[Zhongyingmei] Who is my father?

The sudden fall of darkness seems to be a preview of the opening.

Joyce stood where he was, literally holding his breath for a moment, guarding against an attack that might come from any direction at any time.However, apart from the faint gunshots on the other side of the isolation door, there was silence all around, as if someone had thrown this space into the deep sea, the light and sound were annihilated together, leaving only the unbreathable water pressure , filled every inch of the air.

They're in a bad place right now.

Zero was facing an unknown number of enemies, and judging from the faint movements he heard before the communication was interrupted, it was definitely not a number that one person could easily handle.And Joyce was trapped at the other end of the door, unable to go to help, and it was unknown what would challenge people's limits in the dark.He didn't know what else to do now but to move on, to find another way out.

...Sorry, Zero, I can't listen to you and stay where I am and wait for you.

Joyce narrowed his eyes slightly, clenched the handle of the tactical knife in his sleeve, and slowly walked towards the only dark red light in the distance.If he guessed correctly, there must be a control room for these circuits on this floor, and the spying enemy will be there to watch their struggle.In any case, he must seize control of the base, otherwise not only Zero, but even Bucky and Deadpool who blocked the killer on the first floor may encounter unexpected situations.He couldn't let this worst-case scenario happen.

The red dot in the darkness flickered, as if happily calling him to go.Joyce stared at it for a while, and decided to strike first. No matter what the other party was doing, he shouldn't sit here and wait for death. It is a mercenary's style to take the initiative.

He approached his target cautiously, his enhanced vision preserving his visual function to the maximum extent possible in the dark.Therefore, Joyce soon discovered that all the lights and shadows he saw came from a certain room at the end of the corridor. The old-fashioned metal door was ajar, and the cold light that was still slightly stirring and belonging to the electronic screen came out from the gap. .

This is, the database?

Putting his hand on the doorknob, Joyce listened for a while, making sure that he only caught the hum of the computer running, and without hesitation, he pushed open the unheavy door in front of him.

'Squeak—'

The rusty shaft made a scratching sound, which was deafening in the silent darkness.Joyce immediately dodged behind the wall of the corridor, and did not wait for the bullets or sharp knives flying out of the room. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and walked in generously, but the moment he saw the furnishings in the room clearly, his face showed There was a rare shock.

It was an old computing device that almost filled half the room.Facing the door, a display screen with blue light was quietly placed on the table, as if it was waiting for his arrival.If Joyce hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Joyce felt that it would be hard for him to believe that there were such old equipment in Hydra, even spotless. Symbolic collection.

Joyce frowned and took another half step forward.

And the moment he lifted his leg, the door behind him suddenly closed automatically without wind.Joyce was startled. Just as he was about to turn his head, a line of text suddenly appeared on the screen on the table, as if it had been struck by an invisible hand, instantly attracting his full attention.

"Welcome—" Joyce read them softly: "Come to the land of death and rebirth."

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, the perfect finished product of 'Project Z'."

And the second after his voice landed, a cold mechanical voice suddenly came out from the loudspeakers in all directions.Unlike the AI ​​that belonged to Iron Man that Joyce heard in the Avengers Building, there was no human element in this voice, full of indifference, more like a collection of data and electronic technology than Friday.What's more terrible is that Joyce recognized it almost instantly. When he and Kuaiyin sneaked into the mutant prison together, it was this voice that intercepted his deciphering of Hydra's data and forced them into the encirclement. Destroyed his equipment and left him empty-handed.

Maybe he didn't realize the origin of the sound at the time, but after consulting more information about Heypaw and the friendly support of Captain America, Joyce certainly knows what it is now.

"I heard Pierce say that you have been turned into ashes under the short-range missiles of S.H.I.E.L.D."

I am not afraid of a person who has been dead for decades and made himself into a program.Joyce raised his eyebrows, folded his arms on his chest, and expressed his curiosity and curiosity in a timely manner: "So this is your backup?"

"No one in this world can kill me." The tone was as disgusting as ever, and Zola said this, which was more in line with the mastermind behind the 'Z Plan' that Joyce had flashed in his memory and he had heard occasionally. The voice of the author: "Only I have achieved the eternal life that all human beings yearn for."

"Turn yourself into a pile of data trapped in the computer?" Joyce sneered, thinking that this person's brain is simply sick: "You are not afraid that one day you will be killed by anti-virus software."

"I didn't expect you to understand."

Hypocritically expressing his regret, Zora's voice paused.At the same time, a document that has been sealed for a long time also appeared on the display screen, with the words 'Project Z' marked on the lower left corner, and the content contained in it, no one in this world is more familiar than Joyce. up.

It was the most complete file of Zero he had seen so far.

And five seconds later, the file was split into two on the display screen, one was still about Zero's transformation experiment, and the other had become Joyce's before and after he left Hydra. action log.

"If it's your personality, maybe you can appreciate my great creation more than you."

Prolonging the sound, Zola's tone seemed to be admiring the perfect machine he had built.For a moment, Joyce thought of number four who almost killed himself in Gotham:

"Such an excellent work, but it has been tarnished because of your appearance... For me, you are the virus that should be erased."

"..."

Never able to communicate calmly with Hydra, especially this kind of lunatic, Joyce rolled his eyes towards the ceiling, too lazy to argue with the other party.No matter how long it has passed, the setting of these people's brains will not collapse. Anyway, they don't want to see each other. Instead of wasting time arguing, he is more willing to send this ghost of the last century together with the entire base to hell.

"So, that's why you let me go here alone?"

After pinching out the iron man's friendly offer in his pocket, Joyce raised his eyebrows, his expression was as calm as ever, but there was a sharp killing intent that could not be ignored: "Do you have the ability to kill me?"

"A machine that makes a mistake should be recalibrated."

The tone meant something, and Zola released the surveillance images of other parts of the base on the display.Including Captain America and Thor who are dealing with a lot of hi-claws outside the base, including Bucky and Deadpool who are struggling with three killers on the basement floor.Of course, there was Zero on the other side of the isolation door, standing on top of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, his face as cold as ice.

"I just came to invite you to conduct an experiment for me." He said briskly: "You should feel honored, even if you die, you will not die worthless."

Before the words fell, before Joyce could react to the hidden meaning in his words.He keenly felt a sound of breaking through the air coming from behind, and almost blinked, he was already very close to him.

Joyce's pupils shrank, and he turned sideways to avoid it.

A cold light almost brushed against the tip of his nose, cutting off a few strands of golden hair.If he hadn't hid quickly, he would have had his throat slit by the attacker by now.

"...Is this what you call an experiment?"

He took a few steps back and didn't stop until he was out of the opponent's attack range.Joyce stared in front of him and slowly turned around. The young and unfamiliar killer's eyes could no longer be described as gloomy: "As expected, he is as shameless as ever."

"As long as the effect can be achieved in the end, no matter what means are used."

Zola explained this slowly.And after the hit missed, the killer came over again, without leaving Joyce with a chance to breathe, almost pressing him down to wrestle with him.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, this is the last result of 'Project Z'."

The mechanical voice expressed its joy with the change of speech rate, and Zola's tone sounded disgusting:

"According to your habits, you can call him No. [-]. This is a small favor I give you."

"To shut up."

Being mentally polluted in the midst of fierce battles, Joyce's expression became more and more annoyed.However, although No. [-] does seem to have been transformed, and its speed and strength are far superior to ordinary Hydra agents, it is nothing to Joyce who has fought with a basket of monsters. threaten.What he was on guard against was whether the other party had been transformed into some strange superpowers again. Since Zola would let people out to attack him, he must have some abilities.

However, Joyce guessed wrong this time.

He was kicked onto a certain computing device, and then charged like a cheetah with a knife in his hand.Joyce looked at No. [-]'s almost desperate figure, gave a soft 'tsk' sound, used the metal arm to hold the opponent's knife, then swung his left hand, and slashed at his fragile neck with ease.

In this case, either be killed, or lose the car to save the handsome.No. [-] was also obviously a ruthless person, so he simply blocked it with his right hand. Although he inevitably lost half of his arm, he also avoided the fate of being stabbed to death by Joyce on the spot.

"呲-"

Back away from the spray of blood.Joyce flicked the bright red stain on the knife, watched No. [-] staggered back and stood firm, frowned and was about to say something, but suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of powerlessness spread from his blood.

……how?

Unable to control his knees softening, he almost knelt on the ground.Joyce stared wide-eyed, and looked at No. [-]'s severed right hand in disbelief, and found that he was holding a syringe in his palm, and the liquid in it was two-thirds empty.Obviously, within a few seconds of the two approaching, the other party would plunge into his body even if he lost an arm.

"what is that?"

Raising his head, Joyce clenched his teeth, suppressing the fishy sweetness in his throat, with a terrifying expression like a ghost crawling out of hell.

"It's just a small result that needs you to help me experiment."

Zola's voice sounded a little far away, but he was very clear that it was because his sanity was rapidly draining:

"Since this project can develop a gene stabilizer, why can't we develop a crash accelerator, are you right?"