Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"Atilan... just fell?"

On the sky carrier, Alexander Pierce stared at the floating city that had fallen from the sky into the sea before his eyes. At this moment, the three views of the old Hydra that had been hidden for many years were subverted.

At the moment when Attila appeared last night, Pierce was delighted by the powerful fighting power it displayed. Such deterrence, coupled with the dense network of relationships that Hydra has built for so many years, rule the world is no longer a dream. , Pierce has even seen himself sitting on the throne of the king of the world.

But the happy time is always short. The dream of the king of the world is not enough. The fall of Attila is like a sap, waking him completely from fantasy.

Pierce looked at the dark sword suspended in the sky. It was just that it had pierced Atitlan with a blow. After understanding the ownership of the invincible battleship in the current battlefield, Pierce suddenly found that he should Consider running away.

He thinks he is enough to respect Cyber. Now when Cyber ​​shows the killer, he knows that in this hunt for hunters and prey, he and his organization are never hunters.

What a great irony!

"Enter stealth mode, let's leave!"

Pierce stood on the podium with a sullen face and issued an order. At the end, he did not forget to add: "Don't cause any attention, leave quietly!"

"Sir, we found a signal requesting transmission!"

The contact officer in front of the battleship's console reported loudly: "Yes... it's a signal from Agent Silveret who has been determined to be dead. He is just below the city! Is it permitted?"

"Yep?"

Pierce's eyes lit up and nodded: "Send him in."

Agent Gattler, who was watching this scene, hated his teeth, and the position of the little man in Silver was really high in Pierce's heart. Even on the road of escape, he never forgot to bring this guy.

"Om"

The transmitted light flashed away, and the extremely miserable Agent Hilvert appeared on the bridge, with a bandage wrapped around his head, blood stains visible to the naked eye, a cane in his hand, and his clothes ragged Rotten, at a glance, this guy definitely picked up a life on the battlefield.

"Sir... Fur...I, I'm back."

Agent Hilvert leaned over to salute Pierce with difficulty. The eyes on his face showed awkward cracks in the war. He first looked around at the layout of the command room, and then said aloud:

"Why should our warship leave the battlefield now? We haven't failed yet!"

"No failure? Agent Silvert, are you blind?"

Gattler sneered mercilessly: "So what are you going to do? Do you suddenly tear open your clothes and turn into Superman to turn Cyber ​​Hawk dry?" Didn’t you see that Attila was killed by the devil’s help, are we left to add food to them?”

"Are you just relying on others?"

Agent Silvert retorted without fear: "Whitehall was not the same as us, you may not know it, he just released the crystal mist of Terrigan, trying to make us even the whole city into alien People, or simply die directly, if it wasn’t for the devil to kill Attila, you are probably dead now, idiot!"

The bald agent seemed to be out of control because of his injury. In front of Pierce, he pointed at Gartler and scolded:

"I reminded you a long time ago, Agent Gattler, we have to be careful about Whitehall and Gideon, they are both old-fashioned bastards, and they can't be trusted! So what did you do? Where was Bruce Banner held? Leaked to the people on Whitehall, almost killed me!"

"Yep?"

Pierce's expression immediately became difficult to look at. He looked at Gartler in disbelief, who was directly interrupted by Silvert:

"Sir, you probably don’t know how the Hulk came out, let me tell you, I was on duty in the laboratory at that time, and was instructed to protect the universe cube. As a result, the people in Whitehall rushed in directly, holding me, and when I brought In the cage where the Hulk is held, the place should have been kept secret, only you know... but Whitehall also knows."

"Gattler, what else do you say!"

The bald agent shouted angrily: "You're both sides of the three knives!"

"Is it true that Silvert said? Gattler!"

Pierce's voice increased several times. He patted the table and yelled, "Look at me and tell me if what he said is true?"

Agent Gattler certainly didn’t want to catch it with such a hand, but the problem was that he once said to Ward that he had to find a way forward in everything, and he did it himself...Although Silvert had fabricated the course of things However, the problem is that Gattler really secretly surrendered to Whitehall, and this pot is now buckled on his head, which is not slandering.

He wanted to refute it, but Agent Gattler, who was familiar with Pierce’s savage and vicious character, understood that this matter is currently unresolvable. He wanted to speak, but Pierce suddenly reached out his hand and he sighed:

"Forget it, Whitehall is dead, now it's not interesting to say that...Sylvet, you just said, we haven't failed yet, what do you mean?"

The bald agent glanced at Gattler bitterly. He took a few breaths to calm himself down and said softly:

"Sir, don’t forget, there are three apocalyptic spacecraft parked in the underground base on the outskirts of New York... Insights, a fully automated manual computing platform, and a prediction algorithm written by Dr. Zola himself, Ivan. The rapid-fire continuous gun battery designed by Vanke can cover the entire east coast with an accuracy error of no more than 3 meters. With only one bombardment, we can wipe out all the devilish members and those nasty heroes throughout New York... you see, Opportunities are hidden in any crisis, they are now together, as long as we risk a gamble... everything will be different!"

"Yep..."

Pierce's eyes lit up sharply. Seriously, when he saw Attila, he really left the insight plan behind, because in his mind, Attila got a technological level better than Aegis. The air-to-air carrier made by the Bureau is much higher. If you have a fortress like Attila, you really don’t need an insight plan.

But now that Atitlan is gone, can the completed insight plan come in handy again?

"But don't forget, this plan is too risky, we are very likely to fail!"

Agent Gattler was unwilling to fail, and he found a chance to apply eye drops to Silvert. Agent Bald looked at him disdainfully:

"Now this situation, even if it fails, it is much better than doing nothing and just running away!"

"Okay! I've decided!"

Pierce patted the table and turned his head to look at Sylvet. Although the bald agent looked embarrassed, his ability to solve problems was really outstanding! Much better than Gattler, who only knows how to fight for power.

Such subordinates are really hard to find.

He nodded in satisfaction:

"Okay, just do it! But starting the Insight program requires someone to go to the base outside of New York to perform the wake-up procedure, to reflect the current situation on the surface of New York..."

"I go!"

Before Pierce's words were finished, Agent Hewitt said in a deep voice, "I'll start it! That thing requires level 8 clearance. Only three of us are qualified here. Mr. Gattler will definitely not go, and I Don’t let the sir be in danger, sir, give me the wake-up key and let me go."

"Silvert, you... alas."

To tell the truth, Pierce’s life is really touched. Only when he is in trouble can he see a person’s true character. Compared to Gattler’s two sides and three swords, this kind of fearless dedication of Silvet is here. This difficult time made Pierce feel the kind of solemnity that joined the Hydra when he was young and was called by the mission. Only the qualities that can be seen in the older generation of agents are now revived in Silvert.

But moved, moved, this task of death is willing to go, it would be better!

Pierce took a black triangular socket out of his close pocket, handed it to Silvert, and patted him on the shoulder:

"Silvert, go! As long as you can come back alive, I promise you the position of chief executive, you are a real Hydra!"

"Well, when I joined the organization, I foreseen this day."

Silvert took the key, put his left hand on his chest, and shouted loudly:

"I am honored to fight alongside you, sir!"

Pierce nodded and watched Silvet leave, but just before he stepped into the teleportation circle, the bald agent seemed to suddenly remember something. He raised his head and glanced at Pierce. The latter froze, and then lightly With a cough, Agent Gattler was full of hate, but he had to walk out of the command room.

"Sir, I was on the way back, and I got into the army of the devil gang and heard a message."

The bald agent whispered: "I heard that after Cyber ​​returned from Demon Realm, he was frantically searching for the world engine... I mean, if things don't work, you can..."

"Do a deal with him, alas...I understand what you mean."

Pierce tapped his finger on the table, and after thinking, he nodded a moment later:

"Well, you shouldn't know this secret, but if you still have a chance to survive, you can go to the secret base 101 in Greece, Europe. We will wait for you there, um, half a month. "

"Oh, the one under the sea...I know."

In the eyes of the bald agent, he nodded: "Wait for my good news and wish me success, sir!"

"HailHydra!!"

With a scream-like oath, Hilvert strode into the teleportation array and disappeared. Pierce looked at the direction of his disappearance, and he was somewhat lost.

When he was still young, he had a subordinate like Silvert. His name was Nick Fury. He was loyal to his duties and the same good at solving problems. He was lifted to the throne of the SHIELD Director. Unfortunately, he was finally He ordered to kill himself.

Now it's Silvert again, Pierce can't help but fall into a strong sense of sight... he has a faint worry in his heart, but he doesn't know where it comes from, and just when he thinks repeatedly, a loud noise The sound exploded on the sky carrier, and startled Pierce in contemplation. He looked up and saw in the monitor, Skye in black combat uniform and crystal in yellow combat uniform ripped open the deck. The protective layer rushed into the battleship.

"The **** of Hydra, the hatred of my parents, and the innocents killed by you, I'm here to avenge them!"

"White Hall! Get out and face me!"

"boom"

Pierce's fist hit the table fiercely. The Hydra really was about to finish. Even two little farts could learn to kill with Cybe Hawk and hit the spring. It was unbearable. humiliation! Anyway, he is also a well-known BOSS in human civilization, where can bear such treatment!

"Winter Soldiers! Integrate the team, take the Secret Service, and kill them!"

Pierce adjusted the monitor screen to the place where the Winter Soldier was, just angrily gave the order, and then saw the crimson armor driven by the Winter Soldier was thrown out like garbage, under the watch of the camera in the channel, Black Widow, Barton, Captain America, Phil Coulson, Iron Man in armor and the demonized levelless agent Hill step by step, like a classic hero image coming out of the dark dawn.

Agent Colson raised his head and saw the camera above. He raised his finger and shook it towards it.

It's like saying:

"Are you ready? Pierce, let's grab you."