Night, Atlantic Ocean, Island Prison.
Hidden under the sea, this mysterious prison consists of millions of metal parts and specially made bodies.
There is a complete ecological circulation system inside, which can ensure that it can hide under the sea for more than a few months if necessary.
Of course, it will float up every half month and be inspected from the headquarters.
The people who are detained here are very dangerous super criminals, and those who can be locked up here are basically unlikely to have the chance to regain their freedom in their lifetime.
No vent, no visits, no Christmas meals.
There was nothing here except a group of ghosts waiting to die and the jailers guarding them.
"Crazy, crazy"
The cold sea water rolled, making a monotonous sound.
Under the deep sea, a hidden small submarine slowly "swimmed" out of the shadow, and it was not too close to the isolated island prison hidden in the sea ahead.
The thing casts a huge shadow in the sea, like a cylindrical mountain range.
The submarine was hidden in the shadow of the prison, and it was almost perfectly parked at the blind spot closest to the radar detection area of ​​the Isle Island Prison.
"The distractor is in place."
A message was transmitted from the small submarine, and then all the noise disappeared again.
Everything in this sea area has returned to the dead silence.
A few hours later, at dawn, a S.H.E.L.D. helicopter penetrated the clouds and hovered over the Isle Island Prison. After confirming several instructions, the Isle Island Prison hidden in the sea slowly floated up.
It's like a mechanical monster sleeping in the sea being awakened.
In the crackling sound, hundreds of thousands of tons of sea water were squeezed away, like the low sound of storm and thunder, the black, large and aggressive prison rose in the sea like rising mountains.
The several shells on the top open outwards, revealing the internal apron.
Under the gaze of several agents, the helicopter landed on the apron, the cabin opened, and a team of fully armed agents with black helmets walked out of the helicopter.
"Shield Depth Special Reaction Force Commander, Level 7 Agent Rumlow."
The agent leader who led the team pointed to the guy behind him with a gray cloth bag in an official tone and said to the guard agent of the Isolated Island Prison:
“Transfer to dangerous prisoners.”
"Well, we received the notice in advance."
The guard agent who came to pick him up nodded to Agent Rumlow, and he said:
"It is said that this crazy guy pretended to be a pair of steel claws for himself and cruelly killed more than a dozen people?"
"Not a dozen, brother James."
Rumlow showed a hint of disgust, and he said:
"32 people... This guy is a real lunatic, very dangerous. He can kill people with a spoon, so we have to escort him to the cell in person."
"All right."
Guardian James did not doubt this request.
For dangerous criminals, Isle Prison has a complete handover process, which does not violate S.H.E.L.D.
Soon, under the escort of fully armed agents, the steel claw murderer was quickly sent to the 4th floor of the underground and locked up in his cage.
"The mission is over."
Agent Rumlow looked at the bastard who had been injected with sleeping agent and was thrown into the cage. He turned around and reached out to James behind him.
They are quite familiar with each other and were friends who participated in the same training session of SHIELD Academy.
Rumlo said:
"Thank you for your hard work, James, it must be very hard to stay here, right?"
"It's all about work. We're just defending here. You guys are really hardworking, uh..."
The guard agent smiled and reached out and held it with Rumlow, but just as his hands were in contact, a beating arc came out of Rumlow's hand and hit the guard agent James' palm.
Under the stimulation of strong current, James, who was already suffering from heart disease, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground because his heart stopped beating.
At the same time, small submarines docked outside the radar area of ​​the Isle Island Prison also began to operate.
The special data signal is like an invisible hand, quietly covering all the electronic devices of the Isolated Island Prison.
It is like having its own consciousness, without disturbing any alarm device. In the complicated data signals, it accurately locks several data information flows, and then completes data replacement in a flash.
In the monitoring room of the Iron Island Prison, the surveillance camera in the lower level of the severe prisoner surveillance jumped, but it quickly returned to normal.
"There are still 5 minutes left before the next internal data stream self-test."
The haze and low voice with a strong metallic sound rang in Agent Rumlo's ears:
"Action!"
"Swish"
Agent Rumlo made a tactical gesture, and several fully armed agents with black helmets immediately followed him to the elevator.
The elevator, which only internal personnel have the authority to operate, will automatically bounce when they arrive. On the elevator button, the button leading to the bottom cage lit up strangely while the arc jumps.
The next moment, the elevator closed and fell into the prison at a super fast speed.
"The permission is passed! Welcome back, Your Excellency Merlin!"
In the prompt sound of the prison passage at the bottom, the special cage stored in the depths of the seafloor floated up to everyone amid the crackling sound of metal collision.
The cage that should have been opened through several detection systems was automatically opened in front of Agent Rumlo's eyes.
After the last layer of metal plates, which were completely closed like the experimental cabin, was opened, the agent finally saw the guy imprisoned in the cell.
Well...
It was a guy with a hideous scar on his face, wearing a restraint suit, sitting by the bed and giggling.
"?"
When Rumlo saw this guy, he asked the communicator in surprise:
"Are you sure you didn't get the wrong target? The guy in front of me doesn't look like a dangerous person no matter how he looks..."
"This is the message Pierce gave me."
The sound with metallic sound said impatiently:
"You won't be wrong! You still have 3 minutes... hurry up!"
"All right."
Rumlo took a deep breath and reached out to push the cage in front of him outwards.
He made a gesture, and an agent with a somewhat stiff movement followed him into the cage.
He reached out to take out a metal box from his pocket and opened it with quick hands and feet.
Then take out a transparent, mask-like thing from it, stick it on the face of the clown who is imprisoned, washed away all his memories, and maintains his mentally retarded state.
Beside him, the stiff-move agent was stripped off.
After the internal metal exoskeleton system was untied, the guy with a confused face was pulled to the edge of the bed and forced to put on the clown's prison uniform and restraint clothes.
One minute later, Agent Rumlow took off the transparent "mask" from the clown's face and then put it on the face of another guy.
The strange "mask" covered the cheeks of the replacement who was stolen. As Rumlo smoothed the mask bit by bit, the guy's face changed rapidly, and soon became exactly the same as the clown.
His figure and height are also very similar to the clown.
Obviously, this is not a random guy.
"One minute and 27 seconds left!"
The voice reminded again that Rumlo had already installed the clown who could only giggle in the agent's combat suit with an exoskeleton system inside, and even put a black helmet on him.
"Walk!"
Rumlo took a last look at the "clown" sitting by the bed and giggled, and walked out of the cage.
Behind him, several defenses were reactivated, and metal plates like creature compartment closed.
The next moment, the cage quickly sank into the seabed like a torpedo launched, amid the sound of metal collisions.
After 1 minute, the consciousness that interferes with the data easily erased all traces, and then disappeared quietly into the ocean as it did when it came.
The next second it disappears, the Isle Prison internal data self-test program starts.
The artificial intelligence directly connected to the SHIELD large database swept all data modules in the island prison, but no abnormalities were found.
Agent James, who was knocked out before, also woke up leisurely.
In front of him, Agent Rumlow was looking at him with a friend-like expression, with a worried look. Beside him, there were medical staff from the Isle Island Prison who had just arrived, who were busy.
"James, your heart disease is getting worse..."
Rumlow reached out and patted the guard agent James in the face, and he said:
"You might have to apply for a new position. Hell, when you fell down your heart attack just now, I was really shocked."
"We take over here, Chief Rumlo."
The medical staff from the Isle Island Prison who arrived urgently told Rumlo:
"You can leave now."
"Um."
Rumlow nodded and said to James:
"Recover well, brother, don't be too tired. I'll treat you to drink when you return to New York."
After saying that, he left here with the fully armed agents behind him according to the normal process. In the humming of the helicopter as it took off, Rumlo watched as the island prison was closed again and then slowly sank into the sea.
He said to the communicator:
"The mission is completed, thank you for your help."
"Thank you? No, no thanks."
The one who had been helping them, with metallic sound quality, did not hide his disgust, it said:
"I just pray that you don't bother me again..."
"Tell Pierce that I have paid off the favor I owe him, and there is no more connection between us."
Rumlo looked back at the clown who was still giggling in the cabin. He shrugged and said:
"Okay, I'll tell you."
While the helicopter drove away from this sea area, the small submarine hidden in the sea also disappeared from the sea like a ghost.
After driving out for dozens of kilometers quickly, it quickly transformed on the seabed.
He rushed out of the sea in the shape of a blue sports car, rushed to a desolate beach in the splash of water, and then turned into a small but hideous robot in a dazzling transformation.
This is a Cybertron, and the Decepticon's Sonic Wave who is best at collecting and infiltrating operations.
This is its last collaboration with Hydra.
But the sound waves could feel that the entanglement between it and the restless humans must have not ended so easily.
"Maybe, it was a mistake to ask him for help."
Soon wave kicked the stone at his feet with a depressed kick.
But if you think about it carefully, this cooperation has not suffered any losses.
"Ark...and the legendary leadership module..."
The sound wave emitted a buzz of unknown significance. It raised its head and looked at the sky. It said:
"I finally found it, the oscillation wave should be coming soon."
"The revival of Lord Shin-Tian is right in front of you. Let's make a fuss. The more fierce you make, the better, the more chaotic you make, the better. Anyway, this world... is destined to belong to the Decepticon!"
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Raccoon City, Umbrella Company’s underground honeycomb base.
Mrs. Hydra was sitting in a wheelchair, holding a black magic wand, and she looked at the guy tied to a chair in front of her.
The guy was thin and covered with scars, like a skinny freak.
His face was full of silly smirks, and he couldn't even say a word. This was obviously the situation after the memory was completely cleared.
Mrs. Larson is familiar with this situation, after all, she is also an outstanding master of black magic.
But no matter how you look at it, the guy with a scar on his face in front of him doesn't look like a dangerous person.
"I'll confirm again last time that your agents didn't bring the wrong people over, right?"
Mrs. Hydra said to Pierce at the other end of the magic projection ceremony:
"Eliminating the Forgotten Mantra is a very complicated process and requires a lot of energy, not to mention that it was released by Merlin himself... His attainments in the Forgotten Mantra are probably the strongest in this world."
“If you bring the wrong people, then the time and energy we waste is very exaggerated.”
A moment later, Pierce's voice echoed from the magical projection beside Mrs. Hydra:
"Yes, it's him."
Pierce used the projection to observe the person tied to a chair, he said:
"A guy who calls himself a clown... was brought back from Gotham by Merlin and was locked up in the lowest-level cell of the Isle Prison."
"We should believe Merlin's alertness in this regard. If he thinks this guy who looks powerless is dangerous enough to compete with Magneto, then he does have super destructive power."
Pierce's projection was leaning on a cane, and he breathed a sigh of relief:
"He is the spokesperson chosen by the devil..."
"Go to start, madam, get him back to his mind as soon as possible."
"Pearce, even though you signed a contract with the devil makes me think you may have gone crazy, I still want to ask..."
Mrs. Hydra whispered:
"In the order of the future, should a guy like the clown exist?"
"No."
Pierce looked at the clown with a silly smile and said softly:
"He is just a tool, a tool used to hold up Merlin. After completing the mission that the tool should have, he will be destroyed as soon as possible."
"No doubt, in our order, it should be said that in all orders..."
Chapter completed!