Rebirth: I am Ultraman Tiga

In the seemingly peaceful outskirts of the bustling city, undercurrents are actually surging, as if an invisible battlefield is quietly opening up, and a thrilling battle that is enough to shake the world is erupting violently in an instant like a lit powder keg.

Lin Feng, the sturdy and imposing member of the Victory Team, shines like a bright and tenacious star in the chaotic battle. He wears a specially made combat suit, the slim design not only highlights his sturdy figure, but also provides him with maximum flexibility in battle. The high-tech material on the combat suit shines with the cold and hard luster of metal under the sunlight, as if silently telling of the powerful strength and excellent performance it contains.

Just now, countless ordinary televisions seemed to be controlled by an evil and mysterious force, breaking free from their daily shackles, like a group of enraged beasts, colliding and merging with each other. Their screens flashed with dazzling light, and the internal circuits made crackling sounds, as if they were struggling and roaring in pain. In a burst of dazzling light and deafening roar, a giant super TV appeared out of nowhere. Its huge body was like a towering hill, covering the sky and casting a terrifying shadow.

This giant super TV was like a cold-blooded killing machine. It instantly locked onto Lin Feng's position and then fired a series of sharp rays of light like the Grim Reaper's sickle. Those rays of light carried the momentum of destroying everything. Wherever they went, the ground was instantly torn into deep gullies. The dust raised was like a raging tsunami, sweeping around with overwhelming force. Under this powerful impact, the surrounding buildings collapsed like fragile building blocks, making a deafening noise. The smoke and dust filled the air, and the pungent smell made it difficult to breathe.

Lin Feng relied on the rigorous training he had received in the Victory Team for many years and his excellent physical fitness. When the light attack was about to hit him, his body was like a black lightning, and he suddenly pounced to the side. He pushed the ground with his feet, leaving two deep footprints on the ground, and the whole person was ejected like an arrow. His figure drew a beautiful and thrilling arc in the air. His agility reminded people of a cheetah freely shuttling between branches in the jungle. Every movement was full of power and rhythm.

Although he managed to avoid the direct impact of the light, the powerful impact of the explosion still threw him out like a fallen leaf. His body rolled uncontrollably in the air and fell heavily into the ruins. At this time, his hair was a little messy, his face was covered with stains of dust and sweat, his combat uniform was also torn in several places, and the exposed skin was faintly visible with scratches. The whole person looked a little embarrassed on the battlefield filled with gunpowder.

However, when he slowly raised his head, his deep and bright eyes were like a burning torch, burning firmly in the darkness. There was no fear or retreat in his eyes, only the unyielding and tenaciousness as hard as steel. He tightly grasped the weapon in his hand, and the weapon seemed to feel the determination of its master, trembling slightly and emitting a low hum, as if swearing with him that he would never bow to the evil forces, and would fight to the end to protect the peace and tranquility of the prosperous city behind him.

At this moment, on the screen of the super TV that looked like the pupil of a giant beast and flashed with a creepy and strange light, the mastermind behind the scene, Huang Hongsheng, was like an enraged demon, roaring angrily in this space. The sound was like a surging thunder carrying endless destructive power, rolling out with overwhelming force. Wherever it went, the air molecules seemed to be violently impacted and trembled slightly, and ripples appeared that were difficult to detect with the naked eye, as if the whole space was trembling under this roar.

"You're lucky this time, Victory Team!" Every word Huang Hongsheng uttered seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. His words were filled with strong and insoluble resentment and hatred. The resentment was like materialized black mist, lingering around him, making him look even more hideous and terrifying, as if he would open his bloody mouth in the next second and ruthlessly swallow up everything in front of him, plunging all things in the world into endless darkness and despair.

Then, his evil hands moved like a pair of poisonous snakes dancing in the dark, shuttling and dancing on the control panel at a dazzling speed. Every touch of his fingertips and every swing of his palms seemed to be playing a sinful movement, opening the prelude to the impending destruction. As his hands frantically operated, the huge body of the giant TV, which was as big as a small hill, began to slowly rotate, like an ancient giant beast awakened from its slumber, and every movement brought a chilling sense of oppression.

Its extremely heavy footsteps fell, and each step was accompanied by a dull roar like the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, as if the earth was groaning and lamenting in pain. The footsteps were like a death knell, approaching the Victory Team base step by step, and each step made the hearts of the Victory Team members more and more tense. Wherever the giant TV passed, the solid ground was like fragile tofu, and deep footprints were left. These footprints were like the evil marks left by the devil on the earth, witnessing its atrocities.

As its huge body moved, the dust it raised surged up like a sandstorm that covered the sky and the sun, spreading out and covering half of the sky with an overwhelming force. The dust in the sky was like a thick gray curtain, ruthlessly blocking the sunlight outside, plunging the whole world into darkness and silence. In this dim environment, the giant TV was like a moving dark fortress, carrying Huang Hongsheng's malice and ambition, firmly advancing towards the Victory Team base, giving people a sense of despair that the end of the world is coming, as if everything will be crushed and destroyed under its iron hoof.

Lin Feng's eyes were wide open, staring at the giant TV that was slowly moving towards the Victory Team's base. Every muscle was slightly tense due to tension, as if he was about to be ejected in the next second. His heart seemed to be grabbed by an invisible big hand, and his heart was beating wildly in his chest, as if it was about to burst through his chest. After just experiencing the thrilling encounter with the giant TV, his body was already exhausted. His muscles were sore as if they were deeply pierced by countless fine needles. Several wounds were still aching, as if a little devil was constantly gnawing at his nerves. But at this moment, all the fatigue and pain were thrown behind him. He had only one thought in his mind: the base must not be destroyed.

He turned around at the fastest speed, his movements were crisp and clear, without any drag. Captain Yang Xue beside him also had a serious face, his eyes fixed on the giant TV. Lin Feng's voice was as urgent as a lit firecracker, crackling in Captain Yang Xue's ears: "Oh no! It seems that the giant TV is targeting our base!" His voice was slightly out of tune due to nervousness, with a barely noticeable tremor, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were like beads that had broken off the string, sliding down his dusty cheeks one by one.

Under the action of gravity, these sweat beads fell rapidly and dripped onto the dusty ground. Every drop of sweat that fell was like a warning bell. In the silent and tense atmosphere, tiny mud flowers splashed. The blooming of the mud flowers seemed to be a brief freeze of time. At this moment, Lin Feng's worry and anxiety were infinitely magnified. His eyes were full of anxiety, and his brows were tightly twisted into a "chuan" shape, as if they could pinch a fly to death. In his deep eyes, the huge and terrifying figure of the giant TV and the precarious outline of the Victory Team base in the distance were reflected.

Captain Yang Xue's face turned pale instantly when she heard Lin Feng's words. Her lips trembled slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she was choked by the huge shock and worry. Her eyes quickly shifted from the giant TV to Lin Feng. Just in this brief look, the two of them had read the severity of the situation from each other's eyes. At this time, there was no need to say more. They all knew clearly that a crisis concerning the survival of the Victory Team was about to come, and they had to come up with a response plan in this limited time, otherwise, what awaited them would be a catastrophe.

Captain Yang Xue's face, which was originally as calm as still water, suddenly became like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake after hearing Lin Feng's warning words. Her two willow-like curved eyebrows instantly wrinkled into a ball, as if two small hills were raised between her eyebrows, and a deep ravine appeared between her eyebrows. In her eyes, panic flashed in the depths of her eyes like a frightened hare. Her bright eyes instantly lost their former calmness and confidence, replaced by a trace of tension and helplessness that was difficult to conceal.

But her years of experience as a captain and her strong sense of responsibility in her heart were like two bright lights that quickly lit up in this chaotic and dark moment. She took a deep breath, as if trying to swallow the fear and anxiety, and then quickly straightened her spine, and her whole body exuded an invisible power and majesty. Her hands, which were originally trembling, were also supported by this power, and she quickly and firmly picked up the communicator. The communicator in her hand seemed to be the only hope to save the base at this moment. She operated it skillfully, trying to break through the layers of crisis, contact the team members in the base, and inform them of the danger that was approaching like a demon.

However, reality was like a basin of ice-cold water, mercilessly extinguishing the flame of hope that had just been ignited. Due to the strong magnetic field interference released by the giant TV, the communicator seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible devil's hand, and only emitted a sharp and piercing noise that made people's eardrums hurt. The noise was like countless steel needles, piercing straight into people's brains, making people upset. At the same time, the screen of the communicator seemed to be swept by a sudden electronic blizzard, flashing with chaotic snowflakes, which were jumping and flashing wildly, as if wantonly mocking their powerlessness and despair.

Captain Yang Xue's expression became more solemn at this moment. Her fair face seemed to be covered by a layer of haze, losing all its color. Her lips were slightly pursed, forming a firm straight line, and her eyes revealed a deep understanding of the current predicament and a strong worry about unknown dangers. She knew very well that the situation at this moment was like a wild horse running away, and the degree of crisis was far beyond their initial expectations. Every second of delay could put the base into an irreparable situation.

At this helpless and urgent moment, she slowly raised her head and cast her eyes on Lin Feng beside her. In that look, there was helplessness, determination, and even more trust and expectation in fighting side by side. Her tone was steady and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, with unquestionable determination: "We must rush back to the base as soon as possible to inform everyone!" These short words, like the horn of the battle, sounded in this silent and dangerous battlefield, breaking the suffocating tense atmosphere, and also set a clear goal and direction for their next action.

Lin Feng nodded without hesitation, tightening his weapon, his eyes revealing a resolute look: "Captain, let's go!" The two of them rushed towards the Victory Team base like an arrow from a bow. Their figures shuttled through the ruins and smoke, their steps as fast as the wind, bringing up pieces of dust.

At the same time, in another corner of the city, in the control room hidden in the darkness, Huang Hongsheng stood quietly in the depths of the shadows, like an evil puppeteer whose soul was corroded by the power of darkness. The weak light penetrated in with difficulty, but could only outline a circle of vague outlines around the edge of his twisted figure, and his face was completely hidden in the ink-like darkness. Only his eyes flashed with a green and cold light like a ghost fire, which made people shudder.

Suddenly, a smile slowly spread across his face. That smile was not a human expression, but an extremely distorted, hideous expression that seemed to come from the depths of hell. The corners of his mouth tilted upwards in an almost exaggerated manner, revealing a row of grim teeth. His gums were pale from excessive exertion, and the muscles on his cheeks twisted and twitched wantonly like wriggling earthworms, as if he was dancing an evil dance of death. This smile was like a demon crawling out of the abyss of hell with endless darkness and pain. He exuded an evil aura so strong that it was enough to suffocate people. The aura was like a materialized black mist, lingering around him and slowly spreading, as if to drag the entire world into the darkness of no return.

"Soon I will completely eradicate your Victory Team!" His voice was low and hoarse, yet with a crazy high pitch. Every word seemed to be torn out from the depths of his rotten soul, filled with endless resentment and malice. The words echoed in the empty and silent control room, as if cast by an evil magic. Every echo was amplified and distorted, full of creepy madness and pride. The voice was like a sharp arrow, piercing straight through the wall and shooting towards the Victory Team base in the distance, as if announcing their doomsday in advance.

After saying this, his dry hands, like a pair of evil claws dancing in the dark, quickly and accurately danced on the control panel. With every press and every turn of his fingers, the giant TV seemed to be injected with endless evil power. Its already huge body shook violently, and then it moved towards the Victory Team base even more frantically like a mad prehistoric monster. Its speed suddenly increased, and every step it took was accompanied by a strong earthquake-like vibration. The earth trembled and groaned painfully under its weight. Under the pressure of this powerful aura, the surrounding buildings were like fragile toy houses built of building blocks, and they were all crumbling. Cracks spread like spider webs on the walls, and the window glass shattered instantly, turning into countless sharp fragments that fell to the ground like raindrops. Those buildings seemed to be wailing in despair, begging for forgiveness from this disaster. However, the giant TV showed no intention of stopping. It still moved forward towards the Victory Team's base with the momentum of destroying everything, leaving behind only ruins and endless despair.