Comics: Rise of Hydra

AIM Institute, New York.

The holographic projection of Dr. Zola seemed to be crying like a dead parent, suspended in the mess.

He felt that he was so unlucky, so unlucky.

AIM is not known for its armed forces. After all, it is a commercial organization and cannot legitimately expand its armed forces like Pierce of S.H.I.E.L.D. or Sitrik of a separatist group.

Seeing that the Extremis virus is about to begin human application trials, as long as the Extremis virus is completed, not to mention becoming the leader of Hydra, at least it can become a pivotal branch of Hydra.

But now, in just one night, AIM's elite and the clones he had worked on for many years fell to the bottom of the sea.

Next, the Extremis Virus Research Institute, which invested countless human and financial resources, was bombed to the point where not even a single piece of the wall could be found.

What made him even more angry was that he didn't even have a chance to start over, because Killian, the most important person in the Extremis virus plan, also died under the Hudson River.

"Who can tell me what happened here! Who did this?"

From time to time, some numbers consisting of "01" flashed rapidly under the facial skin. Dr. Zola quickly mobilized all the monitoring data around him, but the results were all...

no……

no……

Nothing, like bombs falling from the sky.

Seeing Dr. Zola's angry face, his few remaining subordinates helplessly looked at the ruins and messy corpses.

If it were not for the weak defense, the laboratory would not be easily invaded by outsiders, and they would have enough time to mobilize manpower, but what can they say now?

Is it Dr. Zola's fault that he mobilized all the defense forces?

Even Dr. Zola himself, as a data ideologist, would not have rushed back as soon as the institute exploded if all his attention had not been on Lauren.

Dr. Zola's projection slowly disappeared. He roared in anger, and then naturally said to himself, "Pierce, I will definitely take revenge. Since you hijacked the military's perfect blood, don't blame me. I won't I will tell them directly, but I can provide a little clue..."

Several of his subordinates left here immediately.

No matter how chaotic New York was caused by the successive explosions, Dr. Zola was furious and prepared to use the power of the military to retaliate.

Anyway, Laurent returned to Washington safely.

The special forces must return to the base to continue training, which shatters the illusion of Loren, who is ready to move, and the young male and female can only say goodbye reluctantly.

the next day.

At ten o'clock in the morning, people were constantly coming in and out of the Tri-Curved Wing Building. Lauren hung her arms and went directly to Pierce's office.

Still wearing a three-piece suit, but with the jacket on the back of the seat, Pierce motioned for Lauren to sit down, then looked at him for a few seconds, nodded and said, "Well done!"

He was already ready to put a flag on Lauren's body.

"For Hydra!"

Lauren said forcefully.

Pierce couldn't help but admire in his heart: What a good young man. Faced with the siege of AIM, in order to keep the secret of the mission, he detonated the bomb without hesitation and chose to die with the other party.

Hydera needs such outstanding young people, who are simply models for all Hydera members.

Pierce was somewhat glad that Lauren was not dead. It would be a pity that such a good young man should be entrusted with important tasks and sacrificed as a dead soldier.

Pierce took out a cigar from the table, slowly lit it and handed it to Lauren. Then he lit one himself, exhaled a breath of fragrant smoke, and said with a smile, "The situation is very good now. Your behavior last night has been spread throughout the world." Hydra, I have made a stern call to Dr. Zola, asking him to give me an explanation. At the same time, many Hydra branches have called him to question... This situation is very good. In this vote, my position is safe. Yes, you have a lot of credit here."

The proud Pierce has completely regarded Lauren as his confidant.

After all, the big explosion last night was too real...

Lauren held the cigar and said, "Minister, this is what I should do..."

Pierce smiled clearly. He took out a piece of information from the drawer and placed it on the table. "From today on, your authority will be upgraded to level six, and you will be responsible for the S.H.I.E.L.D. mutant project. The secret level of the project is level nine. Report directly to I'm in charge. You can choose a suitable one among these bases..."

Luo Lun was already happy. The big explosion last night was not in vain. Look, the first wave of harvest has already arrived!

Nodding implicitly, Laurent pulled out the information, which contained four base documents. Laurent made a decision almost instantly, "This is the disease research institute! It's very suitable!"

"here?"

Pierce frowned slightly. He now completely regarded Lauren as someone he could trust, so he directly said, "This institute is in the area that Wallon is responsible for. He is an old member of the organization."

Old members mean deep roots. For some old guys in the organization, even Pierce can't easily move them.

Lauren smiled and said nothing. Pierce nodded and took out the base information separately. "Since you insist, I'll do as you say."

After unscrewing the pen and signing his name, Pierce smiled and said, "This time Dr. Zola was frustrated, but Citric is not a guy who gives up easily... Well, Lauren, I will allocate one billion dollars to you every year. I I’ll give you five years, and I hope you can train an army of mutants before the next election begins.”

Lauren said firmly, "Five years is enough."

Pierce nodded and said coldly, "Lauren, I know that I have always been very optimistic about you. If our power is stronger, then how can Citric and Zola dare to do small tricks secretly? To put it bluntly, next time I don’t want to hear any objections to this election.”

Pierce smiled and threw the candy at the right time, "And after the next vote, I will make you the leader of the new branch of Hydra."

Lauren's hand shook violently, and the ash from the cigar fell down at this very appropriate moment. He nodded fiercely and said excitedly, "Your enemy is my target."

Pierce smiled and said, "Very good, I believe you can do a good job. Last night's explosion will require an internal review mechanism. There will be a dedicated person in charge of this matter. Don't worry, it's just a process."

Luo Lun smiled knowingly. The so-called "specialist" was naturally one of Hydra's own people.

"In the name of treatment, I will give you a suspension for investigation. I think you can't wait to go to the reception base!? It's best not to show up at the headquarters in the past two months."

Laurent smiled and said, "Don't worry, Minister, I will stay at the base honestly."

Lauren quickly stood up and prepared to leave. This time, what he gained was enough to satisfy him.

……

Washington, the underground base of the South Side.

Selyol was lying in front of the computer with a look of obsession, looking at the dense words and numbers in the save that made Daken's head grow bigger.

The mutant data of the Weapon

"Oh God, so many treasures actually belong to me."

Serriol's obsessed look was like a passionate prodigal son caressing the body of a lonely young woman, and his fingers were trembling slightly.

Seeing Laurent walking in, Serriol immediately jumped forward with cheers, "Oh God! Boss Laurent, do you leave all these to me to study?...Oh my God!! This is so wonderful...You are just like God." Great! Ah! No, God is not even worthy to carry your shoes."

Lauren took off the plaster on her arm and said with a smile, "I said, I will give you a better one. I will leave these things to you. I believe you will come up with something good that satisfies me."

Serriol nodded hurriedly. Every cell in his body was filled with the urge to explode. If it weren't for the fact that the only electrical appliances in this "base" were refrigerators and televisions, he would have wanted to start working immediately.

Daken was so excited that he squatted on the back of the sofa like a big dog. He leaned forward, stared at Selyol and said, "Your first mission is to help me integrate the bloodline of mutants with the ability to teleport... hum. , and let us see if the person we spent so much effort to get back is a decent person."

Knowing Daken's needs, Serior thought for less than five seconds, grinned and said, "That's really easy. Just give me two glass test tubes and I can complete it... God, level three platelets." , simply wonderful.”

Without Perfect Blood, it would be quite troublesome to merge the abilities of two mutants. Stryker's "Weapon X Project" spent almost his whole life solving this problem.

But now, Serior just needs to figure out the best ratio of blood.

There were no test tubes, so he could only find two glasses for drinking whiskey. The excited Serriol leaned on the table with pen and paper to do calculations. The newspaper was quickly filled with many numbers and mathematics that Lauren and the two could not understand at all. symbol.

ten minutes later,

It can only be said that Serriol is indeed the genius that Lauren has chosen. He used Daken's blood, Perfect Blood, and Nightcrawler's blood to create a tube of strange purple-black liquid, with some weird things coming out of it. smell.

Serrior said happily, "I calculated the formula, and this is the most perfect combination... Well, in fact, if you don't care about the change in appearance, there is a more efficient configuration of this potion..."

Daken asked worriedly, "Is this good? Do you want to do the calculation again? I won't grow a tail, right?"

"My calculations are absolutely correct."

Serge said seriously

"The best way is to inject directly. When the blood enters the body, it will immediately start to change the structure of platelets in your body. Of course, it may cause a little pain during the process."

Serriol quickly pumped the blood into the syringe and slowly walked to Daken's side, showing an excited smile.

As he spoke, he pierced Daken's neck with the thick needle in his hand. Daken subconsciously ducked back.

Lauren rolled his eyes in disdain, and then Daken gritted his teeth, grabbed it, and inserted it into his neck.

The powerful medicine was like countless knives drilling into his neck. Daken twitched in pain, and large beads of sweat immediately appeared all over his body. The blood in the tube was like a match thrown into gasoline, causing Daken's body to tremble. The need inside him burned instantly, running wildly through his body.

Serior looked at Daken with distorted facial features and cheered, then rushed forward and asked excitedly, "What does it feel like? What changes do you feel? Tell me quickly... Pain? Itching... Which part of the body felt it first? What kind of pain... Burning? Or stinging?"

The temperature in the body continues to rise, but the body seems to be out of control, unable to move.

"Damn, does this hurt a little bit?"

Daken tried his best, but he could only slowly raise his arm, and gestured his middle finger towards Selyol, and then a mouthful of black blood spurted out from his mouth. A large amount of dark, sticky impurities leaked out of the pores all over his body, and soon It condensed around his body, wrapping Daken inside, looking like a black rotten egg.

And, it's very smelly...

Lauren frowned slightly, "Is this normal?"

Serriol carefully scraped off the black substance and put it into a glass container for storage, nodded and said

"Normal, normal, catastrophic level three platelets are reorganizing his body. Well, this will last for about six to eight hours. We need to prepare some food, preferably meat. He will be very hungry after waking up. "

Lauren clapped softly and said to Yuriko: "Sayuriko, come and pour a glass of wine for Seyri... Well, yes, give me a drink, and then pour yourself a glass. Today is a memorable day. Today, let us raise a glass to celebrate together.”

Lauren picked up the wine glass and looked at the black dome with satisfaction. Then he looked at Selyol and said, "Selyol, well, I really didn't choose the wrong person. Don't worry. We will set off when Daken wakes up." We have a base, instruments, personnel, funds, everything is there, you just need to give full play to your talents."

Yuriko began to sip red wine and looked at the black dome with envy. After hesitating for several times, she mustered up the courage to say, "Boss... I... I also want to become stronger."

Laurent laughed loudly, waved his hands vigorously and said, "Haha, our Sayuriko can actually take the initiative to speak. Of course, I will not forget you. Then, Selyol, give Yuriko an injection. "

Serriol looked at Yuriko and immediately laughed excitedly.