Enlightenment runes in American manga

Chapter 34 Endorsement (4000 words in two)

The Hydra personnel present, who were worried about being involved in the conflict between Schmidt and Raphael, chose to bow their heads and silently counted the ants on the ground.

But I didn't expect that at the moment when everyone wanted to be invisible, someone would be so ungrateful.

On such an important matter as welcoming the return of the leader, it was foolish enough to be late, and now he dared to interrupt the eye contact between the leaders of the two factions.

Can the visitors really not smell the strong smell of gunpowder in the air? !

Everyone glued themselves to the ground, looked back, and turned to the direction of the sound with compassion.

Seeing everyone including Schmidt and Rafael, they all looked towards themselves.

Several hydra in that direction quickly moved away to the two sides, revealing a man and a woman behind them.

Undoubtedly, the people who came were precisely the one who took the time, Curran who arrived a step late, and Ophelia who followed behind him.

He turned around the corridor and saw the two Red Skulls standing opposite each other in the crowd from a distance.

So speaking directly when the atmosphere was tense was not because Curran didn't understand the situation in the field, but on purpose.

After all, today, he is here to fight the Red Skull. The more intense the battle, the more spectators, the better the effect of his debut on the Hydra power stage.

Gracefully and generously, Curran walked to the center of the crowd from the gap, and approached Schmidt with a smile.

Seeing this scene, people who don't know the truth may think that Curran and Schmidt were close old acquaintances before.

Schmidt in front of Curran had a completely different expression, so gloomy and frightening.

He only felt that his return this time, since he saw the red skull mask, deviated from his previous expectations.

The exposure of the biggest secret of disfigurement after the serum injection, Raphael's unexpectedly resolute confrontation, and this strange guy who came out of nowhere.

They were all telling him that it was impossible for him to avoid the fierce confrontation with the "Hive" faction by using both grace and power.

Looking at the young man walking towards him, he was convinced that the other party was a representative of those old and immortal guys in Hydra, who had sent out to compete with him.

A bad breath suddenly surged from the bottom of Red Skull's heart.

Curran's casual suggestion to Dr. Guderian exposed the real appearance under the mask of the Red Skull, and stimulated the other party's true heart that he no longer wanted to hide.

Forbearance for several years is already a manifestation of the Red Skull's heroic character, but now that he is in power, he has tasted the pleasure of being unscrupulous.

Going back to the game of cards, how could he be willing to play some shady tricks with those old guys who exude a decadent aura!
Kill the person in front of you!
Officially declare war on those old guys, and the Hydra under his rule in the future will be more loyal and pure.

This thought, which had been in his mind countless times and was suppressed by him, just reappeared at the right time.

The Red Skull signaled to the captain of the confidant guard at the side, who immediately understood, pulled out the pistol at his waist, and quickly shot at Curran.

But the eye contact and movements of the two were clearly seen by Curen, but he did not stop them.

Because Ophelia, who was behind Curran, was also on high alert.

Before Schmidt's confidant could pull the trigger, she rushed to the opponent's side with her enhanced speed, easily grabbed the gun, and used it to hold the opponent's forehead with her backhand.

"Whoa!"

Seeing that his captain was being controlled by the enemy, the guards behind Schmidt immediately raised their guns, most of them pointed at Curran and Ophelia, and a small part was used to threaten the rest of the "Hive" faction's top brass.

This time, the field was completely detonated. No one thought that the two sides would turn into an armed conflict with guns without saying a word.

The civilian and middle-level Hydras immediately spread out and stayed away from the area where the battle is most likely to happen later.

And those high-level "Hive" faction also quickly hid behind the guards who followed them, and at the same time ordered them to point their guns at Schmidt's side.

For a while, the guards attached to the base, after hesitating, raised their guns sparsely. Although they all avoided aiming at Schmidt, in terms of numbers, they crushed the guards brought by the Red Skull.

To be honest, these low-level guards are willing to participate in this storm of struggle among the high-level. On the one hand, the "Hive" faction has been working in the base for a long time, and their positions are biased.

But more importantly, at the center of the battle group at this time, the woman who pointed at the leader of the opponent was the base security director appointed by the Red Skull just now, and also their immediate superior, Ophelia.

For a long time, Hydra, because of its many factions and strict secrecy, has made it a tradition to follow orders directly to its superiors and refuse to leapfrog command.

So even if Chief Schmidt wants to liquidate in the future, they still have excuses to explain themselves.

But Schmidt had focused all his attention on Curran before, and didn't care about Ophelia who was blocked by his tall figure.

Now the other party has restrained her confidant all at once, expressing her position clearly.

The person who announced his promotion in the last second betrayed himself in the next second. This ridiculous situation was like a slap in the face, slapping Schmidt hard on the face.

He first glanced back at Whitehall. Not only could this trash not control the guards in the base, but even the security director recommended to him was from the "Hive" faction.

Make a decision secretly in your heart, and punish the other party well afterwards.Then, he pushed away the guards in front of him and walked directly towards Curran.

Schmidt has his own judgment on the current form.

Relying on the confrontation of his men, he has no chance of winning.

If he backed down like this and acted as if nothing happened, then the authority he had accumulated in winning battles with all his might would be completely wiped out.

You can only rely on yourself and go out in person!

These base guards dared to point at their own guards, or even shoot at them, but they certainly didn't dare to be presumptuous towards themselves.

The young man in front of him really caused him a lot of trouble. He did not know what method he used to take Ophelia, an important person, under his command in advance.

But as long as I use the "king to king" method to kill him openly, then whether it is the base guards or other centrists, they will turn to support me.

Because this method is brutal and bloody, but it is also the tradition of Hydra.

The only worry is that Ophelia has also undergone body strengthening. If she tries to stop herself, it will definitely take a lot of effort to take down the opponent first.

However, although Ophelia's eyes were full of worry, she didn't move when Schmidt passed by.

Of course, this is what Ke Lun told the other party on the way here. After all, the protagonist of this scene is himself!
Seeing Schmidt push the guard away, Curran understood the other party's plan, and watched the other party get closer and closer, with a bright smile on his face all the time.

At a certain moment, when Schmidt was able to quickly attack him, Curran took the initiative to take two steps forward, stretched out his right hand to grab the opponent's fist from the waist, and swung at him from bottom to top.

Schmidt did not expect his attack to be easily resolved by Curran, and even his fragile wrist fell into the opponent's palm. He immediately wanted to raise his knees and legs to launch the next attack.

But the unbearable pain from his right wrist made him calm down instantly.

The opponent is also a superpower!
And stronger than yourself!
An advanced mutant with a normal human appearance, or an even better user of a body-enhancing serum.

Schmidt's mind turned, he wanted to get away from the enemy in front of him as soon as possible, and then make other plans.

But it was too late, and his other arm was also controlled by Curran.

From the perspective of others, it looks exactly like the strange young man, who took the initiative to meet the angry Schmidt, and then reached out to hold Schmidt's hands, and there was even a trace of sincerity on his face. sorry.

Of course, none of the people present were fools, so they would not believe that the two suddenly shook hands and made peace, but knew that the strange young man was more powerful than Schmidt, who had undergone human enhancement experiments.

Several high-level officials of the "Honeycomb" faction had already shown a relieved smile at this time.

Sure enough, in the face of Schmidt's sudden return, those seniors who were used to storms had long been prepared.

The next step is to see how much benefit the special envoy sent to resolve the matter can wrest from Schmidt.

Only Dr. Guderian and Raphael had ecstasy on their faces, and then great surprise on their faces.

Ke Lun developed a body-strengthening medicine in just three or four days, and has it been successfully used on him? !
Even though the image of Curen's genius was already deeply ingrained in their minds, such an unbelievable ability still caused a huge wave to surge in their hearts.

The scene of some commotion due to the use of guns before became quiet, and everyone watched Curen's next move.

"I'm Curran, and I'm meeting Chief Schmidt for the first time today. I heard that you run the army rigorously, and the imperial soldiers under you are very disciplined."

"I have worked at the base for a long time, and I don't have such awareness. I am late for such an important occasion today. I am really sorry!"

Feeling his hands shaking up and down under the control of the other party, this aggrieved situation like a marionette made Schmidt feel a burst of anger in his heart.

But if you are not strong enough, if you forcibly clash with the opponent, losing to the opponent will only make you lose face.

So he dealt with Curran with a blunt tone:

"Everyone is a colleague who works for Hydra. I feel ashamed for preparing such a solemn welcome ceremony for me. You have work to do, so it doesn't matter if you don't come."

Schmidt thought that after he said this, the false greetings with the other party would end, and he would start talking about actual interests.

Unexpectedly, Curran began to follow his own words, talking about how hard the work has been these past few days.

The more Schmidt listened, the more puzzled he became. It wasn't until the end of Curran's talk that he said that after three days of trying, he finally made a strengthening potion to solve Ophelia's scar, and he didn't understand what the other party wanted to express.

But such outrageous bragging still made Schmidt couldn't help but look at the other party with inexplicable eyes.

Curran, of course, read the disbelief in Red Skull's eyes, and immediately gestured to Ophelia.

"Bang bang bang..."

A series of gunshots echoed in the empty underground passage, and Ophelia shot all the bullets in the magazine at the torso of the captain of the guard who was held hostage by her.

Although none of the targets were vital, such dense muzzles instantly soaked his uniform with blood, and he lost too much blood and fell into a coma.

Seeing this scene, the guards gritted their teeth, but because Schmidt didn't express anything, he could only forcefully suppress the hatred in his heart, watching the captain who was already in danger, being fed a tube of red potion with unknown effect by Ophelia .

But then, the miraculous scene made everyone couldn't help but exclaim.

After taking the red potion, the captain of the guard's eyelids trembled, and he quickly woke up from the coma.

Before his consciousness became blurred, his memory stayed in the painful moment when the bullets kept shooting into his body, thinking that he was destined to fall into the embrace of death.

But now he was alive again, if it wasn't for the large blood stains on his clothes, he would almost feel like he was dreaming.

Afterwards, he immediately took off his uniform and looked for the muzzle on his body.

The skin under the holes in the uniform was as smooth as new, with no signs of being shot at all.

This made the onlookers couldn't help but start whispering. At this moment, the captain of the guard, who was about to check a few more places, suddenly frowned, because there was some discomfort in several places in his body.

Looking at the crowd looking for an explanation, Curran shrugged:

"My medicine can only heal the injury quickly, and the bullets in his body will not disappear suddenly. This should be a problem that needs to be solved in the future."

This is also considered a problem, and the Hydra present all expressed their sneers.

They have already thought of a use for this magical potion.

The first, of course, is to fill a bottle during the operation to ensure that no matter how dangerous the operation is, it can survive.

But except for some important officers, it is too extravagant for ordinary soldiers to drink such potions. After all, they are similar to weeds.

Therefore, in the eyes of these Hydras, the most valuable occasion is on the front line like a meat grinder.

Think about it, after a fierce battle, the soldiers on both sides reached their physical limits, and suddenly those enemies who were knocked down by bullets in the middle of the charge recovered [-]% to [-]% and continued to charge.

Not to mention how much deterrence this will have on the enemy's psychology, but the distance that needs to be carried forward with the rain of bullets is greatly shortened.

As long as it is used well, in the tug-of-war, victory will definitely be guaranteed, and it will always belong to the side that has the magic potion.

Seeing that his magic-modified life potion had calmed down the Hydras present, Curran nodded secretly, and then turned his attention back to Schmidt.

But I found that the other party still didn't quite believe it, and I couldn't help but feel a little puzzled in my heart.

Curran didn't know that Schmidt had never doubted the effect of the potion, and the scar that disappeared on Ophelia's face was the best proof.

What he didn't believe was that Curran had made this miraculous potion in three days.

At this time, Schmidt also understood why Curran didn't directly defeat and humiliate himself in public just now.

As the leader of Hydra, personal strength is important, but in terms of leadership, you also need to show an extraordinary level.

After all, if we really want to rank by strength, how could those brainwashed and manipulated mutants be reduced to slaves and thugs?
The "Honeycomb" faction obviously understands this. In order to compete with the ever-victorious generals they set up, those old guys are going to use this potion to launch a young genius scientist image.

Now, the rightful lord in front of him is forcing himself, the enemy, to endorse him!
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(End of this chapter)