The Death Knell

Taking Howard back to the Caspian Camp headquarters, although I knew there were still many Hydra agents here, Faust's men should have all evacuated, and most of the people left behind were Zora or other leaders. , but there is currently no threat.

As long as their identities are not exposed, these people are currently loyal SSRs.

All agents have single-line contact with their uplines, which means they don't know each other at all.

Even if the person whose identity is exposed shouts "cut off one head and grow two heads" before death, it will not help. Killing the exposed companion is to better lurk.

This was what Su Ming and Howard saw when they walked into the headquarters. The spacious underground hall was a bit messy, with scenes of firefights everywhere. As for the dead bodies on the ground, they didn't have time to restrain themselves. Who knows where they were? People on the side.

Howard sighed and walked toward the laboratory with the purple cloth wrapped things on his back: "Look, I knew this would happen. If I weren't in Hollywood, I might be the only one on the ground today."

"You can usually wear a bulletproof vest to go to work." Su Ming didn't even look at the body, as comfortable as returning to his own home.

"I have indeed conceived a new type of body armor. Do you know that various countries are now secretly researching something called reactive armor? The principle of installing it on a tank is that when it is hit by an enemy shell, the reactive armor explodes first. The impact of the explosion is used to offset the destructive power of the shell, thereby achieving a bulletproof effect.”

When Howard talked about inventions, he became excited. He happily told Su Ming about his idea.

Su Ming nodded with a strange expression and said nothing. Isn't this the 'self-explosion vest' that Howard will invent in the future? No matter, he wouldn't experiment on himself anyway.

Amidst Frankenstein's chattering description, the two came to the laboratory. It looked empty, but Su Ming saw at a glance that there was someone hiding like an ostrich under the desk, with his head hidden in the city of arms, and his big buttocks. It's exposed and raised very high.

"Dr. Zola?" Howard shouted with a strange expression on his face. Is this kind of hiding useful?

"Ah! Don't kill me!" Zola trembled and wavered.

"It's me, Howard, come out, it's safe here." Howard put the heavy mechanical body on the workbench aside and wiped the sweat on his head. In winter, the sweat was cold.

Zola, who was under the table hole, adjusted her posture slightly, turned her head secretly to look through the gap, and even shivered when she saw the death knell.

"I'm coming out, don't kill me, I'm very useful."

Howard dragged an ion cutter from a short distance away, preparing to dismantle the remains of the Root of Hatred: "Hell, no one is here to kill you, come here and help, and see what the hell your former head of state did."

Zola moved over tremblingly, and as she walked, she peeked at Deathstroke's movements with her small eyes from time to time. Seeing that the other party didn't make any movement, and just watched with his arms folded, he seemed to relax a little, and hid next to Howard as if he was fleeing. Hug one of his arms.

"Is this... a product of the Life Mirror Project?"

Zola is indeed a master of technology in Germany. He just looked down at the pile of junk and immediately understood what it was.

"I don't care what the names of your old plans were, and it doesn't matter whether they were part of the doomsday weapon plan. I just want to know what energy is used to drive this thing? How does it work? How can I find the memory backup?"

Howard slapped away Zola's hand holding him with a look of disgust and pulled him closer to the workbench.

"I... don't know." Zola looked aggrieved, looking at Howard timidly as if she was afraid of being beaten, and explained with some stuttering: "When I was 'invited' to the United States, this plan It’s just on paper. It was originally a stand-in robot for senior officials as insurance, but now it has become this kind of thing?”

Watching Howard take out the jar containing the lungs and heart and put it aside with his hands full of black water, Zola also noticed the difference.

"You guys do your research, I'm leaving first." Seeing that Zola couldn't come up with any useful insights right away, Su Ming turned around and left.

Zola's acting skills are so good that sometimes I don't know whether he is really timid or just pretending, but just like other spies, Zola and Mustache are not on the same front. Now he will definitely do it for his own lurking. Don't hesitate to betray the Führer, and don't worry about him not showing his strength.

"I'll let you know if I find anything, so take some time to avoid ruining the country." Howard said without looking back, and then began to cut the metal body with a cutter. Noise and sparks filled the entire laboratory.

Su Ming didn't respond at all and left directly.

How could it collapse? The other Hydra leaders wouldn't let this happen.

In the past, they chose Germany as their parasitic host, but today it is the United States. This big tree has obscured their figures, allowing these ghosts to survive safely and comfortably under the scorching sun. How could they let the United States fall?

The purpose of Faust's action must be to rule, not to destroy. He eliminated the influence of Captain America and the current president to pave the way for his own future.

As long as he changes his face or supports a puppet, he can directly take over the country in the next election.

With these spores, he can form his own cabinet, arrange chess pieces in Congress and the House of Lords and Lower Houses, win over capitalists with benefits, use the army to suppress rebels, and create a disguised dictatorship system like an iron barrel.

After listening to the speech of the giant propaganda machine, Su Ming understood their plan.

The Führer needs Faust's scientific team and mushroom spores to spread hatred and distrust.

What he needs is the demonic name of the head of state to attack the reputation of the current Millennium government and the spirit of the winner, so that he can reshape it according to his own will in the future.

Strictly speaking, this is a plan to change the United States from the inside down, just like the action of the head of state to abolish parliament.

Su Ming didn't believe a word of what the head of state said before. It seemed that he was constantly emphasizing that he and Hydra had different goals.

But if he really didn't like Hydra, why did he work together for so many years? By talking only about himself and not about Faust, is he trying to attract someone's attention?

If we wanted to break up, we would have broken up a long time ago. We couldn't wait until today, but to be able to cooperate, we must have some common interests.

A leader-level figure cannot only have that kind of courage, and he will not do things based on his own preferences.

Mustaches are the best at deceiving people.

But it doesn't matter, Su Ming has already guessed their plan from various possibilities. Although he can't afford the time gem to explore the timeline, he still has a brain.

Hatred, all the actions of the head of state revolve around hatred. As long as you think about why the head of state, who has tolerated it for so many years, launched an offensive now, you can guess their next plan.

What is the most serious hatred within the United States today? That's racial hatred.

Lincoln abolished slavery legally and gave black people equal status, but he could not delete slavery from people's hearts.

In what ways is it reflected? Don't talk about anything else, just take the common buses on the road. The front half of the bus is a seat where only white people can sit. If there is a white person on the bus who has no seat, then all black people are not allowed to sit.

That's the rule.

On December 1, 1955, a black woman was sitting on a bus in Montgomery. It was very cold this winter and she was very tired after a day's work.

At a certain stop, a few white people got on the bus, but there were no seats left. The driver asked her to give up her seat, but she refused to stand up and said firmly: "I'm tired of giving up my seat!"

Then the bus drove directly to the police station, where she was arrested by the police for violating the "Bus Segregation Ordinance." This black woman was named Rosa Parks. She faced several years of detention.

However, Parks’ vicar happened to be black and not a coward at all. His name was Martin Luther King.

The Martins and several black activists took this as an opportunity to launch a large-scale resistance movement. It is now mid-December, and the black movements everywhere have become more and more powerful.

Dr. King's starting point and purpose were good, fighting for equality, and there is nothing to criticize.

It's just that after he lit the torch, he couldn't control all the people behind him who raised the torch in the darkness. Those who took the opportunity to cause trouble were not only the good people who usually suffered, but also the black scum who usually idle around and are lazy.

Because of education and living environment issues, there are even more black people like this.

Before King Jin standardized the behavior of demonstrations to express his power, the situation was very chaotic, and the use of force was not surprising at all. Those people just wanted to take advantage of the chaos to gain benefits, and did not care about any rights or obligations. Moreover, they were very extreme, as if full of hatred of mob.

They hate white people, they hate yellow people, they hate everyone but themselves. Hate others for having wealth, hate others for having happiness.

These people should be the targets of the Führer.

Mustache looks down on black people. He thinks these people are inferior creatures, but he can imprison Jews in concentration camps to work and support the front line, so it is logical to use black sheep in the sheepfold at this time.

In the original history of the earth, if Dr. King was busy this year, he would rectify the organizational structure of various places, eliminate those thugs under the banner of "equal rights", and carry out a non-violent resistance movement that lasted for more than ten years.

But this is the 40K universe, and Su Ming knows that Faust still has mushrooms that can control people. If Dr. King takes a sip, even the strongest castle will be broken from the inside...

Time to call the tool man.

"Heimdall!"

The Rainbow Bridge slowly enveloped Su Ming. For some reason, the teleportation beam always felt a little weak.