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"Take this, this is for Dr. Zola." Colonel Phillips handed a tray to William with a rather simple dinner on it.

William glanced at the tray and complained: "This dinner is better than mine."

Phillips complained in reverse: "My dinner is not as good as yours."

Finally, William walked into the interrogation room under Colonel Phillips' repeated instructions.

The guard opened the door, startling Dr. Zola who was standing inside with some fear.

William walked in with a smile on his face, holding a tray in his hand, and nodded to the guard to thank him.

He looks very gentle and friendly in his harmless appearance.

Dr. Zola recognized this man. He was one of the super soldiers who had been fighting against Hydra, William Evans, nicknamed Hawkeye.

Although I have a general understanding of William Evans in terms of intelligence, he is a very friendly guy to his soldiers.They didn't have much character for William, but now it looks like the character looks pretty good.

Dr. Zola saw the friendly smile on William's face, and the fear in his heart decreased slightly.

After the guards closed the door and locked Dr. Zola and William alone in the small interrogation room.

Dr. Zola took a deep breath and slowly sat on the chair. He was mentally organizing his words to fight for more of his own rights.

The moment the door closed, the smile on William's face changed instantly, from gentle and friendly to sinister and terrifying.

The tray in his hand was thrown out instantly, hitting Dr. Zola who was still thinking about how to fight for his rights.

Dr. Zola was suddenly confused by the tray containing the food.

William took two steps forward and slapped Dr. Zola's glasses crooked with two big slaps. The ferocious smile on his face made the stunned Dr. Zola tremble in fear.

"Ah, ah, no, you can't torture the prisoners." Dr. Zola felt the extremely real pain on his face. The fear that had been suppressed in his heart burst out again, and he shouted with a cry: "Schmitt is destroyed."

Snapped

William slapped Dr. Zola's words back again, without giving him a chance to speak.

"Shut up, fat pig, I don't care what that bastard Schmidt is doing, I have to let you enjoy yourself first, for the sake of those companions who were killed by your weapons." William's merciless words turned Dr. Zola's despair into chaos. Little by little improvement.

William rolled up his sleeves, pulled Dr. Zola out of the chair, threw him to the ground and beat him violently.

The beating caused Dr. Zola to vomit blood and wail repeatedly.

The door to the room was violently knocked open, and Colonel Phillips, who heard strange noises, broke into the interrogation room and saw William grabbing Dr. Zola's head and preparing to hit it on the ground.

"Stop!" His eyes almost popped out of his head, and he almost thought William was going to beat Dr. Zola to death with his bare hands.

When William heard what Phillips said, he immediately released his grip on Dr. Zola's collar and stepped aside amid the latter's wails.

After Dr. Zola was released, even though every part of his body was in pain, he had to roll and crawl to the corner. He shouted to Savior Phillips with a horrified look on his face: "Let him stay away from me. I said I can't do anything." Said to get this barbarian out of this room quickly.”

William's tiger body shook, and he was about to fight, which frightened Dr. Zola so much that he curled up and trembled.

"William" Phillips shouted, and said with his hands behind his back: "Please leave first."

After William beat Dr. Zola violently, he felt much better.

When passing by Dr. Zola, he suddenly raised his hand as if to beat him, scaring Dr. Zola into a cowering pangolin, and then left with satisfaction.

Phillips watched William walk out of the interrogation room and close the door. Then he slowly squatted next to Dr. Zola and warned in a low voice with his slightly serious face: "Lieutenant Colonel William's temper has always been bad. If If you don’t want to chat with him alone anymore, it’s best to tell him everything you know.”

Dr. Zola whined and screamed strangely, and he was so frightened that he could only nod his head.

He is a scientist, why should he go through such torture?

Ten minutes later, Dr. Zola, who had shaken off his old man, was again detained and guarded, and Colonel Phillips, who had obtained satisfactory information, quickly convened a meeting.

In the open conference room, Phillips sat in the main seat. Behind him was a map with a big red circle drawn somewhere. On both sides of the conference table were the main cadres of the Strategic Science Corps.

"Tell me how to destroy a hundred-meter-wide bird in a Hydra base with a defense force of nearly two thousand."

William raised his hand first and said, "I can sneak in first, wreak havoc inside Hydra, and cover the army's advance."

"No, that's too risky. I'll go." Although William's thoughts were the same as his own, Steve still chose to grab the job.

"Hey Steve, you're teaching me how to do things." William frowned. He always felt that Steve wanted to take over all the work, as if he had a commander's addiction.

Although he doesn't have that disorder, Steve really enjoys bossing people around.

"Rejecting such a plan is too risky, and William, you need to continue to lead your 666th Battalion in a frontal attack." Phillips also refuted William's proposal, and Steve also refuted it by the way.

"Have you forgotten what I did before becoming a lieutenant colonel? I entered the military academy after surviving as a soldier on the battlefield. Moreover, I am also a super soldier. My abilities are even better than Steve's. , why do you all regard me as a commander?" William sighed, looked at everyone, and kept complaining: "Do I really look so smart?"

"I don't allow you to say that about yourself. You are already on par with me in some aspects." Howard raised his hand to refute William. He felt that William was a genius who could compare with him in terms of coquettishness.

"Thank you for the compliment. I hope I can pass on the skills you talked about to your son." William nodded to Howard and planned to let little Tony know the adult world in advance.

Howard put down his hand and silently raised his middle finger

"William, that's enough. We are discussing the serious topic of how to save the world." Peggy Carter stood up and looked at William with a look that wanted to kill.

William also slapped the table, scaring Colonel Phillips back who was about to scold him.

"There is no need to discuss anymore. Time is life. I will sneak into Hydra's base to destroy it and advance with frontal troops. The plan is as simple as that. I don't want you to think that I want you to think that this matter is settled."

Everyone looked at William with a strange look. Even Peggy Carter just opened her mouth and said nothing in the end, looking at William with complicated eyes.

Although this guy is annoying, judging from his contributions, he is indeed a person worthy of respect.

Sneaking into a Hydra base alone to carry out sabotage operations carries a high risk, and you are very likely to be captured and subjected to inhuman torture.Even though William knew the risks involved, he still sat down and made a strong decision. He would rather take the huge risk to sneak in than let the soldiers make a huge sacrifice in a frontal assault.

Steve's eyes were a little sour. William was really a great man. Although he didn't do anything right on weekdays, he was willing to sacrifice himself when it came to big issues. He was a valuable asset to the country.

Colonel Phillips watched his acting skills come on line again, and William, with firm eyes, finally sat back in his chair.

After a long silence, he nodded: "Future generations will always remember your name, Lieutenant Colonel William Evans."

William's brows jumped. What's going on with this farewell atmosphere? Don't raise a flag for me again.