The fighter pilot had never seen anything so unbelievable.
He was clearly flying the aircraft, yet it was attacked by a giant monster.
But what shocked him the most was that even under the giant's violent shaking, the aircraft only wobbled for an instant and then froze in midair.
"I swear to God, this wasn't me!"
Whenever the pilot later recalled the incident, he would repeat this sentence every time.
Indeed, if an aircraft was fixed in the air, aside from the pilot, who else could possibly control the entire machine?
That was a perfectly logical conclusion, yet something that defied common sense had happened.
The pilot clearly saw on the instrument panel that the aircraft's engine suddenly shut down, which meant they would be forced to land.
The rigorously trained pilot instantly ran through the operating procedures in his mind, but when he tried to carry out certain actions, he froze again.
The altimeter showed that the aircraft's altitude had not changed at all.
His physical senses even told him that at this moment, the aircraft was as stable as if it were parked on the ground.
But looking at the instrument panel where even the emergency lights had gone out, the pilot really wanted to say, "Unless this is a miracle. Otherwise, I wouldn't even believe what happened myself!"
Even an Apache helicopter equipped with weapons and combat command modules did not weigh more than ten tons.
This weight was like a toy under Corin's level-4 magnetic control. Fortunately, he did nothing else, only holding the aircraft in midair.
With Corin's current level of magnetic control, performing any more delicate operations was still very difficult.
General Ross truly lived up to his reputation as a veteran of the political arena. When it came to thick skin, even Corin had to admire him.
The old man came up to Corin warmly and said in a kindly tone, "Mr. Cockroach, I may not have expressed my thoughts clearly just now."
"I was thinking about whether five hundred million was worthy of you taking action personally…"
"How about this, I'll take advantage of the situation. Still five hundred million!"
"Deal with that big gray guy."
"In addition, I will personally hire you as a special consultant to the U.S. Army."
"Any matters the military has will prioritize cooperation with you."
"The price is negotiable."
Corin looked at General Ross in surprise at the completely different attitude from before. The change was incredibly smooth.
He had not even found a chance to raise the price.
Although he failed to fleece more money, having a job and getting paid, plus establishing a connection with the well-funded military, was still a decent outcome.
Corin stood up and stretched his body.
Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!
A series of joint-popping sounds echoed through the aircraft.
"It's my honor, General."
Just as Corin's gaze searched for Abomination, preparing to head straight for him, General Ross quietly whispered into Corin's ear, "Mr. Cockroach, Banner… Hulk, could you also help me capture him while you're at it?"
'Oh~ this old bastard is really something.'
'Banner had just jumped out of the aircraft alone to save the situation for you, hard-fighting Abomination, and now you're already thinking about capturing him again for more experiments?'
'It seems Ross still has not given up on his plan.'
Hearing this, Corin smiled politely, "Sorry, General. That's a different price."
With that, he locked his gaze onto Abomination, leapt forward, and left the aircraft.
Not long after Corin left the aircraft, a sudden change occurred.
The reason was simple. The one controlling the aircraft's suspension in midair had left. The engines were stalled and failed to restart after repeated attempts.
The aircraft began to fall freely.
Everyone let out an instinctive cry.
Corin, flying toward Abomination, heard the panicked shouts behind him and suddenly remembered that he was the one controlling the aircraft. He quickly turned several throwing knives into a crude platform to stand on.
He raised his hand and remotely slowed the aircraft's descent more and more, until it landed rather unsteadily on the rooftop.
Bang!
Corin's unfamiliarity with magnetic control directly caused the aircraft to lose control about five meters above the rooftop, crashing straight down.
Fortunately, there were no casualties.
Having dealt with the aircraft, Corin finally had time to turn his attention back to the gray-white gigantic figure, Abomination.
At this moment, Hulk was still entangled in a back-and-forth slugfest with Abomination, but he remained at a disadvantage.
That was it. Hulk's Achilles' heel, Betty Ross, was being protected very well. This failed to trigger Hulk's protective instinct and combat power in a critical moment. The fact that he had held on until now was already commendable.
Never mind Hulk for now. The target of the commission was Abomination.
This guy had considerable strength and strong regenerative ability, practically a reinforced version of Iron Monger.
This once again gave Corin the urge to test his own skills.
Leaping down from the metal platform, Corin decided to test the waters first.
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After being slapped away by the giant iron plate, Abomination felt shock, suspicion, and excitement all at once, 'Where did this mysterious expert come from?'
Although the iron plate had not caused him much damage, the immense force was very real, and it ignited Abomination's desire to fight.
Unlike Hulk's instinctive fighting driven by rage, Abomination possessed Blonsky's rational mind.
With his confidence swelling, he had already locked onto Corin as his new target to defeat.
He wanted to defeat this mysterious powerhouse.
He wanted to prove that he was the strongest.
But Hulk, who kept charging at him, made him impatient, "You're no longer my opponent…"
He kicked Hulk away, "Where are you? The one controlling the aircraft! I want to challenge you!"
At that moment, a figure came whistling toward Abomination, "I hear you're looking for me?"
Before the words even finished, a punch descending from the sky, carrying tremendous force, struck Abomination squarely in the chest.
Boom!
Abomination's massive body turned into a cannonball, blasted backward nearly two city blocks before stopping, smashing through countless walls along the way.
Corin focused his gaze, his enhanced vision rapidly zooming in on Abomination's chest.
On the battered body, a fist-sized hole was gushing blood. Around the hole was a circular dent about half a meter wide, visibly regenerating.
Corin had not expected that with his current body, using only fifty percent strength would result in just a light injury?
'You really can't underestimate the heroes of the world.'
With that thought, Corin drew a throwing knife, gathered his strength, turned, and hurled it.
He used eighty percent strength.
He had tried before. When he threw with full power, the knives would shatter.
Whoosh!
The throwing knife, carrying enormous kinetic energy, pierced through three layers of air shockwaves, breaking the sound barrier as it flew toward the target.
The blade rapidly eroded during its high-speed flight.
It finally pierced through Abomination's shoulder, spraying a large amount of blood.
Abomination's chest had just recovered when his shoulder was instantly penetrated by a red-hot, broken throwing knife. The remaining force pushed him back dozens of steps.
In the end, he stomped out more than a dozen large craters in the ground before completely stopping the knife's momentum.
But the transparent hole left in Abomination's shoulder quickly regenerated before the naked eye.
This made Corin sigh, 'Such high defense, thick health, and fast recovery.'
Thinking this, Corin stopped using throwing knives and decided to test the toughness of his steel body.
So he stood in place, no longer moving, quietly waiting for Abomination to attack.
Abomination was thrown into chaos by the sudden attack, tumbling hundreds of meters before barely getting up, only to be struck again.
Fortunately, although the attack was fierce, it had not hit a vital spot, and his regeneration was excellent.
This put Abomination somewhat at ease.
As a battle maniac, how could he accept only taking hits without striking back?
He began sprinting from hundreds of meters away. By the time he reached Corin, he was like a high-speed train.
Clang!
Abomination swung his fist with full force, smashing it straight into Corin's upper body, producing a loud metallic crash.
Corin, who took the punch head-on, was pushed backward by the massive kinetic energy, his feet carving deep furrows into the ground.
"Some power there!"
Feeling the obvious impact, Corin nodded slightly, giving Abomination's strength a bit of acknowledgment.
Abomination, on the other hand, wore a look as if he had seen a monster, because, "My hand bones were just shattered by the collision of that punch?"
When he finally saw clearly the figure he had punched far away, Abomination's pupils suddenly shrank, "It's him!"
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