[Comprehensive] Hero Dogma

A 12-point alert was raised.

"yes?"

"I am quite satisfied with the results of your research."

Schmidt's eyes turned, and he looked at the subordinate who fell to the ground and screamed "ahhh", and there was also a strengthened mouse that threw its left and right paws and front teeth on the opponent's face, and the combo count was about to break a hundred.

"I hope you can continue to work hard and achieve the results we expected as soon as possible."

Dr. Erskine didn't dare to say anything other than nodding "yes", just listening to the louder and louder movements outside the laboratory, and thinking that his family's wealth and life were in Schmidt's hands. The anxious look in Schmidt's eyes made him believe that he had completely mastered the scientist.

"As for Lucas, you don't have to worry about it, Doctor."

Finally, he patted Dr. Erskine on the shoulder. Schmidt left a sentence: "As long as you obey, you will be rewarded." The wrestling subordinates left the laboratory.

Schmidt's eyeliner is everywhere in the barracks. Originally, he only regarded Lucas as a loyal and dedicated subordinate. He planned to check the other party's wealth and background procedurally. If there were no major flaws, he would be promoted. By the way Let others see how promising it is to follow him.

Hydra is in the development stage, the more people it can attract to join, the more talents it can filter out that are worth cultivating.

He didn't expect that although he didn't find a talent this time, he found something more exciting than talent—the legendary assassin.

It is said that there is an ancient organization with a history of thousands of years. Its whereabouts are mysterious, and there are rumors that they hold in their hands unimaginable power and treasures that belong to God.

If these could be his—

Schmidt felt trembling with excitement just by imagining it.

That little assassin will definitely fall into his hands!definitely will!

The seventh step of job transfer

I've spent a few months healing my knee and planning to make a comeback.

But when I groped back to the mountain in the dark, I found that the entire camp had been moved away... It's true, all of them were moved away, not even a single toilet was left in such a clean way.

How naive, Schmidt, do you think you can get rid of me like this?

I can find you once, I can find you a second time!

After my all-round investigation, I soon found Schmidt's new fortress, and after carefully and cautiously studying the surrounding defense facilities and personal inspection operations, I made a major decision.

I'll come back after I've got Zola late first!

He even dared to install the "Knee Destroyer" on every wall of the fortress, and not only one tube, but to ensure that the range of each tube can cover each other, and the installation density ensures that there is no shooting dead angle.

That's really mean, Zora.

As a weapon developer, if you have the ability to mount a gun barrel on the wall, don't you have the courage to come out and let us fight one-on-one!

I let you with a slingshot!What a mess!

Wait for me, when I go back to the United States and re-equip, then I will directly stab through the gate all the way and crush you, you big-headed shrimp with glasses!

By the time I made my way back to the United States, the European continent was already in chaos, Hitler ignored the Treaty of Versailles, and the Spanish Civil War was a mess, and the situation in the United States was already very good.

Facing this failure, after some reflections, I think the reason lies in the exposure of my undercover identity——If my undercover identity had not been revealed, Schmidt would not have sent a sniper to ambush me, and I would have been able to assassinate him smoothly. I underestimated the management of the army. I didn't expect them to conduct a background check on a small soldier.

No, even if there is no background check, once I was undercover in Schmidt's barracks, once a soldier who is particularly gossip comes to chat with me to enhance the relationship, my undercover identity does not need to wait for Schmidt to take action, it is likely to be on the spot It was punctured!

I just snatched "Lucas"'s uniform and name tag, but didn't snatch his story and life. This is not a problem in the short-term assassination, but it is a fatal loophole in the long-term mission!

I still underestimated the test on the road of heroes...

Learning must be strengthened again.

But I don't plan to go back to the Assassin's Farm, where I can learn assassination skills, but obviously when dealing with regular troops, pure assassination skills can't help me gain much advantage.I decided to settle in New York City.Here is the most populous city in the United States, where you can observe the crowd and learn how to better integrate into the environment.

On the day when I achieve mastery, I will be able to kill Schmidt in front of a whole company of Nazis, and I will be recorded in the annals of history. Elementary school students across the country will look at my photo in history textbooks, and it will say "Great Heroes Assassin - Mr. Enzo Mills".

Tsk, so to speak, I haven't practiced how to be photographed in 24 hours, 360 degrees and all directions without dead ends!

As a hero, there must be many reporters who want to take pictures of me. What if someone accidentally gets caught picking my nose or picking my teeth in an indecent photo?

Must add this to hero training too!

Alas... Having a lofty ambition is destined to experience all kinds of hardships on the road of life.

Make a good observation and study plan. I work as a staff member in the amusement park on Coney Island. This is an unobtrusive position. People who come to the amusement park usually focus on their own entertainment activities, or on the friends and family around them. , no one would care about waiters in uniforms sweeping the floor with their heads bowed.

I have a lot of observation subjects, fake men and poor women in love; parents with forced smiles and children who don't know why they are sad; pornographic teens with dirty smiles and whispering comments on women's ass... …

If I'm going to design a flawless identity infiltration, then it's best to see these faces everywhere in my story. Not only do I have to fit into the group, but my story has to fit into the group.

In the fourth week, I met a strange combination.

It was a combination of two men and two women. The moment I saw them, my mind automatically labeled them "double dates".

The girls in the group of four are of good quality, the makeup on their faces is not thick, and they look like two delicate and beautiful women even after removing the makeup.The materials of the clothes are ordinary, but they are clean and tidy. It can be seen that they have carefully prepared for this date.

But the male part is... well, a little bit more contrasting.

Leaving personality and personality aside for the time being, male partner No. [-] is not tall and burly, but he has reached the current average level, and he is quite attractive in terms of body proportions.But male partner No. [-]... I almost suspected that he was underage when I didn't see his face at first!

I couldn't help wondering whether male companion No. [-] hated the little guy he brought from the bottom of his heart, so he deliberately chose this way to humiliate him. Beautiful girls walked beside male companion No. [-], one The eyes are too lazy to give alms to the little man.

But the little guy doesn't seem to be angry at being humiliated at all, and the first male partner brings the topic to his little friend from time to time──

"Speaking of art, did you know that Steve can draw! I have a suggestion, why don't you ask him to do a sketch for you? Right there, with a roller coaster in the background! What do you say, Steve?"

While talking, male partner No. [-] winked at the little man—Steve—probably asking Steve to cooperate with him.

"Uh... oh, yes!" Steve took out a sketchbook and some bundled pencils from his slung backpack, "I happened to have a drawing..."

"Look, Bucky, there are fewer people queuing up the roller coaster! Let's go!"

"Yes, yes! Let's go to the queue, otherwise we will have to wait for a long time!"

Before Steve could open the sketchbook, the two girls pushed the number one "Bucky" in the direction of the roller coaster. It's hard for them to walk well on such high heels.

With a sigh, Steve closed the sketchbook and put it back in his bag, struggling to break through the crowd and catch up to his friends.

"Sorry, let me..."

The appearance of that small version moving in the sea of ​​people made me worry that he might be accidentally trampled to death.

In the spirit that heroes should help the weak, I went around a few steps in front of Steve, pushed away the crowd and walked in the direction of the roller coaster.

With my opening the way, Steve was finally not so badly pushed by the crowd. Taking advantage of his small size, he drilled left and right and quickly passed the most crowded place. His friend Bucky was meeting him at the queue of the roller coaster. Beckoning, the two girls "just happened" to look elsewhere and didn't notice Steve.

Although I don't know the direction of their line of sight, what's so good about the utility poles and trash cans.

When getting off the roller coaster, Steve held the trash can and vomited for a long time. His friend Bucky kept patting his back and went to buy water for him. It happened for the first time.

The girls haven't seen anyone since the roller coaster round, and I continue to pick up the litter while Bucky comforts a blue-faced Steve.

"do you feel better?"

"I'm fine, really, I feel better. Sorry, Bucky, you can keep hanging out with them and leave me alone."

"Steve, I said that if you really feel that you can't do it, you don't have to force it. Which one of us is with whom? I won't be able to see if you are really okay or just trying to be brave? And