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Hawkeye and Spider-Man had been waiting at the rendezvous point for about three minutes when Nightcrawler arrived with Tony's wheelchair.

"You two old guys walk so slowly." Spider-Man complained, completely forgetting that he was also old.

"Because we can't fly over New York." Nightcrawler responded humorously. This boring joke has become one of the few ways to entertain and relieve stress in this dark age.

"Has the data been returned?" Tony was more concerned about whether the Sentinel's information was brought back safely. Hawkeye shook the USB flash drive in his hand with a capacity of about 2TB.

"All the data is here, almost 2TB is full. There should be no problem." The one-eyed Barton, wearing an eyepatch, looks like a pirate captain.

"Besides that, I found a treasure." Hawkeye took out a small box and opened it carefully as if showing off a treasure: "An infinity serum! This thing is rare now, especially after the demise of the last power of S.H.I.E.L.D."

"I went to great lengths to get this. It was produced thirty years ago. The activity of the drug is very low. But if I inject it into you..." Barton pointed to Tony's brain.

"Your brain will be able to recover to the state it was when you were 30 in at least half a year. But after that, your aging may accelerate."

Tony took a look at the Infinity Serum and said without hesitation: "Give me the injection. I'm almost ninety. It doesn't matter if I age or not."

No one present stopped Tony's decision. After all, they were all veterans and even the coffin was ready. What was there to be afraid of?

Night Walker took the USB drive from Patton, glanced at it, and said, "It doesn't matter. Let the world see what these old guys can do!"

"I like this sentence, but can you please not include me in it?" Spider-Man smiled and waved his hand, "I'm still young."

"Yeah, you are indeed young. I forgot that your 70th birthday is coming soon, right?" Night Walker forced an ugly smile with a teasing look on his face.

The current superheroes have no decent bases. Due to the lack of funds and venues, their every move may attract the attention of Magneto's gang. The regime controlled by Magneto has far more power over the lower classes than ordinary governments. With the various strange abilities of mutants, Magneto's orders and management cover almost every corner of America, realizing true top-down vertical management.

Hidden in the vast Gobi Desert of Mexico is the last refuge for superheroes and the last stronghold of resistance of the rebels. This base looks like a border fortress built by an ancient civilization hundreds of years ago, but now it has been abandoned and dilapidated by wind and sand erosion. It is no different from the common scenes in the Gobi Desert and will not arouse any suspicion.

Under this fortress, there is a large underground palace. Originally a natural cave, it was transformed and expanded by Night Walker and Tony, and eventually became an underground community that can accommodate a thousand people.

But now, the number of people in the underground palace has been overloaded, and ordinary people, mutants and super-powered people (non-mutants) oppressed by Magneto have begun to flee the city controlled by Magneto. They have nowhere to go, and they are finally accepted into the underground world of Nightcrawler...

The original plan was to build a base for a thousand rebels to hide secretly, but it was forced to accept nearly 2,500 people, including many women and children who were not capable of fighting. This put the entire base under tremendous survival pressure.

This group of elderly superheroes had to shoulder this final responsibility, adding more burdens to their already aging and weak bodies, making their backs, which were no longer straight, even more bent.

However, at certain moments, having more people does have its advantages. For example, right now, Tony is manufacturing the Sentinel Project! Now, Tony has lost his steel factory and the artificial intelligence Jarvis who helped him.

Therefore, many things must be done by manpower. These rebels hiding underground united again and tried their best because they believed in Nightcrawler and Tony.

This will be their best chance to overthrow Magneto's rule. Almost everyone lends a hand. People with super powers go out to look for materials, while women and children help with logistics and simple tasks within the base.

The entire resistance organization was full of energy. And far away from the hustle and bustle, in a lead room in the base, lived an old man. He was very, very old, and even his sweat hair began to turn white.

He is Charles Xavier, the former moderate mutant leader. He was lucky enough to survive the Battle of New York and the subsequent brutal siege.

However, as an old man, he was unfortunate enough to have to bid farewell to his comrades and students time and time again, those young mutants who joined the resistance against Magneto because of his ideas.

The life span of a mutant depends on the degree of integration of the X gene. The lowest level Ipsilon-class mutants may live shorter than ordinary people, while perfectly integrated Alpha-class mutants like Professor X can usually live to be one hundred and fifty to two hundred years old.

Living too long is not necessarily a good thing, especially when you see people younger than you die one after another. Professor Charles began to have mental problems.

At first, the attacks were intermittent, and in recent years, the Night Walkers had to lock him up in a room made entirely of lead. Every time he had an attack, the professor could not control his mutant ability - mental invasion.

Once out of control, his mental power will burn the brains of those around him. The professor suffers from Alzheimer's disease, or simply put, senile dementia. It is undoubtedly a great irony that the world's most important and dangerous mind suffers from this disease.

In order to suppress the disease, Nightcrawler and Spider-Man had to look for medicine for him. In the base, only Nightcrawler had a certain resistance to Professor X's mental shock, so the task of delivering medicine to him fell on his shoulders.

As usual, he walked into Charles' room with the packed medicine: "Professor, it's time to take your medicine." Charles in the corner did not respond.

Nightcrawler approached Charles and shouted, "Time to take your medicine!"

"I'm not deaf." Nightwalker's sudden shout startled Charles, and he muttered to himself: "You guys have been busy lately? You don't even have time to play chess with me?"

Charles took the pills from Nightcrawler and swallowed them with cold water. Without this psychotropic drug, Charles knew he would fall into a state of madness. He now spent most of his time sleeping.

But he didn't dare to fall asleep, because every time he fell asleep, he would dream about those dead students. He resisted sleeping in his heart, but he couldn't resist the physiological needs. So, Charles's genetic system activated the protection mechanism, making his memory gradually decline and forget the past, so that he would not resist sleeping.

Nightcrawler sat on Charles' bed and whispered, "Yes, Charles. Tony found a way to fight Magneto. We retrieved the Sentinel plan. Tony has reviewed it and he thinks it can be implemented." Nightcrawler did not hide this from Professor X.

"This is a weapon designed specifically to fight mutants. You may have heard of it before."

Charles pursed his lips and did not answer. After a while, he asked in a trembling voice, "But Tony's brain is as useless as mine now. He is no longer the Iron Man of the past. I doubt if he can solve a quadratic equation plus a square root math problem now."

"Hawkeye got an infinite serum. Tony's brain can be restored to the state it was in when he was thirty, at least for the next six months." Nightcrawler helped Charles tidy up the room, including folding the quilt and picking up the debris that Charles threw on the ground.

Charles noticed that Nightwalker's hands were shaking badly, especially when he bent down, which took a lot of effort. Charles turned his head to look at the wall, so that Nightwalker could not see his eyes: "But this will come at a price. The Infinity Serum has been discontinued for a long time."

"Yes, this bottle is the infinite serum from thirty years ago. The efficacy is not very strong anymore and can only last for half a year. But it will speed up Tony's aging." Nightcrawler spoke in a calm tone as if he was talking about ordinary daily trivia, such as today's burger tasted good.

Charles buried his head in the quilt and muttered to himself: "Does this make sense?"

"Tony is nearly ninety years old, and I'm seventy, Charles. It doesn't matter to us anymore." Night Walker tidied up the chess table, moved to the opposite side of Charles, and said, "Didn't you say that I haven't played chess with you for a long time? Let's play a game today."

Due to the obstruction of tears, the black and white chess became blurred in Charles' eyes.

……

The desert area on the Mexican border.

"Wolverine, smell the atmosphere here carefully. Find out where these people come from and where they are going." Red Tank led many of his men and Wolverine to this desert.

Faced with the choice previously proposed by Juggernaut, Logan has not decided. He can only agree to help Juggernaut for the sake of his grandchildren. He does not know who his opponent is, but he knows that someone created the Sentinels, and Magneto wants to destroy them.

Magneto found him and gave him two choices: either help him or say goodbye to his grandchildren. Logan had no choice but to agree.

In the desert, he relied on his strong sense of smell to detect unusual smells in the air and indicated the direction for the Red Tank. The Red Tank waved and the armored convoy immediately headed in that direction.

……

new York.

Far away in New York, Magneto watched Logan's actions through the monitor, with a satisfied smile on his face. In the past fifty years, Magneto seemed to have not aged at all, perhaps the nourishment of power made him look younger.

In the newly built Magneto Building, in Magneto Eric's office, besides him, there are two other mutants watching the monitor images with him.

One man and one woman. The male mutant is a handsome middle-aged man, and the female mutant is a sexy woman with blonde hair, blue eyes and a hot body.

"Sebastian, do you know what the most interesting thing in the world is?" Magneto asked the male mutant with a smile. The other side shook his head gracefully.

"That is to give people hope and then destroy it in front of them!" Magneto smiled happily. After that, he continued to talk about business.

"This is the age of mutants, Sebastian. I hope the Hellfire Club will behave themselves in the future and not embarrass me."

The middle-aged mutant Sebastian nodded: "Of course, we will abide by the agreement. After all, you are our White King now."

The attack on the last Mexican resistance base took place in the early morning. Under Logan's guidance, Red Tank and others successfully found the seemingly decayed fortress.

"Earth-penetrating bombs." Red Tank ordered through the intercom. In the rear convoy, the roofs of several assault armored vehicles were opened, and portable ground-attack missiles were installed. These were specially used to attack solid bunkers or underground facilities.

The ones Red Tank brought were all elites, all mutants who had received formal training, had super combat power or possessed special abilities, although there were only more than 400 of them.

But their tacit cooperation and the weapons they carry are enough to rival several super elite armored divisions composed of traditional humans, and their combat effectiveness is even stronger.

One after another, the ground-penetrating missiles flew out with blazing tail flames, first rising to a certain height at a forty-five-degree angle, and then adjusting their flight direction.

After reaching above the target, the missile turns and flies downward, while fine-tuning the angle until it falls from the sky at a vertical angle of ninety degrees and penetrates the earth!

Hundreds of bunker busters fell at different times and places. What they had in common was that they easily penetrated the soft Gobi Desert in Mexico, penetrating dozens of meters deep.

The flames and shock waves generated by the explosion cut through the silent night sky. The towering columns of fire and raised sand were particularly eye-catching in the Gobi Desert.

The most spectacular fireworks in the world could not compare to the light of a missile explosion. It was a fire of death, with only the messengers of hell dancing around it and singing about death.

Logan turned his head away, unwilling to witness all this. "I'm sorry." He apologized softly, feeling guilty, but he had no choice and was powerless to change.

Red Tank looked at Logan's actions and laughed mockingly. When the missiles completed the attack and blew a big hole, exposing the entire base to everyone, Red Tank launched a general attack.

Hundreds of fully armed mutant warriors wearing specially powered skeletons, under the command of Red Tank, advanced towards the resistance base in an orderly manner.

……

At the moment when the missiles hit, Tony Stark was busy making sentinel robots and writing programs. His time was limited, and the infinite serum could only support him for half a year...