Marvel: Start to create Hydra

“Huh?”

“It’s gone!”

In the passage, there were corpses on the ground.

Clark solved the last enemy and suddenly turned his head to look to the other side.

His gaze penetrated the layers of walls and saw two figures running into the safe passage.

Perspective, super hearing.

Of course, unlike Superman, who was formed to be able to easily monitor the world, Clark can’t do that yet.

But he could do it just by listening to what was going on inside an air base.

As for perspective.

It is also the ability that appeared some time ago.

That day, Clark suddenly found that he could see directly through the wall and see the picture on the road outside the house.

Everything seems normal.

There is no such thing as a splitting headache.

Including super hearing, Clark can easily listen only to what he wants to hear, as if instinctively, filtering out those that don’t matter.

“Really, it looks like I have to come by myself.”

Clark shook his head, unable to say disappointed or anything.

Although he originally wanted Carol to do it.

But he seems to have underestimated the kindness and calmness of the other party.

Treadmill….

Hurried footsteps came from the other side of the passage.

Clark looked at that.

More soldiers poured in.

All of them were heavily armed, and even brought some powerful weapons of destruction.

“Well, our Captain Marvel is a good guy, but I’m not.”

As he spoke, he had already rushed forward.

“Fire!”

The commander at the scene roared, grabbed the shoulder rocket launcher from the soldier next to him, and directly buttoned the launch button towards the target.

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The lights flickered and the fine stone dust on the walls continued to fall.

The whole base seemed to be shaking.

Fury, who was quickly going downstairs, almost fell, but Carol on the side helped him.

“Be careful!” Carol reminded.

Fury nodded, and he looked up.

“What tricky enemy have they encountered?”

Carol shook her head and said, “No matter who it is, at least the other party buys us time.” ”

She didn’t think about how many casualties the appearance of this unknown enemy would cause.

Although she herself did not want to kill those innocent soldiers, it did not mean that she would care too much about the lives of these people.

Carol is kind.

But only in the normal sense of kindness and.

And——

Don’t forget she’s a warrior.

For life and death, she actually looks at it lightly.

“You’re right.” Fury nodded.

Compared to Carol, he doesn’t care about this.

The only thing he cared about was;

Has Hydra’s support arrived?

How many people came? Will it be necessary to use weapons of this firepower?

You know, this is in the middle of a mountain.

Although it has been reinforced by modern technology, if it really makes too much movement, it will collapse.

“Let’s hurry, I don’t want to be buried in a pile of stones.” Fury said quickly.

Carol nodded.

She didn’t want that either.

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Bang!!!

The exploding fireball shattered the wall made of reinforced concrete, and a figure slowly approached in the midst of a cloud of smoke.

“The power is good, but the accuracy is a little worse.”

Clark stepped out of the smoke-filled area, patted the dust on his clothes, and looked around at the corpses.

He walked up to a guy who wasn’t dead yet.

“Demon! You, you will… It’s going to hell! ”

The lieutenant, who was pressed by the stone slab on the ground, let out a vicious curse.

Clark smiled nonchalantly.

“You are not the first to call me a demon, as for hell, you can visit it later when you have the opportunity, I believe Mephisto should welcome me as a guest.”

“God will punish you!”

The lieutenant on the ground spat blood and continued to curse.

Clark stooped to pick up a gun from a pile of rubble.

“Then please go and help me and ask him how the old man will punish me.”

He laughed and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

The world went quiet.

Dropping the gun, Clark walked towards safety.

The overhead alarm lights are still flashing red.

Clark’s super hearing allows him to hear everything moving in the entire base.

He heard the sound of cars starting, heard the roar of someone, heard whispered prayers, heard crying with trembling … These voices are intertwined, like a microcosm of the mundane world.

Clark now feels more and more like Superman.

As long as I want, I can do it.

But he also admired Superman’s righteous heart even more.

What kind of will can make him have such great power, but still restrain himself?

Is it ideological confinement?

Or the bond of loved ones?

Maybe both, maybe neither.

Clark is not Superman.

He can’t be a hero like Superman.

Even without this power, he would not want to be a hero.

Because being a hero is too tiring, too many people will evaluate your behavior, the kind of pointing fingers, obviously weak like ants, but triumphantly criticizing the behavior of the gods.

It’s ridiculous!

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PS: Because of the epidemic in the capital, the express was returned, and I… Now it’s just another way.