## Chapter 30: Dinosaur Strikes
The phone in the command room rang.
Commissioner Gordon’s heart sank.
He abruptly pushed his chair back and stood up, his steps making a thudding sound as he walked towards the phone. He picked up the receiver with a thud and said, “Hello, this is Commissioner Gordon.”
A sense of foreboding filled his heart, and soon, that feeling reached its peak.
“What? You said you would use artillery bombardment? Are you kidding me?”
Cold sweat broke out on Jim Gordon’s forehead: “Why are you sending the remaining 20,000 people to their deaths? It’s pointless, it’s just going to increase casualties!”
He slammed his hand on the table: “I’ve already made a decision with Mayor Caro. Whose orders are you following?”
“Sorry, Commissioner Gordon, these are the orders I received.” The communications officer on the other side of the phone said politely: “And Commissioner Gordon, your command has been revoked, the troops are mobilizing now, they are going to…”
“Damn it, I’m going to find Caro!”
“Has he gone mad? I will never allow such a stupid…”
The door was flung open, two burly soldiers strode in, assault rifles slung on their backs.
The two intruders, armed with weapons, made everyone in the command room nervous. Many of Gotham’s police officers instinctively reached for their weapons.
The communicator in Gordon’s ear continued, “…and we apologize, to prevent you from taking any drastic actions, we must…”
The two soldiers chimed in: “…temporarily escort you to the detention room. We’re sorry, Commissioner. Please.”
Commissioner Gordon took off his glasses. He was no longer young, wrinkles had etched themselves on his face, and a touch of white hair had crept onto his temples.
The full body of muscles he had in his youth had begun to sag with the passage of time, and even his height had shrunk a little.
“Don’t stop me.” Gordon took off his glasses and stared intently into the eyes of the two tall soldiers: “Caro told me…”
“This is Mayor Caro’s order.” The soldier interrupted him politely but firmly: “And the Mayor’s order is that he doesn’t want to see you. I’m sorry, but we’re just following orders, Commissioner.”
They took the assault rifles off their backs and held them in their hands.
Gordon took a deep breath.
“Keep an eye on Bane’s three men.”
He instructed his men.
As Jim Gordon followed the two soldiers out of the makeshift command room, he saw a team after team of soldiers running towards the front under the shouts of their commanders in the setting sun, the roar of tanks and armored vehicles, and an endless stream of people on the long street ready for battle.
“That’s right, even if he’s stronger, he’s still just one person!”
“1! 2! 3!”
“Capture Bane alive!”
“Third Column! Third Column!”
“Don’t worry, soldiers! We’re all human, even if we all spit at him, we can drown Bane!”
Gordon regretted it.
Mayor Caro’s decision was definitely abnormal. If he hadn’t tried so hard to persuade Batman to avoid the National Guard, if Batman were here now…
He looked anxiously at the regular army surging like a tide.
Could they really defeat Bane?
“We have tanks.” A soldier beside him noticed his anxiety and couldn’t help but speak up: “20,000 soldiers, plus countless armored vehicles and 20 tanks, I hear this Bane guy is a super human, huh?”
“How many divisions can a super human fight?”
A soldier next to him chimed in, “We didn’t take him down with 2,000 people before, can’t we catch him with 20,000?”
What else could Gordon say? He sighed again.
“I hope so.”
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…
“Batman, are you going to make your move?”
Robin swallowed.
In the distance, Miss Vick was bound by a circle of vines around her feet. She used two samurai swords to brace herself against the ground, but to no avail, and she was finally pulled up into the sky with a shriek.
Welding Dog Hero charged forward, clutching the dead dog he somehow fished out again. But the next second he was knocked flying by a plant fist that surged from Plant Master’s feet, rolling dozens of times on the ground, his limbs twisted, but the next second he got up as if nothing had happened and charged forward again.
Robin whispered to Chen Tao: “Don’t think I don’t know, um…”
Originally, Robin wanted to say “Don’t think I don’t know you can now turn into a dinosaur and a car,” but he quickly realized that this Batman wasn’t the one he knew before, the Bruce Wayne who was good at beating people up, but a completely new persona.
So he changed his words and asked, “Do you have any intention of getting involved?”
On the other side, Plant Master took another bite of the swamp monster’s tuber, and countless trees and herbs frantically converged on his body, becoming part of him. His body, which was originally close to two meters tall, was gradually expanding, becoming more and more inhuman.
Chen Tao pondered for 0.1 seconds, then resolutely replied, “I’m not a fighter by nature.”
“Help! Batman!!! If you don’t come help me, I’m going to die!!! I’ll curse you for eternity in hell!!!”
Cheshire Cat was fighting Plant Master with the help of Vertigo Count and Death Shooter, but she was simply unable to hold on.
Seeing Batman and Robin standing by leisurely, pointing and talking, whispering to each other, and laughing softly from time to time, like elementary school students out on a spring outing, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger.
“I’m quitting!” She yelled: “I’m a cat! Not a donkey!”
She shouted: “If you don’t help, I’m going to lure this big guy over to your side!”
Miss Vick finally cut the vines that had pulled her up by the legs with her sword.
She was panting on the ground, her elegant and composed English lady demeanor gone.
“Right!” She agreed loudly: “We need help!”
She stuck her samurai sword in the ground and leaned against a tree, gasping for breath: “I really can’t do it anymore, I’m dizzy, the thing I hate most in the world is a roller coaster! Vomit! I feel like I’m going to…”
Before she could finish her sentence, she vomited a disgusting chunk of vomit at the base of the tree, a profound interpretation of the truth that even beautiful women can vomit.
Wait.
Tree?
As Miss Vick was pulled up into the air by vines again, accompanied by her screams, Chen Tao let out a long sigh and walked out slowly.
His demeanor was so exceptional, his expression so calm, Plant Master couldn’t ignore his presence.
Plant Master stopped what he was doing. He ignored Cheshire Cat, who was panting heavily on the side, and fixed his eyes on the man in front of him.
“Sigh, why do I always have to be the one to take action?” Chen Tao sighed.
He took a step!
In an instant, silver-white, illusory particles roared and groaned around him, his body suddenly towered.
Second step!
Sharp teeth and claws replaced his ordinary limbs, the silver-white particles rolled back, and on his arms, golden armors were forged.
Third step!
A green bat-suit dinosaur appeared where Chen Tao had been standing just now, roaring into the sky!
This scene, which was like a transformation of a Golden Saint Seiya, stunned Plant Master so much that he didn’t even have time to attack during the transformation.
“Crimson of Existence?”
(End of Chapter)
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