Chapter 1 Hydra

Ke Lun slumped on the bed bored, flicking his fingers and watching short videos one after another.

"The current marketing accounts are becoming more and more unprofessional. They can't even be a headline party. They don't have the desire to click on them at all."

After flipping up and down for a long time, finally, a short video titled "Top 10 most failed changes in League of Legends, you have no heart for your fist" attracted Curran's attention.

Familiar bgm, familiar electronically synthesized sound, familiar copywriting format, it is obvious that this is another garbage work produced in the assembly line, successfully wasting 3 minutes of his time.

But Curran was really too boring, so he left a message in the comment area.

"You don't even have the talent to delete and steal money. You know the League of Legends with a hammer. Get out of the marketing account."

In the next second, Curran was about to swipe away, but before his fingers moved, a reply had already appeared under his message.

"You also think the burglary omen shouldn't be removed, that's great."

Seeing the reply whose id was a string of garbled characters, Ke Lun was suddenly embarrassed. He just typed two words to slap this marketing account in his spare time.

Why is it that the person on the opposite side seems to have found a bosom friend who shares the same views? ?

But since he was bored, he was doing everything to pass the time, and Ke Lun, who lacked interest, typed out a line perfunctorily:

"Omen of Stealing brings a lot of uncertainty to the game and improves the game's playability. It's a pity to delete it."

"Ding dong." Another second.

"Thank you so much for your approval, then I think you will make good use of this gift I gave you."

gift, what gift?I won't meet a lunatic.

Ke Lun was about to quickly switch to the next short video, and when he was away from this strange man, his mobile phone screen suddenly emitted a strong white light, which stimulated him to close his eyes immediately.

After that, he completely lost consciousness.

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1941, Europe, somewhere in the Alps.

At the foot of this majestic mountain, in the hard rock and frozen soil that has been deposited for millions of years, a group of shady careerists hollowed it out and built a large-scale underground base.

Secret rooms and passages, clear and dark whistles, and countless defensive measures have turned it into a fortress of death that is difficult to break through.

Every day, the huge supplies plundered from the entire European continent will be easily digested by this greedy behemoth, and then converted into the most advanced weapons, ammunition, equipment and those indescribable taboo products of this era and shipped to the front to help the great first The Three Reichs won one glorious victory after another.

On the thick and tall alloy gate at the entrance of the base, a hideous and terrifying skull and snake foot logo reveals the identity of the owner of the base - Hydra.

Although Hydra will continue the concept of "cutting off one head and growing two heads", it will divide its tentacles and mind into many parts, hiding in every corner of the world.

But when the situation permits, sharing a large and powerful body is still their ideal choice.

And if this underground fortress is called the body of the Hydra, then the experimental hall "hive" is the heart of the entire Hydra.

At this time, it happened to be the time for the "hive" to change shifts. A large number of scientific researchers in white coats and lab coats silently cleaned up their workbenches. Only then can we leave from the main entrance to meet our meal and rest time.

Looking down from the monitoring platform at a high place, the crowd is like a white spring, trickling, but extremely quiet. In the spacious hall, there is only the "rustling" sound of white coats rubbing against each other.

Obviously, as researchers, they are also highly trained.

But in this huge crowd, there is a person with ulterior motives hiding in troubled waters.

He seemed to be unable to squeeze into the flow of people because of his weak body, so he could only slowly move forward outside the aisle, being bumped by people next to him from time to time, so he fell to the test bench and leaned against it to rest.

After he left, there were a few unremarkable items missing from the experimental table. It was obvious that he had done some disgraceful things under the cover of his sleeves.

After a while, the person who was supposed to be the first to come out from the experimental platform was closer to the gate, but he lingered in the middle of the crowd before reaching the inspection checkpoint.

He showed a flattering smile to the heavily armed security personnel, but the other party ignored him and went through a whole set of body search procedures on his own. Finally, he looked at the green indicator light on the machine and pushed it away roughly.

"Next!"

After leaving the experiment hall, the solemn and cautious atmosphere among the researchers suddenly relaxed, and a few of them began to ask their friends to go to the entertainment area to have some fun.

At this moment, a loud shout came from the corridor.

"Karen, you are so slow again, you have been waiting for me for a long time, come out with me next time."

Following the sound, a tall, blond man with obvious Germanic features walked towards the door against the flow of people and greeted the frail young man.

That's right, the "Ke Lun" that the blond man said was exactly the Ke Lun who was forcibly transported to this world after a burst of white light.

After the blond man approached Ke Lun, he directly grabbed his arm, rushed away from the crowd, and ran towards the restaurant. While running, he said:

"Hurry up, go to dinner, don't you always complain that the work in the hive is fixed every day, it's extremely boring, don't you want to find something else to do?"

"It just so happened that a batch of high-end weapons were sent back from the front line to the base for maintenance in the past two days. The logistics department was short of manpower and borrowed from us. My brother and I recommended you. Don't worry, the working hours will be three times longer. I will write to you at the end Excellent evaluation, so your third-level researcher can almost be replaced by a second-level researcher."

As he spoke, he turned his head and winked at Curran.

Hearing his words, Ke Lun suddenly cheered up from the sluggish state of fishing all day. This was the opportunity he had been waiting for for a long time.

Realizing this, he immediately quickened his pace.

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Even though more than half a year has passed, Curran still often regrets that he left a message under that video.

After all, who would want to live in peace and tranquility? However, if you want to come to this World War II period where human life is so trivial, you are afraid.

What's more, this is the Marvel world that will experience a crisis of extinction in a few years.

What's more, he has become a member of the notorious evil organization-Hydra.

Curen, who is familiar with the direction of the plot, only feels that his future has been cast a thick shadow.

As for why you joined Hydra, listen to the name of your predecessor, Ke Lunzhou, and then look at his Chinese-American features with black hair and black eyes, and finally the physical condition of suffering from asthma, obstructive anemia and other chronic diseases.

In front of him, his weak appearance of collapsing at the first sight of the wind does have elements of acting, but more than half of it is not pretending.

No matter how you think about it, this situation does not meet the head of state's "higher race" standard, so in order to avoid being cleared, Curran's parents contacted the August family where the blond young Heilman lived.

And the August family is considered to be a little powerful within Hydra. After some investigation, Curran was brought under his command, and at the same time, their family was given the protection of Hydra.

But how hot and powerful Hydra is at this time, how harsh the liquidation they will get after the defeat of the war.

Those high-ranking smugglers can slip away and even change their doors and become the guests of Britain and the United States.

And low-level people like Curran can only go through the trial honestly, bear the infamy for most of their lives, and then watch TV every few years, praying that superheroes can save the world again.

Thinking of such a life, Curran couldn't help feeling chills in his heart.

Fortunately, he still has the last reliance. He calmed down and stopped thinking about it. Curen began to concentrate on repairing the huge machinery in front of him, but in the back and forth of getting parts, the number would always be inexplicably missing.

……

When Curran returned to the dormitory after the maintenance overtime was over, the mechanical clock on the wall had passed 12 o'clock, and the other three people in the room had gone to bed.

Seeing Ke Lun coming back, they just nodded to each other, then turned over to face the wall and began to rest.

Indifference and vigilance are the main theme inside Hydra.

So Ke Lun, who had been working all day, also took a quick shower and fell into a deep sleep on the bed.

Until a certain moment in the middle of the night, he opened his eyes...

 I know that the number of words in this book is very small, and readers like to keep books, but I hope that I can click to the latest chapter even if I don’t read it. This operation is very important, thank you!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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