I'm dying in Marvel

Recruit Joes, right? This is your thing. Take it with you and report to Area C. They will assign you a class.

Jos nodded, took a canvas bag from the direction of the American army officer's finger, and walked towards Area C.

This is the fourth day after he talked with Nick Fury. At this time, his setting is no longer one of the Avengers, but a new soldier.

According to Nick Fury's information, the serum Jason used before flowed from this base.

It's a pity that although he suspects that this place has been taken over by Hydra, it is not easy to come directly to investigate here as the SHIELD, which makes him, Natasha and Hawkeye lose their usefulness, quite helpless The feeling of starting.

As for Steve and Tony, the former’s hero name is Captain America. It’s unreliable no matter how you think about letting him lurk in a US military base.

And the media exposure of the latter is too high, almost no one will not know Tony Stark, and asking him to do the latent mission is simply a joke.

After thinking about it, only Joss is suitable for this task.

And according to Nick Fury, after all, this time the action is to fight against the Mi Army, so even if Joss can use the telepathic ability, try not to practice the US team as much as possible, otherwise all previous efforts will be for naught.

Even in order to be as normal as possible, it is best not to use supernatural powers, and only such people are most likely to be selected as super serum experimenters.

Although this request was a bit troublesome, Joss was not too worried about his own safety.

Whether it's the power of the flashing fruit, or Xiao Hei who lurked on his body as a tattoo-like pattern, his life is guaranteed. In addition, his physique is already extremely strong at this time, and his life is safe under normal circumstances.

Although the time limit given by Nick is quite loose, I can't afford to wait. After taking a look at the debt that has to be repaid to the system in 25 days, Joss still has a faint sense of crisis in his heart.

It seems that in less than a month, I have to find a way to commit suicide here.Joss curled his lips, throwing away at least half of the reminder Nick Fury gave him.

Well, the precautions are all fake. Generally speaking, if the identity of the Avengers is not revealed, and if information related to the serum can be found, everything will be fine.

On the basis of ensuring these two points, the range of actions that Joss can choose can only be determined by virtue.

The training period for new recruits takes at least a few months. If you want to gain points quickly, you must at least participate in various operations and even come into contact with the secrets of this base.

Since it is in the Mi Army base, and in a world like Marvel where the strong are respected, it is not impossible to get promoted quickly. As long as you prove your strength, that is the best way.

On the way to Area C, Jos had already thought of a plan.

Listen up, new recruits, from today on, you bunch of rubbish will spend a year under my hands, of course, if you don't survive that time, it will be another story.You don't need to know my name. You just need to call me sir. Do you understand?

On a temporary platform, an instructor was speaking loudly to the recruits with a loudspeaker.

The instructor didn't pay attention to his wording, or he was even deliberately using some ugly words, in order to arouse the anger of the upright and young boys below.

Obviously, his strategy was very successful, and the recruits in the audience immediately shouted cursing. If they hadn't considered where this place was, they might have swarmed up and pulled the instructor down to beat him up.

Why do you say you are trash? You are still not convinced, right? A bunch of things that just walked out of your mother's pants. If anyone is not convinced, stand up for me.

The instructor is quite satisfied with the situation in front of him. Just like the [-] classes he led before, these recruits are always so easily provoked.

His purpose of doing this is very simple, that is to find a thorn to come out to kill chickens and monkeys, and educate them who is the boss here.

He is very clear that many of the boys who come here have practiced one or two hands, but it is precisely this kind of talent who knows the heights of the sky and the earth.

The so-called tinkling of a half-bottle of water is no joke. The more this kind of person has practiced boxing for a few months and kept fit for half a year, the more he feels that he is the only one in the world, as if he is the strongest person in the world.

This is not just an ordinary secondary illness, but also because they have never seen a world stronger than themselves, which creates a mysterious sense of superiority.

And what this Grant instructor likes most is the moment of disillusionment in the eyes of these confident young people.

The American soldiers who have been on the battlefield can completely abuse these rookies no matter how powerful they are.

People who do nothing like to vent their anger on those who are far stronger than themselves, especially those middle-aged people who know that they will be surpassed by new interns in a few days. This sentiment is most obvious.

It's just that he doesn't have much talent himself, and his body is already past his prime, so he can still stay in this base now because he just lacks a few experienced instructors.

It would be better to say that people like him are quite suitable for this line of work. After all, if you can't bear this level of frustration, then how can you go to the battlefield?

How come no one dares to come? Even an old guy like me, who is about to retire, can make you so scared. That thing growing underneath you is used to shine, right?

Grant spat fiercely on the ground and was about to add more fire. However, before he finished speaking, he saw a thin young man looking at him with a constipated look on his face. Grant immediately knew that his chance had come.

You are your kid, what did you mean by that look in your eyes just now? If you are not convinced, come up and let me learn from you. What I hate the most in my life are you little sissies with delicate skin and tender flesh who fall down at the first touch.

Oh no, sir

Don't understand, this is an order. I am your commander, do you want to disobey me? Grant's face was full of anger, but his heart was full of joy.

This kid is scared

Grant was thinking happily in his heart, but his words were inhumane at all: Why are you afraid of fighting with your commander in this situation? What is such a worthless guy doing here?

Ahem, I'm really scared. Sir, Joss scratched his head weakly and looked at Grant with a look of fear. I'm afraid I'll beat you to death.