I Am In Marvel Chapter 125: The compromise of the red house
"Who on earth are you..."
Aiming at the large-caliber pistol suspended in the air, Taras raised his hands with raised eyebrows, finally realizing that he kicked the iron plate this time.
He looked at Natasha on Logan's shoulder unwillingly, and said calmly and calmly: "No matter what, you can't take away our people. This is an area of focus for the Soviet military. Once something happens, Whatever happens, the nearest Soviet military base will send troops over."
"Soviet army?" The hooded young man smiled faintly, not afraid to stop at all.
"Why do I feel like I have seen you somewhere?" Taras stared at him, his brows furrowed deeply, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.
"Taras."
On Logan's shoulder, Natasha, who knew she was safe, blinked and said with a sarcastic tone, "Thanks to you, you are still a senior member of the Red House and are familiar with intelligence information from all over the world. But now you can't even see what's happening in front of you." Even the men can’t recognize it.”
Taras frowned and looked at the hooded youth headed by the three, trying to identify them from head to toe. The young man happened to be looking directly at him. Half of his face covered by the hood was as handsome and cold as a knife, and his blue eyes were confident. Bright, with an indescribable sense of majesty and oppression.
"Wait, you are..." He gasped at the recognition, his whole body trembled, and he was extremely horrified.
Oh my God! Why did that demonic **** come here? !
"Mr. Kyle, why are you here in the Soviet Union? Prime Minister Stalin has wanted to see you for a long time, and the US Ministry of Foreign Affairs has not notified you." Taras smiled bitterly, secretly cursing that he should have thought of it earlier. Now, the only one who could make Natasha switch sides and ignore the military threat in the Soviet Union was the man in front of her.
American Kyle, a symbol of peace, a legendary figure who ended World War II, is promoted as a god-like superhero in the Americas!
"You should know that I retired from the U.S. military, right? This is just a personal statement." Kyle said as he pulled down his hood, revealing his shining blond hair.
With a devilish smile on his face, he said: "During the war, your red house owed me something, and it was quite a lot after interest. If you don't mind, I can go sit down at the base near your place and take my time. Talk."
"I understand." Taras was dripping with cold sweat and nodded heavily in agreement.
The moment he knew Kyle's identity, he already understood that this matter was not something he could handle alone.
Deep in the mysterious area of the wasteland, the Soviet Red House Base.
"Chief Taras is back!"
The armed soldiers guarding the entrance of the base were solemn and ready to open the door to greet them, but they soon froze in shock and uncertainty.
I saw Taras, who was usually high-profile and arrogant, hunched over, following a young man with a low profile, leading him towards the entrance of the base, followed by a little girl with a sword and Natasha on her shoulders. uncle.
"What are you still waiting for?" Taras glared at the guard, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, and said hastily: "Hurry up and open the door! And send someone to notify the senior staff that there is a 'distinguished guest' Here we come! We have important things to discuss at a meeting!!"
"Yes!" the guard responded quickly.
This is the first time that the Red House has entertained uninvited guests. The most important thing is that the other party's background is too great, and a bad event can be a disaster that can endanger national security.
Now that World War II has just ended, the heroes who symbolize peace have taken the initiative to come to the door, making everyone panic, let alone the Red Room organization who knows that it is in the wrong.
Kyle and others sat down in the reception hall of the main building of the Red House, and the next batch of training agents were collectively treated as servants and called over to entertain them.
Talas requested ten minutes of discussion time, and entered the conference room with the other two senior executives of the Red House worriedly. They closed the door and discussed how to deal with this emergency.
"The Red Room has not been noticed by outsiders for so many years. How did he find it?" Norris, as the supreme leader of the Red Room, asked.
"This is no longer important." Taras held his head tightly and said irritably: "What is important is that our hasty mission had offended Kyle before, and now he has brought people to the door to ask for an explanation. and so-called debt."
"He said that now that he has retired, he only represents his personal position and does not escalate into conflicts and disputes between countries."
"Isn't it enough for him alone?" Another Red Room executive was helpless and thought: "If we can compromise and pay some price, resolve this matter peacefully, and ask him to leave the Soviet Union, then this will be the end of the world." The next best result."
It would be best if we could resolve it rationally. After all, no one wants to have a real fight with that man.
"The problem is. Kyle is now very determined to take Natasha away, and Natasha herself has betrayed the organization's promise. And..." Under the surprised gazes of the other two people, Taras sighed. Said: "He said he wants us to hand over the super agent's reagent equation."
"Absolutely impossible!" Norris and the Red Room executives' expressions changed drastically, and they refused in unison.
Norris said with a straight face: "The super agent reagent equation is the foundation for our Red House to create top agents. It will never be handed over!"
"Of course I know this, but Kyle also said that if we don't come up with something sincere enough, he will do it in ten minutes... No~IndoMTL.com~ There are less than five minutes left. It will destroy this place." Taras looked up at the clock and said bitterly after completing the message.
The Red Room executive opened his mouth wide and said hesitantly: "Is this a negotiation? It's clearly a threat!"
"Too crazy." Norris punched the conference table in anger, and a dull sound echoed in the conference room.
Talas moved his mouth, but he didn't say a word.
That is, "the other party does have the capital and strength to threaten them." Needless to say, the three people present who can sit in the top positions of the Red House all know it well.
After another discussion, when Kyle left them with only one minute left, the three senior members of the Red House finally reached a compromise consensus:
First of all, Black Widow Natasha can be discarded! no problem!
Secondly, we must not give in to the super agent reagent equation, otherwise we would rather fight to the death with the opponent - even if the Red Room base is damaged and sacrificed, it will not give the United States the ability to create super agents.
But in order to ensure that Kyle could accept their compromise terms and return peacefully, the three of them added another thing to replace the super agent's potion equation.
In the reception hall of the main building.
Kyle sat calmly on the seat by the window. The red house buildings were all large retro bungalows, and the floor-to-ceiling curtains were all blood red. Under the sunlight outside, the interior was filled with red light.
Luo Gen and Yu Tong both looked carefree, as calm as if they were in their own manor.
Any one of the three of them can destroy the Red House base. If the three of them come together, it will basically ensure that the other party has no chance of comeback.
This is what Kyle calls a quick fix, go out and finish the job the same day.