[Marvel: I Summon Heroes From Various Worlds] Chapter 11 (Patreon)

"Kamehameha!"

A powerful yell resonated through the air, and an energy beam blasted past Wolverine's whiskers, striking a helicopter directly and blowing it apart in a spectacular explosion.

"I don't have to wait to be a soldier; I am one now."

With a confident stance, Hawking turned to a stunned Wolverine and declared his prowess.

Both Colossus and the students who had not yet entered the hidden passageway were utterly astonished by Hawking's display of the Kamehameha wave, reminiscent of Cyclops's optic blasts.

"Captain, how many did we capture?"

Meanwhile, atop the school, in the devastated cerebral enhancement room, William Stryker removed the helmet of the cerebral enhancer and queried a sergeant at his side.

The sergeant's face held a trace of embarrassment: "None so far, sir. Two formidable individuals thwarted our efforts, freeing the captives and even damaging one of our helicopters."

"Disassemble this equipment and take it back to base. Leave some men behind to capture as many mutants as possible; they will be useful for testing this device."

Stryker frowned, having not anticipated such resistance from the students after capturing Professor Xavier and dispatching the school's teachers.

With Xavier in custody and the machine relocated, they could utilize his mutant son's abilities to control Xavier, potentially annihilating all mutants on Earth.

"Yes, Colonel!"

The highly trained soldiers quickly dismantled the main components of the cerebral enhancer and, along with Stryker, boarded a transport aircraft, leaving a few to continue the operation.

However, it wasn't long before the sergeant's walkie-talkie filled with the screams of his men falling to the hands of the school's defenders.

"Freeze, hands up!"

On the second floor, Rogue and two others had barely evaded a group of soldiers when they were cornered by another squad.

Facing a dozen rifles, the young mutants were paralyzed by fear, too scared to use their powers.

Just as the soldiers switched to tranquilizer guns, intent on capturing them, a furious battle cry descended from above.

"To hell with you!"

"Take my staff!"

Wolverine and Hawking appeared from above, launching themselves into the fray. Wolverine's blades sank into hearts and throats, using the bodies as shields against bullets, swiftly taking down six soldiers. When he moved to strike a seventh, he found no more standing—an entire squadron incapacitated by Hawking alone.

"Kid, well done!"

Clearing the bodies from his claws, Wolverine couldn't help but commend Hawking again. Throughout their encounter, Hawking had demonstrated not just powerful energy attacks but also superior combat skills and physical prowess, impressing even the battle-hardened Wolverine.

"Don't call me kid!"

Hawking sheathed his Power Pole, rolling his eyes at the familiar nickname. He understood Wolverine meant no harm by calling him "kid" due to his youthful appearance and tail, resembling a small monkey.

"What should I call you then, Giant Ape, maybe?"

Wolverine joked, knowing full well the reference wouldn't sit well but couldn't resist teasing.

"Whatever you like."

Hawking shrugged, resigned to the nickname but mentally noting to show his true strength when necessary, shifting out of his diminutive form.

"Wolverine!"

Seeing Wolverine, Rogue ran up to him. He had been a comforting presence during her times of loneliness and need.

"Now's not safe, follow us to the escape route," Wolverine said, releasing her and turning to address the situation.

As they secured the last students into the safety of the hidden passageways, explosions erupted from the three helicopters Hawking targeted with his Power Pole, impressively manipulated to collide with each other.

Though effective, the Kamehameha wave was draining, and Hawking was mindful not to overuse his energy, considering alternatives for less energy-intensive combat tactics.

"Retreat, full retreat!"

The sergeant, witnessing the continued losses and the last helicopters taking flight, reluctantly ordered a full retreat. They had been reduced to a handful of soldiers and could not sustain further casualties.

"They're pulling back!"

After ensuring the younger mutants were safe, Hawking and Wolverine prepared to chase down the remaining invaders, only to see them rapidly retreating.

"Let them run for now!"

Wolverine lit a cigar, inhaling deeply, disappointed yet relieved at the resolution. They had managed to protect the students and fend off the attackers, for now.

(End of Chapter)