StarCraft breaks through American comics

"A bunch of idiots! Idiots! They chased a motorcycle driven by a doll for so long! And a dozen people were killed by the explosion! What do you people do for food?!" Pierce slapped a stack of documents on the screen in great annoyance. On the table.

"..." Rumlow and others bowed their heads and were scolded.

But they were also very lucky that they didn't chase the motorcycle, otherwise they would be the ones who got bombed.

"Sir, our satellite found that the motorcycle was suspected to be equipped with a miniature nuclear reactor. Its explosion power was obviously extraordinary, and it had a double flash phenomenon. But except for tritium, there was no other radioactive material at the scene."

"What did you say?... Could it be that guy Stark? Although he and Rogers both dislike each other, but..."

"In this way, let someone check to see if it is the equipment provided by Stark, but don't let him know. Of course, he will have no chance to know soon." Pierce casually took a sip of red wine.

Soon, the Starks will be reunited in Hell.

"Forgive me for talking, sir, Stark has greatly strengthened the security of Stark Industries and his private network after we reversely invaded the network several times. Now it has become much more difficult to invade. There have even been a few We almost had his reverse intrusion into the core server." Sitwell felt that he still had to report these trivial matters.

"What you need to do is obey the order and complete the task, instead of shrinking because of difficulties! Check it out for me immediately! At the same time, solve the network security problems that need to be solved... In addition, investigate the Moebius Foundation. That Chinese It’s impossible to be of the same mind as us.”

"Understood, sir, Agent Ward is in charge of this project, and I will give him instructions directly later." Garrett immediately took over the job.

"You can't let go of other things. Those enthusiastic young people...but they always want to find out your identity." Pierce nodded and shook his head.

"Okay, I won't say any more nonsense. When we go back to perform the mission and the insight plan is completed, it will be the day when we completely control the world! Long live Hydra!"

"Yes, sir! Long live Hydra!"

"Long live the Hydra!"

Still working at SHIELD headquarters? The SHIELD agents and civilian staff didn't know that just above their heads, several Hydra bosses were shouting long live.

At the same time in Sokovia, Quicksilver was actually able to master his own abilities.

But he was still willing to stay with his sister, because Wanda seemed to have encountered a bottleneck. Her control of that strange energy seemed a bit clumsy due to lack of sufficient experience.

She needed to temporarily disrupt the other person's mind, but she accidentally used too much force and turned the person into a fool.

Baron Strucker plans to send a few minions to the head market in the Middle East to pick up a few unlucky refugees who have been trafficked.

Of course there is no need to buy it, because they are behind the group of human traffickers.

The powder keg in the Middle East is piled there for various rather complicated reasons, but there is no doubt that, at least in the MCU, Hydra has added a lot of fire here.

The fact that it was burned to what it is today has a lot to do with their actions.

……

"The documents are sent from here." The three Rogers have arrived at the abandoned military camp in New Jersey.

"An old military camp full of time? I think this should be a good place for patriotic education, except that it seems to be used by Hydra as a server storage place."

"I'm from here too." This military camp full of traces of time is called Camp Caspian, where Rogers enlisted and received training.

He still remembered the scene at that time, but unfortunately his comrades had already left him, leaving him alone as a lonely old man living in a strange modern society.

"Hurry up, Rogers, hurry up!" The voice in his memory rang in the captain's ears.

That was the stern roar of the sergeant directly responsible for training them.

But neither Frank nor Natasha reacted in any other way, and Rogers knew that this was just his hallucination.

Maybe it’s because the memory here is too deep for me.

"There is nothing here, no thermal imaging, no signal, not even radio waves." It looks like other abandoned old military camps.

Black Widow's voice also brought Rogers, who was trapped in memories, back to reality. He was about to set off again, just like himself seventy years ago, to fight against Hydra. "The person who wrote the file should have used a router to prevent others from tracking... …What's wrong?"

She noticed the simultaneous frowns on Rogers' and Frank's brows.

"The army has regulations that prohibit the storage of ammunition within five hundred yards of the barracks. This building should not be here." Rogers still clearly remembers the rules of the army at that time.

"That's right. And if you look carefully, you will find that it and the surrounding camps are not all products of the same period. Its final completion was at least twenty years later than the end of World War II."

"Then let's go in and see what's in the belly of this guy who shouldn't be here." After Rogers said that, he began to violently break open the door.

The scene after opening the door shocked them. There was electricity here, and the new fluorescent lamps in recent years were used.

There isn't much dust on the ground either.

In other words, this place has not been completely abandoned, and there are always people maintaining and cleaning it.

Moreover, there is a large S.H.I.E.L.D. logo on the wall directly in front of them.

"This is S.H.I.E.L.D.'s place."

"And it may have been established here." When Rogers went to visit Carter, Carter also mentioned to him some things about the establishment of SHIELD.

There are many old photos hanging on the walls around the room, and many of the people in the photos are his old acquaintances, including Carter and his good friend, Tony Stark's father Howard Stark.

"Are you coming, or am I coming? Or together?" Rogers looked at Frank and pointed to the wardrobe in front of him.

"What do you two mean?"

Frank heard this and immediately knocked, "Simple. Dong-dong-dong! Listen..."

"It's empty inside."

After they pushed open the closet door together, "an elevator."

"I'll do it." Black Widow's phone has a special elevator code lock for SHIELD, which allows her to freely enter and exit all areas that her permission level allows her to enter.

"What a new elevator, and a camera." Frank pointed his middle finger at the camera and made a face.

This is what Xia Yan specifically told him.

Uncle Punishment didn't know what this meant.

A camera where no one is necessarily viewing the video, is the middle finger used to make faces?

It really does.

Most of the machines were on standby, but Dr. Zola, who was not completely dormant, watched helplessly as Uncle Puny provoked him so brazenly and boldly.

Fortunately, he has now completely placed his consciousness in the computer system and realized his own cyberpunk, otherwise Dr. Zola felt that he might be angry and go crazy.

Forget it, Rogers and the others are not deep enough now, so he can endure it and hold them back for a while.

By the way, he also wants to send the news about Frank back to Pierce and ask him to launch the missile.

Dr. Zola quickly searched the Internet and found that Frank Custer was once a Marine ace who participated in the Gulf War and the War on Terror in the early st century, and now works for the Moebius Foundation. , serving as a seemingly ordinary security captain.

Moebius Foundation?

Dr. Zola was very wary of this organization that suddenly appeared.

When Hydra originally encouraged SHIELD to conduct an "inspection" of the Moebius Foundation, it was probably because of his deliberate promotion.

But even now, the identity of a considerable number of people in the Moebius Foundation, as well as their supporters, and the source of the Chinese's power, are all mysteries.

At least he hasn't been able to find out yet.

"Who turned on the light?" Frank stopped.

"I didn't do anything." Black Widow shrugged.

"I do not know either."

"The data source cannot be here, these are all antiques." Most of the machines here look like 386 or 486 machines, and there are even some older models.

That kind of period-looking display was very familiar to Frank. The computers he had when he was in school were like that.

"When I was in school, the computer looked like this. Who would have thought that it would undergo such earth-shaking changes in the next few decades." Looking at the machine that was not much different from what he remembered, Uncle Punished with emotion.

And unlike now, the technology on warships at that time was slightly more advanced than civilian technology (most industrial computers in factories still use Windows 7+67 generation Core i7+10 series MXM cards, and vehicle-mounted computers used in the military Even more backward, some people use XP.)

But the smile Black Widow just showed quickly disappeared.

She saw a USB docking station on the table that shouldn't be there at all.

She didn't remember the days when these machines had USB protocols. The earliest USB1.0 protocol was also born in 1996, and at that time Windows95 was available.

After a slight hesitation, she decisively inserted the USB flash drive.

All the computers around her seemed to have received a wake-up signal at the same time and started running one after another. She could hear the beep of self-test passing and the noise of the fan.

Even a shabby-looking camera moved and focused on them.

The antiques she just mentioned were all genuine and usable.

"Start the system?" A line of green text popped up on the main console display in front of them.

"Yes." Black Widow decisively typed yes on the keyboard.

“Shall we play a game?” she read the response on the screen. “This is a line from the movie War Games (1933).”

"I've seen it." During the occasional moments of relaxation in the army, they also watched some movies, including this one.

The old computer's display suddenly began to flicker, and a person's head slowly appeared.

This avatar made Rogers frown slightly.

This figure is somewhat familiar.

"Steve Rogers, born in 1918. Romanov Alenova Natasha, born in 1984. And you, Frank Custer! You definitely didn't come here by yourself!" Arnin ?Zola's voice was slightly deformed for a moment, which made Rogers recognize him.

"That's right, I came with the captain and Agent Romanoff."

Rogers clenched his fists, "Dr. Arnin Zola, I thought you Hydra scum had been wiped out. And judging from the time, you should have died long ago. It seems that when Howard left you alive, he was a Wrong." He had heard Frank tell it once on the way here.

"Hahaha... things are not as simple as you think, Captain. Your old friend Howard, and the American government that supports him, are in urgent need of our advanced technology! Not only Hydra scientists, but also the entire Nazi Germany's science Almost all the talents have been moved to the United States by you Americans, right? Otherwise, who do you think helped your country become one of the greatest countries in the world?" Dr. Zola let out a mechanical laugh, which sounded very funny. Somewhat jarring.

"Very well, let's not talk about this. Where are you now?" Rogers had already raised his shield.

"Am I not right in front of you, Captain? I am no longer what I was when you caught me in 1945. In 1972, I was diagnosed with terminal cancer, and science could not save my body. But, take a good look around you. These great creations of the third industrial revolution, my consciousness has been stored in a database of two million units. And you are now in my brain."

"So you have achieved what people now call 'mechanical ascension'?"

"No, no, no, it's far from fully achieved. Due to the limitations of technology and the times, my brain is not small enough and refined enough. I also don't have a mechanical body that I can freely control, although I do want it. For example, Star Ke’s steel suit would be great if slightly improved.”

"You're going to do anything to Stark?"

"Hahaha, that's for sure, Captain. Because the Starks will never follow the same path as us, and neither will you." Dr. Zola's laughter contained a hint of conspiracy.

Rogers felt a sense of crisis.