I, the only superpower on earth

"Mr. John, hello."

Mio Ito stood in the main control room of the Yokosuka Port base, and said softly through the general broadcast for all military bases.

Her body split into thin blood threads one after another from the inside out, extending out from the open door of the autonomous control room.

No, not only the door, but also the gaps and small holes in the windows and walls of the entire room are penetrated by those thin blood threads, extending to all places other than the military port base.

The screams were fleeting, and panic spread in the military port.

Soldiers in U.S. military uniforms frantically dodged in the military port building, the playground dormitory building, and the arsenal, but they still couldn't escape the bloodshot cleaning. Almost at the place where the bloodshot streaks stretched, any existence with self-awareness, all assimilated as part of it.

The sound of explosions and bullets resounded almost all the time, and almost the next moment, it returned to silence.

The soldiers who fell into madness thought they could cut off the incoming blood with the roar of bullets and guns, but they didn't expect that they passed through the smoke and air waves almost instantly, and at the same time led them into Ito In Mio's world.

"...why should you be afraid?"

Through the main radio station, Mio Ito made a gentle voice of doubt.

The screams sounded one after another, and the sound of gunfire was still spreading, but it became smaller and smaller.

The girl's voice resounded throughout the entire military port base.

"This world is obviously full of so much filth, filth, and unhappiness... The world we live in every day is covered by endless noise crimes, crimes, and malice.

"The pain has continued and the differences have always existed.

"...Humans attack each other because of their differences, kill each other and even start wars. Even so, they still insist on staying in such a stupid world. Isn't it ridiculous?"

The girl paused, then said:

"Don't you think so, Mr. John?"

...

"fuckfuckfuck!"

John was sitting on the helicopter, rising slowly with the huge airflow generated by the rotation of the wings, looking through the window at the ground of the military port below, bright red blood streaks passed through the buildings and waves, completely covering the entire Yokosuka military port inside the screen.

He almost exhausted all his strength, crazily cursing at that terrifying Transcendent.

For the first time in his life, he faced such a terrifying human form.

In the past few decades, John has always firmly believed that the United States is the absolute master on this planet, and no matter who it is, it is bound to be unable to stop its edge.

Even if there is a slight setback, it does not mean the failure of the United States, but only a strategic retreat after weighing the gains and losses, which is a commercial consideration.

But now it is different.

That terrifying existence that can turn into blood, manipulate blood, and assimilate others into blood has a destructive power far stronger than cannonballs, a speed more agile than new fighter jets, and an infectious power that is more terrifying than the most powerful disease.

...almost incomprehensible.

In fact, when Mio Ito's voice was heard in the main control room to everyone in the military port base through the main broadcast, he had already taken action and quickly escaped from the monitoring station.

Then, almost on deaf ears, followed the others to the only possible means of escape.

——Helicopters currently hidden in the Yokosuka Naval Port.

It wasn't until I actually got on the helicopter that I finally felt a little easier.

Overlooking the entire Yokosuka Naval Port, as well as the aircraft carriers and warships in the distance, every crew member and soldier has been assimilated by bloodshot eyes, and those ships have also become Mio Ito’s toys, and there is no possibility of being driven back from now on, John’s expression turned pale. Solemn, almost revealing a miserable look in his eyes.

With the destruction of the Yokosuka Naval Port, the achievements of the United States operating here for decades were almost destroyed.

And all of this is because of one person.

Although... that guy may not be called a human anymore.

As the helicopter gradually moved away from the ground, the picture on the ground gradually moved away from John's eyes, and his mood calmed down a little.

However, apart from the failure of the military port base being controlled by Mio Ito, which ruined America's East Asia strategy, there is another hidden worry in his heart.

...That is the strategic nuclear warhead with millions of equivalents hidden in the base.

Even if just one such powerful weapon falls on the continental United States, it will be enough to destroy a large city and cause residents of an entire state to flee and migrate.

Thinking of this, John felt as if his stomach was constantly sinking.

So he picked up his cell phone and called the President's Office:

"Mr President……

"... yes, yes, I just said 'she's coming' . . .

"...'Blood Angel' has occupied the entire Yokosuka Naval Port...There is no way to move away...Yes, I can only escape back to the United States by helicopter...I am on the plane right now...

"...Also, Mr. President, regarding the existing nuclear warheads at the Yokosuka Naval Port...Okay...I see..."

Putting down the phone, a stern look flashed in John's eyes.

In the process of communicating with the president just now, the two have already determined the next plan.

With the rise of Ito Mio, the entire Yokosuka Naval Port—no, it should be said that the entire Japan has become a wasteland that can be abandoned strategically.

As for those strategic nuclear weapons, it seems that there is no chance of being transported away. In this way, in order to prevent them from becoming explosive bombs dropped on the United States. Only one thing can be done -

It's just that one thing—

That is to detonate on the spot.

Although the detonation of several million-equivalent nuclear bombs in Japan is very likely to cause casualties to more than one million Japanese residents in the vicinity who have not yet been assimilated by Ito Mio, triggering international public debate.

But—now, how can there be any international public discussion?

The helicopter flew higher and higher, watching the sea area and the military port below the helicopter gradually become smaller and farther away from him, John finally made up his mind.

"...Stuy, bring me my suitcase."

According to American law, the president is the only person in the United States who can order the use of strategic nuclear weapons.

And in the phone call just now, the other party had already authorized him.

So now, it is time to open the suitcase and detonate the several million-ton-equivalent nuclear bombs on the spot according to the authorization of the president.

John, who made up his mind, patted the secretary on the shoulder.

The latter didn't respond immediately, which made him feel a little weird.

"Stuy?"

He patted him on the shoulder again.

It wasn't until this moment that the other party finally turned his head.

John, however, wished that Stuy hadn't turned his head.

Because, the body below his neck didn't move at all, but the head above the neck turned directly 180 degrees, looked straight at John, and showed a weird smile.

"Mr. John..."