In fact, General Lane's proposal, which could be described as inhumane, had another purpose that could not be revealed to outsiders.
The information he received from Amanda Waller also included a detailed assessment of the Justice League and the superhuman abilities of Hawkman and others.
The conclusion shocked him: even in the face of a catastrophe like "Parallax," it seemed that only humans would suffer heavy losses.
These superhumans, on the other hand, were completely unaffected.
He couldn't help but start to ponder: what if human civilization encountered unprecedented destruction?
Would these so-called "superheroes"—yes, some self-media had already begun to call these people who could fly and burrow "superheroes"—use their abilities to establish their own power in a ruined human society?
Judging others by himself, General Lane felt that this was not impossible.
So, an idea popped into his head: why not take this opportunity to eliminate these superhumans along with the alien monsters?
His thinking was surprisingly consistent with Amanda's!
But it was an entire city of people; this decision was not that easy to make.
The generals present could calmly send millions of soldiers to their deaths on the battlefield; as long as the outcome was worth it, they would dare to do it.
But millions of civilians... this would ruin their political careers!
So the entire conference room became even more silent than before; no one wanted to speak, and no one dared to speak.
General Lane saw what they meant and couldn't help but sneer:
"Since everyone is unwilling to speak, for the United States, let me be the Sinner!"
As soon as he said this, the meeting immediately became lively.
Everyone praised General Lane, saying he was still sharp, brave enough to take responsibility, and the most resilient cornerstone of the United States, and so on.
They praised him as disgustingly as possible; since the biggest scapegoat had appeared, they only needed to follow.
But General Lane didn't care about his political future.
Or rather, compared to the "greater good" in his heart, a political future could also be sacrificed.
He firmly believed he was doing the right thing.
Thus, this plan, drafted by the operations staff and jointly signed by the generals with real power, was swiftly placed on the resolute table in the White House.
The President merely glanced at the plan and was so startled he almost jumped up.
Especially after seeing "Sam Lane" at the top of the signatures and the long list of names that followed, he felt his blood pressure rising!
He slammed the plan onto his aide's face, his spit directly spraying onto the other person.
"Is this the solution you came up with? Is this the plan to defend the nation that the U.S. Army came up with?"
"You are committing murder! No, this is outright Carnage! What do you take the lives of millions of citizens for?"
"God! All the Military bastards should be hanged!"
The aide lowered his head, not daring to wipe the spittle from his body, and only whispered:
"But this is the only way now!"
"Where are our aircraft carriers? Our planes? Our tank armored units? Our SEALs and Delta Force?"
"Has the country supported them for so long for nothing?"
The aide explained, "That alien monster possesses very strong psychic abilities; our Army can't even get close."
"And the air squadrons and carrier battle groups... the units closest to Coast City have already been infected by an unknown energy, and the casualties are truly heavy!"
"Mr. President! The United States has reached its most dangerous moment, although currently only one city is affected."
"But when those demons have devoured Coast City, they will advance to other parts of All America; that will be the true end of the World!"
"We don't have much time left; please make a decision, Mr. President!"
The aide bowed deeply, his words earnest.
The President was stunned; he couldn't believe the situation had reached such a degree.
How long had it been? The United States was already on the brink of destruction?
He slumped onto the armchair, and it took him a while to come to his senses. He said in a hoarse voice:
"Is this... really the only way?"
The aide nodded slowly but firmly. The President closed his eyes in pain, then wearily waved his hand: "Go prepare."
Upon hearing the order, the aide quickly opened the office door; someone was already waiting outside with a black briefcase.
So, you were already prepared, the President sighed inwardly.
This scene today would surely become an indelible stain on his political history!
The staff opened the briefcase, revealing a keyboard-like mechanical structure with a red button in the center.
After the professional staff completed the operation, and the President passed fingerprint, voiceprint, iris, and even DNA verification, he placed his finger on the red button.
He couldn't help but make the sign of the cross over his chest: "May the Lord forgive our sins..."
Then he resolutely pressed the button.
When the White House issued the nuclear weapon activation signal, the first person to receive it was not someone in the nuclear Base, but Dane.
Cortana received this signal and immediately sent it to him.
Dane immediately ordered Cortana to quickly publish this shocking fact through Kuaishou, Feixun, and other social software under Vanguard.
Then he announced on the JLA public channel:
"I just received news from Cortana; the Military has activated nuclear weapons, and in about ten minutes, it will arrive over Coast City."
A collective gasp resounded through the channel.
"How dare they do this! There are still many innocent civilians here!"
Wonder Woman cursed the Military for its inhumanity.
Clark also looked furious, but the Parallax creatures here were endless.
For every creature killed, two humans suffered.
Perhaps this was why the Military came up with such an idea?
But it was useless!
If Hector, possessed by Parallax, didn't die, he could simply hide elsewhere and continue his operations; killing these creatures was meaningless.
Hawkman was not connected to the JLA channel, but he had his own intelligence sources.
So, after the nuclear weapon was launched, he knew about it even before Coast City's officials.
Then he called Amanda and immediately started cursing: "What the hell are you doing!!!"
But Amanda only hastily said, "I don't know either," and then hung up... Her goal had been achieved, and she was already having a helicopter take her directly away.
"Shit!"
Hawkman now regretted supporting this woman; he never expected her to be so cunning and so ruthless!
Soon, all social software under Vanguard simultaneously exposed the Military's conspiracy, and the whole World was instantly in an uproar.
The nuclear powers finally understood what the U.S. was going crazy about; they were just a hair's breadth away from launching a nuclear counterattack!
Now they saw, oh, it was bombing itself, so it's fine.
Countries secretly watched the show, and at the same time, leaders of various countries expressed their deep condolences for the events happening in the U.S.
The public had their small candles ready, just waiting for the nuclear bomb to explode to see a World-class fireworks display.
Then they would post a beautiful heart-shaped picture on their Moments or Kuaishou.
At this moment, the newly appointed Green Lantern, Hal Jordan, finally flew out of the wormhole and returned to Earth.
When he flew to Coast City, he found that his city was now in a mess, with countless monsters and dead bodies.
"Mom! Carol!"
He quickly rushed towards his home, only to find that it had become a ruin.
He was stunned, then, clutching to his last shred of hope, he rushed to Carol's residence, only to find it engulfed in Fire.
This almost drove him mad!
Just as his mind was about to collapse, Dane teleported to his side using magic.
"What are you doing?"
Hal turned his head, his eyes bloodshot and red: "Mom and Carol, they..."
"They are fine; they have already been evacuated by members of the Justice League beforehand."
Dane shook his head; so it was about this.
Then, in a blur, Hal immediately approached him and grabbed his arm.
"Really?! Really?!"
Dane decided to let facts speak for themselves. He took out his communicator and showed Hal.
It showed the Hall of Justice, where Hal's mother and Carol were anxiously watching the disaster in Coast City, accompanied by Zatanna.
"That's great, that's great... 0.2" Hal felt all his strength drain away, almost collapsing.
"This is no time to rest; the disaster in Coast City is not over yet, stand up!"
Hal subconsciously straightened up.
"What did you come back for?"
"To save Coast City."
"Then go do it! A tactical nuclear bomb is on its way."
"The only way to solve this crisis is to find Hector."
"Hector?" Hal was startled; he clearly didn't know what his former friend had done.
Dane nodded: "That's right, I told you about the Emotional Spectrum."
"But I didn't mention the other Emotional Spectrum colors; this Coast City incident is the power of the yellow light, which represents the fear of life."
"And Hector has now merged with Parallax, the Emotional Spectrum beast of the yellow light, but he's hiding."
"Even we would have a hard time finding him for a while, but you're different, Hal."
"There's a connection between the Emotional Spectrum colors; you might be our breakthrough to find him."
"Go, find him! Then, deal with him as you see fit."
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