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Chapter 100 Find a villain as a subordinate

General Ross was very dissatisfied with his officers and soldiers staring at the two bags of dollar bills.

But as a veteran, he knew very well that the morale was unstoppable, so he let them happily drag the money bag, and only urged a few words.

Recently, these soldiers have not been easy, with frequent actions, many dangers, and serious attrition.

Especially today, everyone was "besieged" by a Winter Soldier, and they were more or less injured.

Let them look at the money, maybe the next action will be more motivated.

Martin was not as unhappy as the old general. Although it wasted a little time, it was worth watching the excitement.

"Isn't the next gang stronghold?"

He asked the assistant in a low voice, at this time he would never touch the old general.

"Probably not. The registration purpose of the next place is the testing of biological agents. At least it is a laboratory. There is a high probability of problems."

Martin nodded, then smiled: "The gangsters are not a problem in your eyes, are they?"

The Chinese-American assistant shrugged: "Many black people have relatives and friends in gangs. There are gangs in Chinatown. I smoked weed when I graduated from high school. It's just that this kind of professional drug-making gang is rare. For us It's an outsider."

Under the order of General Ross, the soldiers withdrew quickly, without even leaving anyone behind, and directly called the nearby patrol police to guard the scene.

Under the leadership of General Ross, this force quickly moved to the next location.

The clean and tidy three-story white building does not look like a gang stronghold at first glance.

At least it looks like a regular laboratory, and actually has regular business, but it seems that something has gone wrong with the job recently.

This operation was more simple and rough, because the information provided by the CIA was more detailed. Two armored vehicles directly smashed through the barbed wire gates in two directions, and the military vehicles behind filed in.

When the on-site commander reported that "occupation control has been completed", even General Ross was surprised: there was not a single shot, and the opponent directly surrendered?
Martin thought more: Could it be an empty city plan?Or is there a big bomb planted here?
However, it turns out that Martin's worries are unnecessary.

The colonel commanding the scene quickly replied on the channel: "There is only one security guard here, and the other party surrendered directly. Six researchers have been arrested and we are interrogating them. In addition, their research director claimed that the situation here has been reported to the CIA, and It will be accepted by other companies soon."

"What's the name of the research director?" General Ross asked with a frown.

"He called himself Samuel Stern."

Martin stood up abruptly, and with a sound of "Duang", he knocked the iron sheet on the top of his head out of a hole.

"What are you excited about? Knowing him?"

General Ross looked at Martin.

"Kill him!"

Martin spoke forcefully with his mouth.

He remembered that Samuel Stern should have turned into a "big head monster", possessing extraordinary intelligence and thirst for knowledge, and what's more, this guy possessed psychic abilities.

If this kind of psychic ability is not only telepathy, but even can achieve mind control, the soldiers inside are likely to have been controlled by this "big head monster".

General Ross glanced at Martin, took a picture of the communication soldier next to him, and said to the officer on the scene: "Point your camera at him, let me see this guy who can be specially recruited by the CIA."

A middle-aged man in a white coat appeared on the monitor of the command vehicle, with a smile on his face: "General, I am innocent. Of course, I may have done something wrong, but that was definitely not my original intention. They took advantage of it, and I am willing to hand over all the experimental data to prove my innocence..."

Martin looked at the scientist whose head was obviously bigger than ordinary people but could not be called a "big head monster", and murmured strangely: "His head..."

Much smaller than he imagined!

After listening to Martin's words, General Ross understood something else, and immediately asked, "Let him explain the abnormal size of his head."

The colonel leading the team said to the chattering Dr. Stern: "Stop! The general asks you, what's going on with your head...?"

Dr. Stern touched his head and grinned: "S.H.I.E.L.D., the agency I used to work part-time, had a little accident before, and I accidentally fell, and the serum was infected through the wound on my head. My blood, I became like this that night, it's wonderful, it makes my memory stronger and my mind clearer, it's just that it's hard to buy the right size hat, but it's nothing..."

This is nothing?
Brother, you have such a big heart!
Martin looked at the eloquent Dr. Stern dumbfounded. This guy is really obsessed.

Is it nothing to be infected with a special serum?
And directly broke the news about this kind of thing to the military, not afraid of being tied to the test bench as a guinea pig?
Maybe he really just maintains a strong curiosity about scientific knowledge, but sometimes it is these scientists who do all kinds of experiments unscrupulously in the name of seeking knowledge.

And often quite destructive!

Martin whispered: "If you don't kill him now, you won't be able to control him after being taken away by the CIA."

He had already thought about it, this guy seemed to have the title of "big boss" in the comics, at least in the early stage, he was a proper villain.

Martin doesn't know what happened in the later stage, but as long as he is a villain, he is definitely very dangerous.

In his impression, these villains were either making trouble, or preparing to do it.If you let them run away, there will definitely be big problems.

"I'll make a call."

General Ross called a Langley supervisor, then glanced at Martin, nodded twice, and then hung up the phone.

When Martin saw the old man's attitude, he knew that it was a pill, and he quickly said seriously: "This time the disaster of giant beasts must be his part, we can't just let him go!"

Ross nodded with a smile: "You're right, so we need to find a trustworthy supervisor, and let this big-headed doctor continue to contribute his intelligence to the United States as a suspect."

With that, he got out of the car.

Martin also jumped out of the car, and watched as the action team began to escort the personnel and materials inside, and stood in the distance with arms crossed, stepping on the flower bed, rubbing the soles of his feet back and forth, and the cement flower bed was peeled off by him once. .

A CIA car soon arrived outside the laboratory building, and two agents got off and handed over to the commanding colonel.

Martin came over and said, "Do you know who you let go?"

He still wants to fight for it.

If he could, he really wanted to kill this neurotic Dr. Stern directly. Looking at it made people worry that he would directly turn into a monster in the next second.

Two CIA agents looked at Martin inexplicably, and one of them shrugged: "Sorry, I don't know what you are talking about, we are just following orders, and, although we don't know who we let go, we know who we are going to let go." Who his is, certainly won't matter, and she's coming right away."

Martin curled his lips: "Facing such a guy, no one can guarantee that there will be no problems. Besides, is it her? Isn't it him?"

At this time, a large SUV galloped over and stopped in front of everyone, and a tall woman in business attire got out of the car.

"Martin? Are you here too?"

Pepper asked in surprise.

Martin patted his head: "The supervisor they mentioned just now is you?"

Pepper covered her mouth with a smile, and whispered as she walked past Martin: "No, I'm just accepting on behalf of the company, and you are the supervisor."

Martin: "..."

(End of this chapter)