Shadow of the Beautiful World

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At night, the Atlantic Ocean, the island prison.

Hidden under the sea, this mysterious prison is composed of millions of metal parts and a specially made main body.

There is a complete ecological circulation system inside, which can ensure that it can be hidden under the sea for more than a few months if necessary.

Of course, it will float once every half a month to accept inspections from the headquarters.

The detainees here are very dangerous super criminals, and those who can be detained here are basically unlikely to have the opportunity to regain freedom in this life.

There was no letting go, no visits, no Christmas meals.

There is nothing here except a group of ghosts waiting to die and the jailers guarding them.

"Wow, wow"

The icy water was rolling, making a monotonous sound.

Under the deep sea, a hidden small submarine slowly "swim" out of the shadows, it is not too close to the island prison hidden in the sea ahead.

The gadget cast a huge shadow in the sea, like a cylindrical mountain.

And the submarine was hidden in the shadow of the prison, almost perfectly stopped at the blind spot closest to the radar detection area of ​​the island prison.

"Disruptors are in place."

A message was sent from the small submarine, and then all the noise disappeared again.

Everything in this sea area is back in silence.

A few hours later, at dawn, a SHIELD helicopter broke through the clouds and hovered over the island prison. After confirming several instructions, the island prison hidden in the sea slowly rose.

It was like a mechanical monster sleeping in the sea was awakened.

Thousands of tons of seawater were squeezed apart in the crackling sound, like the deep sound of a storm and thunder, and the black, huge prison area rose like a rising mountain in the sea.

Several heavy shells on top of it open outwards, exposing the internal apron.

Under the watch of several agents, the helicopter landed on the tarmac, the cabin opened, and a team of heavily armed agents with black helmets walked down from the helicopter.

"Commander of SHIELD's Special Response Force, Level 7 Agent Rumlow."

The leader of the agent who led the team pointed to the guy with the gray cloth bag behind his head in a formal tone, and said to the guard agent in the isolated prison:

"Hand over dangerous prisoners."

"Well, we received the notice in advance."

The guard agent who came to nod to Agent Rumlot nodded. He said:

"It is said that this crazy guy fitted himself with steel claws and killed a dozen people cruelly?"

"Not a dozen, brother James."

Rumlow showed a disgusted expression, he said:

"32 people... this guy is a real lunatic, very dangerous, he can kill people with a spoon, so we must **** him to the cell in person."

"Ok."

Guarding Agent James did not doubt this request.

For dangerous criminals, Gudao Prison has a complete transfer process, which does not violate the rules of SHIELD.

Soon, under the **** of a heavily armed agent, the steel-claw murderer was quickly sent to the 4th basement floor and was put in his cage.

"The mission is over."

Agent Rumlot watched the bastard, who had been injected with lethargy, being thrown into the cage. He turned around and reached out to James behind him.

They are very familiar and used to be friends who participated in the training of SHIELD Academy in the same period.

Rumlow said:

"You have worked hard, James, it must be hard to stay here, right?"

"It's all work, we are just defensive here, it's you who really work hard, uh..."

The guard agent smiled and stretched out his hand to hold with Rumlow, but just as his hands touched, a beating arc erupted from Rumlow's hand and hit the hand of guard agent James.

Stimulated by a strong current, James, who already had heart disease, rolled his eyes and fell to the ground because the heart stopped beating.

At the same time, small submarines outside the radar area of ​​the isolated island prison also began operation.

The special data signal is like an invisible hand, silently covering all the electronic devices in the isolated island prison.

It seems to have its own consciousness, without alarming any alarm device. In the complex data signal, it accurately locks several data information streams, and then completes the data replacement in an instant.

In the monitoring room of Gudao Prison, the screen of the monitor monitoring the lower-level prisoner's prison jumped, but it quickly returned to normal.

"It is 5 minutes before the next internal data stream self-test."

The hazy and low sound, with a strong metallic sound, sounded in the ear of Rumlot:

"let us go!"

"Uh"

Agent Rumlot made a tactical gesture. Several heavily armed, armed agents with black helmets immediately followed him to the elevator.

The elevator, which only insiders have the authority to operate, bounced off automatically when they arrived. On the elevator button, between the arc jumps, the button leading to the lowest cage lit up strangely.

At the next moment, the elevator closed and fell into the lower part of the prison at a super fast speed.

"Authority passed! Welcome back, Your Honor!"

In the sound of the sound of the lowest prison passage, the special cages stored deep in the seabed floated to the eyes of everyone in the sound of a clashed metal collision.

The cages that could only be opened by the number-detection system were automatically opened one by one in front of Worker Rumlot.

After the last metal plate, which was completely closed like the experiment cabin, was opened, the agent finally saw the guy held in the cell.

Uh ...

It was a guy with a scary scar on his face, wearing a bondage, sitting on the bed and giggling.

"?"

When Rumlow saw this guy, he surprisedly asked the communicator:

"Are you sure you didn't get the wrong target? This guy in front of me doesn't look like a dangerous man..."

"This is the information Pierce gave me."

The voice with a metallic sound impatiently said:

"No mistake! You still have 3 minutes...hurry up!"

"Ok."

Rumlow took a deep breath and stretched out the cage in front of him.

He made a gesture, and an agent with some stiffness followed him into the cage.

He reached out and took out a metal box from his pocket, opening his hands and feet briskly.

Then take a transparent, mask-like thing out of it, and paste it on the face of the clown who was held in detention, washed away from all memories, and maintained a mentally retarded state.

Beside him, the stiff agent was undressed.

After the internal metal exoskeleton system was unlocked, the dumb-faced guy was pulled to the bed and forced to put on the clown's prison uniform and restraint.

After 1 minute, Agent Rumlot removed the transparent "mask" on the clown's face and put it on the other guy's face.

The weird "mask" covered the cheek of the replacement who stole the beam and replaced it. As Rumlow smoothed the mask a little bit, the guy's face changed quickly and soon became exactly the same as the clown.

His figure and height are very similar to the clown.

Obviously, this is not a random guy.

"One minute and 27 seconds left!"

The voice reminded again that Rumlow had put a clown, who only giggled, into the agent combat suit with an exoskeleton system inside, and also buckled him with a black helmet.

"go!"

Rumlow finally glanced at the "clown" who was sitting on the bed, smirking, and stepped out of the cage.

Behind him, several defenses were reactivated, and metal plates like biological cabins were closed.

At the next moment, the cage, like the torpedo that was launched, quickly re-sinked to the bottom of the sea along the track in the sound of metal collision.

After 1 minute, the consciousness that interfered with the data easily erased all traces, and then disappeared silently in the ocean as it came.

In the next second after it disappeared, the internal data self-check program of the isolated island prison started.

The artificial intelligence directly connected to the large database of S.H.I.E.L.D. scanned all the data modules of Gudao Prison, but no abnormalities were found.

Agent James who was previously stunned also woke up slowly.

In front of him, Agent Rumlot was looking at him with a friend-like expression on his face, beside him, and the medical staff of the isolated island prison that had just arrived was busy.

"James, your heart disease is getting worse..."

Rumlow reached out and patted Guard Agent James' face. He said:

"You might have to apply for a new job, hell, when you suffered a heart attack just now, it really shocked me."

"We have taken over here, Chief Rumlow."

The medical staff of the isolated island prison who arrived urgently said to Rumlow:

"You can leave."

"Ok."

Rumlow nodded and said to James:

"Recuperate well, brother, don't be too tired. When you return to New York, I invite you to drink."

After talking, he took the armed agents behind him and left here according to the normal process. In the buzzing of the helicopter when he was flying, Rumlow watched the isolated island prison re-close, and then slowly sank into the sea.

He said to the communicator:

"The task is completed, thank you for your help."

"Thanks? No, no thanks."

The one who has been helping them, with a metallic sound quality, does not hide his disgust, it says:

"I just pray that you won't bother me again..."

"Tell Pierce that my relationship with him has been paid off, and there is nothing more between us."

Rumlow looked back at the clown who was still giggling in the cabin. He shrugged and said:

"Okay, I will tell you."

As the helicopter drove away from the sea, the small submarine hidden in the sea disappeared like a ghost.

After tens of kilometers out quickly, it quickly deformed on the seabed.

Rushing out of the sea as a blue sports car, a desolate beach was washed up in the splash of water, and then in a dazzling deformation, it turned into a robot with a very small but greasy appearance.

This is a Cybertron, or an intelligence officer sonic who is best at collecting intelligence and sneaking into operations.

This is the last time it has cooperated with Hydra.

But Sonic could feel that the entanglement between it and the restless humans must not have ended so easily.

"Maybe it was a mistake to ask him for help."

Sonic's depressed foot kicked the stone at the foot.

But think about it, in fact, this cooperation has not suffered.

"Ark...and the legendary leadership module..."

The sound wave made an unidentified buzz. He raised his head and looked at the sky. It said:

"Finally found, the shock wave should be coming soon."

"Master Megatron's recovery is right in front of you. Let's make trouble, the more fierce you are, the better the chaos, the better. This world anyway... is destined to belong to Decepticons!"

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Raccoon City, Umbrella Company underground beehive base.

Mrs. Hydra sat in a wheelchair, holding a black magic wand, and she looked at the guy tied to the chair in front of her eyes.

The guy was thin and covered with scars, like a skinny freak.

His face was full of smirk, and he couldn't even say a word. This was obviously the situation after his memory was completely cleared.

Mrs. Larson is very familiar with this situation. After all, she is also a master of black magic.

But no matter how you look at it, this guy with a scar on his face is not like a dangerous person.

"I'll confirm it one last time. Your agents did not bring the wrong person, right?"

Mrs. Hydra told Pierce on the other side of the magic projection ceremony:

"Removing the oblivion spell is a very complicated process that requires a lot of energy, not to mention Merlin's personal release... His attainment of the oblivion spell is probably the strongest in the world."

"If you bring the wrong people, then the time and energy we have wasted are exaggerated."

A moment later, Pierce’s voice sounded from the magic projection beside Mrs. Hydra:

"Yes, it's him."

Pierce used the projection to observe the person tied to the chair. He said:

"A guy who called himself a clown... was brought back from Gotham by Merlin and was put in the lowest cell of the isolated island prison."

"We should believe Merlin's vigilance in this regard. If he thinks this guy who seems to be unrestrained is dangerous enough to be comparable to Magneto, then he really has super destructive power."

Pierce's projection leaned on his cane, and he relieved:

"He is the chosen spokesperson of the devil..."

"Go ahead, ma'am, let him recover as quickly as possible."

"Pierce, although you signed a contract with the devil to make me think you might be crazy, but I still want to ask..."

Madam Hydra waved her wand and said softly:

"In a future order, should a guy like a clown exist?"

"Do not."

Pierce looked at the clown with a smirk on his face, and said softly:

"He is just a tool, used to hold Merlin's tools. After completing the mission of the tools, he will be destroyed in the first time."

"There is no doubt that in our order, we should say that in all orders..."

"No one has his place!"

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