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Alexander turned his back to Zhang Ming and looked down at the earth quietly.

"You guys are a bit slow here."

Alexander did not turn around, but still turned his back to them. He pointed to the three glasses of whiskey on the coffee table with his thumb and said, "The ice has melted a little. I hope you don't mind."

Zhang Ming picked up the wine glass and walked to Alexander's desk. The cold wine glass was placed on the table, and droplets of condensed water slid down and rolled slowly on the leather tabletop.

Zhang Ming said to Alexander's back: "Sorry, I don't have the habit of drinking at work."

"This is a good habit. When I was young, I was just like you, calm and passionate, with my own principles." Alexander raised his hands, holding a cigar between his fingers, with a trace of smoke coming out.

"Fur——"

He took a deep breath, enjoying the mellow aroma of the cigar rolling through his lungs, and then exhaled for a long time, letting out a contented sigh, not caring at all about Zhang Ming standing behind him.

"Confirm again for the last time." Alexander put down his cigar, "Are you really unwilling to cooperate with me?"

Zhang Ming frowned slightly, Alexander's voice was a bit too hoarse.

"Don't you think it's a bit rude for someone to say the same thing twice? Mr. Pierce." Zhang Ming stretched out his hand, held the chair, and forcibly turned Alexander around.

"Then there's no way."

Alexander's voice almost completely changed its tone. When Zhang Ming turned him around, he saw an extremely horrifying scene:

Thick blood flowed from Alexander's eyes, ears, mouth and nose. What was even more terrifying was that his mouth was ulcerated. As he turned around, a smell of blood mixed with a foul stench floated over, like a long-dead corpse.

His tongue, teeth and throat turned black, and his mouth was filled with a mixture of blood, saliva and some kind of black mucus.

When he opened his mouth, the mixture flowed down and sprinkled on his clothes, making an unpleasant "sizzling" sound.

The expensive suit was corroded in an instant, followed by the skin underneath the suit.

Alexander's red eyes widened, he stretched his neck forward, leaned over and said with his last strength: "...Then let's die together!"

After saying that, his head fell off with a bang and hit the table. After rolling twice, it happened to stop in front of the wine glass that Zhang Ming had put down.

With a pop, an eyeball fell off and fell into the wine glass.

"Be careful, that cigar may be poisonous," Steve warned.

Zhang Ming stamped out his cigar and exited the office. Outside, they looked at Alexander's body and fell into deep thought.

died?

It's that simple?

In Zhang Ming's view, Alexander was a conspirator with no bottom line. Even if he was forced into a desperate situation, he would not choose death so easily. He should use various conspiracies to try to turn the tables.

"Could it be a stand-in that looks very similar?" Steve questioned.

Zhang Ming supports his idea.

With Alexander's power and status, he can definitely find people who look similar to himself around the world, and use threats, inducements, brainwashing and other methods to let the substitutes die on his behalf.

"Maybe... we can do a test." Ward said: "We can take this eyeball to the main control center downstairs. Some of the permissions require iris recognition. We can try whether the device can recognize this eyeball."

This is a good idea. Zhang Ming nodded, feeling that Guide Ward was getting better and better.

Holding his nose and walking into the office, Zhang Ming picked up his wine glass and prepared to go downstairs to try. As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw a group of agents holding guns, looking like they wanted to come up but didn't dare.

Zhang Ming gave them a fierce expression, and the next second, all the agents turned around and ran away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The nature of agents is to be calm, and they know very well that this group of people combined is no match for Zhang Ming.

It seems that Alexander Pierce has been killed. What are they going to do? They might as well find a way to escape or simply surrender and admit defeat, at least they can save their lives.

Many of them recognized Ward, and looked at them with either anger or envy. Various emotions enveloped Agent Ward, but he seemed not to feel it. He lowered his head and walked away without saying a word.

behind.

Arriving at the main control center downstairs, almost all the agents were gone, but to Zhang Ming's surprise, there were still two agents at work. One of them directly switched the computer to the Spider Solitaire interface and started playing the game.

"Why don't you leave?" Zhang Ming asked.

"Go? Where?" The agent playing cards took a sip of coffee and said in a lazy tone without looking back: "We are in the universe, is there any point in running?"

This was the first time Zhang Ming saw such an upright Hydra agent, and asked curiously: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

"Why are you afraid?" Another female agent sitting at the edge, wearing thick black-rimmed glasses, said: "If this battleship wants to continue to operate, someone must stay at the post, otherwise in less than ten minutes, the battleship will

Everyone will die.

And if you plan to directly destroy the battleship and kill all of us, then there is no point in worrying about it. In fact, I like how it is now. Without so many outsiders interfering, I can control the battleship better."

Tour guide Ward explained in a low voice: "They are the...'weirdos' from the logistics team. They don't care at all about whether they are affiliated with Hydra or SHIELD. They sit in front of the computer all the time and are usually not influenced by their superiors."

Attention. If it were not for their outstanding technical ability, they would not be arranged to board the warship at all."

"Weird...that would be perfect."

Zhang Ming put the wine glass on the console and said bluntly: "This is Alexander's eyeball. I want to verify its authenticity. Can you please bring up the iris scanning device?"

Hey! If you say that, a normal person would not agree! Ward complained in his heart.

However, the female agent pushed up her thick glasses and quickly tapped the keyboard with her fingers. A metal rod slowly popped out of the main console, and the front end of the metal rod emitted a faint light.

Zhang Ming took out his eyeballs from the whiskey. They felt smooth to the touch. He suppressed the feeling of nausea and placed the eyeballs in front of the dim light emitted by the metal rod.

"Dip-dip-"

A mechanical female voice appeared in the main control room: "Commander Alexander, please give the highest order."

"it is true?"

Zhang Ming, Steve and Ward were all stunned. This was really Alexander Pierce's eyeball. He indeed ended his life in a simple and ridiculous way.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Ming reacted and turned to ask the female agent wearing thick glasses: "Can you find the time when this iris was imported into the system?"

"Do you suspect that Alexander thought in advance that we would do a test and temporarily import the stand-in's iris?" Steve asked.

Zhang Ming nodded and asked the female agent with glasses: "Can you find it?"

"It's a bit difficult..." Before Zhang Ming could be disappointed, she continued: "...For others, it's relatively simple for me."

She typed a few times on the keyboard, and the screen in the center across from everyone suddenly fell into darkness. Then a line of code appeared, and then a message popped up.

"The entry time was in September last year, when the battleship master control system had just entered the design stage, and this was the highest authority. There was only one highest authority." said the female agent in glasses.

Ward said: "With Alexander's suspicious character, it is impossible to give the highest authority to a substitute. This is his eyeball, he is really dead!"

Zhang Ming still had some doubts in his heart, but he had no time to continue thinking about this matter.

Just now, when everyone was sure that Alexander was dead, Fitz's call came from Zhang Ming's communication headset:

"We have received an attack order, and the target is the Earth! The order requires that all seven battleship weapon systems in the universe be activated to launch an indiscriminate attack on the Earth!"

"Don't panic, haven't we already considered this?" Zhang Ming sped up and said, "According to the established plan, Olivia will control the other two warships and attack the other warships in advance.

Never allow a missile to enter the atmosphere."

Before the warships officially took off, Zhang Ming installed Trojan horse programs on many warships, but in the end only three ships actually took off, one of which was captured by Fitz and the others.

Fitz: "Roger that."

Olivia: "Understood."

Zhang Ming ended the call and asked the female agent in glasses: "Has this battleship also received an attack order?"

The bespectacled female agent nodded and said, "Do you want me to cancel this order?"

"Can it be done?"

The bespectacled female agent did not answer, but looked at the colleague who was playing cards: "He is familiar with the weapon system. You can let him try it."

Feeling the attention of everyone, the card-playing agent spread his hands and said helplessly: "Don't look at me like that, I'm more afraid of death than you are. When you checked Alexander's eyes just now, I quietly intercepted part of the highest authority and tried to rewrite the attack order.

.Then, I discovered that this was impossible to do, and this command could not be changed even with the highest authority."

"The only thing left is to destroy this battleship." Zhang Ming put away Alexander's eyeballs, maybe he would need them later. He said to the only two remaining Hydra agents: "Do you want to come together?

Walk."

Zhang Ming has a good feeling about the two of them. He can turn it over to Coulson for investigation. If they don't make any harmful mistakes, they can be transformed internally or given freedom and return to ordinary people's lives.

"You can't escape." The bespectacled female agent said: "At the same time that the attack order was issued, all the shuttles were destroyed and the battleship doors were closed."

The card agent continued: "And this mothership is different from other warships. It has a special alien technology protective layer that ordinary missiles cannot penetrate at all."

"They are right..." Winter Soldier Bucky's weak voice appeared. After a few minutes of coma, this strong man woke up.

Steve supported him, and Bucky tried to keep his spirits up and said: "Because I was brainwashed and controlled, Hydra used me as a tool, and many secret conversations were conducted directly in front of me. There is a special person on this battleship.

The protective device can provide a protective cover for warships. This is technology from extraterrestrials. Earth missiles alone cannot blast it away. The technological gap is too big."

In other words, the other five battleships are fine, but this mothership cannot be destroyed through external attacks. It can launch attacks towards the earth endlessly.

Attack after attack, as long as Zhang Ming and the others make one mistake, the earth will usher in disaster.

Everyone's expressions became heavy.

"Don't worry." Zhang Ming attracted everyone's attention and smiled: "Since the earth's technology is not good, then call for off-site assistance."

That Asgardian, the muscular man with the hammer, has been waiting.