StarCraft breaks through American comics

"What? You want to kill us?"

"What a pity, Captain. You could have continued to contribute your strength to the new world. But it is a pity that you are not aware of current affairs. Commander Alexander Pierce is very disappointed in you. Although I am surprised that you have discovered our identity in advance. But your efforts and struggles will soon be meaningless! Your existence will be ruthlessly erased. You will be shameful traitors in the history books instead of so-called heroes. Your friends and family will also be You feel so ashamed and humiliated!! Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!" Dr. Zola mocked them in a distorted and crazy voice.

"Boom!" The enraged captain smashed the display screen with a punch.

However, there was more than one display screen on the main console, and Alninzola's stinky face that made Rogers want to get angry was still hanging on the screen.

"Cut off one head and two will grow. Captain, you may not know that over the years, the riots and rebellions around the world have the shadow of Hydra. As long as we are willing, the world can be like the first two at any time. Just like in World War I, we fell into a sea of ​​fire! You miserable mortals will not understand, because you are just pawns on the chessboard, and we are the ones holding the chessboard! Hahaha..."

"I could defeat you seventy years ago, and I can do the same today seventy years later, no matter how many heads you have. At least, tomorrow will never belong to you!" After smashing another screen, Rogers suppressed himself of anger.

But more screens lit up with Dr. Zola's disgusting avatar, "Do you really think you still have this chance? Captain? Since seventy years ago, SHIELD has recruited a large number of people who have worked for Hydra. scientists, a new Hydra has been reborn! Now, you are powerless to stop it, let alone fight it! When the purification process is started, your sad mission will come to an end!" Zola knew that Pierce had ordered the launch of the missile, so He decided to hold off the captain and the others for a while.

"Very well, you continue. So, what is in this USB flash drive?"

"Project Insight. Needed insight, so I wrote an algorithm." Dr. Zola was not in a hurry.

"What algorithm? What does it do?"

"The answer to this question is enough to make people fascinated. Unfortunately, you are all dead and can't hear it anymore."

Although Pierce was still a little distressed at sacrificing Dr. Zola, it was not a loss if he could take the opportunity to kill Rogers and the others.

"Steve, there is a missile flying towards us! It's very close and will arrive in thirty seconds." The flight path and landing point of a missile were marked on Black Widow's mobile phone.

It was coming right towards them.

"Who fired it?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D."

"I've been stalling for time, Captain. Accept your fate, it will be good for you. We are all the same, we have no time." Dr. Zola's tone was full of sarcasm.

Without thinking, Black Widow immediately unplugged the USB flash drive plugged into the docking station.

Rogers looked around and said, "Let me think about it..."

"...Forget it, Captain, you all listen to me, get closer to me and get down!!" Frank pulled Rogers and Black Widow together without any explanation, and then activated the psychic shield.

Even with a layer of psychic shield, Frank felt like he had been hit hard and his whole body was dizzy.

The intense fire from the missile explosion blinded him, and the vibrations on the ground almost made him lose his balance.

Although he doesn't actually need eyes, he can still feel things around him through psychic vision.

"Cough cough!"

"Are you all okay?"

"It's okay, it feels like watching a bullet stop in front of you, Frank." Rogers looked at Uncle Punishment up and down with a slightly doubtful look in disbelief, "I saw this before during the New York War. Did you learn this move from Xia Yan? Can this magical power be mastered by more people?"

"That's right, but I'm not as skilled as the boss. Who knows who taught him his skills. As for the second question, yes, yes, but..." Frank shrugged.

"Just what? Can this ability be popularized?" The captain looked obviously more concerned about this.

"Obviously, absolutely not. After hearing that there may be risks of mental disorder or even death for the volunteers who underwent the experiment, many people backed down. I was the only one who stepped into the instrument. To be honest, before entering I regretted it at that moment." Frank pulled Rogers and Black Widow up from the ground.

"You regret it? Why?"

Frank Castle took a deep breath, "Actually, I was suddenly afraid that I would die in the laboratory. What should my wife and daughter do? To be honest, maybe I haven't had it for too long. After experiencing the feeling of wandering on the edge of life and death on the battlefield, I suddenly thought of looking for this kind of excitement. Besides, I think that my will is stronger than most ordinary people, so in the end I chose Take the plunge."

"Fortunately, there was no danger in the end. But the feeling of being soaked in that kind of culture fluid with unknown ingredients is not very pleasant. I definitely don't want to experience it a second time. It feels like you are about to It's like drowning. Although that special culture fluid won't actually suffocate you."

"Well, that doesn't really sound like something that's going to be popular."

"Excuse me, gentlemen, can you dig us out of the ruins first and then chat? I think Pierce will send someone to collect our bodies soon." Black Widow had a problem with the captain and Uncle Punishment who were chatting.

"Okay, Ms. Natasha, we're leaving now."

……

"Reporting to sir, the missile accurately hit the target, and the target building has been confirmed to be completely destroyed."

"Very good. Maybe we can open the champagne to celebrate in advance... In this way, let the commando go check it out. I'm not too worried." Pierce's right eyelid was still twitching inexplicably.

The Super Soldier Serum is not an invincible buff or holy armor. Even if Rogers is in good health, he will have to go to hell to be with death after being hit by such an earth-penetrating bomb.

"Sir, it doesn't matter whether they are alive or not. At most, it just adds a few unstable factors to the new world. This does not affect us having a drink."

"I think you are thinking about my champagne! Hahaha! But you are right, it has no impact. Cheers, Sitwell, long live Hydra!"

"Cheers, sir! Long live Hydra!"

At this moment, Coulson and his team, who were still on mission outside, knew nothing about the changes that had occurred at the headquarters.

They are still continuing to trace the whereabouts of the clairvoyant, and have made some progress.

After ruling out so many possibilities, Coulson was absolutely certain that the clairvoyant was someone within SHIELD.

But until now, he still can't clarify his thoughts.

Who will it be?

The mission records of their team are not something that ordinary agents can read at will.

He didn't know who else he could trust.

Maybe he should seek help from Fury?

……

Sure enough, in just about half an hour, the commandos arrived.

They rummaged through the ruins for a long time with various life detection equipment, but they didn't find even a human body, except for Dr. Zola's "corpse"-a pile of damaged computer server remains.

A series of messy footprints in the ruins proved that the target they were trying to attack had escaped. At the same time, the lack of any traces of blood showed that the target was almost uninjured.

They certainly didn't have time to deal with the blood.

This is bad.

"Recall everyone." Rumlow's face was filled with dark clouds.

At this time, the captain and his party had already slipped away under the cover of night.

And Rogers once again took matters into his own hands and stole the car.

"...I told you that this car is for rent! Also, please take off your feet, thank you." Rogers felt guilty after being looked at by the black widow with an indescribable look for so long, "In extraordinary times, extraordinary measures are needed... "

"Captain, I contacted my boss and he revealed more relevant information to me."

"Are you sure your communication is safe? SHIELD... No, Hydra may..."

"Don't worry, the chip developed by our Moebius Foundation uses highly encrypted quantum communication, which is completely unable to be eavesdropped by SHIELD or Hydra. Look."

"Things look really bad...but I think we'd better not go straight to your boss. SHIELD might be up to their old tricks, even if the Moebius Foundation has a lot of the cutting-edge technology they want. I guess We have somewhere else to go." Rogers thought of another person he had just met and who should be completely trustworthy.

"You mean...Sam's family?"

"Yeah, just go find Sam."

So, the next morning, three people who looked like they hadn't slept well appeared in front of Sam Wilson.

"Morning, guys."

"I'm sorry, we need a place to get away from the limelight." Rogers said straight to the point.

Black Widow: "Everyone we know wants to kill us."

"Actually, I have other places to go, but maybe this is a better choice."

"Except me. Don't worry, I'm safe here. Come in." Sam Wilson then led them into the room, and before closing the door, he glanced around a few times.

No suspicious persons were found and it is safe for now.

……

"So, the question now is, who in S.H.I.E.L.D. has the ability to launch missiles within the country?"

"Pierce." Pierce has the same level of authority as Lu Dan in SHIELD's internal system.

This man shot his nanny mercilessly last night because she accidentally bumped into something she shouldn't have seen.

"He happens to be sitting on the top floor of the most secure building in the world."

Frank swallowed the bread in his mouth in one gulp, "People will not sit back and watch themselves being enslaved. There will always be people who stand up to resist Hydra. From this perspective, there is no place on earth that is absolutely safe for them."

"But he's not alone. Zora's algorithm is on the Lemurian star."

"Jasper Sitwell is up there too."

"So, the most critical question is how did three of Washington's most wanted men kidnap SHIELD officials in broad daylight." It sounds like an impossible task.

"The answer is, no need." Sam, who had not spoken for a long time, spoke.

"what is this?"

"It's just a resume." But this document doesn't look simple.

"This is Bamara? You participated in the Khalid Khandir mission?" She turned to look at Rogers, "You didn't say he was airborne for rescue."

Captain pointed to the other man in Sam's photo, "Is this Riley?"

"Yes."

"I heard there were rockets, so the helicopter couldn't fly in. What did you use? A stealth parachute?"

"No, this is it." Sam picked up another photo.

"Didn't you say you were a pilot?"

"I never said that." Because as long as he puts on the power suit, he himself is a flying machine.

Not everyone can wear this flight suit. It has extremely high requirements on the user's physical and mental qualities.

It is also very expensive to fly.

"I can't ask you for any help, Sam. You retired for a reason."

"Man, Captain America needs help, isn't that a good reason?" Sam Wilson's words made Rogers himself unable to refute.

"...Where can I get this thing?"

"The last set is at Fort Meade, behind three protective doors and a twelve-inch-thick steel wall."

"It shouldn't be a problem." Rogers dropped the document in his hand.

The document begins with "EX-FALCON CONFIDENTIAL."