Marvel Book of Magical Events

The closer to the military base, the more solemn the atmosphere on the Eraser fighter jet became.

While the aircraft's armor and firepower allow them to continue fighting after being hit by anti-aircraft missiles and effectively wipe out the military base, the real difference between the success and failure of the mission is whether they can land on the tarmac. The forward-swept wing shape and ablative armor of the Eraser fighter jet give this aircraft a completely different appearance from American aircraft. The Hydra armed forces are all combat elites, and it is impossible for them to put down an aircraft with obvious abnormalities. alert.

It wasn't until Amon passed the code to the base's command center in a manner provided by Stephanie Malik that the base's anti-aircraft firepower unlocked the Eraser fighters. Seemingly finding that Amon was a little curious about the disappearance of the locking alarm in the cabin, Stephanie Malik patiently explained, "This is the role of power. Hydra is a product of power, and it follows the supremacy of power from top to bottom." logic. The code I provided has the highest authority within Hydra, and even General Hale’s men must obey my instructions. Maybe he didn’t tell you that in this country, the world in people’s eyes is not based on ideology. The division is between democratic countries and totalitarian countries. The former is righteous and the latter is evil. You can imagine how naive the people in this country are. Without the environment of a democratic regime, Hydra cannot parasitize and develop."

Amon shrugged noncommittally.

He put on a cloak in the small cabin to cover up the golden battle armor and the helmet hanging around his waist, and then stood at the exit of the cabin with Stephanie Malik. The pilot from the Malik family skillfully landed the Eraser fighter on the apron. The hydraulic ramp slowly lowered. Stephanie Malik strode out without worrying about the possibility of an ambush. It was as if she was actually attending a business negotiation or a congressional vote in a business suit, taking it seriously but not that seriously.

Amon remained vigilant. He moved his fingers holding the garrison spear one by one and stared at the several rapidly approaching lights in front of him. Those are the front lights of Hummers. Judging from the sound of the engines, these Hummers are equipped with a large amount of bulletproof armor. Even in a backlit environment, the modified eyes can clearly see that these Hummers have M2 heavy machine guns installed on the roof. These fire support vehicles surrounded the tarmac from a distance. Stephanie Malik raised her hands to block the bright light that shone directly into her eyes. She raised her voice dissatisfiedly, "Who is the person in charge here? I want to talk to him!" "

"It's me, ma'am, Major Arkhan."

A man wearing a U.S. Air Force uniform walked to the front of the Humvee, deliberately keeping a distance from the Guardsmen who were unusually tall. The officer waved his hand and asked the Humvee behind him to turn off most of its high-beam headlights. If you do something like bullying an unknown but certainly high-ranking guest once, you can use your military temper as an excuse. If you continue, you are deliberately causing trouble for others. Regardless of the military level of a person sitting in his position, he must have a certain degree of political acumen in the Pentagon where power is complex. "Excuse me, this is a military base. Although we have received permission to land from the Pentagon, we still need your identification information."

The major was still very vigilant when he said this. He didn't know who the person who came here was. He didn't know if the person who came here knew the truth about this small military base. He didn't know if it was just a routine matter or which general's child it was. The gilded journey. "Please also show your identification and order, otherwise I will have to forcibly evict you."

When he said this, the major was always ready to draw the pistol from his waist.

If the true situation here is known to outsiders, then they must immediately kill people and contact General Hale, and use the power of the organization to erase all flight records of this weird plane. He knew that the organization had the ability to do it, but he didn't understand where the information was leaked from and how many people had traced it here. Moreover, there was an invasion here more than a year ago, and the only student in the base did not know how. Although the cadets were later found, General Hale was furious about the disappearance, and all soldiers in the base received dual punishment from the Pentagon and the organization.

"You don't have permission to know my name yet, Major Arkhan. That set of codes can prove that I have permission to enter the high-security facility." Stephanie blinked hard to relieve the discomfort caused by the bright light. She stretched out her hand to shake the increasingly nervous officer, and then in a voice that no one else could hear amidst the diminishing sound of the Eraser fighter's engines, she said to the officer at extremely close range, "Hail, Hydra! See you next time." When General Hale comes, I will tell her of your devotion to duty, Major Arkhan."

Colonel Arkhan felt that his throat was being strangled tightly by invisible hands. It took him several seconds to react. At that moment, he felt that his heart had skipped several beats. "Hail, Hydra!" He stood up straight and gave Stephanie Malik a Nazi etiquette commonly used by the radical Hydra. The other soldiers who heard the major's voice did the same, but they didn't take it as seriously as the major said, "Hail, Hydra!"

"But, sir." Major Arkhan had completely relaxed, but he still had some unresolved questions. He pointed at the cloaked Guards. The three-meter-tall giant brought a very unnatural sense of oppression to the soldiers here. Many soldiers unconsciously pointed their guns at the big guy, even those from their superiors The pressure cannot overshadow their sense of urgency when their lives are threatened. "that person……"

"That's our product, top secret." Stephanie Malik found an excuse seasonedly, "We are here to talk to the only student here, and Hydra has a task for her. This is No one can refuse a mission from the top... There is no but, Major. Loyalty is not absolute, it is absolutely disloyal. Only obedience will be rewarded."

"I understand, let me take you to the training center." Major Arkhan nodded, no more doubts in his mind. He knew that the woman in front of him must be from the top of Hydra, and his current status was unable to access that confidential information for the time being. "That product can sit on the truck body and our soldiers can walk back."

"Very well, time waits for no one."

The girl closed her eyes tightly and wrapped herself tightly in a blanket. Her breathing became heavier. In this room that was completely enveloped in darkness, she could only hear her own heartbeat pounding against her eardrums. Although the air conditioning temperature in the room was extremely low, she still felt extremely hot all over. Dense beads of sweat seeped out from her forehead, nose, back, armpits, neck and thighs. The air exhaled from her mouth seemed to be heated by body temperature. Boiling steam.

It wasn't until her body reminded her that she let out a long breath of hot breath, then inhaled slowly, letting her tired body slump on the bed. Her golden hair, which was almost white with sweat and stuck to her skin, made her neck feel itchy, but she had no intention of brushing it away. Instead, she curled her lips and reminisced about the sweet moment just now. It wasn't until the warmth on the sheets and wet fingers turned cold, and the warm glare in her eyes faded, that she realized that it was all just a fantasy in her dream. She was still imprisoned in this seemingly comfortable prison, deeply trapped. The trap built by the soft mattress, the reality composed of the huge sense of loss and the cold air embraced her again.

It wasn't until the doorbell installed next to the heavy blast door rang that Ruby opened her eyes tiredly.

"You shouldn't have come at this time." She couldn't see clearly who was standing in the sudden light, but not many people could enter the room, and even the soldiers guarding her outside had no right to enter. training facilities. Except her mother. "Are you here to check my grades, Mom?"

Stephanie stretched out her nose to sniff the smell of hormones in the air, and raised the corners of her mouth with interest. "No." The stranger's voice evoked Ruby's strongest reaction. Stephanie Malik looked at the girl who suddenly jumped up from the bed, and pointed at the guards beside her who made the room look crowded, "Your master has something to say to you."

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