Binglin Comics

On the tablet is a video of the Battle of New York, with Thor standing on top of the Stark Tower, scepter in hand, piercing the pure energy barrier of the Tesseract.

"I still don't understand, Cooper, what do you want me to see?" Smith asked.

"Smith, are you a pig? Look here, look carefully." Cooper pointed to the Cosmic Cube in the picture: "There is a connection between the Cosmic Cube and the scepter, haven't you noticed?"

"Well, okay, so, what do you want to say?" Smith still didn't quite understand.

Cooper pointed to the scepter on the table and was very excited: "There is a close relationship between the two. Although nothing can be seen through the data, the huge energy generated by this collision may be the door to a new world. "

"Really, it sounds really exciting." As he said this, there was no hint of happiness in Smith's tone.

"Of course." Cooper grinned and stared at the scepter: "Dr. Selvig's research is just scratching the surface. There are still quite a lot of things worth exploring behind this energy. Oh my God, if I had known they would let them I’m studying this stuff, and I won’t delay it for a long time.”

There was no joy on Smith's face, and he complained: "Yes, I am different from a top scientific researcher like you, Cooper. At this time, I should be out in the field and enjoying the sunshine, instead of staying In this dreary laboratory.”

"Then why don't you go?" Dr. Cooper asked with an unhappy expression.

"Do you think I don't want to go?" Smith put down the tablet in his hand angrily: "A few days ago, Patton brought a group of mercenaries to sneak attack on the Helicarrier, but was intercepted by the Avengers. I was responsible for watching over the group. The defeated mercenaries." See Chapter 92

"So, he ran away." Dr. Cooper snorted coldly, with disdain in his eyes: "If all the prisoners are released, it is indeed your responsibility."

"No, you don't understand." Smith shook his head and stared at Cooper: "After the wormhole in New York opened, Thor returned to the Helicarrier. Dr. Bruce Banner didn't know what stimulation he had, and transformed into the Hulk and began to destroy wildly. Mothership.”

After speaking, Agent Mark Smith pointed to the seven to eight centimeter scar on his forehead: "Did you see this scar? At that time, I was knocked unconscious by a falling aluminum alloy bar. When I woke up, those guys were all Gone, you said how wronged I was”

This method of escape is indeed novel. Dr. Cooper shrugged: "That can only be blamed on your bad luck."

"Yes, that's why I was sent here by Hill. Do you think I want to come?"

The SHIELD guard at the door brightened up after overhearing the conversation in the laboratory.

Two days later.

After Mark Smith finished his boring assistant work, he played sandbags for a while in the training room of the mothership.

After venting, he packed his bags and prepared to return to the dormitory.

As I was passing by the hangar, I was stopped by someone: "Hey, Agent Smith."

Smith turned around, and two people wearing S.H.I.E.L.D. combat uniforms appeared behind the plane.

One of them he had seen was the guard who guarded the door of the laboratory every day.

There is also a very strange person with a lens on his right eye and he looks a bit older.

"What's going on?" The agent's vigilance habit made Smith subconsciously touch his waist, even though he no longer had a gun.

"I heard someone say that you have some concerns about the way SHIELD is currently run."

"Oh, no." Smith looked bitter. He guessed that his secret complaint was heard, and hurriedly defended: "I don't know what you heard, but I don't."

The man wearing a monocular lens interrupted Smith: "Please don't get me wrong, Agent Smith. After reading your psychological evaluation, I found that you are similar to our target."

"Target" Smith frowned.

"Yes, we all want to see SHIELD decentralized so that it can become more efficient. However, some people make such attempts futile. I think you know what I mean."

"So" maybe after two days in the dull laboratory, Smith felt that his logical thinking had become rigid. He still hasn't figured out the purpose of the other party looking for him.

"As I just said, the opportunity to let us determine our own destiny is coming. But before that, I will provide you with an opportunity to work under me. In an organization that provides a better future for all mankind Li, I believe you know who you should be loyal to."

Smith hesitated: "You are"

The man with a single lens extended his hand in a friendly manner: "You can call me, Baron Strucker."

The guard on the side helped: "After learning about your situation, the Baron made a special trip to see you." See Chapter 103.

"I don't know what to say." Smith rubbed his temples. He felt that his mind was a little confused: "Let me think about it again."

"Of course. Relax and take a deep breath." Baron Strucker has long been familiar with brainwashing, especially for people who have the same aspirations and are dissatisfied with SHIELD: "Do you want to know clearly that this will last a lifetime?" Stay in a boring laboratory, or join us to open up new horizons and control your own destiny."

After a moment, Smith raised his head: "How do I join?"

"It's very simple." Baron Strucker smiled slightly: "We need to vote for the certificate."

"Sign up" Smith was startled.

"That's right." Baron Strack put a P pistol into Agent Smith's hand: "I think you should know what a surrender letter is."

Smith bit his lip, as if making a final struggle.

The guard walked up to him and whispered something into his ear.

More than ten minutes later, Agent Mark Smith, who had put on his combat uniform again, came to the door of the laboratory.

Only the cards of Dr. Smith and Dr. Cooper have access to the laboratory where the scepter is stored.

Of course, current acting director of SHIELD, Maria Hill, has a card that can also open doors.

If the door is forcibly broken, an alarm will be triggered, causing all guards on the mothership to search and intercept.

The laboratory is located at the core of the helicarrier. It is almost impossible to escape with the scepter when the alarm is triggered.

A seemingly perfect defense is often easiest to break from within.

So the Hydra personnel lurking in S.H.I.E.L.D. caught Agent Smith's attention.

After verifying the retina and swiping the ID card, the door to the laboratory opened.

It is now time to get off work, but Dr. Cooper is still busy in the laboratory.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he thought it was Smith coming back. He put down the instrument in his hand and turned around: "Hey, Smith."

What greeted him were three bullets.

Looking at Dr. Cooper lying in a pool of blood, Agent Smith felt disgusted: "Long live Hydra"

After shooting Dr. Cooper, Smith and the guards took the scepter out of the laboratory.

Along the way, Smith didn't see any patrols, so he couldn't help but feel a little confused, and a string in his heart was tense.

He and the guard passed through several passages and finally came to the tarmac.

Suddenly, Smith saw a group of patrol guards with guns approaching. He quickly pulled the guard toward the back of the plane and warned: "Be careful."

"Ha." The guard grinned, pushed away Smith's hand, and took the initiative to go out and wave hello to the patrol guard.

After the patrol guard left, the guard showed a proud smile: "Don't worry, man, we are all here."

All

Smith was shocked to hear the word.

So many people are willing to join Hydra. Does this mean that they are on the right path?

Carrying the box containing the scepter, the two got on the plane.

The journey was very smooth, both the patrol officers and the security personnel inspecting the aircraft were all allowed to pass easily.

This gave Smith an illusion, as if the Helicarrier was not a SHIELD branch, but a Hydra branch.

"Just wait, man. When that plan is completed, we can return to the stage of history." With great admiration in the eyes of the guard, he shouted from inside the plane: "Long live Hydra"

"Long live Hydra." Smith shouted after him.

This sentence seemed to have a magic power, making him less nervous.

He looked at the guard and asked, "What plan did you just talk about?"

The guard rubbed the back of his head and said with a smile: "I'm not high enough, so I don't know the specific content. I just heard the Baron mentioned it, and it seemed to be called the Insight Project. Okay, man, don't worry about these things, those big shots don't It will disappoint us.”

"Yes." Smith nodded. After what he saw this day, his confidence in the Hydra organization became even higher.

After the plane flew for a while, Smith yawned and asked: "Friend, where are we flying to?"

"Sokovia is a small country. We have a base there." The guard licked his lips and showed an unknown smile: "Want to have some fun? I'll take you for a walk when you're done."

"No need." Smith understood the meaning and waved his hand to refuse.

I don't know how long it took, but the plane landed steadily in Sokovia, and the two of them walked towards the fortress carrying the scepter.

Baron Strucker got off the plane, stared at the direction the two left and nodded with satisfaction.

He tilted his head and asked: "Dr. Lister, I have obtained the scepter. How long will it take for you to start work?"

"It will be done soon, Mr. Strack." Dr. Lister, wearing a white scientific research suit, rubbed his hands expectantly: "But before we start work, there is something I hope you can take a look at."

"Oh" Baron Strucker became interested, what is it that deserves such attention from the other party.

Dr. Lister made an inviting gesture and took Baron Strucker to a certain underground research room.

Across the glass, Straker adjusted his unilateral glasses, stared at the broken mecha inside, and raised his eyebrows: "Iron Man"

"Yes, a meteorite fell the day before yesterday. This was discovered by soldiers when they went to investigate." Dr. List considered his words: "After testing, the mecha is indeed the Mark series developed by Stark, and it should be the latest model. Don't Look at how dilapidated it is now, as long as we successfully figure out the relevant parameter data of the mecha, we can produce a steel legion."

"After the implementation of the Insight Plan, we need this Iron Legion very much." The appearance of the mecha was a great joy for Baron Strucker: "Please wait for a while, the scepter is important."

"Yes." Dr. Lister raised his fist and responded: "Long live Hydra"