pjbooks Chapter 16
Chapter 16
10:17 AM.
Leon and Claire, on patrol, had a quick lunch on the street.
Homelander's election campaign was in full swing, but he ultimately chose to form a cooperative party with the Republican Party.
The reconstruction of New York is not yet over, but you can see GG signs with the image of the Fatherlanders on the streets, and followers dressed in the colors of the national flag are starting to warm up.
Walter bought half of the GG signs in town and used them to run Homelander's campaign slogan.
This is almost the hottest news recently, and the debate over whether mutants can be president is raging across the global internet.
However, Li Ang was just a junior policeman.
Having not seen Ye Ziqing for a long time, Li Ang had a deep impression of this woman, even though he had only met her a few times.
Li Ang was stuffing a fried beef patty he'd bought from a street corner food truck into his mouth when the police radio crackled to life next to the instrument panel.
The oil from the beef patties leaked out from the bottom of the paper bag.
"Don't get it on my car."
Claire shouted hurriedly, but the last few drops of oil still dripped onto his newly changed uniform trousers. He cursed and put the paper bag aside.
"A report has been received of a disturbance at Lestri High School in the Bay Ridge area of Brooklyn, with students injured. Nearby patrol units are requested to proceed to the scene."
Li Ang frantically grabbed the radio and pressed the call button: "Officer Li Ang, ID number 1127, is nearby. Proceed to confirm."
He hung the radio back on its stand and took a tissue to wipe his hands.
Claire had already started the car from the driver's seat.
Claire shifted into gear, and the tires screeched as they rolled over the road.
"Damn it, I'm not eating anymore." Li Ang crumpled the paper bag into a ball and threw it out the window.
Claire floored the gas pedal, and the police car sped off from the side of the road.
Claire drove fast and turned into the school gate in less than seven minutes.
The school here doesn't have a fence because it's in New York and the area isn't very big.
She parked her car in the visitor parking space at the school gate, turned off the engine, and engaged the handbrake.
Several police cars had already arrived on the street outside the school gate, their red and blue lights flashing alternately, and several uniformed police officers were dispersing the students pouring out of the school gate.
"What floor did the caller say they were on?" Claire opened the car door, her left hand instinctively resting on the M1911 at her waist.
"They didn't say the exact location." Li Ang also got out of the car and took his Glock 34x out of its holster.
Looking up at the square, gray building in front of him, he said, "They only said it was a riot, but we don't know the specifics."
Claire had already reached the school gate. She turned back and glanced at him, gesturing for him to hurry up and follow.
The two entered through the main entrance of the teaching building, and the corridor was in complete chaos.
The students surged toward the exit like a school of startled fish. Some lost their shoes in the process, some cried as they ran, and others took pictures of the buildings with their phones.
Judging from this, someone must be dead.
Li Ang pushed his way up against the flow of people, his shoulder brushing aside several people blocking his path, his Glock rifle pressed against his side with the muzzle pointing downwards.
He went up the stairs. Second floor, third grade, class C.
The doorplate was crooked, and the front door was half-open. He could see figures moving inside through the crack in the door. He raised his gun, turned sideways, and pushed the door open.
Blood was everywhere in the classroom—on the ceiling, on the walls, and on the desks.
Minced meat stuck to the fluorescent light tubes, and blood accumulated in small puddles on the ground.
Only one person remained standing.
The thing stood by the window, its back to the door, its body contorted in an unnatural way.
It wore an old plaid shirt, but its body was smooth and had a fish-like texture. It was covered in scales, stood three meters tall, had a green tail, and was covered in blood.
Like a lizard that evolved into a human.
It didn't turn around. Li Ang never expected that the tail could extend further, and it unexpectedly lashed against the wall.
"My back!"
Li Ang propped himself up, and Claire had already rushed into the classroom.
Her fighting style was simple and brutal. After firing an empty M1911, she punched the monster in the face, sending scales flying and black blood splattering all over the wall.
The monster took two steps back, then swept its tail across, smashing through a wall and sending brick fragments flying into the corridor.
Claire dodged the tail, but three cuts were still made on her stomach by the claws, and blood seeped out, soaking her shirt, but she didn't make a sound.
The monster pounced again.
The monster was unexpectedly difficult to deal with. Claire, this mutant, had several times the strength of an ordinary person with each punch. Even a concrete wall couldn't withstand more than a few blows. The monster was only knocked back without drawing any blood.
Li Ang hesitated whether to use the laser eye, knowing that things would definitely get complicated if it were exposed.
But Claire also seemed unable to defeat the monster.
Suddenly, a dark figure darted in through the window.
The thing crashed in front of the monster, and only after it stood up could you tell it was a person.
Judging from her figure, she was a woman, wrapped in a black bodysuit from head to toe, and her face was covered by a black mask.
The uniform had an extremely strange texture; it was definitely not made of normal fabric.
With a flick of her right hand, the uniform covering her entire arm turned into a pool of black liquid, instantly stretching into a tentacle as thick as an arm, which slapped the monster's face.
The monster was flung away, crashed through the window, and fell into the parking lot below.
Li Ang helped Claire up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
She was cursing under her breath; it seemed that failing to defeat this monster in the first wave was extremely insulting to this veteran.
The woman in black had already jumped out of the window.
Li Ang walked to the window and looked down. The monster had just gotten up from the ground when the girl arrived, her two tentacles slamming into the asphalt, creating two craters.
Claire also went to the window, tore off the hem of her blood-soaked shirt, revealing the three still-bleeding wounds on her abdomen. She then jumped out of the window as well.
Li Ang took a deep breath, turned around, rushed out of the classroom, and went down the stairs.
In the parking lot outside the building, Claire's second round of battle had begun.
The girl controlled four tentacles: two wrapped around the monster's legs, one locked its throat, and the other was swung around and whipped.
The moment the tentacles tightened, the monster was slammed to the ground, and a network of cracks appeared in the asphalt.
Claire rushed forward and punched the monster in the exposed abdomen, shattering scales all over the ground.
The monster's tail lashed out, and Claire raised her hand to block it, but was swept back several meters, her shoes leaving two black marks on the ground.
The monster broke free of its tentacles and opened its mouth to bite the girl.
Li Ang arrived.
He rushed out from the side, carrying Claire's M1911, loaded it with bullets, aimed it at the monster's forehead, and pulled the trigger repeatedly.
The first few bullets bounced off, but the later ones managed to penetrate the scales and get into the flesh.
The monster roared and shook its head, slapping at Li Ang, who quickly jumped back to dodge.
The girl in the black uniform retracted her tentacles, two wrapped around her arm, and the other two braced themselves on the ground, launching herself into the air.
She flipped in the air, and all four tentacles extended simultaneously, slamming down on the monster's back and smashing it into the asphalt ground, sending cement fragments flying half a meter into the air.
The monster wasn't dead yet. It crawled out of the pit, most of its scales gone, black blood everywhere, but it moved even faster.
It hurtled toward the girl, and the two of them crashed through a parked school bus, going in from the front and coming out from the back. The sound of the metal being torn was so loud it hurt your eardrums.
The girl fell to the ground, rolled twice, and then jumped up using her tentacles as a support. The uniform on her left shoulder was torn, revealing the skin underneath and a bloodstain.
Claire rammed into the monster from the side, her shoulder hitting its ribs, pushing it into the glass door on the first floor of the teaching building, shattering glass everywhere.
The two continued to wrestle in the hallway, and Claire was thrown against a locker, the metal dented into a human shape.
The monster is at a disadvantage.
The woman in black simultaneously pierced the monster's chest cavity with her four tentacles, tearing the monster's upper body into several pieces.
Black blood and entrails fell to the ground with a crackling sound.
The monster finally stopped moving.
The corridor fell silent, save for the heavy breathing of the three people.
Claire stepped out of the recessed storage cabinet and stretched her neck from side to side.
Li Ang looked at the woman in black and said, "Thank you for your help. May I ask who you are?"
The black figure did not answer. Its tentacles flew out to the wall outside the house and pulled her over. Li Ang watched her light and swift movements.
She used her tentacles to wander between the buildings.
Li Ang felt as if she were a Spider-Man who used venom instead of spider silk.