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Chapter 473 The Resurrection Stone Statue

Bang!
"Ok?"

Washington, downtown.

A slight vibration from a distance made the leader of the 'superhuman' experiment team on guard open his eyes.

He looked down at the submachine gun full of bullets in his hand. Although the effect of the bullets was not significant during the battle between Washington and Ling, his years in the army still made him used to keeping a submachine gun by his side. And forced his family to die, and even went to prison.

Grab a submachine gun and come out of your hiding place.

Looking at the surrounding 'superhuman' team members, the captain noticed two members who still hadn't returned to the team.

"The two of them, haven't they come back yet?"

"Who knows, maybe I'm having fun somewhere."

Shrugging, a white 'superhuman' test subject replied nonchalantly.

As a temporary team, the relationship between the 'superhuman' test subjects is not very harmonious, the reason why they are willing to act together is only the promise of innocence given by the BSI.Most of the time, there are not many quarrels and conflicts in the team.

Hearing the team members' answers, the team leader was silent for a while.

While thinking about whether to send out to retrieve the two members who left the team.

"Look, it's back now."

Suddenly, someone noticed the figure appearing at the corner of the block, and the blue light in his eyes flickered slightly, and he immediately recognized him as one of the two black test subject members who had left the team before.

Looking in the direction reported by the team members, the captain of the 'superhuman' experiment team saw this black player running towards them.

"Everyone, be alert!"

However, in the next second, the team leader's expression changed and he gave an order.

Hearing the captain's order, although he didn't know why he reacted so strongly, everyone around him responded in cooperation.

Being able to walk down from the battlefield intact, these soldiers more or less have some fighting qualities.

"Be careful……"

Running wildly on the street alone, I saw members of the 'Superhuman' team on alert not far away.

The blue eyes of this black 'superhuman' experiment subject burst out with a strong desire to survive. He turned his head and glanced at the direction behind him, and then reminded everyone.

"There's a big guy here!"

boom--

As the voice of the black member fell, he saw the corner of a high-rise building behind him, a white marble palm grasped the building and made a huge rumbling sound, and a large number of gravel fell from the floor, and at the same time At the same time, the owner of the palm also slowly came out from the corner.

Rumble!
Lift the thighs carved from snow-white marble, and easily step on the car on the ground into a discus.

Coming out of the corner is a giant statue carved from marble.

And the owner of this statue is the greatest president in American history-Abraham Lincoln.

"This is a sitting statue of Lincoln?!"

Looking at the sky covered by the huge shadow of the mascot in front of him, even the team leader who had been prepared earlier in his heart showed a bit of astonishment in his silent expression.

The statue in front of them is no stranger to everyone.

In other words, for the vast majority of American people, they can call out the other party's identity in one go.

Probably because the appearance of the other party is the sitting statue of Lincoln in the Lincoln Memorial, a landmark building in Washington.

At the beginning, Daniel Chester Frank, the sculptor who carved the statue of Lincoln, would never have imagined that the statue of Lincoln he carved would one day be resurrected.

Although, he did leave his immortal words on the back of the statue.

However, who would have thought that the other party would be truly immortal.

Walking through the center of the road in the center of the building, the spacious road became extremely narrow in front of the marble statue.

Lincoln is 5.8 meters tall, which is only his sitting height, so when the statue stands up, it will undoubtedly appear even larger.

Looking at the sky covered by the huge shadow of Lincoln in front of them, some soldiers of the 'superhuman' experimental body squad even dropped their weapons.

"I never thought that one day I would actually fight Lincoln. When I was a child, I went to the memorial to visit it."

"Fight, don't you see what the statue looks like? What shall we use to fight it?"

"Damn, damn, I knew, how could BSI promise to prove innocence so easily, they must have already known what happened in Washington, and they sent us here to die, we are a suicide squad! "

Facing the huge Lincoln statue, many members of the 'superhuman' experimental team showed signs of collapse.

After all, the size gap between the two sides is too great, and no one thinks that they can defeat such a huge existence.

"Help, please..."

Running ahead, when he heard the loud rumble coming from behind, the expression of fear on the face of the black 'superhuman' test subject suddenly became a little bit stronger.

It never occurred to him that this kind of thing would happen to him just by walking around with a talkative accomplice.

Continuous running, even for the black test subject that has been infected and strengthened by BSI-013 derivatives, became a bit strenuous. He gasped for breath while shouting at the team members not far away.

puff!
However, the next second.

Before waiting, everyone reacted.

The statue of Lincoln behind him raised his foot and stomped down heavily, accompanied by a creepy bone shattering sound.

A large amount of sticky and thick blood stained the white marble with a bright red color, and Lincoln seemed to lift the foot he guessed was on the black experimental subject.

A bloody figure appeared under his feet, and with this appearance, he couldn't see his skin color before death.

One of the greatest achievements of Lincoln's presidency was the emancipation of black slaves, but now his resurrected statue tramples black people to death there.

All this is simply a great irony.

However, seeing the bloody scene in front of them, none of the 'superhuman' experimental subject team present could laugh.

Even in the past, members who vaguely showed discrimination against these black members.

"Soldier, what happened?"

In the silence, Agent Jonathan's questioning voice suddenly sounded in the earphones.

"The signal of two small groups of soldiers suddenly disappeared, please report the situation on your side."

"The situation here."

Agent Jonathan's voice brought the leader of the 'superhuman' experiment team back to his senses.

He turned on the small camera device on his chest, pointed at the huge marble statue of Lincoln in front of him, and said in a desperate tone.

"The specific situation, you can confirm it yourself."

(End of this chapter)