlled, and the things inside are about to leak out. Yo-ho, did you hear me?"

All the mutants, including the soldiers in the same carriage, looked in the same direction with disgust. Only Nightcrawler said worriedly: "Will the suppression collar really have such an effect? Why do I feel like my stomach is also weird?"

Hank sighed and said: "Kurt, that's an illusion. You're fine."

At the same time, Hank also knew that it was impossible to count on this alien who was probably not a mutant to take action. Raven, the helper you designated is really useless.

Magneto, whose psychic protection helmet had become fragments, ignored Clown-Supes's monkey show. Instead, he looked at his old friend and old rival with a playful expression and said: "Charles, I thought the U.S. military was your ally. How did you end up in the same situation as me?"

Professor X said with slight anger: "Once we start a war in the city, isn't this an inevitable result? Just you guys alone couldn't have caused that kind of destruction. So I warned you long ago that the battle between mutants would only be a lose-lose situation."

"Ha, you say this as if the U.S. military has no responsibility at all. Or is it that as long as they raise their guns, we can only surrender? No matter what the reason is," Magneto said sarcastically.

Professor X said dissatisfiedly: "It is because of your actions that the whole thing got out of control and turned into this situation."

"Ah, yes, how could the forever-correct Professor X do anything wrong. Charles, your arrogance is truly breathtaking. Have you been intoxicated by the title of superhero and unable to extricate yourself?"

This time the sarcasm didn't make Professor X emotional; instead, it made him silent for a moment before he self-reflected: "I have indeed made many mistakes, but my idea of wanting to help Jean has never changed.

"I never thought about handing her over to anyone, the military, you guys, or that group of aliens, it's all the same. That super-standard power in her body is an accident. If I could, I would rather not have sent her on that space mission, or bear all this instead of her.

"But now we have another thing to pay attention to; I know the purpose of that group of aliens. That power destroyed their home planet, but that same power can also be used to transform a planet.

"The goal of those aliens is Earth; they will clear out everyone on Earth and let their civilization revive here. Soldiers, you must believe my warning and report to your superiors. This matter is not over yet."

"Enough!" The leading sergeant used the butt of his gun to hit the support on the train hard and scolded: "Don't talk about any aliens anymore. We haven't seen any little brown monsters with big heads and small bodies from beginning to end. It's just you mutants making trouble!"

This ET meme is not going to pass...

However, Professor X wanted to say even more that there was clearly an alien on the train, but everyone chose to turn a blind eye.

Professor X had to explain patiently: "Actually, the fire meteors we saw falling from the sky, I am sure that was an alien landing operation. And the reason they didn't expose themselves in front of us after gathering is because we were infighting.

"Their primary goal is to seize the power in Jean's body, and that alien who followed Jean almost used a coaxing method to get it, but was interrupted by Scott.

"So you don't have to worry about not seeing evidence of aliens at all, because they are bound to come to seize the remaining part. What place is more suitable than this train passing through the suburbs and heading to the Mutant Control Center?"

"Stop talking nonsense over there," the leading sergeant said resentfully: "Except for you troublemakers, no one dares to attack the military's special train. Even if they had more guts, it would be impossible!"

Just as he finished speaking, several collision sounds came from above the carriage. Suddenly, the tense emotions of the soldiers in the carriage were mobilized.

Everyone raised their rifles horizontally, but they also looked sneakily at the source of the collision sound above the carriage.

The mutants restrained in the carriage, not to say all were battle-hardened, but their sensitivity to battle was not something ordinary American soldiers could compare to. They all felt the strange feeling of a storm coming.

Cyclops even said to the soldiers: "Untie us. We can stand on the same front."

"Shut up! Who knows if you are the mutants' helpers coming to hijack the prisoners," the leading sergeant said stiffly. At the same time, he said to the walkie-talkie: "Report mutant enemy situation."

Suddenly, continuous gunfire came from the rear carriage, as well as collision sounds from nowhere; it looked like the battle was very intense. This made the soldiers in the carriage where the mutant prisoners were located even more nervous.

The walkie-talkie also intermittently transmitted: "They... they are not..."

"Not what? Report!" the leading sergeant asked nervously, while he and other soldiers raised their guns and watched the passage door connecting the front and rear carriages vigilantly.

The machine gunner in the rear also pulled the bolt, ready to shoot.