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章 496: Chapter 493 | No Military Virtue, Female Commander.

NORAD Joint Command.

Command centre.

This was a temporary operation centre for 24-hour observation of the giant spaceship.

As soon as General Zod made any kind of movement, the message would be issued from here, quickly informing the militaries of each country and subsequently responding.

Just 2 minutes ago, an American soldier seemed to have found something and shouted, "The satellite has detected an unidentified flying object. It came out of the large spaceship!"

"Zoom in. I need a clearer image."

General Swanwick, who was in command, spoke with a heavy voice.

He was the highest commander of NORAD and a notoriously tough general in the Pentagon.

Whether it was Superman or Zod, who made public threats, the general didn't have any good feelings towards them.

Swanwick believed that this group of outsiders were up to no good, like a time bomb that could detonate at any moment, full of danger.

This was also the commonly held view of the military.

Most of the leaders in the military had experienced the Cold War and had some kind of psychological shadow.

Even without Superman and without General Zod...

The fierce and combative party of the Pentagon would also act like a paranoid person, looking all over the world for imaginary enemies of the United States.

"It's a suspicious aircraft!"

The U.S. soldier zoomed in on the image captured by the satellite and projected it on screen.

The alien craft was shaped like an arthropod and was extremely fast.

It was like a blurred residual shadow, making it impossible to see too clearly.

"Where is it heading?"

General Swanwick frowned.

'It hasn't been 24-hours yet, but Zod sent a craft out. What is he going to do?'

"Kansas!"

The soldier answered.

"The aircraft is flying over Kansas at a speed of 380 knots. They aren't responding to our hail and ignoring our warnings."

General Swanwick first breathed a sigh of relief. The aircraft wasn't going for any big cities or Washington, D.C.

Then, his dark face turned a little darker.

Without the permission of any country and without any legitimate reason, these guys trespassed into the airspace of the United States. This was simply unethical and deceptive.

General Swanwick picked up the phone and dialled the encrypted number of the Pentagon. He decided to give these unscrupulous alien visitors a taste of their own medicine.

"This is NORAD Joint Command, code name 'Trident'."

"A suspicious craft has intruded into Kansas with the intent to violate the personal safety of the local population. I need to mobilise a strike force of fighter jets."

"Remember! The target is extremely dangerous! We need to shoot on sight. They can't be taken lightly!"

...

...

Far away in the small town in Kansas, Clark was unaware that there was a Kryptonian craft on its way.

Like a real farmer, he carried an axe, cutting firewood that was then piled on a small hill.

"Ah, you really have a lot of strength."

Jonathan spoke with relief.

"You will certainly be a better farmer than me in the future."

Clark didn't even sweat after finishing his work.

This amount of exercise was equivalent to a walk after a meal. It was nothing at all.

"My biggest dream before was to inherit this farm and then fly a plane to spray pesticides in the field ..."

Clark said with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes. Childhood dreams were always simple.

"Now what? Planning to be a superhero?"

Jonathan asked.

These days, he and Clark had talked about their future ideas.

"Helping others gives me joy."

The young Superman nodded, looked at his adoptive father, and smiled, "You were the one who taught me that my arrival must have a meaning, right? I have some kind of mission."

"Although until now, I still don't know what it is, I'm no longer confused. I've found my path."

Jonathan understood, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face.

Clark wanted to talk about something else, like what's for dinner, or what's changed at school, or if Lana had looked for him...

But his ears slightly moved, as if he had heard the harsh roar of a high-speed flying object, causing friction in the atmosphere.

"Dad, go inside first."

A wave of alarm rose in Clark's heart. He urged Jonathan to hide in the house.

He squinted his eyes and looked in the direction where the sound was coming from.

'It's an aircraft!'

Almost instantaneously, it had arrived in the sky above the Kent farm.

Slowly landing, the hatch opened, and several figures in black armour appeared.

They are wrapped in a helmet-like breathing device, emitting a sense of oppression.

'A very familiar aura.'

Clark lowered his axe and observed the group of uninvited guests.

He could feel the intense hostility emanating from the other party and the unfriendly attitude.

"Who are you?"

Clark asked.

In any case, before a fight, he should always find out the other party's name and what kind of people they were.

"Kal-El ... Superman..."

The female commander in charge cocked her head and whispered.

She could tell at a glance that Clark was Kryptonian.

"I'm not the one you are looking for."

Clark shook his head.

He had previously wondered if it was his own people when he saw the alien ship descending on Earth.

But now, the young Superman denied this idea.

"My alien name is Kakarot, from the planet Saiyan."

Clark solemnly said so.

He never doubted what his older cousin said.

"What nonsense ..."

The female commander expressed a slight frown, feeling like she and her opponent were chatting in different languages.

"Kal-El, son of Jor-El, Kryptonian! General Zod orders you to hand over the Growth Codex!"

Clark also had a series of question marks on his head.

'Kryptonian?'

'Growth Codex?'

'What's that?'

"Where is the ship you took when you came to Earth?"

Seeing that, Commander Faora changed the way she questioned him...

Because it looked like the other party was unaware of the existence of the Growth Codex and had a puzzled look in his eyes.

Clark didn't answer, but he wasn't a good liar, subconsciously glancing at the barn on the Kent farm.

"I see."

Commander Faora nodded with satisfaction.

She slight bent her legs and jumped.

The whole person jumped up high into the sky as if she had springs on her feet.

Then like a cannonball, she crashed into the barn.

Boom!

The ground shook.

The thundering female commander opened the covered spaceship with her bare hands, and a cloud of dust came out.

After scanning for a few moments, Faora didn't find the Growth Codex. She crashed back out through the roof of the barn and landed in front of Clark.

"For the last time, where is the Growth Codex?"

This time, Commander Faora's attitude was much worse, and she seemed to have lost patience.

The Growth Codex was needed for the great goal of rebuilding krypton. There was absolutely no room for error.

"You trespassed into my home, smashed my property, and displayed such a hostile attitude ... I think you should be taught what it means to be polite."

Even Clark's good nature couldn't help but feel irritated by the female commander's unbridled behaviour.

"They're your family, aren't they?"

Krypton's Commander Faora seemed to smile. She looked beyond Clark and saw two humans in the house.

She walked up to the house and reached out to lift a jeep.

Clark, who was ready to continue to reason, paled, and his body jerked into the air, trying to deflect the car with both hands.

More than a ton of weight was sent flying. The young Superman, who did not adjust his posture in time, fell directly into the house.

...

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章 497: Chapter 494 | Various Reactions, Phantom Zone.

General Zod's high-profile speech immediately set off a wave of public opinion all over the world.

The assertiveness, coupled with what his presence represented, had alarmed the heads of state.

The giant ship was parked right on Earth's doorstep, and the military tried numerous means, yet none of them got a response.

The United Nations held an emergency meeting for this purpose, mainly in the hope that the five bullies ... No, the five permanent members would meet and discuss a solution.

"Kal-El ... Do we know the whereabouts of this person? We must find them quickly and try to avoid a war."

This was the opinion of the British representative.

"Half of the 24 hours given by the other party is left. Why don't we just find a way to shoot them down and drop a few nukes over there!"

This was the opinion of the Russian representative.

"What's the strength of that group of aliens? According to current observations, the other party is capable of interstellar teleportation and developing space weaponry... If that General Zod invades France first, how do we resist? Perhaps we should seek stability first and negotiate peace ..."

This was the opinion of the French representative.

It was courageous enough for them not to raise the white flag first.

"We're actively reaching out to Superman, as well as looking for leads on Kal-El, but ... we need time."

This was the opinion of the American representative.

"..."

The meeting failed to produce any implementable and effective solutions.

For General Zod and his group, the countries had too little information to deduce anything.

As for Superman, who was far away in Kansas, his phone was on the verge of being overloaded.

As the only known alien on earth, Clark was, unsurprisingly, viewed with suspicion by some.

No matter when and where conspiracy theories always had a market.

To sum up, there were a few statements circulating on the Internet, which were roughly summed up as 'Superman lured General Zod here'.

Officials at the Pentagon and the White House, for the moment, ignored the rampant rumours of public opinion and urged Superman to get to Washington, D.C., as soon as possible.

Conventional means couldn't get close to that giant ship.

The force field in the surrounding area was so disruptive that the probe ships and jets couldn't get close. They had to rely on communication waves to transmit information, but the other party had no intention of giving them any attention.

General Zod remained silent, except for his ultimatum for Earth.

Such silent contempt made the heads of state feel humiliated, offended and greatly irritated.

The Pentagon thought it would be a good idea to send Superman to intervene with them, thereby confirming his identity.

But unfortunately, no one could reach him.

"... We now know very little about the alien incident that took place not so long ago."

"The leader who calls himself General Zod has given the world a 24-hour ultimatum."

"The White House just held a press conference. Although the behaviour of these alien visitors is not friendly, please keep calm. No need to panic."

"At this moment, I believe that the same question exists in everyone's mind. Who is this Kal-El, and does he really exist? How did he stay hidden among us for so long?"

Turning off his cell phone, Clark ditched the government agents and returned to the Kent farm alone.

He heard the news coming from the TV, pushed open the door of his room and walked out of the house.

The paparazzi and reporters who were stationed at his family's home had left to chase new hot topics, and the family's life was considered quiet again.

'Another alien?'

'It can't be one of my fellow Saiyans, right?'

Clark looked up at the vast starry sky, and with his eyesight, he could easily see the giant spacecraft floating in orbit.

Somehow, there was a shadow lingering in the young Superman's heart, like a bad feeling of some kind.

'Who was the 'Kal-El' General Zod was talking about?'

His older cousin had sent a message earlier to disregard the call from the White House and the Pentagon.

So, Clark returned to his hometown, Kent Farm, and waited for further instructions from Luke.

"I wonder what happened to Luke...?"

The Kryptonian younger cousin muttered to himself.

...

...

At the North Pole.

The Kryptonian spacecraft.

Luke and Jor-El's conversation finally came to the topic of 'General Zod's arrival on Earth'.

"Zod? Why is he here? Wasn't he exiled to the Phantom Zone ..."

Jor-El was surprised when he learned the news.

Although he is just an intelligent consciousness, a piece of cold data...

But to some extent, he had all of Jor-El's memories. It was almost equal to the man being here himself.

"He escaped from the Phantom Zone. You should know him well enough to know Zod is capable of doing that."

Luke spoke with a smile.

The Phantom Zone was actually a dimension discovered by Krypton. It was regarded as a prison for holding and imprisoning dangerous criminals.

General Zod and his men were deprived of their freedom and thrown into the dark place for committing many crimes such as treason and insubordination.

Time was meaningless there, and one's own strength would be greatly weakened.

Day after day, year after year, the endless darkness would destroy the minds of criminals and eventually lead them to death.

"Zod is very dangerous! He must be stopped!"

Jor-El frowned. He and Zod had a delicate relationship of both enemies and friends.

The latter was the best general of Krypton and the most powerful warrior.

The reason why he wanted to find Kal-El must be for Krypton's Growth Codex.

"Don't be nervous. Zod wouldn't be able to cause too much chaos. He's going to place your son on the throne of superheroes."

Luke waved his hand to show that everything was under control.

With a few brief reassuring words, he pulled out the master key plugged into the ship's console. Jor-El's image then disappeared.

"Zod ..."

Luke walked out of the Kryptonian spacecraft and looked through the thick clouds to see the behemoth ship in orbit.

If it were a head-to-head match, the younger cousin would probably have a hard time defeating General Zod.

The 17-year-old Superman had limited strength, so it was impossible for him to compete with a Kryptonian, who had just arrived on Earth, as in the original plot.

General Zod's men were all Kryptonians with a warrior genetic template.

Just pick one out, and they could grind Clark to the ground.

"Uh-huh ..."

Luke suddenly narrowed his eyes as he saw a smaller spacecraft being released by the giant ship.

"Zod could find out who Clark is in such a short time? So efficient."

Superman had publicised his identity before, and videos about him were all over the Internet.

As long as General Zod noticed it, he could instantly understand that Clark was Kal-El.

"Their Target should be Kansas ... The first act of the show is already underway."

Luke smiled. Through his Super Vision, he didn't see Zod. It was a female commander, followed by two other Kryptonians.

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