Marvel With Zanpakuto Chapter 782: SHIELD? No, it’s a nine-headed snake
Vienna, Prison for Special Retention.
The walls of the prison are made of several layers of fine gold alloy. The thickness of each side is about half a meter. It is integrally formed without any gaps. It is strong enough to resist frontal attacks from air-to-surface missiles, and it is absolutely impossible to break it with manpower. .
At least thirty minutes ago, everyone thought so.
After receiving the alarm that the prison was breached, Grant quickly led a large number of team members back, but the scene that caught his eyes made everyone present shudder.
The half-meter-thick fine gold alloy wall was forcibly punched a gap.
The area of the gap is not very large, but it is more than enough for a person to pass through.
And around the gap, after being violently impacted, cracked metal traces spread all over it, and those densely intertwined tortoise cracks formed a hideous image of a skeleton demon.
I can't imagine what kind of blow it is to tear this metal wall.
Touch the wall with your fingers, slide along the lines of the metal cracks, as if you can still feel the remaining punch, full of destructive power of extinction and malice, like a terrifying punch from a demon.
"I need an explanation, Researcher Vulkan."
Grant's eyes were gloomy, and his handsome face was bulging with blue veins. He suppressed his anger and asked, "You have assured me again and again that with Steve Rogers' spiritual output, it is absolutely impossible to get out of this cell." Escaped, what's going on now?!"
"This.....This is impossible!"
A scientific researcher in a white coat, after seeing the destroyed metal wall, said without tears: "I have created a prison that Rogers can never break through based on his past spiritual power level. I... I don't know what's going on."
"You let me down, Vulcan."
Grant took a deep look at him, swung his palms like a knife, and said coldly, "We don't need a useless person."
The agent next to him knew it, and he drew his pistol and shot it directly.
As wisps of white smoke rose from the muzzle, the scientific researcher named Vulcan was shot in the head and fell down with a trace of shock.
For Vulkan who died suddenly, the surrounding agents were even indifferent.
It seems that the person who just died was not their companion, but just an insignificant person, and no one accused Grant of being callous, and some only acted efficiently.
Two people dragged Vulkan's body away, and the rest waited for the next order.
Grant first notified his superiors, and after receiving a scolding, he hung up the phone with a gloomy face. After thinking for a while, he dialed a secret number again.
"I need the 'Winter Soldier'."
"Understood, the Winter Soldier will arrive soon, I hope you have a good time."
After the short conversation, Grant glanced over the faces of the surrounding agents, and said sternly: "Find me the traces of Steve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff, I want to know their Detailed location!"
"Perhaps... we can use Sola."
An agent suggested in a low voice: "Although the insight plan has not been completed, the satellites have been deployed, and the Sola algorithm should be able to lock them."
"Then apply!"
Grant gritted his teeth, anger rose in his eyes: "I don't care what method you use, find them for me within eight hours!"
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United States, New Jersey.
An ordinary car driving on a spacious road.
"This is my borrowed car, can you put your foot down?"
The man who was driving seemed a little helpless, and said to the woman beside him.
"What a surprise, Captain America can actually pry a car." The woman wearing a peaked cap raised her head, a few strands of red hair slid down her temples, and said with a smile, "Can you tell me where you learned this trick from?" Is it?"
"Nacui Germany, and I borrowed this car."
Steve stated again, glanced at the woman next to him, and couldn't help asking: "Natasha, should you also confess to me, what exactly did Fury give you? ?”
"Sorry, captain, I can't tell you."
Natasha shrugged her shoulders, looked out the window with blurred eyes, and said: "Some secrets are destined not to surface from the moment they were born, I hope you can understand me."
"Then I will change the question."
Steve clenched the steering wheel tightly, and said in a deep voice, "SHIELD...what happened?"
"I can't answer this question for you, because even I don't know." Natasha sighed, and said: "The only thing that is certain is that SHIELD... was taken by another Forces are in control, and they lurk too deep for all of us to discover."
"You asked us to come to New Jersey, is Fury's instruction?" Steve asked again.
"Not all, the main reason is it." Natasha held a storage disk under her fingertips, and said indifferently: "I stole it from Grant, and I deciphered a coordinate in it, and the location is in New Jersey. .”
"Wait... haven't you been caught?" Steve looked stunned: "When I went to rescue you, both of your hands were tied, how did you get out of him?" This USB flash drive you stole from your body?"
"Come out, Momo."
Natasha let out a soft breath, and the purple-green smoke rose and formed a humanoid creature: "Let me introduce, this is my puppet 'Momo', the special ability of the Soul Hunting Clan, except for the director Nobody knows about it except Barton."
What is a professional agent?
Steve almost retreated tactically, looking at his intelligence work, even he was deceived.
"Natasha~ I'm so hungry." The figure made of purple smoke actually spoke in a coquettish tone.
"Wait a little longer, Momo." Natasha comforted her and said, "I'll find you some souls after this matter is over."
"Then I'll go back to sleep~" Momo slid into the spray can on Natasha's waist.
"Don't look at me with that look, captain." Natasha smiled and said, "I'm probably not the only one who hides his means. I was really surprised that I was able to break through that metal prison. "
"I didn't try to hide it."
Steve shook his head, and said bitterly: "After the last alien invasion, I discovered a new power, but I haven't had time to show it yet."
During the conversation, the two came to the outskirts, an abandoned military base.
This is the original prototype of S.H.I.E.L.D., the base where everyone fought against Germany when he was still there, and the place where he trained himself to become a super soldier.
"I didn't expect it to be here."
Steve's tone was a bit complicated, and it was full of nostalgia at a glance.
"Don't waste time, Captain." Natasha interrupted his recollection, walked straight to the front of the military base, and forcefully opened the dusty iron gate, a smell of rust mixed with dust came to his face Come.
The base is empty, except for the accumulated dust, there are cobwebs and bugs everywhere.
"This place has been abandoned for a long time, what are you looking for?" Steve asked, fanning the choking dust.
"I don't know, the coordinates in the USB flash drive point here, I think there should be something special." Natasha checked and found a mechanism leading to the underground.
Through a long and narrow passage, the two came to a room full of computer databases.
There are three old computers in the center, the screens are flickering irregularly, and the restless snowflakes are making noise.
"Welcome here, Captain America Steve Rogers, and the famous Black Widow Natasha Romanoff."
The snowflakes on the display suddenly disappeared, revealing a wretched face.
"Arnim Zola?!"
Steve's pupils shrank slightly, and his face changed suddenly: "Impossible, you should be dead already!"
"Do you know this guy?" Natasha raised her vigilance and asked in a low voice as she leaned over.
"He is the chief scientist of Hydra, and he has developed many killing weapons for the Red Skull." Steve looked at him in disbelief, and said, "But in the Siberian ice sheet seventy years ago, he should have died In the hands of Hasward!"
"Hehe, you are wrong, Captain."
The Zola image in the computer let out a burst of wild laughter: "The ~IndoMTL.com~ that died seventy years ago is just my body, the real me stored my consciousness in the The database has finally been revived by them recently."
"They?"
Natasha keenly captured the key words: "Are you referring to them, is it SHIELD?"
"S.H.I.E.L.D.? Hahahaha...."
For some reason, Zola's laughter became more arrogant, and there was even a hint of sarcasm mixed in.
"What are you laughing at?"
Natasha felt inexplicably annoyed, and said coldly: "If SHIELD hadn't revived you, how could you be in this base!"
"You are wrong, and you are completely wrong."
Zola said sullenly: "From the very beginning, there was no S.H.I.E.L.D. Under your nose."
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