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"Dear leaders and comrades, good evening to everyone."

"This year, the seventh regular meeting of Hydra should have been attended by dozens of people, but there were actually dozens of people present. It meets the prescribed number and the meeting can be held."

"Since the beginning of the year, the Hydra annual meeting, our leader, Alexander Pierce, stood at the height of the overall world development and delivered a series of important speeches. In order to learn and implement the spirit of the leader's speech, and to implement it in depth..."

"stop!"

Alexander Pierce finally couldn't stand listening anymore and asked the subordinate who was speaking: "What's wrong with the way you talk?"

The subordinate on the other side reminded him in a low voice: "He just went to China to do a latent mission, but he almost betrayed the gang and was kicked back. After he came back, he kept talking in this tone."

"Kick him out and report to the African branch tomorrow." Alexander waved his hand impatiently.

As a Hydra leader deeply influenced by capitalism, Alexander felt as uncomfortable listening to such red speeches as Sun Monkey listened to a tight curse.

This is in New York, in Alexander's office at S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Trident headquarters.

There seemed to be a lot of people sitting in the room, but in fact, except for Alexander, everyone else attended the meeting through projection.

The entire office has been sealed off, and no one can monitor the situation inside.

Not even the director of Braised Eggs, Nick Fury.

Alexander is the Minister of the World Security Council. He has the power to supervise and make suggestions for various operations of SHIELD. He can be regarded as half of Nick Fury's leadership.

It's ironic that Director Lu Dan, as the world's largest spy chief, claims to have the most secrets in the world, and has dedicated his life to fighting Hydra, but he didn't realize that Alexander, who has worked with him for decades, is the biggest Hydra.

Snake head.

After the Hydra host who was full of "hot words" disappeared, Alexander counted the number of people again.

"Why didn't Raiford come?"

"He said he wasn't feeling well today and asked me to take a day off for him before he came here," said a bald man in the corner.

"If he asks for leave, can't he ask me for leave! I..."

Alexander took a deep breath, not wanting to make the atmosphere of the meeting too heavy at the beginning. This is no longer the era of iron and blood, especially members born in the 1980s and 1990s, which are becoming more and more difficult to manage.

Alexander knocked on the table: "Let's get started. SHIELD will receive a large amount of funds recently. You guys will put forward your own plans and think about how the money will be spent. James, I heard that you have been working on the plan for a long time, so you will start from

You start talking."

"OK."

James is a man in his early thirties with a mustache and neatly styled hair. He confidently opened the ppt and began to describe his plan:

"Biogas Plan".

"The full name is "Plan to use biogas to threaten governments around the world and gain military and political power in various countries." We use this fund to build septic tanks under major cities around the world. In just a few months, the collected biogas will

Every city can be blown up to the sky, and the detonation button is in our hands, Hydra, so that all governments will succumb to..."

"Get out!"

Alexander wanted to punch someone.

"Wait a minute, I have another plan, the "Ammonia Project", which relies on collecting..."

"Africa! Throw this kid into Africa!"

James's projection was forcibly turned off. Alexander took a sip of water and forced a smile on his face thanks to years of self-cultivation.

"Let's get on with it."

The subsequent plans were much more ordinary, but there was nothing outstanding about them. They looked like something thought up by a third-rate villain. Alexander knocked on the table, pretending to listen carefully, and did not dampen the enthusiasm of his subordinates.

"Hello, leaders, I... what I brought is "Insight Project"."

The subordinate who reported the work was a bald old man in his late fifties. He acted a little timid and did not look like a member of the world's largest terrorist organization.

"My idea is to rely on big data to import purchase records, student status files, medical records and other data into a unique set of algorithms, and calculate through the background whether this person is dangerous to Hydra.

We also need to build several satellites or other things that radiate around the world to ensure that when potentially dangerous missions are discovered, the satellites will automatically fire and eliminate the targets."

Alexander nodded, this is a plan that fits the Hydra card.

"Does anyone else have any objections?" Alexander asked.

"No."

"agree."

The boss nodded, and even if others had objections, they did not dare to raise them.

Alexander said: "Okay, then in the next period of time, we will start preparing the "Insight Project". If there is nothing else, the meeting will be dismissed."

"Please wait a moment."

The bald man sitting in the corner said: "Before the Insight Project starts, I suggest that the organization get rid of one person first."

A photo of a young man was projected in mid-air, and the bald man introduced: "This man's name is Zhang Ming, and he is a powerful superpower. As of now, the abilities he has displayed include teleportation, precognition, thunder and lightning, and flying."

, huge power and control of objects with thoughts.”

"A good talent, would you recommend incorporating him into the organization?" asked a man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

The bald man glanced at the silent Alexander and explained: "He has ruined the organization's plans twice in a row."

"A month ago, we facilitated Obadiah and lured Tony Stark to Afghanistan. It was Zhang Ming who rescued Stark from terrorists.

A few days ago, Hulk and Blonsky caused chaos in New York. We put pressure on the US government to ban SHIELD's operations. We originally wanted to collect data on the two monsters and capture them, but Zhang Ming went to destroy this.

Action."

The bald man's words made several Hydra members present fall into deep thought.

Alexander held his chin. In his position, Zhang Ming's individual fighting ability, no matter how strong it was, would not attract his attention. He was thinking about something deeper.

"Do you suspect that he was sent by some organization to deal with us?" Alexander asked.

The bald man said: "This possibility cannot be ruled out. I have been monitoring his every move. I suggest that this unstable factor be eliminated before the "Insight Project" is launched."

Alexander nodded and said: "Then deal with it. It's just a superpower. I will give you the authority to dispatch a Winter Soldier. By the way, you said you have been monitoring him?"

"Yes, sir."

"Then what is Mr. Superpower doing now?"

The bald man looked down and said, "He... is being beaten."

Alexander: "???"

That's right, Zhang Ming was being beaten. In less than two minutes, he was beaten so hard by Steve that he couldn't find anything to do.

"Stop, rest... rest for a while."

Zhang Ming struggled to take off the protective gear on his head and collapsed on the ground, like a freshly dried salted fish.

Steve handed over a glass of water. Zhang Ming took it and took a big gulp. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Steve, there wasn’t even a drop of sweat on his body. This amount of exercise was not enough for him to even warm up.

Doesn't count.

This was in a private gym. After getting the news from Roy the night before, Franklin and the others started busy investigating. Zhang Ming was not good at this aspect, so he came over to learn from Steve while he was free.

trick.

"I still remember how thin I was before I was injected with the super soldier serum."

Steve took off his gloves and continued: "But even then, I should win if I fight you."

Since it is an exercise, Steve and Zhang Ming made three stipulations: they cannot use teleportation (editing), cannot use light waves (barrage), and cannot use lightning abilities (generate electricity with love).

Without using these three main skills, even if Zhang Ming's physical fitness is improved with AiDeng, it is still far behind Steve.

"Sooner or later I'm going to beat you to the ground." Zhang Ming said that he never loses his will even if he loses others.

"I've been looking forward to this day. Now, get up and jump rope two thousand times."

Steve is usually gentle and polite, but when it comes to training, he turns into a devilish instructor.

This was his habit when he was a soldier. The stricter he was with his comrades, the higher the probability that his comrades would survive on the battlefield.

"Guys, stop for a moment and look who this is."

Morrison, who was doing strength training on the side, put down the barbell and walked over with his mobile phone. He was making a video call. On the screen of the mobile phone was a big face covered with stubble.

"Hey, McCree!"

Zhang Ming said hello feebly. Behind McCree was the blue sky and large grasslands, and cows could be seen in the distance.

"Did you really go herd the cows?" Zhang Ming asked.

"I just arrived yesterday. This is my uncle's farm. I plan to work with him for a while, just to relax."

After completing the operation to defeat the Abomination, McCree chose to leave New York. Before leaving, Tony helped him make a robotic arm as a souvenir of the battle together.

Zhang Ming noticed that there was an old man next to McCree. He didn't know if it was an illusion. When the old man's eyes fell on Zhang Ming, he felt like he was being targeted by bullets, as if his head would be blown off in the next second.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce you, this old gentleman is my new friend, Arthur Morgan! He is an authentic old cowboy, and the beer he brews is very delicious!"

Zhang Ming and Steve were very happy to see that McCree was doing well. Being able to leave the battlefield and return to normal life was the best ending for a warrior.

The men chatted for a while, agreed to find a time to go to the farm to meet McCree for a drink, and then hung up the call.

After a long day of exercise, Zhang Ming changed his clothes and just got on the motorcycle he borrowed from Steve when the phone rang.

The caller ID was Franklin.

Franklin's voice was very excited: "We have made a discovery! A cruise ship departing from Northern Europe will arrive at the New York port tomorrow afternoon, exactly as you guessed before."

"Sounds like you have a plan."

"Of course." Michael's voice came from the microphone.

"I'll go find you."

Zhang Ming put on his helmet and tightened the throttle.