Enlightenment runes in American manga

Chapter 4 Conflict (Revised)

The radio signal has been cut off for a long time, but the warm atmosphere in the "hive" is still going on. There are excited and ruddy faces everywhere. Everyone is discussing the invincibility of the empire, the Soviet Union's external strength, and the fact that they are optimistically looking forward to the announcement on the radio. The next big win.And when everyone calmed down a little, the working hours of the first half of the day were coming to an end.

After discussing with several base directors, they directly announced the decision to add lunch at noon and take a half-day holiday, which aroused the low-level staff present to shout long live.

Hydra has always been very good at winning people's hearts.

In the staff restaurant, Curran enjoyed a sumptuous steak set meal, and occasionally took a sip of the small glass of red wine distributed by the third-level researcher.

I have to say, in this era, Hydra's material level is indeed worthy of the people under his command to work hard for him.

But before he finished his lunch, someone who turned Curran's appetite suddenly appeared in front of his seat.

This man was short and stocky, with a savage face and bloodshot eyeballs, which always gave people a vicious look.

And the scarlet blood-colored armband on his arm showed his identity—the Blood Guard, an army directly under the Red Skull within Hydra.

In Ke Lun's eyes, the duties of the Blood Guards are basically equivalent to those of the East Factory and Jin Yiwei in history. They are all doing internal monitoring and cleaning up dissidents.

They are crazy, cruel, and bloodthirsty, but they are fanatical enough for Schmidt and loyal enough for Hydra.

Therefore, other departments of Hydra privately despise them for only wielding butcher knives at their colleagues who work together, but they are also afraid of their despotic power, and never dare to resist in person. The general choice is to stay away from the Blood Guards.

It's just that Ke Lun was unlucky. Since his predecessor joined Hydra, he has been targeted by one of the mad dogs.

As for the reason, hehe, just listen to what this guy said.

"You, a half-breed bastard, was finally caught by me, Marcus. You said you were loyal to the empire and Hydra, but you had no awe and gratitude in your heart. You are not worthy of being a glorious Hydra warrior."

It seemed that he was too excited to hold Curran's handle, his face was congested with blood, and the hideous scar on his forehead was flushed red, like a centipede alive, which made people feel even more disgusted with his face.

"Do you know, I have been monitoring you during the broadcast today, and I found something, haha, a guy who doesn't want to cheer for the empire! It's a pity that Hellman is not here, otherwise I would like to see if he will help you This guy cleared."

"I will give you a good lesson in public first, and then send you to the punishment office, so that the people in this base know that in Hydra, there is no way out for a guy like you, and the incinerator is your destination!"

Curran looked at Marcus, who was saliva flying all over the place, feeling extremely tired of this guy in his heart.

An extremist brainwashed by the Führer's racial theory, he has always held the idea that it is unnecessary and should not argue with him, and avoids him as much as he can, but in the end this mad dog still chased him and bit him.

At this moment, killing intent began to surge in Ke Lun's heart, but reason told him that it was not a good time to do it in public.

And speaking of Marcus' accusations against him, Curran is not worried at all. The Hydra base is not monitored now, and Marcus can't produce hard evidence at all.

In the end, it was nothing more than a war of words between the two sides.

The only thing to worry about is the identity of the Blood Guard compared to an ordinary researcher. The difference in status allows Marcus to find a lot of ways to manipulate him.

But the idiot in front of him, Curran sneered in his heart, it's a pity that this idiot doesn't have that kind of brain at all.

So he just put down the knife and fork calmly, and replied in a gentle tone:

"Of course I don't know who you are observing. At that time, I was praying silently for the future of the empire and the frontline soldiers, but I didn't have the energy to distract myself and do other things."

"You claim to be the most loyal soldier in the empire. Why do you focus on me? Is this how you show your loyalty! Hmph, I don't know how much you listened to the instructions from the Supreme Leader in today's broadcast!"

For a moment, Marcus did not expect to face his submissive little researcher before, and suddenly hit him hard today.

The key point was to catch the loopholes in his own words, which made him unable to find a direction to refute.

The surrounding people also began to whisper, which could be vaguely heard, all mocking Marcus's stupid operation of asking questions that had no effect but blew himself up.

He gritted his teeth with hatred, knowing that bickering is not as good as the bastard opposite, so he should use his best method-fist to solve it.

As for the punishment of fighting privately in the base, he can afford it as a lieutenant of the Blood Guard.

Thinking of this, he took three steps at a time, like a bulldog, and rushed straight towards Curen.

As for Ke Lun, if he didn't have extraordinary abilities before today, he must have judged the situation and ran away.

But now that he has been strengthened by the phantom power, he is confident that he can easily perform a "reasonable" victory.

I saw him standing up, posing in the fighting posture taught by Hydra, as if he was ready for Marcus's next attack.

With a figure of 1 meters in his early 65s, Marcus felt that Curran, who straightened his back today, was taller than before, and even made him feel a sense of oppression that he shouldn't have.

Fick dich!

Height, which brought back the most sensitive part of his heart. The reason why he chased after Curen was probably because of his skin color, and the remaining two layers were just jealous of how a cowardly soul could enjoy such a figure. God really It's not fair!

Thinking of this, the strength of his fist increased by two points.

But Marcus did not expect that Curran, who seemed to have a head-to-head confrontation with him, would be a means of fighting on the street.

The cold steel basin that still contained leftovers was used as a hidden weapon and was thrown straight at his face.

The key is that the speed is extremely abnormally fast.

However, Marcus is an elite soldier with rich combat experience, and his reaction is equally quick.

He was not tall enough to avoid the oncoming steel basin by shortening his body slightly.

Then, Marcus kept walking, raised his head again, and continued to punch the despicable Curran.

But at this moment, in his field of vision, it was as if a huge mountain appeared, pressing towards him with a savage and unstoppable momentum, and immediately, he was suppressed to the cold concrete floor.

In this round of confrontation between Curen and Marcus, it is said that you come and go, and each has its own response.

But from the perspective of others, it is simply one-sided.

The short officer shot at the tall man in the white coat, and the white coat threw the rice bowl to make the officer lower his head to dodge, and at the same time rushed towards him without skill.

The height gap between the two sides was already huge, and the short officer lowered his head actively. From the visual effect, it was completely like a bear hugging a sheep, being suppressed on the ground without any suspense.

And Marcus himself, who was thrown down by Curen, was only regretful and angry in his heart, thinking that it was because he was too careless that he behaved so embarrassingly when facing a waste in his eyes.

Seeing the interested expressions of the people around him, he was going crazy with anger, and his eyes turned completely red.

He hasn't lost yet!
Despite being pressed under by Curran, one right hand was cut behind the back because of supporting the body when he fell to the ground.

But the fighting skills on the ground are also very good at Marcus, and Curran, as a researcher, probably would not have specially practiced related skills.

So he still has a chance to turn defeat into victory.

However, before he struggled with all kinds of fighting skills from his hands and feet, Marcus's waist and abdomen, which is the core area of ​​the whole body's strength, suddenly felt the invasion of a cold force.

Of course, it was Curran who was using his left hand to output phantom energy to the enemy below him, but in Marcus' eyes, he thought that the opponent knew the vital parts of the human body and was attacking his waist and eyes.

This made Marcus feel a chill in his heart, knowing that his proactive provocation today would probably end in a ridiculous ending.

Apparently, Ke Lun, who used to be submissive and avoided him blindly, had actually been practicing fighting in secret.

Today, taking advantage of my unpreparedness, I made a sudden attack, knocked him to the ground with a sneak attack, and then restrained my vitals, that's why I lost so simply.

Marcus felt more and more numb around his waist, and even slowly lost consciousness.

The right hand, which was cut behind the back, was also cold due to the poor blood flow caused by squeezing for too long.

After several roars, he also recognized the reality, panting heavily to let the muscles of his body relax.

Seeing that Marcus no longer resisted desperately, Curen knew that the opponent had already conceded defeat, it was impossible to kill him, and it was meaningless to continue entangled with him on the ground, so he prepared to stand up and end the conflict.

But seeing the undisguised hatred in the opponent's eyes, Curran couldn't hold back, and punched Marcus hard on the left shoulder blade.

This angry punch brought the power of phantom, and smashed Marcus' left shoulder without any suspense.

"FK, you come to trouble me like a lunatic, you don't know how to restrain yourself after giving you a little lesson, and you still have the idea of ​​revenge on me, you are really going to die!"

The onlookers saw Curen get up and thought there was no follow-up, but they didn't expect him to suddenly and abruptly attack the enemy who had lost the ability to fight.

This tyrannical act of venting anger made them fully realize that Curran's weak and modest image in the past was just a disguise, and that cruelty and ruthlessness was his real side.

They all sighed in their hearts, this is really a dog that bites and doesn't bark, they should think about whether they have offended him in the past, and keep a distance from him in the future, so as not to be held grudges by him one day.

At this time, the guards inside the base were late to arrive. They immediately separated the crowd and dispersed irrelevant personnel to leave the scene.

Afterwards, they carried Marcus, who had passed out due to the shattered left shoulder, to the medical office, while surrounding Curen, and wanted to take him to the punishment office.

Of course, Curran would not be so stupid as to confront a group of guards with guns. He raised his hands obediently and let them command.

But in his mind, he was looking at a system prompt that he had no time to pay attention to during the battle just now:
"During the battle with the elite soldiers of Hydra, you stole the relevant memories of the '093 Base Daily Patrol and Defense Arrangement'..."

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(End of this chapter)