Comics: Rise of Hydra

There's still an hour until lunch time.

As a field worker, Loren said hello to his boss Sitwell and left the Tri-Wing Building.

In the south of Washington, there is a wartime building left over from World War II. It was also crowded with people at the time, but it was gradually forgotten after the victory of World War II. This is a corner outside Washington, D.C., because it is located in a remote area, so it gradually became a place for homeless people and homeless people. A place for some secluded activities.

Lauren walked down a basement with light steps, looked around, and got in through a secret door in the shadow of a roundabout in the building.

Passing through a long and narrow corridor that was more than 20 meters long and only suitable for one person, he entered a small dusty room. Lauren fumbled under the dusty iron table. A secret door opened in the corner and he ducked out. After getting in, after walking a few steps, there was a large secret room.

This was a temporary base of the Strategic Science Corps, the predecessor of S.H.I.E.L.D., during World War II. It was gradually abandoned after the victory of World War II. Lauren found this place from a pile of old materials and used it as a temporary base to recycle waste.

With a low-quality cigar dangling from his mouth, Daken was lying lazily on the sofa, with the cartoon The Simpsons playing on the TV.

It's hard to imagine that the fierce-looking Daken would like to watch this TV show, and he would watch it with great relish, and even laugh out loud in cooperation from time to time.

Lauren tossed a burger with three thick medium-rare beef patties.

"Are things packed?"

Daken took a big bite of the burger with satisfaction, and the rich cheese hung on his lips.

"It has been completely frozen. The freezer was obtained from the black market. There is absolutely no problem. Boss, can that blood really allow me to fuse the abilities of another mutant?"

"Tripolar platelets, this is the scientific name of that thing, and it is considered to be an evolutionary branch of mutants."

Lauren smiled confidently, "It's like a blender that can perfectly fuse two types of blood cells, just like a human and a wolf, a human and a bat. Theoretically, any two types of cells can be fused together."

Grinning excitedly, Daken licked his lips like a wild animal and smiled.

"That's great. The perfect blood is enough to improve our strength by a lot."

For mutants like Daken, having one more suitable ability will increase their combat effectiveness not as simply as one plus one, but at least tenfold.

"It's your strength."

Luo Lun said easily, "This kind of fighting and killing thing is not suitable for me..."

Daken curled his lips in disbelief, but the boss's strength was not something he could detect.

"When you can defeat me, you will be free."

Two years ago, the boss said this when he wanted to become his subordinate. He thought that as long as he regained his ability, he could easily defeat him.

After all, the boss, who looks harmless to humans and animals, may not even be able to beat a fat woman.

But the reality is that in the twelve challenges in the first year, Daken lost faster and faster in the face of the boss's endless tricks. Now he has no idea of ​​challenging Laurent and has completely become Laurent's thug. .

Daken gnawed on his burger and suddenly said excitedly, "Boss, what ability do you think I can combine better? How about controlling fire? Transform into a flame wolf, or a clone? Well! Invisibility is also very good!!"

"Don't worry, I have helped you find a very suitable ability."

Lauren shook the newspaper with the hamburger and said with a smile.

After Daken finished chewing the burger, the cartoon ended, and the news broadcast began to report the assassination of the president early this morning. There was even a blurry photo of a night crawler on the background screen.

"I think the Mutant Registration Act is not enough. All mutants should be put into concentration camps. Look at this blue monster. He is not a human at all, but a devil. He should be burned at the stake. die……"

The expert on the TV spoke impassionedly.

"This bastard!"

Daken crumpled up the burger wrapper and threw it into the trash can, then turned off the TV.

Laurent sneered and said, "This time there is a big fuss. The military has decided to take action against the mutants..." After thinking about it, Laurent said, "The person in charge of the operation is Stryker..."

Daken, who was lying on the sofa, jumped up suddenly, his eyes full of murderous aura, as if he was about to rush out and kill someone. "That bastard... finally showed up!"

"sit down."

Laurent rolled his eyes and warned him, "Don't forget why you were hunted before. You are now my subordinate. Your hatred is my hatred. I will help you find a way to kill Stryker. I won't allow it." If others touch you, please don’t cause any trouble for me..."

Daken snorted a few times and said nothing. Sharp silver-gray blade claws slowly emerged from the backs of his fists, and bursts of wild murderous aura escaped from his body.

"Drip drip..."

Lauren's cell phone suddenly rang. It was the time alarm he had set himself.

Turning off the alarm clock on his phone, Lauren turned around and said fiercely, "Daken, remember what I told you, I will find a way to avenge you, but it will never be the stupidest way. Just be honest today." I’m here to tell you this because I don’t want to see you learn about it from other sources and do stupid things.”

Gently licking the cheese on the corner of his lips with his blood-red tongue, Daken turned his head away, picked up the remote control, changed a few channels, and watched SpongeBob SquarePants.

Lauren patted him on the shoulder and walked out of the secret room, looked around, got into his Audi car, and then quickly headed for the address on the piece of paper.

In Washington, a secret safe house in the military, two tall black soldiers stood at the door. When they saw Loren walking over, they cautiously put their hands into their arms and said, "Show me your ID."

Laurent took out his S.H.I.E.L.D. ID and shook it. After a careful search to confirm that he had no weapons or any listening equipment on him, Laurent was released.

In a conference room on the second floor, there are three people sitting next to the long conference table. Behind them, there is a guy who is obviously not easy to mess with. There is even a smartly dressed and cold person among them. Asian woman who looks like a machine.

General Ross sat in the chair, nodded to Lauren, and said, "This is Lauren Strike, a SHIELD agent who is here to assist us in the investigation. Sit anywhere... This is Senator Clay, the president's representative. This is Colonel Stryker, the proposer of this operation and the main person in charge."

Lauren quickly glanced at Senator Clay, a thin-lipped blond man with gold-rimmed glasses, a typical American elite, while Colonel Stryker, slightly fat, wearing black-rimmed glasses, looked like He is a gentle scientific researcher, but he has a strong smell of blood that can only be distinguished by an expert.

Lauren bowed slightly in an unusually polite manner, chose the seat at the end and sat down, smiling.

"I'm just a junior, and I still have to learn a lot from you."

General Ross waved his hand, and a few soldiers outside the door immediately closed the door.

Nodding slightly, General Ross said simply, "Okay, gentlemen, everyone has arrived. I don't want to repeat today's headlines... Likewise, I will not hide it from you. Yesterday, a car belonging to the military The laboratory's transport vehicle was attacked, killing four escorting soldiers and a scientific researcher who was very important to the military..."

"Colonel Stryker made a judgment based on the details on the scene. This interception and the assassination early this morning were both done by mutants."

General Ross took out a dozen photos from his pocket and threw them on the table. He shouted in a cold voice, "These are the provocations of those freaks against us... They are our shame and the shame of all federal soldiers. This is This matter, the military will definitely investigate it thoroughly."

Lauren thought secretly in her mind, "This shit is actually being blamed on mutants? Well... that's not wrong. Daken is indeed a mutant. Stryker is trying to provoke the wrath of the military."

Stryker said slowly, "The president has authorized me to handle the mutant incident. I have decided to launch an operation tonight to attack the mutant academy."

Lauren had already known this, so he showed some signs of surprise. Then he looked at Senator Clay, with a confused look on his face, and felt that he had heard wrongly.

"Attack on the Mutant Academy?"

"Colonel Stryker, I think you should consider this matter more carefully?"

Senator Clay moved slightly and interjected.

"After all, such an action will have no effect. Instead, it will directly trigger a violent conflict, and the president definitely does not want the bodies of mutant children to appear on tomorrow's front page."

Professor Charles's Academy for Gifted Youngsters is almost an open secret among federal officials, but neither the military nor SHIELD has ever had any idea about it.

Although Professor Charles has always been gentle with others, the Academy for Gifted Youngsters is the bottom line. What is the difference between touching his students and detonating a nuclear bomb directly on the mainland?

Councilor Clay put down his pen and said decisively.

"There is no way I would sign off on such an action plan."

No senator in his right mind would sign this action plan, and no mutant would ever sign such an action plan.

Senator Clay thought so.

Some major resolutions must require the signature of the president before they can be implemented. After the Watergate incident led to Nixon's resignation, in order to prevent similar scandals from breaking out, the president would appoint a trusted senator within the party to sign. rights and interests.

In this way, even if the action causes some negative effects, it will not affect the president himself.

"Conflict? No, we are facing a war! War!...Senator Clay, I remember you being a strong supporter of the Mutant Registration Act, but why have you become so weak now?"

Stryker stood up abruptly, holding the table with both hands, and stared at Representative Clay looking up and down like a vicious brown bear.

"I have already started researching mutants during the Vietnam War. I understand them far better than any human being in the world. This race war started when the first mutant monster appeared."

Senator Clay wisely chose to avoid Stryker's aggressive gaze and showed an apologetic smile.

"You know, the situation is compelling, and none of us want the mutant group's riots to trigger social panic..."

Laurent took the photo and looked at it for a long time, then said seriously

"The sharp claw marks are indeed the work of mutants. Tsk tsk...it would take many sharp weapons to create such a cut."

"Colonel Stryker, I personally support your actions against mutants, but I have to remind you not to forget those two special beings. Such rash actions can easily cause big troubles, unless you have enough to deal with them with confidence.”