The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 69 The Rooftop (4K)

On the rooftop of a tall building, the wind is cold and bleak, and the noisy fireworks below have not affected the chilling and silent atmosphere here at all.

At the steel railing on the edge of the roof, a black teenager with white bandages all over his body and slumped in a wheelchair held a piece of broken suit cloth tremblingly, his eyes stared blankly at the noisy city night scene, his thin lips opened and closed, Like clockwork uncontrolled.

If you look closely, you can see from the scattered and erratic pupils of the man in bandages that countless fine blood threads are twisting and twisting like slender snakes, and they look like evil spirits, which are extremely frightening.

The penguin who was standing not far away casually poked the fragments of cement on the ground with the tip of his umbrella, looked up and asked Baron Sterak: "With all due respect, are you mutants really useful? I come out at night , not to blow cold wind on the roof!"

"Did you know, Mr. Copperpot, that compared to humans with only 1 taste buds, catfish of the rayfin class live in turbid and still water, and rely on 17 taste buds near the upper and lower jaw whiskers to perceive food."

Baron Strucker pinched the sharp-edged chin of the German, and said indifferently: "The miracles created by natural evolution are amazing, and the mutants produced by genetic mutations have magical talents bestowed by God.

For this scout, he can use the blood-stained skirts taken from the corpses of the Sapa family to precisely locate the murderer in the vast crowd in a way of retrospective breath. "

The penguin narrowed his eyes, his thoughts turned sharply, and he said slowly: "It sounds like you have raised a lot of mutants in secret, it is estimated that not only are mutant children kidnapped from all over the world, but there may also be some taboos." mutant transformation experiment, if you let the mutant forces know that you are doing this.”

"This has nothing to do with you, Mr. Copperpot," Baron Strack put his hands on the cold and rusty iron railing, and said indifferently without turning his head: "You ask us for help, and Hydra is helping your allies." It is enough to promise to provide support for the purpose.”

The Penguin lowered his face, his eyes were dark and vicious, and he snorted coldly and said, "The support I need is just to find the location of the murderer, not a Hydra army that suddenly appeared."

He stretched out his short and stubby pale fingers like small radish heads, and pointed at the forty elite special operations soldiers standing silently on the edge of the roof.

These Hydra soldiers stood neatly in four rows, each wearing an LBV tactical vest, and wearing three-layer high-strength fiber braided bulletproof armor that was as black as ink on the joints of the limbs, and the surface of the armor was also coated with PVD titanium coating layer, which can effectively prevent the scratch marks left by the knife and axe;

In addition, each soldier's FAST Kevlar tactical helmet is hung with an integrated pig-nose gas mask, and the left side of the helmet is hung with a radio communication headset through the slot of the NVG hanger.

The window of the helmet is loaded with the AN/PVS-21 model night vision device produced by the American Sensor Technology Systems Company. It is the top binocular night vision device on the market. The HUD display of the rifle sight is connected, and it has the function of gyroscope and electronic map reality.

其次，这些士兵绑着的腰带上还挂着Mk3a2进攻手雷、M8烟雾弹、M7290闪光弹各一个，席格-索尔9mm手枪一把，战术靴绑腿外侧甚至还挂着柄M9多功能刺刀。

These unknown tactical equipment sound extremely high-end, but in fact they are all market items that can be bought with green dollar bills. No organization can trace back to the interest groups behind them through the equipment itself.

Even if they are captured, these soldiers who have undergone professional torture training will never reveal their origins.

In short, this is a special operations team composed of [-] elite soldiers armed to the teeth. When the logistics are in place, it can carry out rapid armed infiltration, and execute kidnapping, assassination and rescue missions as accurately as a scalpel.

Lean, efficient, cost and potential benefits are so high that such an armed force has quietly appeared in the center of Gotham City, which means that as long as Hydra is willing, it can carry out targeted attacks on a person or an organization at any time .

The Penguin pushed the monocle on the bridge of his nose, suppressed the rising anger, and said angrily: "Tell me, Lord Strucker, how long have you been in Gotham? Even I, before going to the rooftop These soldiers who appeared out of nowhere knew nothing."

"Ha, Mr. Cobblepot, you shouldn't ask how long we have been in Gotham," Baron Sterak said calmly, as if he was talking about the fireworks tonight, "you should ask how long we have been in Gotham." how long.

The Hydra organization has its own strongholds in most cities, and it just happened to be an emergency. What stands in front of you at this moment is only a sporadic force that hastily summoned, but it is enough to solve a murderer. "

Naturally, Strucker didn't say enough, and Penguin didn't need to remind him at all. Apart from such an obvious special tactics team, Hydra must still have a backup team. Maybe there are seven or eight at this moment. A well-trained sniper squatted on the commanding heights of other tall buildings, holding a sniper rifle and aiming at the bottom.

Moreover, Hydra can produce mutants who specialize in reconnaissance, who knows if they will place a few mutant soldiers who specialize in combat with fire-breathing discharges in a dark corner.
The Penguin poked the floor of the roof with the tip of his umbrella, and said indifferently to Strucker: "This is Gotham, the Gotham of Gotham people. I can bear Batman's intrusion, but I will never let outsiders' military boots set foot here.

I just ask you to help me find out the location of the murderer. As for these soldiers, where to fight and where to go. "

"Please don't be impatient, Mr. Copperpot." Baron Sterak said neither humble nor overbearing: "You and I know very well that from the autopsy results of the Sapa family guards, the murderer who committed the massacre only used a dagger , a one-handed axe, and a small pistol, slaughtered dozens of gangsters, and destroyed a helicopter gunship."

The penguin is silent, this is reality, not his-mother-some tough guy movie starring Jason Statham and Sylvester Stallone,

Besides, even if it is a Hollywood blockbuster, it would not dare to put the story of a single person entering Longtan alone and killing a bloody dawn on the big screen-not many audiences can muster up the courage to face the spectacular corpse party at the scene of the murder. Two of Gotham's long-standing detectives vomited endlessly because of the choking smell of blood flowing into rivers.

No one dares to guarantee that the murderer will not continue to commit crimes. Since he single-handedly and easily killed a family of gangsters, no one in Gotham's gangsters is safe, not even Penguin himself.

Strack looked at the silent Penguin, and said slowly: "What's more, according to the confession of the women and children of the Sapa family, the raincoat murderer with a strange mask once confronted Batman for a while, and since then, There is no news of Batman in Gotham anymore.

If it is said that the murderer killed Batman, the guardian of Gotham, then you who are helpless and trembling have no reason to resist the help of Hydra. "

The Penguin didn't answer, he turned around and inspected these Hydra's elite special operations forces, and quietly dismissed the idea of ​​calling other gangs—compared with these butchers who were armed to the teeth, there were five people and six people in suits Gangster thugs are like hairy capons, and it's not the way to deliver food here.

Even the fierce soldiers raised by the penguins in private are probably inferior to the Hydra soldiers in terms of tactical confrontation.

As Baron Strucker said, this armed force is more than enough to deal with a masked murderer. What's more, it is still a shock to the Gotham underground forces represented by the Penguin, implying the deep background of the Hydra organization.

Please God is easy to send God to God, but Penguin sighed in his heart. What he has to consider now is to prevent Hydra's tentacles from getting too deep into Gotham as much as possible after the Raincoat Murderer is dealt with.

Baron Sterak ignored the penguin who was thinking secretly. He walked to the edge of the roof, patted the rusty iron railing, stared at the slowly advancing float team below, and said, "No matter how long it has passed, you Americans I'm still baffled by the almost mindless optimism. A month ago, a hurricane devastated me, and now I'm celebrating and jubilant."

The Penguin casually tugged at his somewhat tense collar, and said calmly: "Believe it or not, in the United States, more people watch the American Football Championship Finals, that is, the Super Bowl than vote in the presidential election. According to the magazine, this is called entertainment to death.

However, this kind of degenerate optimism in our bones did not affect our defeat of Germany and Germany during the Second World War, did it? "

"War, war has never changed." Baron Sterak shook his head and said indifferently, "A long period of peace will be like a tube of poison disguised as orange juice. despair and fear."

"Mr. Strack, you'd better give this kind of words to S.H.I.E.L.D. or the United States Joint Special Operations Command. The United States is never afraid of war,"

The corner of the penguin's mouth raised, and he smiled contemptuously: "You Hydra look quite powerful, but how many regular troops can you pull out?"You can't build a country with killers or special forces alone. "

Baron Strucker turned his head in a little surprise, looked at Penguin and said, "Mr. Coppert, listen to me, you are more like a patriot than the leader of a criminal empire in the underground world."

"It is true that I am the leader of a gangster, but this does not affect my lofty love for the Stars and Stripes," the penguin said solemnly: "The system of this country allows me to earn countless money within and outside the scope of the law, and build tree roots. All the success I have achieved today is based on the cornerstone of the United States Constitution,
Anyone who wants to destroy Gotham and even the American order must step over my dead body. "

Baron Sterak was speechless for a moment. He stared at Penguin's serious expression, stroked his steel prosthetic limb gently, and said indifferently, "Are you warning me, Mr. Copperpot."

"The word warning is too threatening to be appropriate. It should be a gentle but strong exhortation."

The Penguin smiled and said: "There are not a few powerful people who 'love' Gotham and the United States in this unique way like me. Believe me, Mr. Strucker, they are all allies that can be won. not the enemy.

As long as Hydra plays by the rules and doesn't take cupcakes that belong to others, we don't mind providing you with a little local convenience. "

Penguin naturally knows that Hydra has bad intentions, maybe after targeting and killing the raincoat murderer, he will find a reason to stay here, just like the US military stationed in military bases all over the world, using Gotham as a springboard to gradually encroach on the entire country.

However, as long as Hydra does not provoke the interests of the majority, it is still a powerful and usable ally so far.

Strack nodded, and said in a deep voice: "On this point, I think we can reach an agreement. Hydra's purpose has never been to burn the whole world into scorched earth. This will not do us any good."

The Penguin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Even the African warlord whose IQ is close to that of Forrest Gump and the African warlord whose ignorance is comparable to the caveman can negotiate cooperation partners through threats, blackmail, compromise, appeasement, and interest exchange. ,

As long as the leader of Hydra, a mysterious organization with cutting-edge military power, is not a manic patient who has a bad brain and wants to take revenge on the world and destroy all human civilizations, then everything is easy to say.

For a local snake like Penguin who has a flourishing network and influence all over the west coast, the last thing he wants to see is an outsider starting a war at his door. Will damage actual Franklin bills.

Seeing Penguin's relaxed expression, Strucker smiled lightly and said, "It's not unreasonable for Hydra to have been dormant for so many years. Our network of interests is as deep as our patience."

"I hope so."

The Penguin nodded, turned to look at the trembling mutant scout, raised his eyebrows, and asked in surprise, "Uh, are you sure he's okay like this?"

"He should have discovered something." Strack stepped forward quickly, bowed down, put his ears close to the mutant's murmuring mouth, and frowned to listen carefully.

"Has the raincoat murderer been found?" Penguin was a little nervous, his knuckles holding the handle of the umbrella turned pale, and he couldn't see a trace of blood.

"...I found it," Strack stood up slowly, nodded with a stiff face, "he's standing at the bottom of this building."

(End of this chapter)