Methinks that Clark needs to go to France ASAP and put a permanent stop to that Hadron Collider!
I loved how those Burmese soldiers fired and fired and fired on Clark, only to find this:
The other soldiers kept firing for a few moments, but the gunshots began to stutter and then die off. For a long moment the figure stood motionless, smoke rising from its right hand.
Then it stepped forward, moving directly toward the Burmese sergeant who just moments before had been refusing to give the MSNBC crew an interview. To the man's credit, he rose stiffly and stood at attention as the garish figure stood less than three feet away from him.
For the first time it spoke. It spoke in Burmese for a moment and stared at the sergeant, who nodded.
It dropped the mass of metal in its hand to the ground and then took off, flying directly upward faster than the eye could see.
Hah! Clark is an "it"! Haven't those Burmese soldiers ever read comic books?
Nelson turned to his native guide and said, “What did he say?”
The guide was still staring into the air. For a moment it looked as though he wasn't going to answer, but finally he said, “He said "Put any name on it you want. Just get it to the people who need it.'”
The camera zoomed in on the steaming mass of metal on the ground; bullets crushed and fused together, then zoomed on the soldiers unloading the desperately needed supplies.
Even the Burmese soldiers know when to comply!
“We've traced the first two incidents to trial runs for the project,” Agent White said. “The first trial was aborted after a period of several seconds, and the second lasted almost a minute. In neither case was the system fully operational. However, the system was not running during the last incident.”
The Hadron Collider! Oh no!!!
“It's an aftershock,” Dr. Ledderman said, leaning forward. “I'll have to look at the data, but I suspect that the places where the storms are forming don't completely close, at least not right away. We've managed to punch our way through to the other side and maybe there's a delay before there's a backwash of energy, reopening the rift.”
An aftershock! Like when there's been an earthquake!!!
Falling to the ground, his mother began to cry. A moment later his father and uncle had caught up to them.
It was the second explosion that caught the adults' attention, followed by a third and a fourth.
The man in the red cape was walking through the forbidden fields staring at the ground in front of him. From time to time something exploded; sometimes so close to the man than it made the adults gasp.
At one point the man stood for a moment and then stomped slightly on the ground. The explosion was loud, but it didn't seem to affect the man at all, although it set the hem of his cape on fire. The man didn't seem to notice and the fire quickly went out, leaving only charred edges.
It was over in less than three minutes. The man in the costume walked toward the group of them.
“Those are all I can see,” he said. “I'm pretty sure it is safe at least out to the second ridge.”
Clark cleared a minefield in Iran? I didn't know there were that many minefields in Iran.
Slamming on the brakes, Private Jacobson stared at the brightly costumed figure standing in the middle of the road. He ignored the cursing of his team, and a moment later several of them were spilling out of the car, weapons at the ready.
This was a poor spot for an ambush; bombs had leveled the buildings for a thousand yards in all directions leaving only rubble and very little in the way of cover.
The man standing in the middle of the road ignored their shouted demands to surrender, and instead he kicked a box standing next to the road.
The explosion was hot enough to be felt even from a hundred feet away. They ducked and ran for cover, only to stop and stare. As the fires died away, the man in the Superman costume still stood in the same position, although the lower part of his cape had burned away.
He looked at the cape, sighed and then shot directly into the air.
But this must be Iraq, and Clark destroying an IED.
The film shook unpleasantly, obviously taken by a hand held camera. Bodies were lying scattered on the ground, and as the camera moved it proved to be worse than anyone could expect. Room after room of the dead, their skins blue and cyanotic.
“How many?” Dr. Ledderman asked.
“Two hundred and twelve.” Agent White said. “There were seventeen survivors on the outskirts of the event who managed to get to their breathing equipment in time.”
Lois stared at the scene at the refinery, and something tugged at her mind. “Aren't these scenes from the gas leak in Denver?”
“It was the most plausible explanation,” Agent White said. “But these people were asphyxiated by chemicals not in use in the plant.”
“What sort of chemicals?” Dr. Ledderman asked. “Methane?”
“There were traces of methane,” Agent White said, “But hydrogen sulfide was what killed these men.”
Poisonous gas has leaked through a rift?
“It killed everything within a thousand yard radius, and we've found small animals injured and dead at twice that distance.” Agent white said. “People in Denver five miles away were able to smell the scent of rotten eggs.”
“So how long would someone have to breathe this stuff before it killed them?” Lois asked.
“We're estimating the concentration in some parts of the plant to have reached twelve hundred parts per million,” Agent White said. “Anything over a thousand parts per million, one whiff and you're dead.”
“The people on the outside edges didn't get out?” Lois asked.
“Low concentrations smell like rotten eggs,” Ledderman said. “But anything over two hundred fifty parts per million deaden the sense of smell, so those on the outskirts wouldn't have known that anything was wrong until it was too late.”
“I thought people on plants like that carried gas detectors,” Lois said.
“Most of them carried badges to detect poison gases,” Agent White said. “Seventeen managed to get to gas masks. Twelve of those are already dead. The survivors are likely to have lasting problems.”
Horrible! Those rifts
have to be closed.
“So essentially you are saying that after all the presumably earthlike worlds we've been connected to, we finally hit one where a planet like Jupiter is on the other side?” Lois said, interrupting him.
“It's only going to get worse,” Dr. Ledderman said. “Between the first test and the second, the number of rifts increased geometrically. If they come into full operation, there will be even more rifts and each new one has the risk of bringing just this kind of thing across.”
How dense are those Hadron Collider people? They have run two tests and the world is going crazy already... but of course, they wouldn't know about the "incidents",, because authorities everywhere are keeping a tight lid on things, doing their best to make sure that no one should have a clue about what's going on? :rolleyes:
A moment later he'd found it. MSNBC was running footage of a brightly colored figure being fired upon by Myanmar troops.
Agent White was gritting his teeth. “Your boy just caused six separate diplomatic incidents, including accusations by the Chinese and Russians that the United States is launching missiles toward Asia.”
He turned to her and said, “Since when did he think it was ok to start world war three?”
Come on!!! Even in China and Russia they know the difference between Superman and a missile!
Right now Clark needs to put that Hadron Collider where the sun doesn't shine. Oh, wait, it is underground already... well, he sure as heck needs to make that thing inoperable!
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The Hadron Collider...
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...it's got to stop!!!
It can't be long, either, until the whole world knows that Superman is here. And everyone is going to know that Superman has found Lois Lane, too. I just wonder if they will grant an interview together, telling the world that they ar leaving it for the greener pastures of Clark's home world.
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