Chapter 1054: ?Investment Plan
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The Death Knell
- Chaos Art Troupe
- 1995 characters
- 2021-01-31 01:04:29
Before Natasha left, Su Ming simply found a typewriter and began to'write' Leviathan’s plans on the spot in the suite. The typed documents were put on different background boards, and the black widow used the miniature The camera captured that she would only carry miniature film when she'abconed'.
This way, on the one hand, Fury and the others can't verify the details of the original, on the other hand, as long as some of the things in the document can be matched, it can prove the reliability of Natasha.
Of course, it is inevitable to be locked up for a period of time, but there are now many girls with cobwebs in the ‘Logistics Department’, and Natasha’s life is absolutely guaranteed.
Those spider web agents will not climb up deliberately, and not every agent needs to be a senior.
The correct method is to ensure that each class in the future Aegis has its own people, so as to ensure the breadth of intelligence. Some people will infiltrate the scientific department, some will specialize in the administrative department, and some will infiltrate the combat squad. Spy department.
Yes, the more spy agencies are, the more they pay attention to the construction of their own anti-espionage departments.
"Well, you can't give too much sweetness at one time. First, take the'Red Guard' and the'Echo' plan as your name. Passing by the spider web headquarters, you can get a leech potion, but rest assured, it has been modified by the adjutant. The scientific research capabilities of the world cannot be replicated."
Natasha finished taking the documents on the table, flipped through a few pages and threw them into the fireplace.
"Are these all true? The Red Guard plan and the Echo plan?"
Su Ming nodded. Maybe for some people, this is a secret, but it is not for him. He knows these things exist and he only needs to write them in his own language.
"The Red Guard is a branch of the Winter Soldier Project. The potions used are not the same. The former uses Captain America’s blood to refine potions for the second time, while the Winter Soldier Project uses stolen German products. Decided whether to draw their ideas to the Winter Soldier Project, but I guess they will be interested in the Cold War."
"Captain America's blood is lost again?" Natasha felt helpless.
Su Ming shrugged and poured wine into the glasses of the three again. It was raining in Sochi today, and everything outside looked gray. I don't know why, the sky here is very high, and the vast black screen is full of thin silver threads.
"Maybe it was acquired on the battlefield. Steve sprinkled his blood everywhere in Europe. It may also be acquired from the U.S. military. We still don’t know how many agents Leviathan has in the U.S., like We don’t know how many spies were on Mao Xiong’s side in the past SSR."
"What about the Echo Project?" Natasha looked at the fire and made sure that the paper documents were completely destroyed. She shook the liquid in the glass very gracefully.
"The Echo Project is a plan for Leviathan to build a secret base under a large number of sea-surface drilling platforms from various allied countries of the bears to dock submarines, secretly transport nuclear weapons, secretly transport or reserve forces. If the cold war unfortunately turns to a hot war... ."
Su Ming looked at Natasha's small face, raised a hand, and made a gesture of capsize.
Yes, don't doubt whether Leviathan has the courage to wash the ground with nuclear bombs. Those lunatics want to find their place in the world, but their destination is actually only one, that is the highest position.
Natasha smiled, and the corner of her mouth provoked a beautiful arc: "The Third World War, then do you want it to happen or not?"
"I don't really care. As long as you don't die too many people and cause the earth to lose too many human resources, then the problem can be remedied." Su Ming answered calmly, holding up his wine glass and walking to the French window, and reached out to touch the seagull. The curtain opened the door to the balcony.
The temperature outside the window is about seven or eight degrees above zero, so the drizzle blowing in the wind has a hint of coolness. Looking at the distant Caucasus Mountains in the rain screen, the white snow is still vivid in high altitude areas.
Su Ming ended the conversation. The task is enough here, and the rest can only look at Natasha's own performance.
"What are your plans next?" In the evening, Natasha was ready and left, and only Su Ming and Gin were left in the spacious suite.
The Valkyrie came to him, reached out and closed the sliding door of the balcony, and the wind in the room suddenly became much quieter.
"Go and prepare a batch of fresh cannon fodder to act with Natasha, and then design a plan for Leviathan to match the new SSR, and see if I can get the zero element... I didn't want to mix it up. But Zheng Xianyi said that it reminds me that there is something like element zero that is useful. What about you? What other plans do you have?"
Su Ming put his arm around her shoulder, and both of them watched the rain getting heavier outside the window.
"I have to go to Warnerheim, where the economic system reform has not been completed. If we plan to use it as a space port, I am afraid that the road to go is still a long way." Gin sighed and put his head on his shoulder.
"Alright, then do it now. I bought a nice mountainous land in Maine last time. When I'm done, I will go to build a house there. You know how to find me."
"Build a house? You?" Gin looked up with a strange expression and looked at him.
Su Ming looked back with the same expression: "Is it weird that I will build a house? Although I don't say building a castle, at least there is no problem with the wooden house."
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Three days later.
New York Central Park.
Some desperate Steve is here... sketching?
In fact, he hasn't drawn anything meaningful. The years he has put down his pen are a bit longer, not to mention comics, and he can't even complete a decent sketch.
Perhaps the weather was too cold, which prevented his fingers from moving flexibly, or at least was unable to draw a beautiful arc.
He originally planned to come here, in this rare open space in the center of the city, to see how people usually live. He will be an ordinary person for a long time and feel that he needs to learn how to live alone normally.
If you were empty-handed, it would be a bit strange to sit on a park bench and stare at others in the winter, so when he cleaned up the old house, he took out his childhood drawing board.
‘Much smaller than a shield. ’
As if it was an instinctive reaction, when he held the drawing board in his hand, this kind of thought came to his mind involuntarily for the first time.
Then he realized, oh, the shield has been handed back, and he is not Captain America anymore.
Not only him, but even the other Captain America I met before has disappeared, and no one knows where he has gone.
Just as he looked at the messy lines on the paper and thought, some snow on the branches fell into his neck, making him come back to reality from his complicated thoughts. He thought he would see it on the treetops. Sparrows or pigeons foraging, but there is nothing there.
Not only that, the swaying amplitude of the tip of the treetop is also getting bigger and bigger, and the whole tree, or the trees in the park, is rustling snow.
Steve became alert immediately. He picked up the drawing board, squatted down and touched the ground with his palm, the cold cement clearly conveyed the vibration.
This irregular burst frequency reminded him of those days in the trenches during World War II.
Bombs, artillery fire, and even worse, such as giant robots or self-exploding flying saucers.
But now is not the time to think about those issues. He quickly stood up and looked around in the cold wind, looking for black smoke or fire. If an explosion happened somewhere, then something must have happened. This is New York, and the last invasion is still vivid.
However, no, there is no obvious trace of explosion on the ground. No matter which direction the sky is, it is gray, the color of the big city as always.
"Underground?" Steve made a judgment immediately, and when things involved fighting, he always reacted quickly.
Although he had no good impression of sewers and other places, especially the rags stuffed by a doctor there, even so, he picked up a trash can cover not far from the bench and found the nearest Jumped down at the entrance of the sewer.
Sure enough, after entering the sewer, the dark and deep tunnel sent the sound of explosions and firearms to his ears, just like entering an underground blacksmith's shop, and all kinds of chaotic noises poured into his ears.
Steve looked up at the place where he got down. There was a faint light shining in, and facing the light, he could see a thin dust falling from the top of the sewer.
The location of the explosion was not far from here, and the sound came from Brooklyn to the east.
He stepped away and ran in that direction. Although he was no longer the captain, he still wanted to guard the city.
I don't know how far he has turned a few turns and ran out in the dark. Just when he was a little panting, he finally saw the faint light of fire, and the gunfire became more intense.
And just at the next fork in the road, the sound of feet, the sound of running on the sewage, can be easily distinguished from the gunfire.
Then, in the dark, he saw a long red hair, like a dark red firewood, which is also eye-catching in the absence of light.
But when he saw that person, that person obviously saw him too, unlike a person who was usually hunted down, the woman shot back behind her, turned her footsteps, and ran towards him.
"Help!"
Steve didn't think much about it. A beautiful woman who looked very young and dressed in a black bodysuit looked more believable than the crowd behind him with submachine guns, gas masks and black suits.
He immediately raised the trash can lid in his hand, blocked the woman's back, and led her to escape quickly.
And her enemies didn't say a word, except for shooting, they used all kinds of explosives, so the strong air waves and hot bullets followed them all the time, making the two of them move faster and faster.
"Are you Captain America?"
He heard the woman next to him ask in English with a Russian accent~EbookFREE.me~ The expression on his face in the dark seemed a little surprised.
"No, I'm not." Steve became alert, the other side knew himself?
"No one else can use a shield like you, you must be Captain America." The woman spoke quickly, and before he could refute or explain, she added: "I am Natasha Romanoff, the former Levi Agent Tan, now I am surrendering to SSR. I have very important information to report to your leadership. This is about the lives of hundreds of millions of people."
Steve frowned. Of course he knew Leviathan, and he hadn't dealt with those madmen less before. Although it was not always hostile, in most cases, the two parties would not have a happy result when they met.
But thinking of the information that the other party claimed to have about the lives of hundreds of millions of people, he decided to take her out of danger first, and then verify the authenticity of the information.
"SSR has been disbanded, and I am now discharged, but I can help you and come with me!"