[Comprehensive British and American] Space Patrolman Hydra

"My holy shit..."

Shock was written all over Natasha Romanov's face, and the red-haired agent, who was always known for his calm and elegant, even mixed dirty words in his words at this moment.

"What kind of monster did you create..."

"Agent Romanov, believe me, I didn't expect them to create a monster..."

Harold Finch sighed, and looked down at his slightly limping leg.

"I don't think the makers of Samaritan thought of that either. All of our engineers joined the Northern Lights project to prevent a repeat of [-]/[-], that's all."

Wanting to say more, Natasha Romanoff fell silent.

She was a top secret agent, and she knew all too well the trauma of [-]/[-].

It wasn't just the World Trade Center and parts of the Pentagon that were blown up that day, but America's sense of calm and security.

Americans' freedom holiday has come to an end.

"That day hurt the United States too much ... Agent Romanov, too much."

The voice coming from the phone is still flat and stiff, but it undoubtedly suppresses great sadness.

"America used to be a proud and confident country with an open door. But the moment the plane hit the Twin Towers, everything was ruined...Americans became terrified and desperate for safety. Can't sleep - including me."

So people who desperately wanted to eliminate hidden dangers came up with a way.

- Northern Lights.

The engineer said softly.

"Whether it's The Machine or the Samaritans, it's all about making tragedies happen to us no longer, so that our friends, brothers, sisters, children, lovers -- let us walk on the road without worrying about suicide attacks, pedestrians, Collapsing tall buildings, falling planes..."

Then, during the preparation and trial operation stage of the Northern Lights Project, TheMachine, which has better calculation results, is more secure, and will not interfere with humans, replaced the artificial intelligence that was originally planned to be used—Samaritan, and became the main body of the Northern Lights Project. And has been protecting the United States for ten years, playing an unparalleled role in homeland security.

——Until the Aurora Borealis project was discovered by anti-monitoring non-governmental organizations, the government’s behavior of monitoring the people was almost exposed, forcing the Ministry of National Defense to urgently shut down the Aurora Borealis project.

"The Ministry of Defense is also preparing to shut down TheMachine. But no one thought that TheMachine would have its own consciousness in the long run..."

"--and many more."

Natasha Romanoff interrupts Harold Finch, turning to look at Nick Fury.

"I remember you told me before that the artificial intelligence will be deeply cleaned every fixed time, and no data will be retained?"

— Can this also give birth to self-awareness? !

"That's another question."

John Reaser smiled, "This problem is something we are solving, and it has nothing to do with the current situation."

Harold Finch paused and continued.

"...TheMachine had self-protection mechanisms, diverted itself within limited authority, and escaped government shutdown. It was protecting itself, but..."

Its diversion gives opportunity to the spying snake.

Hydra concealed the news that TheMachine had been transferred, intervened in the Northern Lights project through Nick Fury, intercepted relevant personnel before they entered the warehouse where TheMachine was placed, and awakened the more liberal Samaritans who exposed information permissions, Make it completely replace TheMachine in the dark, and become the executor of the Skynet plan.

"If TheMachine has a personality—although I don't want to admit it. The reason I restrict its authority is because I don't trust artificial intelligence, but it...she, she did grow Fine—then the Samaritan is a prototype of inhumanity."

Samaritan's initial running tests have shown that it will only execute according to its own system awareness in an attempt to make "the world a better place."No matter what method is used for this, it is reasonable: assassination, provocation, political control, economic regulation, spreading virus, spreading disease...

As if carrying out a human cleansing plan, only the best people are left.

"The Samaritan guarantees only one outcome, 'a better world.'"

Harold Finch spoke slowly.

"Such Samaritans fell into the hands of Hydra... How do you think Hydra will transform and optimize the Samaritans?"

Natasha Romanov couldn't help hissing slightly.

"Control humans, control the world."

Nick Fury said what Gingerman didn't say.

"...I'm afraid so."

Harold Finch nodded.

"And like TheMachine, Samaritan's system is completely self-contained and difficult to detect or operate from the outside world. We don't know exactly how much it has been altered, except that it is currently located underground under S.H.I.E.L.D..."

"--What are you waiting for?"

Before Harold Finch finished speaking, the red-haired agent had already stepped towards the exit without hesitation.For the first time since joining S.H.I.E.L.D., she took steps when she had no mission, and went to fight with her own will.Even though her abdomen was still oozing blood slightly, her footsteps were still firm and resolute, moving forward indomitably.

"Stop it now!"

"..."

The engineer's long speeches and earnest persuasion were choked back by the overly cooperative red-haired agent, who complained softly to the laughing colleague.

"...Who told me before that your agents are not easy to persuade, and asked me to prepare a [-]-word essay?"

The instigator-John Reaser changed from secretly suppressing laughter to laughing loudly.

Nick Fury couldn't help laughing, and there was another "hissing" sound of sucking air when the wound was pulled.

"Natasha is the best agent I have found, because she always makes the most correct judgment."

The black bureau chief finished speaking with a gasp, touched the wound that had basically stopped bleeding, straightened his spine, and strode towards the exit.It was as if the pain and weakness of the body had vanished, and the battlefield ahead was the only thing worth paying attention to.

John Reaser raised his eyebrows, followed behind the two S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, and said in a low voice.

"I like her."

"I made an appointment first."

Samun Shaw unceremoniously gave his companion an elbow, which was narrowly avoided by the opponent.

"...If you do this again, I will tell Gen."

John Reaser said.

"Why do you think I agreed to go shopping?"

Samun Xiao snorted and walked a few steps faster to Natasha Romanov, who was at the front, and reached out to support the red-haired agent who was walking unsteadily, leaving only the tall and thin middle-aged agent alone to understand .

"...three people on a date?" he murmured incredulously.

On the mobile phone in the middle-aged agent's hand, the middle-aged engineer on the other side of the phone was also shocked.

"Old people who can't keep up with the trend."

Samun Xiao clicked his tongue, expressing complete disdain for the reaction of the two middle-aged and elderly colleagues.

"...so you guys were actually working for the Northern Lights project?"

Natasha Romanov turned her head and asked Samun Shaw as she walked.

"Clean up those involved in the terrorist attack?"

"Notanymore."

The dark-haired female agent shrugged.

"I did this before, when I was working for the ISA. It ended up being the last cleanup target myself after a few years."

Natasha Romanov nodded knowingly.

"Then what on earth are you—" doing now?

"Saving irrelevant numbers. The Machine sees far more than terrorist attacks. It sees any crime. But those warnings that don't constitute terrorist attacks are shelved by the government. So ordinary people whose lives are hanging by a thread... "

Before their tears fell—

Samun Xiao looked at the light of the approaching exit and said briskly.

"Let us save."

"—Fire."

On the other side of the city, artillery fire continued to descend.

"Fire."

The dark green woman stood in the firelight, locked on the target with a smile, and gave the order.

"Fire."

"boom!!!"

Another miniature missile fell, and Madame Hydra turned her head to avoid the flying stones, looked at the thick smoke and fire in front of her, and showed an elegant and decent smile.

"Fire!"

Wherever she waved her finger, the earth trembled violently again!

"That guy Zemo... finally did something worthwhile."

Lady Hydra closed her eyes, bathed in the waves of heat and flames rushing towards her, and exhaled freely.

The glasses she wears communicate with all monitoring equipment and scanning equipment in the Skynet project, including satellite images, and the earphones she wears communicate with all phone calls, emails, and network information.The huge flow of information flowed into her brain through the screening of the Samaritan, and then through her voice, gave instructions to the military strike system deployed by the Earth Defense Plan——

— Now, she is Skynet.

She opened her eyes and looked at the scan results displayed on the glasses.

After bursts of explosions, the three little red dots were still alive and kicking.

Madame Hydra tilted her head slightly, genuinely confused.

"How many missiles are there?"

"Twelve."

The adjutant next to him reported.

"Twelve...how come none of them died?"

The uncombed hair flicked, and the woman who was very dissatisfied with the result shook her head, and was about to order more weapons to be deployed——

——A call came in.

She paused her attack to pick up a contact call from Hydra's base.

"What... what did you say?"

For the first time, the smile on Lady Hydra's face disappeared.

"—Huh? Retreat?"

She didn't want to appreciate the beautiful scene in front of her anymore, she turned around and had a low voice conversation with the person on the other end of the headset.

"No, no, no, I'm going to kill them. Isn't retreating now a waste of all previous efforts?"

While restraining her emotions to talk, Mrs. Hydra impatiently hit the ground with her metal heel lightly, making a slight "click".

"—what? He wants to come by himself?!"

Her voice suddenly amplified for a moment, and then retracted quickly, with a very irritated expression rarely seen on her face.

"... Huh? Want to persuade Captain America? Is there something wrong with his mind? Just relying on his terrible fighting skills, he came to deliver food to Captain America? Didn't you stop him?"

What was said on the phone caused the temperature of Mrs. Hydra's body to drop sharply.

"...Dare he threaten me?"

Metal heel stops hitting the ground.

"A rubbish baron... dares to threaten me by climbing up with his father's money?"

Her face was dark and terrible.

"Good... good, good!"

Madame Hydra said three times in a row, laughing out of anger.

"Tell Zemo that all my troops will follow me and evacuate, even if he dies crying, don't even think about getting backup from me-even a single bullet!"

She tore off the contact earphone, raised her foot and crushed it severely.

"withdraw."

Madame Hydra, who was still angry, ordered concisely.

The author says:

The awesome Boss is offline, and the stupid fans will be online soon.

This way of going offline is inspired by Sherlock... The second season of Moriarty's furious one-man show left a deep impression on me... Dramatic and a little funny [Laughing]

The lady who ate a turtle: Go to die, idiot Zemo!

Zemo: Here I come, Captain America!

As for Snake, she's really not paddling.

Green Tea: I want to protect my favorite babies - Steve and Grant! 【The head of the snake flicks wildly】

Big Mouth: ...Steve, don't look at me like that, I can prove that Hydera really only likes you.

Muscle: [No time to talk, eating missiles]

In addition, the part of "Suspect Tracker" has some time and time changes compared with the original work for the sake of natural integration, and the overall change is very small. The poi pattern is a bit big, and the characters are too individual, so I spent a lot of thought on natural integration.But it's so good... There's too little food, I can't help but cut the meat and taste it... I beg everyone to go to the drama of Kangkang... [Then produce food for me to eat]

Some comments focused on answering areas:

Seeing that the babes must have discovered it now, I have a more delicate and comprehensive style, and I will dig out huge events bit by bit from the line, and explain things bit by bit.And it will be divided into multiple lines and carried out synchronously.In this way, reading will not be boring, and there will be a certain sense of tension and unknown, and as you advance step by step, you will also have a refreshing feeling of seeing the big scene x.Everyone has been paying close attention to why Snake Snake has not been liberated and why Madam is not over yet, these are things to be dealt with later.

As for the fact that the front line is too long, it is actually because of the problem of changing every day.The feeling of chasing updates is always different from watching it in one go. Someone said before that the first ten chapters did not leave the laboratory, and in the middle it was said that a date dragged on for six or seven chapters. Later, it was a ship that couldn’t get through more than ten chapters. Now it is a villain. Played ten chapters.If you are a new reader who reads it in one breath, you won’t have this feeling——

——But the baby who is chasing more!You have supported this author!This author depends on your nourishment!Only then can we eat and sleep, and have the strength to code!Especially the baby who left a message!I remember your IDs!I also reply to all the comments that I can reply!You are all my angels!The author needs the support and love of angel babies like you to be motivated to lay eggs! ! ! [Cackling! 】

In addition, watching everyone grow up and interact like an old mother, don't you feel proud!That's it for now, think about Grant, is there a sense of satisfaction!Grant like it or not!Do you have the feeling that your aunt laughs when you think of him!

Babies don't worry.It is unrealistic to explain it in one chapter. This is writing an outline rather than writing an essay.The baby who was lucky enough to catch my detailed outline at night should know that that part of the detailed outline is less than a thousand words, and will eventually be expanded into two or three chapters of the main text, and that part of the detailed outline only occupies one sentence of the outline x, but the final rendering effect is obviously The text is the best, smooth and full of atmosphere.Retelling a story is not the same as writing it. If I really write a journal and the progress is fast, you may not see this article at all hahahahaha.

[In the end, although I know when and who will go online and who will go offline, it’s all in my head. Which one...]

In addition, when I said to give out red envelopes, you all came out!This is trying to make me bankrupt!gas!I like chatting so much, so I can't usually have more quacks with me!You have to have a red envelope to come out! 【Drum cheeks】

PS: The update is resumed at [-]:[-] every morning.