Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 1422: The storm is coming

The vision for several days has attracted the attention of many people.

From the crack that appeared in the sky at the beginning, to the angel light and shadow that appeared last night, some people were nervous.

Some say it's a sign of an alien invasion.

Some people said it was a miracle of God's manifestation.

Some people say that it is a weapon secretly developed by the United States to deal with disobedient countries.

For a time, public opinion spread, and the crowd talked a lot.

In addition, with the help of the people behind it, the people's trust in the government began to decline again, and there were people marching on the streets every day.

They held large banners demanding that Congress and the President reveal all hidden secrets.

But obviously, that's not possible.

If ordinary people know the truth, it will only lead to greater riots, which is not what the president wants.

So, the next morning.

Fury received a direct phone call from the President before his **** touched his seat, ordering him to completely resolve this public opinion incident within three days, and to investigate clearly what the vision of these two days was.

At first, he wanted to perfunctory.

But then, the president was completely angry and started filial piety over the phone: "Listen, Nick Fury!"

"You **** worm, you've been in this seat long enough, you think I don't know how much money you embezzled behind our backs?"

"Now, I don't want to hear any explanation!"

"Give you three days to cover up all these **** news, don't affect my campaign, and then find out what those things are!"

"I'll have Pierce supervise you!"

"Remember, three days!"

"All are all..."

The busy tone for hanging up came.

Fury grabbed the cup and threw it directly on the door before he could take a sip of the freshly brewed coffee.

"Fakyo!

! "

He looked gloomy and crossed his fingers.

The phalanges of the too-excessive force were pale, and the blue veins burst out one by one, looking extremely terrifying: "Damn bastard, he shot so quickly!"

He can guess with his toes.

Those who are behind the scenes and deliberately guide public opinion are the intruders who have been hiding among human beings, waiting for an opportunity to replace them - the Skrulls!

Even...think the worst.

Key personnel such as the President, Congress, the military, and the Federal Court may have long been infiltrated and replaced by the Skrulls.

The movement of the group...too fast!

Originally, he thought that he still had some time to prepare more fully, but now it seems that there is no time left.

"It's okay..."

His eyes were sharp, and the corners of his lips curled into a sinister smile: "Anyway, my preparations are almost complete, so let's... who is more powerful!"

He then pulls out his personal cell phone.

After pressing a few keys at random, a mysterious phone call was made. After the call was made, the other party made no sound, and the silence was full of strangeness.

The two sides were silent for ten seconds.

Seems to be confirming each other, each other's identities.

Finally, with the frequency of Fury's knuckles, the other party confirmed his identity.

"What's the matter?"

The man asked neatly.

"The fish is hooked."

Frey lowered his voice and said a word.

"The storm... is coming."

The other side also replied with a sentence, and then hung up the contact.

Sitting in the office, Fury looked out through the porthole to the rolling clouds and muttered: "The storm is coming... Next, is the war that will determine the fate of mankind!"

"May God... forgive me for my crimes."

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Antarctica, a secret Hydra base.

The burly man in the snow camouflage easily crushed the contact device, then turned and walked towards the depths.

This is an abandoned military base.

But due to Germany's excellent military industry, the base can still operate normally even after a few decades, and there is basically no damage except for paint peeling in some places.

Huge steel pipes connect the entire base.

In the extremely cold weather, although there are heating facilities in the base, there are still many places covered with a thin layer of ice and snow.

Walk through several gates.

A huge empty cave is presented.

In the circular underground cave, there are dozens of culture tanks in the depths, and sleeping men and women can be seen inside.

They are superhuman beings created at the end of Hydra, in order to save fire and perform special tasks - the Winter Soldier!

Each Winter Soldier is proficient in assassination, sabotage, and subversion of the regime behind enemy lines, and is proficient in operating various firearms, with various abilities comparable to Captain America.

Bucky is the weakest of the modified Winter Soldiers, even if he has a robotic arm.

This shows how terrifying these winter warriors are.

The most important thing is that this group of Winter Soldiers are still alive, exhaling strings of bubbles in the cultivation tank.

With a single command, they can revive and become the most loyal and fearsome warriors!

A middle-aged decadent man, sitting on the cold steps, holding a red book in his hand, noticed his arrival, and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you act?"

"Hmm."

The man in the camouflage uniform nodded, threw something to him, and said: "The next action is your personal behavior, and it has nothing to do with anyone, understand?"

"I have a book of ghosts and gods"

"Relax, I know the rules."

The man put the thrown thing in the palm of his hand and scrutinized it, and said with a grin, "This gadget... can really make him show his prototype?"

"If nothing else...the success rate is high."

The man in camouflage replied.

"What if something went wrong?"

The man asked.

The man in the camouflage uniform didn't answer, just stared at him coldly, as if he had already said the answer.

"Haha...I see."

The man grinned, stood up on his knees, and said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if I can succeed or not. Anyway, my goal...just expose their true colors."

"Good luck to you."

The man in camouflage turns to leave.

"Where are you going?"

The man looked at his back ~IndoMTL.com~ asked.

"I...go to another battlefield."

The man in the camouflage uniform stopped and was silent for a moment, then said: "The only thing a person like me can do is to keep running to the next battlefield until death."

"Good luck to you too."

The man sent his blessing: "Although I don't like superheroes, you are an exception, maybe because we both have the same experience."

The man in the camouflage took firm steps and gradually disappeared from sight.

"Goodbye... Helmut Zemo."

"Goodbye, Frank Custer."

Although they went in opposite directions, the end point was the same.

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