The knight passing by Marvel

Chapter 622 Hunting
In the night sky, the moon and stars are sparse, casting bright silver light towards the earth, and the objects on the ground are reflected indistinctly, like thousands of ghosts and monsters running rampant in the world.

The sirens of the Salisbury Plain were still echoing in the sky. Searchlights pierced the night sky, shining on the sky and the earth, breaking the boundless black barrier, and shining pieces of light. I felt chills all over my body.

The command center of Stonehenge was dead silent, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly. Everyone was stunned to see the signal lost one by one, leaving only the screen full of snowflakes. In just two seconds, more than a dozen people were lost just like that. connect.

After being stunned for three or four seconds, someone thought of their responsibilities, pulled the headset, and shouted loudly, but no one responded.

"How did this happen?" John Garrett felt his whole body lose his strength, and he slumped on the chair, his palm unconsciously caressing his abdomen. The hard steel plate made him extremely unwilling and annoyed.

In Nuo Da’s tent, there was only the voice of the agent in charge of liaison calling, but the microphone seemed to be broken, and no sound could be heard, which made people’s hearts sink little by little until they reached the place called Despair. abyss.

Finally, someone couldn't bear the fear and despair. He walked up to John Garrett, who hadn't recovered yet, and said with courage, "Sir, what should we do next? Do you want to evacuate?"

The "lesson" in March is still vivid, the same equipment failure, the same equipment explosion, the same energy explosion, the same people suddenly lost contact inside
Last time, almost all the agents stationed at Stonehenge were wiped out. Only a few 20 people escaped. After being brought back to the headquarters, they were never seen again. They were obviously transferred to an unknown place to prevent them from Tell what's going on here and maybe even get retired.

"Evacuate?!" John Garrett's heart trembled when he heard these two words. Once he left, it would not be so easy to come back. His status in Hydra is not very high , the ability is also average, the only advantage is that the time of defection is earlier, and it is only then that he has obtained such a high position.

If you mess up this mission, then...
Being punished is a trivial matter, the key is without these fruits, when will the Centipede Project make a breakthrough? The Super Soldier Project started as early as World War II. Dr. Zola injected the serum extracted from the blood of the Red Skull into the experiment body, creating a total of Five successful experimental subjects.

However, the death of the Red Skull made this experiment impossible. Later, when Hydra was destroyed, it was even more impossible to mention it. It was not until the 90s and [-]s that Hydra accumulated enough resources to mention super soldiers again. plan.

The death of Dr. Zola put the Super Soldier plan on hold again, until Alexander Pierce, then director, brought back Dr. Hyde Johnson and formulated the centipede plan with the formula in his hands as the core. The ultimate goal is mass production Super soldiers, even temporarily.

The centipede project has a history of 20 years, and it has only advanced to the second stage, which is to produce qualified death fighters. However, the mature serum of the third stage can repair the defective first-generation death fighters, and they will be able to truly live. , but the 'forest cannibalism' happened again.

Again, it is easy to retreat, but difficult to come back.

John Garrett didn't say a word, looking at the dark forest under the searchlight with a gloomy face. The dense branches, leaves and roots filled the gaps. Even in the daytime, if you look down from above, you can't see Conditions on the ground, let alone at night.

"Sir." The agent yelled again, reminding John Garrett that time was really running out, he had to run or die, it was better than being eaten by vines anyway.

"Retreat!" John Garrett squeezed the word out between his teeth. When he spoke, his face looked ferocious as if he wanted to eat people, and he would do it no matter how unwilling he was.A large number of Hydra agents have gathered here. Once the entire army is wiped out, even if he survives, he will be slaughtered by Alexander Pierce, who has suffered heavy losses during this period.

"Yes!" John Garrett's words eased the tense atmosphere in the control center. Everyone secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and then ran out scramblingly, for fear that if they were too late, they would be caught by the vine forest that was about to expand rapidly. swallowed up.

Various armored vehicles and cars parked around the camp were activated. In a tense atmosphere, the agents and soldiers evacuated and boarded the vehicles in batches in an orderly manner. The armed helicopters patrolling around the Salisbury Plain also began to approach and evacuate Come on, get ready to take some soldiers.

John Garrett sat in the armed helicopter that lifted off and looked back at the large pitch-dark vine forest. He couldn't look back for a long time. There was hope for him to live there, but he was driven into the abyss again.

"There is still a chance," John Garrett murmured to himself in a low voice, "It only erupts once every four months, and it will definitely return to normal tomorrow, and then you can go in and pick the fruits. It will definitely be possible."

He can only comfort himself like this now, otherwise the despair of waiting for death will completely overwhelm him.

The retreating cars set off one after another, and each lamp illuminated the road ahead, away from the dark forest along the road extending in all directions.

In the same darkness, the open space in Helm's Underworld Valley was full of tall and short monsters, as many as three or four thousand, almost equal to the amount of fertilizer Hydra fed the forest. Although these monsters were of different heights, they could Appearance is roughly the same.

The whole body is covered with cuticles as rough as old tree bark. The lower body roughly maintains the appearance of a human, while the upper body is quite different from that of a human. The arms are thicker than the thighs, and the palms are claws that are thirty to forty centimeters long.

The head was wider than the body, but there were no facial features on it, only a slit in the center. When it opened, there were densely packed teeth inside. It turned out to be a big mouth that could swallow a person.

These strange people from all directions stopped still after they lined up in the open space, as if they had pressed the pause button. If there were no strange people walking around, they would definitely make people think it was a painting.

I don't know how long it took, the open space was already full of all kinds of weirdos, and the last ones came were a dozen or so weirdos whose scales and armor were mixed with fragments of gray chemical-proof suits. Like a thousand weirdos, he stopped all activities.

'Squeak! The door of the wooden house was pushed open by a hand, and Hela walked out immediately. The rotten Hela was not much better than the Hela who was killed by Thor, and there were many white spots on her body. The dense bones, the fire of the soul visible to the naked eye, circulates on the surface and inside of the bones, preventing the remaining eternal fire in the body, and eroding the bones.

Even in such a mess, Hela was still wearing the dark armor, but the cloak was missing. It should have been burned to ashes by the eternal fire, and the armor on her body was full of traces of melting, which ran counter to exquisiteness and beauty. .

But Hela didn't care, and tried to maintain her final demeanor. With empty eye sockets, she looked at the densely packed weird people standing in front of the wooden house, and said hoarsely: "My army of death, start your hunting, and turn that world into a world of monsters." Our hunting ground."

The weirdos didn't move at all, and there was no response at all, but Hela who announced the "pre-war mobilization" seemed extremely excited. She reached into the pocket on the side of the armor with her right hand and took out a yellow-green fruit covered with thorns. Raise it high above your head.

Driven by Hela's divine power of death, the pear-shaped fruit radiated dazzling light, and then divided into thousands, like a meteor shower, falling towards the dense crowd of strange people in front, falling on each strange person, blending into their hearts in vivo.

As if finishing the finishing touch, the strange man who was still still just started to move immediately, just like the people in the audience when the leader was speaking. But he showed a joyful smile, and said to himself: "It's really useful, bet on the future of Haim's underworld, let the army of death attack."

The weirdos seemed to have heard Hela's words, and they all raised their sharp claws one by one. The mouth was so huge that it could swallow a person, and then turned around and walked towards the direction they came from. It was several times faster than when it came.

After a while, all the weirdos on the ground left completely, while Hela was still standing there, staring deeply at the army of death she had scattered.She has put her all on it, just to fight for a future, instead of staying in the dark, dead Heim Underworld, slowly waiting to die.

Escaping from Asgard does not mean getting rid of the eternal flame. This flame has already penetrated into her body, tormenting Hela all the time. Even with the protection of the coldest soul fire, her body is still being burned Burning little by little.

When she fled back to Haim's Underworld, she was just beyond recognition, but now she has been burned into half a skeleton, which shouldn't be so serious, but Hela spent a lot of soul fire in order to fight for the future, and she can no longer suppress the eternal the fire.

Now Hela has no way out, either she is completely burned to ashes by the eternal flame, not even a bit of soul is left, or she is reborn, and there is no third way to go.

It wasn't until the last weirdo disappeared from Hela's sight that she turned around and walked back to the low wooden house. The wooden house was only about ten square meters outside, but the inside was quite spacious. Ten trucks could easily drive side by side, five A Hela stack may not be able to touch the roof.

There is no furniture in Nuo Da's wooden house, only a big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves, no more than three meters high, but the root system is extremely developed, piercing deep into the ground, spreading towards the surroundings, extending to Heim's underworld. Every corner absorbs the energy of Haim's underworld.

A single root absorbs very little energy, but when hundreds of millions of roots gather together, the energy is quite terrifying, making the whole body of the tree radiant with dazzling brilliance, and finally all the light gathers at the ends of several branches, There were seven pea-sized fruits hanging there, along with two broken stems.

A large amount of energy poured into these seven fruits continuously, but no changes occurred in the fruits, obviously making them ripen was not a one-time effort.

The monsters who were far away from the wooden house continued to disperse. From crowded to sparse and then no second one could be seen within a hundred meters, the monster stopped, and the huge head was separated from the middle, revealing a mouth full of sharp teeth. Spit out a long tongue and wave it forward.

The pitch-black void actually split open, forming a gap that was bigger than the strange man. 'Inside' were layers of old cars, and bright sunlight penetrated, illuminating the land that had been shrouded in darkness for an unknown amount of time. .

With a roar, the weirdo jumped out and entered the old car dismantling factory. He was exposed to the sun, but he was not afraid. His head without facial features twisted around, as if he was observing the four, and then he chose a direction. Walk forward along the corridor formed by stacked cars.

Only ten meters away, a worker carrying a big hammer walked out at the corner, and saw the strange man staggering forward at a glance, and was stunned, why did someone run to the factory to play cosplay, how dangerous, just about to speak After yelling, I saw the opponent's head split open, revealing the densely packed teeth and pink flesh inside.

The worker's eyes were wide open, and his shocked mouth could not be closed. The next second, a long and thin tongue popped out of the cavity, instantly hitting the worker's body, piercing his heart with ease, making him even a little bit of sound Didn't say anything, just fell to the ground with a 'plop'.

Only then did the weirdo withdraw his tongue, and at the same time brought back the corpse, holding it in his huge mouth. When he turned around, there was already a dark gap in the air behind him, allowing the weirdo to walk back to Heim in a grand manner. In the underworld, the cracks in space closed, leaving no trace, not even a drop of blood on the ground.

The strange man who returned to Helm's Underworld was walking forward waddlingly with the corpse in his mouth. The food in his mouth had such a big gap in his heart, but no blood flowed out. , The blood in this worker's body has been coagulated.

As the monsters walked, more and more monsters appeared in the jungle. Without exception, there was a prey in the huge mouth, but not all the monsters were intact. It's bullet holes, even shrapnel.

Most of the mouth of the most serious one was blown open. It was obvious that a grenade had exploded inside, but even after being blown up like this, the weirdo was still alive and kicking, and with only half of his mouth left, he held a body firmly in his mouth. Someone who wears digital camouflage with a pattern of a spreading eagle.

A large number of weirdos gathered from all directions, and once again gathered in the valley, but this time they did not go to the wooden house, but came to the river, and threw the food in their mouths into the river as black as ink. Turn around, walk in the direction you came, and prepare for the second hunt.

(End of this chapter)