In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 527: Who made Schiller want to kill (middle)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

In the base of the Avengers Alliance, Natasha took over the Red Banner Medal, seeing the wear marks on it, her eyes widened.

"How? Is it true?" Steve asked.

Natasha opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I have never won this medal, and the history of the Red Banner Medal is very long, and there are many versions, but judging from the wear and tear, it should not be a souvenir... ..."

"The number of Red Banner Medals awarded is very large, and they can also be found in the market now, so there should be no one who specializes in making fake ones, right?"

After speaking, Natasha weighed the medal with some doubts, looked at Steve, and said, "Is it too late for you to vote for the Communist Party now?"

"Don't be kidding." Steve said with a serious face: "We found this in the office of Schiller's nursing home, and now we suspect that his wife and maybe your contemporaries, and also After undergoing genetic modification, maybe he came from the red house..."

"Impossible." Natasha immediately denied this, after all, she cast her eyes on the medal, Steve looked at her beautiful face, but did not see any expression on it , this female agent has always been able to control her emotions very well.

"Perhaps, you don't know what happened at that time, and I don't want to talk about it, because it has been a long time, but, no matter what, it is impossible for anyone other than me to gain longevity through transformation."

Natasha took a deep breath and slowly began her narration:

"I was born in Stalingrad in 1928. At that time, the first five-year plan of the Soviet Union had just started, and everything was in its infancy, including intelligence work."

"There is no country in the world that does not need agents. After realizing this problem, they began to select gifted children for training, and I was transformed after that."

"What about the children who were reformed with you at the same time?"

"There is no child who underwent transformation at the same time as me." Natasha sighed, looked at Stark and said, "At that time, World War II had already broken out, Stalingrad became the frontline battlefield, and the Soviet Union devoted itself wholeheartedly to Stark. During the war, the intelligence center tilted towards the wartime intelligence department, and the Red House project has been shelved."

"Besides, at that time, the level of technology was not so advanced. I was the only one who received the transformation. Fortunately, the transformation was successful."

"You can understand it this way. Captain America and I have the same experience. We are all super soldiers born for war. This kind of success cannot be replicated. There is no second Captain America in the United States, and there is no first in the Soviet Union. Two black widows."

Natasha's words convinced Steve, because Steve knew that the super soldier serum was only successful on him at that time. More than 70 years later, there is still only one Captain America.

If you have to say the reason, besides luck, there is also the reason that the technology of that era was not so advanced. Steve remembered that before the experiment started, he heard the staff say that this is a huge investment. The project even almost brought down the army's economy, but in the end, there was only such a successful case.

At that time, although the United States was not as rich as it is now, the same was true for the Soviet Union. Moreover, the Soviet Union had to face the enemy on the frontline battlefield.

"Or, to put it another way..." Natasha crossed her arms and said, "If at that time, they could make a company of me, how could the frontline fight so badly?"

Both Stark and Steve nodded. At this moment, Stark suddenly asked, "Did you defect because they conducted human experiments on you and risked your life?"

Natasha let out a snort, and she said: "You don't know how happy I was when they informed me that I was selected as the subject of the experiment, that was the happiest day in my life, Because I thought that I could finally use this powerful power to dedicate my life to this great country.”

Stark saw that Steve turned his head and showed some moved expressions on his face. Obviously, he knew more about Natasha's past.

"In essence, there is no difference between me and Steve. You have no position to accuse anyone of risking their lives, because Captain America is also the product of human experiments. We are all created to deal with war. There is no difference between high and low. The difference is that your home is still there, but I..."

Natasha shook her head, and Stark saw that when Natasha looked at the medal again, there were some different emotions in her eyes.

But soon, the female agent restrained her expression and said: "I think your speculation is completely nonsense, you Yankees like these **** plots."

"First of all, I am the only one who has acquired the longevity gene, and the other Red House agents have long since passed away."

"Secondly..." Natasha pinched the medal with **** and put it in front of her eyes, then said, "Do you think anyone can get this medal?"

"I admit that the late Soviet Union did like to issue medals randomly, but judging from the manufacturing process of this medal, it should belong to the early Red Banner Medal, and it still has a lot of weight."

"And what you don't understand is that it is very difficult to get the Order of the Red Banner in intelligence work, and you have to make great contributions to make it possible. You should know the five masters of Cambridge, right?"

Both Stark and Steve nodded, and Natasha said: "Harold King Philby, the most famous of the five masters of Cambridge, is the owner of the Order of the Red Banner, and his contribution in the end How big is it, so I don’t need to say more?”

Natasha shook her head and said: "I think that before I left the Red House, I was also a leader in the Soviet intelligence community. I even did more than a worker. I also participated in wars, but I didn't Get this medal."

"If there was another female agent who got this medal at that time, then I would definitely know about it, and if such an excellent female agent really existed, the two of us would definitely be familiar with each other, but as far as I know, and There is no such person."

The reasoning was deadlocked again, and both Stark and Steve fell into thinking. At this time, Natasha suddenly said:

"The story you made up is quite bloody, but it doesn't match the reality. There are too many far-fetched places in it, and there are many loopholes in both time and space."

"In my opinion, the matter is very simple." Natasha speculated: "You said that he was an anti-social personality when he was a teenager, and he was cured in the end somehow."

"Let's put it this way, if there is such a powerful psychiatrist in this world, he must at least be an academic leader. How could you have never heard of her name?"

"Women, Soviet agents, well-known scholars in the field of psychology, immortals, patients with neurodegenerative diseases... Each of these is a small probability event. You should be very clear about how likely it is to overlap."

"I think that Schiller may not be cured by others, but he is very likely to heal himself."

"But Schiller has emphasized to us many times that healers cannot heal themselves." Steve said.

"But he didn't heal himself. Is there a possibility that he was actually healed by some kind of spirit and ideal."

Steve and Stark were both stunned. Obviously, they thought of something. Stark wanted to question it, but Steve said: "Indeed, this is very possible."

"Don't you say that Schiller is actually this Soviet agent who was inspired by communism and then joined the KGB?" Stark's tone revealed absurdity.

"Is there such a thing rare?" Natasha asked back: "In that era, there were countless people like this. Even though I have been doing intelligence work in other countries, I also know that most of my colleagues are In this way, one after another..."

At this time, Stark heard Steve sigh, his tone was a little low, revealing the unique sense of age when recalling the past, he said: "Yes, maybe you may find it difficult to imagine, then It is an era where idealists are everywhere."

"Every Soviet person I know has a light in their eyes when talking about their country. Since then, I have never seen such a pure ideal light."

"Maybe, we can't understand and agree with that kind of doctrine, but there is a reason why that country is so powerful."

Stark fell silent, and the sound of the "didi" of the battle suit echoed in his ears. As a person who has not experienced that era, it is indeed hard to imagine.

However, page after page of historical materials flashed in front of him, and the records on them were all examples, even more exaggerated than the stories they heard.

But standing in the lower reaches of history, Stark already knew the end of the behemoth that was once powerful enough to stand on the top of the earth, and he looked at Natasha.

At this time, Natasha was staring at the badge in her hand, and Stark felt that he was hallucinating, because he saw a trace of longing in Natasha's eyes.

He did not know how many times he had heard Natasha scold that country. It was definitely not a disguise. It could be said that even if he, an American, scolded him, he would not have such real feelings.

What is she hating? What are you missing again?

Seeing Natasha's performance like this, Stark believed it a little bit. Perhaps, those once glorious years became their lifetime pride and also their lifetime nightmare.

Stark looked down at the folder again, did Schiller do the same?

The so-called lover does not exist. What he loves, who heals him, and pulls him back from the edge of the abyss, is the campfire that was once lit on the Siberian snowfield, and the radiance of the red flag shining.

And now, what makes him painful, what he can't let go of for a long time, what he can never forget, is this worn red medal.

It can be said that what they saw in Schiller's thinking hall and what they speculated before can only be said to be guesses, and the only physical evidence now is this document and this medal.

If there is one thing that is only certain, it is that Schiller does have this red medal, has indeed seen this once extremely important list, and has indeed something to do with that dead country.

Then perhaps, the only real damage comes from this, and it cannot be healed.

Both Stark and Steve thought of this.

In Schiller's thinking hall, after seeing the tragedy, they felt that if they had to choose between the collapse of the spiritual pillar and death, they would choose the latter.

But looking at it now, that may not be considered a collapse of the spiritual pillar, after that, there are still more serious disasters.

"I don't think he needs to be treated." Natasha was clearly talking about Schiller, but Stark heard her talking about herself.

"If he is really sick because of this, then he does not need to be treated, cannot be treated, and no one is qualified to treat him."

Steve and Stark were silent for a while, and suddenly, Stark said as if remembering something: "Wait a minute, if the stories about the parents and the wife are not true, then who does he want to resurrect?"

Steve opened his eyes wide, and stared at Stark, and the two suddenly had a bad feeling.

Steve said quickly: "I remember that he had already hung that **** of the underworld on a coconut tree. Facing the threat of death, the **** of the underworld didn't even help him revive the person he wanted to resurrect. It means that the object may not be resurrected..."

"In other words, even the **** of the underworld cannot be resurrected, then only..."

Stark and Steve turned around quickly, and Natasha called them from behind: "Wait! What about Hydra and Baron Zemo!"

Stark turned around, stretched out his hand and said, "Do you think Hydra is still important now?"

Even Steve said: "I know about Hydra, at most they resurrect the Red Skull, at worst I fight him again, but if Schiller wants to resurrect the Soviet Union...God! Stark! Come on Drive, go to the hospital!!!”

The two left in a hurry, without even bothering to get the folder and the medal. After the two left, Natasha fiddled with the medal, then took out her mobile phone and called Nick.

"Hello? Director, I guided them according to what you said~IndoMTL.com~They should believe it, but the story of Schiller's parents and wife is quite true, really not..."

Nick's cold snort came from the other end of the phone, and he said:

"Wife? He has a fart wife! I guess he even acted out the story of his parents, so he can fool heroes like Iron Man and Captain America who are full of sympathy."

"He got together with Loki and Stephen recently, and he must have found another unlucky guy to cheat him, mentally ill? He will only become mentally ill because he can't cheat money!"

"Using feigned death and demon **** explosion to force me to reveal the space carrier, yesterday, the annoying military still took away one of my motherships!"

"Besides, Schiller also killed Baron Zemo. Without this great enemy, what will I do with my funds for the beginning of next year?!"

"Those three liars who lack great virtue, actually want to fool Iron Man and Captain America to help them work? There is no way!"

Natasha shook her head. Obviously, she didn't quite agree with the number of "three liars".

Natasha fiddled with the medal and said, "Seriously, Chief, where did you get the early version of the Red Banner Medal? It's not easy to find."

"Red Banner Medal? What Red Banner Medal? I got the Patriotic Medal. This kind of medal is all over the street. I accepted a good-looking one and asked Coulson to send it over... Coulson! Coulson! What's going on? Did you send the wrong medal?"

"You haven't sent it yet?? What are you doing for food?! Wait, your medal hasn't been sent over, so where is Natasha...Hello! Hello?...Natasha, are you listening?"

With a "click", the medal fell to the table. Natasha slowly lowered her head and looked at the document left on the table, dumbfounded.