Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises

At ten o'clock in the evening, a quiet atmosphere lingered in the spacious room of this hotel. Seven people of different ages were doing their own things. The silent young man wiping his dagger sat elegantly in front of the window, closing his eyes and taking a nap. A handsome young man, a strong man who relaxes his muscles...

It wasn't until the man carrying a huge box in both hands walked into the room that the seven people stopped what they were doing and looked at the person in unison, as if they saw the backbone. !

Putting the box on the ground, Bruce took out a map of the small Polish city where they were now. He hadn't shaved for a few days, and his face was already covered with stubble. He looked very mature, and his eyes were calm and calm.

Eight days have passed since they left the United States and came to Poland, Europe. They did not bring any weapons, and the money was enough to clear the way. Bruce, who could speak fluent German, quickly came to this small city with a few people - and was picked up by the U.S. military. Marked one of the secret Nazi Hydra strongholds.

An entire elite company of German soldiers guarded the entrance and exit of this stronghold built on the outskirts of the city. Due to the confidentiality mechanism and the fact that it was in the "hinterland" controlled by Germany, the security of this Hydra Polish stronghold can be said to be one of the highest among all their strongholds. one.

But for Bruce, the scope was reduced to such a small Polish city. He just tracked a dozen or so "special" German military vehicles at night, and he found the specific location of this stronghold as he moved freely at night.

"Tomorrow morning at 6 o'clock, set off on time. Remember the plan again. Are there any problems?"

Bruce's faint tone resounded, and the seven people present just nodded silently, and then stopped talking, seeing Bruce nodded secretly with some approval.

These international fighters are the most "professional", as long as they receive the money, they will unconditionally complete the "task" for the employer. In the international mercenary market, the reputation of these seven people is also very high. With the "sky-high price" of 50 US dollars, it is difficult for him to gather such a strong team in the shortest time.

The seven people took out German uniforms one by one from the big box and quickly dressed them up. Bruce also took out a German major officer uniform and quickly put it on himself. In an instant, these people seemed to have become the secret of a German army. squad.

Bruce looked at another large box that was tightly closed, and said in a deep voice, "Now, rest!"

The lights were quickly extinguished and the curtains were quietly drawn. Bruce sat on the wooden chair in front of the window and stared quietly at the night outside the window through a crack. Others in the room sat in various corners of the room, keeping silent. He closed his eyes with a vigilant posture and remained speechless all night.

At 06:30 in the morning the next day, two cars slowly stopped in front of a checkpoint on a one-way road that was secretly built three years ago and hidden in the forest outside this small Polish city, unknown to the locals.

Facing the gun barrels protruding densely from behind the concrete bunker, and the sentries on the tower who tensed up and stared at his group with high vigilance, Bruce straightened his collar and stepped out of the car with his military boots on.

He took out a document with a somewhat old leather cover and the Hydra logo printed on it from the briefcase in his hand. His cold tone echoed in front of the tense sentry post: "Call your commander over."

A German with a strong Bavarian accent made the sentry in the tower stunned. He hesitated for a moment, and finally gave Bruce a military salute. Then he got off the tower and ran towards the sentry post where he couldn't see the inside. He didn't know where it was. Go notify someone.

Five minutes later, Bruce sat in the car and passed the checkpoint with the salute of all the sentries at the checkpoint. A man who looked like an officer straightened his body and looked at the direction of Bruce's vehicle leaving with respect, as if he had seen something. An incredible big shot.

After half an hour.

"Snapped!"

"Your Excellency is welcome to come and inspect!"

Bruce stood in front of a huge factory and watched the old man in front of him respectfully hand back the old document to him. There was a trace of doubt in his eyes, but he was still very obedient. The young man wearing a black uniform clicked. nod.

"Go to your control room. The leader asked me to hand things directly into your hands."

Bruce lifted the large suitcase he was holding and lowered his voice.

The young man's face was filled with joy, and he directly waved away the other stronghold leaders standing behind him. With either envy or good looks in their eyes, they led Bruce and the others into the giant factory in front of them.

"Don't let the second person know about this matter. The headquarters sent me here secretly. You also understand the meaning. Once this matter is done, the leader has said that you will go back to the German headquarters and be responsible for a top-secret project."

Bruce said it unhurriedly, and the young man's face suddenly became more flattering, saying yes again and again.

It has been three years since he left the headquarters to become the person in charge of this stronghold. Although he can be regarded as an important member of one party, compared with those who stayed at the headquarters and followed the development of Leader Schmidt, he always felt that he had faded out of the leadership. core leadership circle.

But today, the "headquarters officials" who secretly came to Poland brought new hope to themselves!That seemingly old and inconspicuous document is one of the identification certificates issued by the leader himself!As far as he knew, only the two leaders who went to the United States and the United Kingdom to develop branches of the organization had such "identity documents."

And now someone who holds such a "certificate" that is almost equivalent to the leader's absolute confidant, and who also wears the badge with the second highest authority level in Hydra headquarters, comes here to look for him. What does this mean?

"Thank you for the trust of the headquarters, I will definitely do a good job in this task, please rest assured!"

In the central control room of the Hydra stronghold in Poland, Bruce placed the large suitcase on the ground and looked out the glass window at the densely arranged rows of specially shaped shells, the rushing scientific researchers and the fully armed Hydra soldiers. , asked casually: "Have you accepted any 'experimental subjects' transferred from other sub-bases recently?"

The young man seemed to have remembered something, his expression dimmed, and he shook his head, "No, all the 'experimental subjects' in our branch base have failed. I guess the experiments in other branch bases are not going very smoothly either... Is it possible, sir?" What news did you hear?”

Bruce frowned slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He put his hands behind his back and said coldly: "It's not your place to ask. Don't ask. Do what you should do... Take me to the closed weapons depot." , after the routine inspection, I have to rush back to the headquarters, Mr. Person in Charge."

After that, he took the lead in walking out of the control room with a few people who had been following him silently. The young man looked at Bruce's back with some confusion, and soon followed, taking Bruce with him. Several people walked towards the depths of the factory.

Shortly after everyone left, a slight ticking sound suddenly sounded from the suitcase on the floor of the unmanned control room, as if starting a countdown to death. Bruce smiled faintly and gently put the instrument back into his pocket.

After several people walked into the huge closed weapons depot, Bruce directed the mercenaries behind him to close the door of the weapons depot with the puzzled look in the young man's eyes. A muffled groan sounded in the warehouse, and then everything fell silent again.

"5 minutes, pick your weapons and get familiar with them."

In the silent arsenal, Bruce said without any emotional fluctuations, even though he would lead a destruction, a killing without any suspense.

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