Chapter 167 This, this, and this, all welded to death
"Sir, don't hang up the phone yet. I have one more thing to ask your opinion." Zola said hurriedly: "The attack happened too suddenly. There are many scientists in the base who cannot evacuate and may become prisoners. Among them,
Including our people.”
"so what?"
"So you're not going to do something? After all, they are all excellent scientists, and they can't take advantage of the American emperor in vain." Zola meant to either save these scientists or kill them all. We can't do nothing.
"Then let them be captured. With them as cover, our people can integrate into the new environment..." Russell took a pen and drew a paperclip pattern: "If you are also captured one day, then join the United States.
Emperor, there is no need to resist, except for my information, you can tell them whatever they ask, and remember to reveal Schmidt’s lair!"
After saying this, Russell hung up the phone. Dr. Zola on the other side looked confused and had no idea what his master meant.
The paperclip drawn by Russell was a famous plan of the US imperial government during World War II - Project Paperclip!
Through this plan, the U.S. imperialists absorbed a large number of German Nazi scientists and transferred them to the U.S. mainland for their own use, including many war criminals who should have been executed.
For example, a senior member of the Nazi SS and a senior scientist who planned the V2 missile bombing of Britain later became the father of the American Saturn V rocket.
Another example is the director of a Nacui military factory. Relying on his professional ability in rocket manufacturing, he was recruited by the US emperor and brought back to his homeland. Later, he was awarded a medal by the US Aerospace Administration for his outstanding contributions.
During World War II, Germany's aircraft and missile technology were far superior to those of the United States. However, after Project Paperclip, the United States achieved leapfrog development in aerospace and became the world's number one military power.
There is also an anecdote in this. The father of China's aerospace industry and the father of missiles served as a colonel in the United States and was active in the European battlefield. Many scientists were invited by him to successfully land in the United States.
When it comes to scientists, Russell doesn't want to judge right or wrong. No matter which country it is, it will do it. The American emperor is just the most diligent. He will not stop it, but is happy to see the American emperor do it, because his people will be taken over by the SSR and become
Part of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Russell touched his chin and laughed sinisterly: "Speaking of which, if Howard Stark and Peggy Carter become mine, I will be the founder of SHIELD. Do you want to follow suit and clear your name?"
Director for a period of time?”
"It seems like it's a bit confusing... Hey, that's not right! In this case, wouldn't I become the final BOSS!?"
Russell shook his head in embarrassment and issued an evacuation order, asking everyone to pack up important documents. The sub-base was very close to the base at Clausberg. It was no longer safe here, so they could only evacuate to the sub-base deeper vertically.
It doesn't matter where the next branch base is, nor who the supervisor is. Give Russell two days, and he will be confident to convince the other party and replace him as the boss of the base. After a few more visits, Hydra has basically been infiltrated by him. At that time, Shi
Mitt became the polished commander.
As for why Schmidt was not enslaved, after all, Hydra was notorious and had brought trouble to the people of Europe. Someone with status had to die to divert attention.
…
Three hours later, everyone in the base was ready to go. The scientific researchers got into armored vehicles and were the first to leave. The remaining people were planting bombs and preparing to blow up the base after leaving.
Russell had the most experimental data, which could not be packed into the space ring. He had just sorted out the most important data when the door to the laboratory was pushed open.
The visitor is Dr. Zola!
"gentlemen!"
Russell frowned: "Didn't you leave with Schmidt? Why are you here?"
Zola took out a bunch of keys and explained: "Schmitt made his own flying machine and left. I drove his sports car and wanted to join you in evacuating together."
Russell nodded and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Then did you know that you brought a tail here?"
"What!?" Zola looked confused, not knowing what Russell meant.
Boom! Boom! Boom————
Explosions continued to sound outside the base, and the sound of gunfire was accompanied by the screams of Hydra soldiers. Soon the gunfire stopped, and the door of the laboratory was violently knocked open.
【bite】
[The host contacts the plot character Steve Rogers, triggers the lottery link, and gets two lottery opportunities. Do you want to draw now? 】
A motorcycle stopped in front of the two of them. The star-spangled man with big plans put on a jacket, his face was gray and covered in black smoke. Zola was hit by him when he was running away, and his intuition told him that if he followed Zola, he would find his gay friend.
Only then did Zola realize what stupid thing she had done, and stammered: "Sorry, sir, I didn't know he was following, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to..."
Russell bowed his hands and told Zola to shut up. Now that he meets Captain America, some adjustments must be made to the original plan.
"Are you the leader here?" Steve looked at Russell intently, carrying a shield behind him. It was not a vibranium shield, but a full steel shield. He used it when acting, and it could block bullets without any problem.
Steve didn't recognize Russell. Last time in Brooklyn, he didn't even see Russell's back, and all the SSR agents who knew Russell's appearance were killed in the line of duty.
"Sir, I'll stop him, you go first." Dr. Zola stood in front of Russell with his briefcase and looked at Steve menacingly.
Steve looked at Zola up and down, his eyes a little tangled, probably thinking about how to deal with Zola.
Is it better to use a straight punch, or a straight punch? Otherwise, just use a straight punch!
Russell slapped Zhan Wuzha on the back of the head and pushed him aside: "Don't join in the fun, it's none of your business here. Before I deal with him, start Schmidt's supercar."
"But……"
"roll!"
Zola hugged her head and ran towards the door with her briefcase in her arms.
Steve didn't stop him and looked at Russell with a relaxed smile: "Looking at your appearance, you should be a civilian employee. Are you sure you want to fight me?"
Russell chuckled back: "Steve Rogers, Captain America, aren't you also an artist?"
Steve's face straightened: "You know me?"
"Of course, I also know that you are here to find Sergeant Bucky."
"Bucky is indeed here..." Steve choked: "You call him Bucky, you two have such a good relationship?"
Bucky is a nickname for Barnes. Except for Steve, no one is close enough to call him that, and Steve cares about it very much.
"Of course, Sergeant Bucky has jumped ship and joined Hydra. He is one of ours now."
"Nonsense!" Steve snorted coldly, strode forward and grabbed Russell's collar. Suddenly, a dangerous warning hit his heart.
He retracted his arm and stepped back quickly. When he looked at Russell again, he saw that the latter had held a long knife in his hand.
Without thinking, Steve took the shield from behind to protect himself, and rushed towards Russell quickly, intending to knock Russell away directly.
When he started to take action, the dangerous warning hit him again. He stopped his steps again, subconsciously bent over, raised his head and jumped back.
Whoosh!
The blade flashed, and the Adamantium alloy knife sliced through the shield. The sharp tip of the blade swiped across Steve's nose. He was so shocked that he was covered in cold sweat. If it hadn't been so fast, the shield and his head would have been wiped out just now.
.
"Steve, for the sake of pleasing you, let me give you a friendly reminder." Russell raised his knife and swung it, and the sword energy tore out, splitting the experimental equipment around him into two, revealing the smooth cross-section of the mirror panel: "
No matter what time, do not use your shield to block this knife. If you insist on doing so, I recommend you go to Wakanda to repair it."
After saying that, Russell felt a little regretful. He still didn't know which Marvel world this was. Whether the shield in Steve's hand was vibranium or Adamantium + vibranium. If it was vibranium, how could he pretend to be so cool?
The problem is, if it's the latter, if you cut it with the knife and make a squeaking sound, both of them will tremble on the spot and their teeth will be sore.
Thinking on the bright side, this situation will only happen to him and Deadpool. If Uncle Wolf comes and scratches the shield with his claws, everyone will go crazy.
Of course, if this is a complex version of Super Smash Bros., the plot will be even more exciting. It is very likely that even a vibranium shield and an Adamantium alloy knife cannot pierce it. After all, this is Marvel who loves to slap its own face. Generation after generation of gods.
, professional eating settings is a well-earned reputation.
Steve didn't know what Russell was talking about. He swallowed hard while looking at the smooth cut surfaces of the experimental equipment. He could neither pick up nor put down the half shield.
"Where is Bucky?" Steve asked after calming down.
Russell pointed to the training room behind him and said with a smile: "I just lied to you. Sergeant Bucky will not surrender until death. Our people are teaching him a lesson. You came in time. Counting the time, he should be beaten."
By the time three-quarters were dead.”
"Get out of the way!"
Steve shouted sharply when he heard this, and he didn't know where the courage came from, and he rushed towards Russell with half a shield.
Russell shrugged, stepped aside, and allowed Steve to rush to the training room. The latter was confused, but his friend's life was at stake, so he didn't have time to worry about whether there was a trap, so he pushed open the two metal doors and rushed in.
In the training room, Bucky was tied to a chair, his nose and face were bruised and swollen like a pig's head, and he couldn't open his eyes.
"Bucky! Bucky! It's me, are you okay..." Steve patted Bucky's cheek and shook his shoulders to wake him up.
"Uh... Steve, you've really grown taller..." Bucky narrowed his eyes and said with difficulty, "Be careful, there is someone else in this room."
"What, are you confused? Is there anyone else in this room?" Steve looked around. The training room was empty, not even a ghost.
Just as he was untying Bucky's rope, a big hand pressed on his shoulder, and the other hand grabbed his ankle, lifting him high.
Such a familiar picture...
Steve thought so, his eyes flashed, and he hit Bucky hard.
Outside the training room, Russell looked at the two merged metal doors, took out the Clow card from the space ring, released the Thunder Beast and pointed at the crack of the door: "This, this, and this, all are welded together."