Last night, after Hawk left Calvin Cemetery, his Little Universe fully activated, and he charged forward.
His destination was clear.
New Mexico, General Ross's hometown, the Ross Manor, and the Ross family cemetery behind the manor.
Revenge must be exacted!
Since Thaddeus Ross dared to dance on his sister's grave, Hawk would grant Thaddeus Ross his wish and blow up all the graves in his family.
Preparation ensures success; lack of preparation leads to failure.
Hawk, who always liked to think comprehensively when doing anything, had already collected Thaddeus Ross's information online.
Things like family manors and cemeteries are all public information.
So...
With his Little Universe fully activated, Hawk charged all the way to New Mexico, destroyed the Ross family cemetery, then turned around again, charging towards Quantico.
He spent less than three hours charging from the east to New Mexico in the west, and now he spent another three hours charging from the west back to Quantico in the east.
Simply destroying the Ross family cemetery was not enough to extinguish Hawk's rage.
Instead, it made his anger surge even higher.
On one hand, Thaddeus Ross sent people to try and dance in front of his sister's grave, which had already sealed Ross's death sentence in his heart.
Ross was doomed, the kind even Jesus couldn't save.
On the other hand, Hawk wanted to solve the problem once and for all, kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, and eliminate future troubles.
He might be kind, but he didn't want others to mistake his kindness for weakness, leading them to provoke him impudently.
Hawk didn't have the Roswell time to play such boring games with them.
He was very busy.
Vibranium.
Finding the entrance to hell.
And...
The Reality Stone.
Just now, while celebrating Christmas with his sister Anna, Hawk was already thinking about whether he should continue attending university after the New Year.
After all, he had already received an invitation letter from New York University Law School, and he had already earned enough credits to graduate from Midtown High School.
Theoretically, he didn't actually need to attend school anymore; he just needed to participate in a graduation day.
So he was already thinking about whether to go directly to Africa when school started next year, he had no time to play games with these irrelevant people.
Therefore.
Strike one blow, to avoid a hundred blows!
If he was going to hit, he would hit them hard this time, so hard that they wouldn't dare to look east again.
The most important point.
During Christmas, Anna gave him a Christmas gift, telling him the location of Abomination.
And it was at Quantico Military Base, to be precise, in an underground prison at Quantico Military Base.
Hawk was just thinking about whether to deal with Abomination or Vibranium first after the New Year.
Now it was settled.
No need to think anymore, Quantico had already thought for him, even finding a reason for him.
So!
From New York City to New Mexico, and from New Mexico to Quantico, Hawk, who had been charging all the way, slowed his pace slightly upon reaching Maryland, spent some time adjusting his state, and then once again fully unleashed his Little Universe.
Five seconds ago!
Hawk, charging with anger, leaped from the hill behind Quantico Military Base, looking down, aimed at the Quantico Military Base below, and accompanied by his roar that echoed throughout the entire Quantico Military Base, he threw his most powerful punch to date, one that had been brewing for six hours.
"Thaddeus Ross!"
"Come out and die!"
"Boom!"
Hawk threw his right punch.
In an instant, time disappeared, space froze, a fist Shadow emerged from his right fist, and as it moved towards a five-story building in the Quantico Military Base below, time shattered, and even space, under this fist Shadow, cracked like glass.
The next second.
When this fist Shadow landed on the surface of that five-story building, the latter also cracked like fragile glass.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The moment the building exploded, the sound followed closely, and the violent explosion completely reverberated throughout the entire Quantico Military Base.
After several months, this military Base, located on the edge of the district, next to the Federal Bureau of Investigation Academy and the CIA Langley Center, had its enemy attack alarm sounded once again.
The building was shattering.
The ground was shaking.
That five-story building was collapsing and shattering at a visible speed, and even the ground around it seemed to have been violently struck from the sky by something non-existent, causing the ground to sink.
If one were to look down from above, they would find a huge fist-shaped crater formed on the ground centered around the collapsing five-story building.
Buzz!
Quantico's fighter jets instantly took off, and seeing Hawk drawing an arc in the air and falling towards the Base, they quickly intercepted him.
"Target sighted, request to fire!"
"Fire!"
"Received!"
The fighter pilot banked the jet, and the missiles carried beneath the fuselage ignited and launched, instantly whistling towards Hawk, who was in a state of freefall.
Hawk, still falling, looked at the incoming missiles and extended his right hand.
"Clang!"
"What?"
The pilot's eyes widened, staring in disbelief at Hawk, who had wrapped his right hand around the missile.
Eyes met.
Hawk looked at the pilot in the fighter jet, a smile playing on his lips, and as he landed, he suddenly squeezed the missile in his right hand.
Boom!
The missile ignited, and brilliant Fire instantly enveloped Hawk, then shot up into the sky.
The fighter pilot's face lit up with joy.
"It worked?"
"Bang!"
A streaking light shot out from the flames rising from the ground, reaching the fighter jet in the blink of an eye, and with a thud against the nose of the plane, the pilot, whose face still held an expression of surprise, watched the scene before him with eyes like an earthquake.
Hawk, who had directly leaped onto the nose of the fighter jet, gave a charmingly evil smile to the pilot, who was staring at him.
The pilot subconsciously flicked the emergency ejection device beside him with his right hand.
But...
Hawk's fist was faster.
Boom!
The pilot's head exploded along with the shattered windshield, and the out-of-control fighter jet plummeted like a falling leaf, spinning left and right, towards the military Base's fuel depot.
Rumble!
A more violent explosion sounded, flames shot into the sky, sparks flew, and accompanied by the ground's renewed tremor, the flames erupting from the fuel depot, like a fiery dragon, instantly engulfed a dozen Federal soldiers whose expressions were like they had lost their mothers, as they desperately ran towards a safe zone.
At the same time.
Along with the violent flames soaring from the Base's fuel depot, Hawk, who had already left when the fighter jet lost balance, once again landed steadily, standing on the ground of the Base.
Rumble!
Hawk's heart stirred as he saw a dull yellow tank driving towards him from not far away.
The tank's body suddenly shook, and its thick cannon barrel retracted backward, followed by a loud bang as a shell fired, hitting the ground in front of Hawk with a thud, and flames accompanied by smoke instantly enveloped Hawk.
As is well known.
No damage with smoke.
Just as the soldiers inside the tank were preparing to reload, Hawk, shirtless, once again shot out from the smoke, reaching the tank in the blink of an eye.
Hawk's left hand directly crushed the tank's extended cannon barrel, while his right fist, under the watchful eyes of the tank's observation window, slammed into the tank's body.
The tank was not blown away.
Hawk's fist sank into it as if into a block of tofu, his entire arm disappearing within a breath, and then his right hand opened, grabbing the bewildered driver inside.
The next second.
Hawk pulled the driver back, and after a series of squelching sounds like squeezed pork, a head that looked as if it had been cut into a thousand pieces was pulled out.
It proved that the tank's body might be tofu to him.
But not to others.
The other soldiers inside the tank stared with wide eyes at the inhuman scene unfolding before them, especially as the image of a person being forcibly squeezed out of a fist-sized hole replayed in their minds, they went completely insane.
They were truly insane.
Just then.
"Whoosh!"
An air-to-ground missile struck, making a sidewinder sound, then directly hit the tank in front of Hawk.
The exploding tank jumped in place, covered in flames.
Hawk looked up.
Another fighter jet, but this one was smart; after firing its missile, it didn't hesitate, immediately maneuvering and roaring away from its original position.
Rumble!
Inside the Base's tank depot, with the roar of tracks, one dull yellow tank after another drove over from not far away, then dispersed.
But the muzzles of these tanks, without exception, were all aimed at Hawk.
As whistling sounds echoed in the sky, three more newly airborne fighter jets arrived at the scene and immediately opened fire.
Three air-to-ground missiles were fired first.
Bang, bang, bang, bang!
The tanks on the ground shook, and with the deafening sound of shells being fired, several shells followed closely, attacking Hawk.
Hawk scoffed.
"Whoosh!"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Explosion.
Fire.
Deep crater.
And...
Boom!
A dull yellow tank made a deafening sound, then crashed backward with a rumble into a barracks behind it.
The barracks exploded on impact.
Next...
The second, the third, the fourth.
Hawk's figure moved like a ghost among the tanks.
Did you think he would take the hits head-on?
What are you thinking?
Hawk just wanted to show off his durability just now, to tell these people in this way that their weapons were useless against him.
Now that the durability demonstration was over, it was time to display his power.
No.
It should be called displaying might!
To show off one's power and display one's prestige!
Hawk wanted to clearly and plainly tell these people an obvious fact through this war.
That is—
He was not Hulk!
Killing you all is like slaughtering pigs and dogs!
So!
Hawk went all out!
Displaying might!!!
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