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"Okay, we're here."

Using the [Invisibility] ability, he flew over the base with the shrunken Scott.

Colin looked down at the vaguely visible Hydra base below him, and reminded Scott in his hand.

"Get ready, Scott."

"Be careful."

"No problem!"

Although, at this moment, Scott had countless questions in his mind that he wanted to figure out.

But he also knew that it was not a good time to ask questions. He shook his head to suppress the doubts in his heart. He took a deep breath and came to the small box in Colin's hand, opened the opening, and a large number of craftsman ants crawled out of the box in an orderly manner.

"Team A, go..."

"Team B, Team C, set off!"

Through the brainwave device, Scott gave orders to these ants. He quickly climbed onto the back of the last craftsman ant that came out of the box, patted its head and said, "Okay, Anthony, don't fall me again this time."

After the voice fell, Scott, together with the craftsman ant Anthony under him, and the mighty army of ants flew towards the location of the Hydra base.

[Contact the distorted time node and collect a small amount of time fragments x 1]

Bring Scott and his ant team to the sky above the base.

Colin did not stay for long, his eyes swept over the text, and then turned back to the position of the rebels.

Controlling the body, slowly falling down, at the same time retracting the [Invisibility] ability, and reappearing next to Nick.

His eyes also fell on the screen in front of Howard and others.

Most of these shots were from Scott's ant team.

Use "Pym particles" to shrink the camera and install it on the working craftsman ants to help the rebels understand the progress of Scott's actions.

"I have reached the roof of the base building!"

Landing on the roof of the Hydra base, Scott rolled and stood firm, while reporting to Colin and others.

"Understood, be careful!"

On the other side, seeing Scott's figure in the picture, Howard responded calmly.

"Huh~"

After reporting the situation, Scott turned his head to look at the environment around the roof, and his eyes quickly locked on the ventilation vents not far away.

"I plan to use the vent to enter the base."

"The vent is normal."

After confirming the situation of the vent with Tony, he did not hesitate too much and controlled his ant army to drill into the gap of the vent.

In the rusty vent, Scott drove Anthony forward quickly.

"Perhaps, they should consider cleaning the ventilation duct."

In the dark and old ventilation duct, smelling the pungent smell from time to time, he couldn't help but complain.

Peenemünde Base, as a military base that has existed since World War II.

The vast majority of buildings inside the base are old, including ventilation ducts.

Flying over a dead rat with a strange death in the duct, Scott resisted the urge to vomit and kept reminding himself in his heart.

"You only have this set of combat uniforms, Scott, don't vomit in it."

Try to suppress the disgusting thoughts, he controlled his ant army and quietly came to an area that was not marked on Tony's map.

Small Book Pavilion

Coming to the gap in the vent, Scott took a few deep breaths of fresh air, while communicating with Colin and others at the base through the communication device built into the helmet.

"Okay, I've reached one of the areas..."

"..."

Pressing the communication device on the helmet, Scott was about to tell the rebels about his situation.

However, what fell into the helmet was a rustling noise.

"Hey, guys, can you hear my voice?"

After trying to call a few more times, Scott realized belatedly: "Damn, I forgot there is a signal blocking device here!"

Knowing that he could no longer contact the members of the rebels outside at this moment, Scott had to rely on his own strength to continue the next action.

"You can do it, Scott, isn't it just stealing things?"

"Don't forget how you got into San Quentin, you are an officially 'certified' professional."

...

I heard it.

Outside the Hydra base, Scott's communication and self-talk were heard in his ears.

Colin silently replied in his heart.

Although the signal blocking device blocked the communication between the other party and Howard and others, it obviously could not block Colin's [super hearing].

This made him the only person who could know what was happening in the base at the moment.

"It seems that Scott has entered the signal blocking area."

On the side, Nick Fury frowned and said, looking at the blank screen in front of him.

...

Hydra base, in a laboratory.

"What's going on?"

Ophelia, or Mrs. Hydra, swept the members in the base with dark green eyes, and asked in a hoarse and somewhat magnetic voice.

She was more than 1.75 meters tall, with long black hair scattered casually but not messy, and her narrow eyes gave people a cold and deadly feeling.

The dark green tights wrapped around her body perfectly outlined Mrs. Hydra's hot figure, but the long whip around her waist proved that she was not simple.

Theoretically, facing a person like Madam Hydra who has outstanding looks and sexy body, the people around her will more or less show great concern.

However, no one in the entire Hydra base dared to cast such a look at her.

This is not only because Ophelia is their leader, but also because Madam Hydra herself is a very deadly existence.

This deadly does not only refer to the other party's dressing style, but also to the ability she uses.

Due to her own resistance to toxicity, Ophelia knows the toxicity of most toxins and poisons, and can easily make various deadly toxins to kill opponents. The existence of fighting with Madam Hydra often gets infected and poisoned unknowingly, and eventually dies in pain.

"In the Hive laboratory, a sleeping experimental subject suddenly awakened, and another sensor was triggered."

Faced with Madam Hydra's inquiry, the reporting member lowered his head, carefully avoided looking at her, and reported what he found.

"But we didn't find any abnormal conditions, including the experimental subjects."

"Therefore, the maintenance personnel suspected that the sensor was accidentally touched, stimulating the dormant experimental subjects, and are currently carrying out maintenance on this..."

"Sensor accidentally touched?"

Hearing the report from her subordinates, Mrs. Hydra retracted her gaze on them and muttered to herself with interest.

"Notify the laboratory staff to block the area where the accidental touch occurred."

However, the next second, Mrs. Hydra's smile quickly withdrew, and she ordered the subordinates in front of her.

She didn't think that the experimental subjects would suddenly come out of dormancy.

This happened because there was obviously a 'guest' who sneaked into the base without Hydra noticing.

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