Russell was not surprised at all that General Ross knew his identity in the underground world.
He never concealed his true identity to begin with. If General Ross wanted to investigate this, he could find out by just making a phone call.
"I don't need you to join the military."
"I know that superhumans like you don't like to deal with official organizations."
"It's not so much joining as it is cooperation."
"You do something for me, and I'll give you a corresponding report. Everyone gets what they need, just like a military contractor."
General Ross looked at Russell and said.
"If you don't want to join, but just cooperate, then everyone can continue to chat."
"I don't know what trouble you want me to help you solve, General?"
Although Russell's identity in the underground world is the ace killer of the Continental Hotel, no one has ever stipulated that killers can only do the work of killers.
As long as General Ross can provide him with a reward that he is interested in, there is no problem in accepting his commission.
"I want you to help me capture someone alive!"
General Ross's expression suddenly became extremely serious.
"Just capturing them alive? General, you should know that compared to capturing them alive, I am better at sending targets to hell."
Russell asked rhetorically.
"He cannot die, he must live!"
"As long as you can help me capture him alive, not only can your Zaku armor be sold to Jack and Johnson, but I can also help you get orders from the military for other weapons produced in your laboratory."
Although Ross is only an Air Force lieutenant general, he is not the kind of civilian official who only has a military rank but no real power.
Not to mention his huge network of connections in the military, his authority in the military alone is a force that cannot be ignored.
Russell did not answer General Ross immediately, but pretended to be thinking seriously.
Although General Ross has not yet said who the target is, the words he just said have already shown that the target he wants to capture alive is probably Bruce Banner.
Not only that, judging from the fact that he entrusted himself as an outsider, he must have tasted the taste of failure at the hands of Bruce Banner, so he would consider inviting him, a foreign aid, to join the arrest operation.
After thinking for a few minutes, he agreed directly without refusing.
Isn't it about capturing the Hulk?
No big deal!
As long as the Hulk's location is known, it shouldn't be difficult to capture the Hulk alive.
"General, you are so sincere. If I still refuse, it would be too disrespectful."
"General, who do you want to capture alive?"
Russell asked General Ross.
"I will tell you the specific information about the target when we meet next time."
"After your Zaku armor completes the actual combat test, I will send someone to pick you up."
After finishing speaking, General Ross left the tasting room.
After he left, Russell had no intention of staying at the manor and drove a Porsche 911 back to the laboratory.
He originally planned to sell the Zaku Armor to the military today, but he didn't expect that one of the military bosses contacted by the senator would be Ross.
What he didn't expect even more was that Ross actually commissioned him to capture the Hulk.
After returning to the office, he logged into the black market forum and found an intelligence broker with whom he had dealt with several times before.
In the black market, anything can be bought and sold.
Information is one of the mainstream commodities.
After sending a message to this intelligence broker whom he had never met and paying a deposit in advance, he quit the black market forum and patiently waited for the intelligence broker's reply.
Two days later.
Russell came to a certain military testing site with his Zaku armor covered in military green.
This time, he did not see Ross, but only two Army major generals, Jack and Johnson.
Ross didn't have much interest in the Zaku Armor.
Not to mention that the Zaku armor currently produced by Russell does not have the ability to continuously fly, and only has the function of low-altitude ejection flight.
Even if it were replaced by another air force general, a battle armor that could not continue to fly would not be of much interest.
After greeting Generals Jack and Johnson, Russell handed the armor to the testers arranged by the military.
He will not wear the armor himself to test it, and the military will not let him do so.
After all, the person wearing the armor on the battlefield will not be him, but the military's own soldiers.
Although the operating system of the Zaku War Armor only retains the most basic functions, it cannot be as considerate as the Endosymbiosis War Armor.
But it's still not difficult to operate.
It didn't take long for the test soldiers to adapt to the operation of the armor.
What happens next is very simple.
Soldiers wearing Zaku armor began to challenge various active weapons in the testing field.
The test ended quickly!
The test results are also very satisfactory!
There was no suspense. The soldiers wearing the Zaku armor showed extremely powerful combat capabilities and almost won an overwhelming victory.
Russell was not surprised by this result.
The Mark 1 that Tony knocked out in the cave can easily eliminate the terrorists and help him escape.
The crude Mark 1 can achieve such brilliant results, and the Zaku Armor, which has far superior performance than the Mark 1, can certainly perform better.
After the test, the two generals, Jack and Johnson, made a unanimous choice.
The first batch of military orders from the Octopus Monster Military Technology Laboratory were successfully received.
Five Zaku armors, totaling 600 million US dollars!
Delivery in one month!
Although Russell had enough funds for advance payment, for safety reasons, he still collected half of the deposit in advance.
The remaining half will be paid upon delivery.
Of course, in return, the tested Zaku armor was directly kept in the hands of the military.
After receiving the order from the military, Russell returned to the laboratory in a happy mood.
Although the US$600 million order is not a large order, it is of great significance.
Starting today, his Octopus Monster Laboratory will officially become a military-industrial enterprise.
He left all the manufacturing of the armor to No. 3 and Little Peter.
As for him, not long after returning to the laboratory, he boarded a plane bound for the Pentagon.
Ross sent someone to pick him up as promised!
Pentagon.
Ross's office.
At this time, Ross was wearing camouflage uniform, sitting behind his desk, with a thick Cuban cigar in his mouth.
In front of him, two people were sitting.
One is Russell, who has just arrived at the Pentagon.
The other is Emil Bronski, who is not very tall but sits upright.
Although Bronski seemed fine, he was full of energy and looked like a serious soldier.
But Russell was keenly aware that something was wrong.
Bronski is suppressing his emotions.
Has this been injected with enhanced serum?
Thinking of this, Russell couldn't help but take a closer look at Bronsky.
Bronski noticed his gaze and gave him a cold look in return.
Russell did not show weakness and looked at each other with Blonsky.