Marvel's Venom starts with Hydra undercover

"Kill them! Damn it!"

A middle-aged man with a fierce expression was holding a machine gun while grinning and firing at the black-armored soldiers not far away.

As the crackling gunfire sounded, countless bullets poured out from the muzzle and hit the black-armored soldiers on the opposite side. However, after hitting them, these bullets were like mud cows entering the sea, without causing any waves, not even a wave. Ways to slow down their progress.

Seeing this scene, the younger men around the middle-aged man also swallowed their saliva, widened their eyes and shouted in horror: "Boss! The bullets seem to be useless, what kind of monsters are they?!"

"How the hell do I know what kind of monsters they are?! Damn it!" The middle-aged man yelled angrily and backed away. Suddenly he felt that the spacious factory building was too big, and even trying to run was a bit difficult.

"That bastard Isel is already dead. I don't know what he did and why he provoked such a horrible guy. We have to leave quickly. I don't want to die in a place like this!!! "

As the middle-aged man spoke, he also took out a few grenades from his waist, then pulled out the safety bolt and threw them backwards.

With the roar of several explosions, he ran towards the door first. This was the fastest he had ever run in his life.

Before he could take a few steps, there were several whistling sounds piercing the air behind him, followed by several thuds of sharp blades entering his body and a sudden end of wails.

Close, close! The door is less than two meters away from him! Just rush out the door! Just rush out and he can drive away!

The middle-aged man thought to himself as he looked at the door getting closer and closer, but the next second, a black figure floated past him, and then blocked the door boldly.

Looking at the cold and solemn humanoid monster in front of him, the middle-aged man instantly turned pale and his mouth started to tremble.

"Can you please stop killing me?" The middle-aged man wanted to beg for mercy, but before he could finish his words, the humanoid monster in front of him stabbed his right hand into a sharp blade directly into his heart.

"Shh!"

A lot of blood on the sharp black blade fell to the ground as the black-armored soldier shook his hand, forming a long trace.

The black-armored soldier pressed his ear with his right hand that returned to normal, and then walked out with the other black-armored soldiers. At the same time, he said in a cold voice: "All mission targets have been cleared. Please give instructions, sir."

On an abandoned building not far away, Coulson looked at the picture on the computer, listened to the voice coming from his ears, raised the corner of his mouth and nodded, and said with great satisfaction: "Well done, let's gather back to the team."

He is indeed very satisfied with the black-armored soldiers this time. Compared with the previous black-armored soldiers who turned into violent beasts with every use, the current black-armored soldiers follow orders and prohibitions without any danger of losing control. They are simply the perfect soldier template, and they are also Has super strength.

If it weren't for the purpose of testing them collectively, it would actually be enough to send one black-armored soldier to solve small problems such as drug dealers, and there would be no need for 50 black-armored soldiers.

But now the main purpose is to collect data to test the safety of the black-armored soldiers. There will be no need to waste so much manpower in the future.

"Yes." After hearing his order, the black-armored soldiers made no other unnecessary moves. They also formed a small square formation and returned to the place where they just came out, and then stood there quietly, like robots.

"Give me the video and information just now, and I will send it to the director." Coulson patted the shoulder of the technician sitting next to him and said.

The technician nodded when he heard this, and began to follow his instructions to put together the first-person view of the black-armored soldiers and the footage they monitored, as well as the black-armored soldiers' physical data and various aspects of data.

A few minutes later, seeing that everything had been transmitted to Nick Fury, Coulson clapped his hands very happily and said to other staff members: "Today's mission went very smoothly. Everyone performed very well. Now we Pack up your things and go back to the base to continue preparing for tomorrow’s test.”

"By the way, let's order some more food for everyone. Order all the special delicacies here in Mexico. The director is here to treat us today."

Hearing Colson's words, all the staff screamed with excitement. It seemed that they were in for a treat today.

Rumlow also pretended to cheer a few times in the corner, but he kept observing Colson's every move out of the corner of his eye.

The disappearance of the man in sunglasses has not caused any disturbance yet. He has reported the matter according to the procedure, but perhaps Coulson and Nick Fury are busy now, so they have not responded to it yet.

Anyway, the disappearance of the man in sunglasses left nothing useful. Even if they checked, they would have no way to start. Instead, they would be confused by the few clues he deliberately left behind.

While Coulson was immersed in the joy of the success of the black-armored soldiers, the staff were talking about the director's grandeur and enjoying a sumptuous dinner, and Rumlow was preoccupied with planning the next steps, the black-armored soldiers' camp was like a robot. The black-armored soldier stood motionless. There were also some unusual movements.

The black-armored soldier close to the wall slowly raised his hand in the blind spot of the surveillance area and inserted his squirming arm into the wall. With the faint arc beating, the monitor above the camp was instantly hacked.

After the black-armored soldier had done all this, the other black-armored soldiers finally took action. They raised their heads at the same time, their eyes intertwined and gathered together.

In the dead of night, these black-armored soldiers finally made their next move.

They put their hands on the shoulders of the previous person, and then finally landed on the black-armored soldier in the center.

As their movements took shape, the pitch-black armor on their bodies also began to move. Each of them had several pitch-black bulges extending from their arms to the opposite shoulders, and then converged on the black armor in the center. On the soldiers.

The black-armored soldier in the middle endured all this silently, and the color of his body gradually changed from pitch black to a little dark red.

Dozens of minutes later, this mysterious ceremony ended. The black-armored soldiers also lowered their arms and stood quietly in their positions again as before.

The black-armored soldier in the center walked out from among them, his armor mixed with dark red color squirming as if alive.

He just stood there, and after confirming that there was no one around him through his mind's perception and naked eyes, he jumped up from the ground neatly and left the camp lightly.