Marvel's princess becomes king

Chapter 996 Hey, Hydera!
The artificial intelligence is good, but this is not the artificial intelligence that Bella needs. On the contrary, she also wants to hinder the other party from running this artificial intelligence.

"So your Samaritan needs the government to release the public information database and upload all the data to your artificial intelligence server?"

The old man did not answer directly, but retreated as an advance: "For the public, they will only lose a small part of their personal privacy, but they can get a sufficient security environment in exchange. I think this is very appropriate."

Bella shook her head lightly: "Sir, your rhetoric did not convince me that the people's right to privacy cannot be violated. The president just signed a bill to increase the salaries of the police and security practitioners. We are now."

She pointed to the screen: "Connect your Samaritans now, and the 92 police officers who account for three thousandths of the country's population will lose more than half of them. I don't think it's a good time to launch your Samaritans." opportunity."

Holding high the two banners of inviolability of public privacy and unemployment, Bella vetoed the old man's artificial intelligence program without giving the old man a chance. The government will not allocate money, let alone open the database, so get out.

The old man with a wrinkled face was very depressed, and he had prepared a lot to say, but he was rejected before he even said a few words, which made him very upset, but his arms couldn't twist his thighs, so he could only think of a way.

The old man took three of his men and left the Pentagon in a Chevrolet.

Along the way, the old man with a wrinkled face kept calling, trying to contact acquaintances, and doing work on Tombella. He still had some connections. After going around seven or eight times, he contacted the single parent on Charlie's side. The female chief of staff of several BUFFs such as mother, Latino, and highly educated.

"We hope the White House can pass the Samaritan's order smoothly." Before he finished speaking, he heard his bodyguard exclaim, and then a series of gunshots rang out, and the bodyguard's blood spattered his head and face, and finally The Chevrolet was overturned to the side road by the shock wave caused by the explosion. The old man was on his feet, his face was covered with blood, and his cloudy eyes looked out of the car window. He saw a tall man wearing goggles, a mask, and a black combat uniform walking away. to his face.

The man's steps are steady, and the distance of each step is as precise as if measured. He is holding an M4A1 carbine with an M203A1 grenade launcher, a SIG-P226 pistol hanging on his right leg, and a grenade and a tactical straight knife on his waist. This guy is like a walking arsenal, the most eye-catching thing is the man's left arm, a pure metal arm glowing with silver light, and the red five-pointed star on the upper left arm is particularly eye-catching.

The wrinkled John Greer was roughly pulled out of the Chevrolet by the man. The man grabbed him by the neck with the mechanical arm, and threw him into another car as if throwing some debris, and then raised his head. and go.

When John Greer woke up again, he found himself in a dim room, surrounded by several heavily armed soldiers, and a curly-haired, not tall, well-groomed old man was looking at him.

When he was young, he was also an agent of the British intelligence agency. John Greer quickly calmed down. His eyes swept over the faces of many soldiers. Considering his old age and frailty, he broke free from the shackles and killed in one go. The chances are really not high, he can only sigh secretly, and look at the old man standing in front of him.

"Minister Pierce, do you have anything to eat here? I'm a little hungry."

Alexander Pierce put his hands in his pockets, looking down at this equally ambitious old guy.

"Mr. Greer, you must be very annoyed now, right? Actually, there is no need. You did not lose to me, but to a powerful organization. With the ability of the organization to deal with you alone, you have no chance of winning, surrender Go ahead, hand over the Samaritan source code, and I'll make them give you a kick."

John Greer's face was solemn, and there were more wrinkles on his face.

He wanted to know more about the enemy, and immediately asked, "Is the organization you're talking about SHIELD?"

"Hahahaha - S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Haha, this guy doesn't know our situation at all!"

Alexander Pierce and the surrounding soldiers roared with laughter, only the man with the metal arm who captured John Greer had a cold face without a trace of a smile.

John Greer's heart turned cold. If these people admit that they are S.H.I.E.L.D., then he may still have a chance to survive, but now the other party has no intention of keeping it secret. He knows the other party's secret and left alive. The odds are very slim.

The Hydra agent on the side took out the suitcase he used to show Bella, opened the box, and stayed at the key input interface.

Another Hydra agent cuts the rope on John Greer.

"The original intention of Samaritan's development is to restore the world to a stable and efficient order, right? In fact, our purpose is the same, please give us Samaritan. Database? Funds? Manpower? These We have everything, and our resources and contacts will continue to develop your artificial intelligence." Alexander Pierce said word by word.

With a "bang" gunshot, the ambitious John Greer, who dreamed of using artificial intelligence to shape a new world, fell into a pool of blood.

Alexander Pierce walked to the secret door on the side, he pushed the door lightly, looked at the tall man inside and said, "Leader, we have obtained the control authority of the Samaritans."

Captain America sat upright, motionless, as if he had been talking to the soul gem in his hand that was emitting orange light.

It wasn't until Alexander Pierce spoke for the second time that he stood up: "Leave it to Zola. I believe he can complete our insight plan."

A strange electronic voice sounded: "As the successor of the Red Skull, your orders are all mine, and I will start working immediately! The insight plan will go online smoothly according to your plan."

"Very good, you are a loyal Hydra." Captain America asked Alexander Pierce again: "Is Phil Coulson sure he is dead?"

"Yes, leader, I have seen the corpse with my own eyes."

"What about his investigative reports on me?"

"Leader, all the materials that Coulson has handled have been destroyed by Grande Ward."

Captain America played with the soul gem in his hand: "...Phil Coulson is an excellent agent, he admires Captain America so much, unfortunately, that Captain America is just his imagination. I'm going back to the Avengers Building first, don't Take the initiative to contact me, everything is going according to plan, our target is two people, Baron Sterak who wants to challenge my status, and Nick Fury who hinders me from ruling the world."

"Hey, Hydera!" Alexander Pierce raised his arm.

Captain America also raised his arms: "Hey, Hydera!"

(End of this chapter)