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Chapter 88 The Bizarre Adventure of Brock Rumlow

S.H.I.E.L.D. Tri-Wing Building

Sitting in the office, I carefully looked at the report document in my hand that had just been uploaded and printed. It even smelled of ink.

Obviously I know every word, but when they are connected together, it makes people confused, as if they are reading the Arabian Nights storybook.

Alexander Pierce's eyes were full of doubts, his brows were furrowed, and his two eyebrows were almost tangled together.

"What the fu*k is this? (What the fuck is this)"

Sitwell, the right-hand man on the side and also Pierce's confidant, could only stand aside at this moment, bowing his head and bending over, not daring to make a sound, while beads of sweat continued to spread on his forehead.

This report document was submitted by "Crossbones" Brock Rumlow and the remaining eleven Hydra agents after he disappeared for three days.

As for the experiences they described, there is almost nothing that makes people believe them. It will only make people think that they are talking nonsense, or that they were treated with some kind of powerful hallucinogenic drugs and brainwashing techniques.

But as "pioneers" in mastering brainwashing technology, the technicians in Hydra confidently said: Impossible!

It is impossible for brainwashing technology to "annihilate" twelve Hydra agents who have received rigorous training in such a short period of time.

Later, Pierce took out a data CD attached to the report file. There was only a video on the CD:

In the secret interrogation room, Brock Rumlow, who looked haggard and had chapped lips, sat on the interrogation chair.

"Rumlow, what have you experienced in the past three days?"

Facing the inquiries from his former colleagues, he reluctantly raised his lips and began to recall that demonic memory, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.

"Three days? What three days?"

"Isn't it three months?"

Under the suspicious gaze of his colleagues, Brock Rumlow continued to narrate his memories,

"I don't know exactly why we appeared 'there',"

"The moment I opened the door, I felt like I was in another world."

"Tall trees tens of meters high, flat and open grassland,"

"And when we looked back at the doorframe, we only saw that doorframe standing, but it could no longer return to its original place."

"Since we didn't know where we were at the moment, we started following the traces on the grass to look for populated areas,"

"After a period of long journey, our physical strength gradually began to weaken. Fortunately, we saw obvious man-made structures in the distance."

"But when we approached happily, we discovered a disturbing sight. It was a thick wall that was 50 meters high."

"What kind of enemy do we need to build such a tall wall to defend against?"

"At first, we didn't know, but soon we got the answer. The ground started to shake, and the heavy rumblings became louder and louder in our ears, making us realize that something huge was accelerating towards this place."

"We turned around and looked, but we only saw an ugly and huge face. We could vaguely tell it was a human face, but the eyes were filled with bloodlust. I could even see a trace of appetite..."

"He clapped his palms heavily, like a dark cloud pressing over the top, large shadows falling, accompanied by the agitation of the air,"

"And the guns and weapons in our hands are like toys and have no effect on these giant monsters that are constantly approaching. Compared with the speed of these real giants that can span tens of meters, it is useless no matter how we escape, we will only be chased instantly. It's as easy as crushing an ant."

"Just when we were about to give up resistance and wait quietly for death to come, there was a sound of high-speed piercing the air behind us,"

"Several sharp metal anchors flashing with cold light were embedded in the surrounding tall trees, followed by the roar of the hook lock device rapidly contracting."

"A group of figures wearing robes and holding sharp metal knives appeared quietly. They were equipped with huge metal mechanical devices,"

"Immediately afterwards, we saw the most shocking scene in our lives,"

"These humans are obviously no different from us, or even shorter. They are holding long metal knives that are as slender as nail clippers compared to giants, and they rush towards the tall giants without hesitation."

"However, to our surprise, this battle, which we thought would last for a long time, ended in just a few minutes,"

"Relying on the device on their waists, which they later told us was called a [three-dimensional mobile device], they shuttled through the dense jungle at high speed and cut off the back of the giant's neck."

"The giant's huge body collapsed and fell towards the front, but we happened to be right in front, so we could only run further in a panic,"

"You can't even imagine that these monsters can awaken the most fearful people in human hearts. Their ugly and huge heads smashed down less than five meters away from us, creating a huge mud pit, with splashes of blood and soil falling like a downpour. ”

"We were covered in blood and dirt was falling on our heads."

"Until this time, we finally confirmed that we had left the earth and came to another world."

"And these humans, who seem to be just like us in appearance, are not normal people either,"

"The terrifying inertia and traction brought by the three-dimensional mobile device, I only tried it once, and my lumbar vertebrae and spinal cord were almost pulled out of the body,"

"They claim to be the Survey Corps from within Wall Maria, and are led by a tall man with a strange hairstyle, named "Jonathan Joestar."

"We made up some experiences and asked them if they knew the origin of that door and was there a chance we could return to Earth?"

"But Jonathan Joestar was not surprised that we came from Earth. He smiled and said:"

"There have been no natives in other worlds for a long time, but most of them are from China and Neon. Those from America are still relatively rare."

"He welcomed us warmly and told us about the world,"

"Those tall monsters are called giants, and the door was taken out of the pocket by a blue-skinned and white-faced earless cat. It has been kept there and cannot be destroyed, so no one cares about it. "

"It is said that by chanting a spell, it is possible to reopen it."

"I won't go into details about the subsequent experiences. I wrote them all in the 50,000-word report document,"

"Everything was like a dream. In order to find the way home, we experienced vampires wearing masks along the way,"

"An unknown creature with a cute appearance wants to sign a contract with us to gain powerful power..."

The interrogator then produced a rough sketch drawn by Brock Rumlow.

／人人＼

"Is it this one?"

"Yes."

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