Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises

Somewhere at the foothills of the Alps, inside the mountain that cannot be seen from the outside, there is a huge steel base. .

"It's time to advance the plan to let other factories increase production capacity, Zola."

In front of a giant floor-to-ceiling window, Schmidt, the leader of Hydra, looked at the snow-covered Alps outside all the year round, and said without looking back.

Dr. Zola, who had just escaped from the base destroyed by Steve and was still a little frightened, was adjusting the instruments on the experimental table while responding submissively to Schmidt.

"I heard that your 'experiment' is about to succeed? What's the current progress?"

After knocking his head, Schmidt turned around, his exposed red skull-shaped face carrying a hint of interest and expectation.

Zola seemed to have remembered something that made him happy. He stopped what he was doing and his face softened quietly, "We are still observing him, but he has not shown any symptoms of rejection or other discomfort. When he is completely stable, we will Brainwashing work will begin."

Schmidt's eyes flashed with relief, but soon he frowned again and said, "Still haven't found a way to cultivate such soldiers in large numbers?"

Dr. Zola shook his head bluntly: "Our serum still has a lot to be perfected. There were hundreds of experiments before and after, and only this case succeeded in the end. It is the No. [-] 'serum' that we imitated in the early days, and now it can be produced stably. It's..."

"But it costs us more than 100 million marks to produce a No. 20.00 serum! Moreover, its success rate in transforming ordinary human bodies is less than [-]%, and its improvement in human body quality is less than [-]%! To produce this kind of 'garbage', we It’s better to build a few more chariots.”

Waving his hand, the joy on Schmidt's face disappeared and he spoke slowly.

"report!"

A young man in a Hydra uniform was holding a telegram at this time, standing at the door and speaking.

Schmidt raised his eyebrows, motioning for this young man from the intelligence department to come in.

"The Polish base lost contact at [-] o'clock this morning. So far, communications have not been restored. The Intelligence Ministry has sent a team to the Polish base to ask for instructions from the leader."

"The Polish base lost contact?"

Schmidt changed his indifferent attitude before, walked to the intelligence officer with a sullen face, and took the telegram.

An uneasy thought flashed through Dr. Zola's mind. One of their bases was destroyed just a few days ago. Today, news of an unexpected incident came from the stronghold in Poland. I'm afraid...

"A bunch of trash!"

After reading the telegram, Schmidt scolded with a cold face.

He didn't care that the previous base was destroyed, because it was successfully attacked by the lucky guy who was injected with the perfect serum. In addition, he thought it was just a "coincidence", which only made other bases more vigilant.

But now, another base was taken away by a group of people while being on guard. While feeling angry, Schmidt also developed a trace of doubt and fear.

Whether "Captain America" ​​could survive the violent explosion was not mentioned for the moment. Even if he escaped by chance and finally returned to the Allied defense lines with the group of prisoners, they would have to rest for a while, right?

And it's only been a few days?Could it be that they flew behind the German lines and destroyed the Hydra base in Poland?

"A new enemy, an unknown enemy!"

Schmidt's face was gloomy and uncertain. This kind of situation where he couldn't control the situation was what he disliked the most!

"Speed ​​up the progress of the experiment and send 'him' to the 'North' as ​​soon as possible! Notify the major bases to increase the level of security protection. In addition, the US sub-bases."

At this point, a rare trace of regret appeared on Schmidt's face, "Let's ask those members who are still in the United States to return to the headquarters. It doesn't make much sense for them to continue to operate in the United States."

"As long as we wait a little longer, until our weapon reserves are more sufficient, this world will become a world under the shadow of Hydra, a new world with a new order!"

A crazy look appeared on Schmidt's face, while Dr. Zola shrank his neck, wondering what he was thinking.

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"The mission is completed. Completely destroy a Hydra branch, and you will be rewarded with 1000 mission points. The mission is completed, and you will eliminate the person in charge of the Hydra branch, and you will be rewarded with 200 mission points. The mission is completed, and you will eliminate the elite members of Hydra. 64 people, rewarded mission points, 640 points. The current large-scale mission: the destruction of Hydra, completion progress (2/9)"

When the last group of Hydra soldiers trying to escape in a car were called by two snipers from Bruce's team, Zero's voice sounded in Bruce's head on time.

The original huge factory has disappeared, replaced by a mess after the explosion, scattered charred wall bricks, machine fragments that cannot be seen from the original appearance, and black stumps scattered around the ruins. Telling about the terrible things that have just happened to this base.

Black smoke rose from the ruins. Bruce stood at the original entrance of the base. At his feet were several corpses still holding weapons tightly. Behind him was the mess of destruction and killing, indifferent and independent.

Footsteps sounded behind him.

"Injuries."

"No. 2 and No. 4 were slightly injured, and the rest were not."

"Is it over at the checkpoint?"

"Not a single one."

Turning around, Bruce looked at the mercenary numbered "1" standing in front of him. He was a cold-looking young man who was very good at analyzing intelligence and using various firearms to fight. He was calm and cold-blooded.

Taking off the white gloves that were stained with blood and stains, Bruce nodded lightly to No. 1, "We did a good job this time... Destroy the weapons and bandage the wounded before we leave."

Mercenary No. 1 showed a rare cold smile at this time, "You are the first employer to complete the 'mission' with us, I like this operation very much...the next mission will be similar Such a 'party'?"

Bruce looked at No. 1 quietly, remained silent for a long time, "No, it might be hell." After that, he turned and walked towards the car not far from here.

Some greedily took a breath of the bloody and gunpowder-smoke air, No. 1 licked his lips, turned around and greeted the other mercenaries. This devastating explosion had already aroused the excitement in his heart.

"Before I find you, I think I should ask Hydra some more interest, Bucky..."

A murmur passed through the air, drifting away as the smoke and dust drifted away.

"As long as I can't find Bucky, I won't stop until I kill or subdue all Hydra."

Wearing uniform, Steve Rogers stood in front of the barracks, categorically speaking to Peggy Carter, who still wanted to persuade him, and behind him stood the members of the newly formed Roaring Commando.

They are about to set off.

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