The facts disclosed by Coulson were not surprising. Although the "Super Soldier Project" of World War II 70 years ago was declared unable to continue after only one successful case, this success created the most famous Superhero in human history. The arrival of Captain America announced the beginning of the era of heroes. Since then, although countries condemned human experiments on the surface, the research on super soldiers had never stopped.
Whether it was Stryker's Weapon X at the beginning or General Ross's final weapon, these were the continuation of the Super Soldier Project.
And in the past 8 months when the Demonic Gods wreaked havoc, the Alliance for the Survival of Mankind urgently needed a large number of elite soldiers and commanders. Under the pressure of life and death, this kind of sneaky research was openly brought to the surface. The smartest group of people in the entire human civilization gathered together, and the research quickly produced results.
Super Soldier Phase II, 20 super soldiers were produced at once. Of course, the Alliance's original intention was not to use them to charge into the enemy's ranks. It would be a waste of resources. On the active stage of these super soldiers in the future, they were destined to appear as commanders.
But now, these rookies, who had not yet graduated, ushered in the last training period of their student career, and their training officer was an eternal legend in their group.
"At ease!"
"Swish!"
Under the scorching sun of the Gobi Desert, 20 soldiers in yellow training uniforms were uniformly divided into two rows. In front of them was Steve Rogers, who was also wearing a training uniform, and his deputy, Bucky.
"Jack Morrison!"
"Here!"
"Gabriel Reyes!"
"Here!"
"Reinhardt Wilhelm!"
"Here!"
"Anna Emalie!"
"Here!"
“...”
A voice full of energy rang out under the scorching sun. Not long after, the names of the 20 men and women were called out. After the last call ended, Steve took a step forward, put his hands behind his back, and coughed softly.
"Cough, cough, at ease, soldiers!"
"You all know me, so I don't need to introduce myself anymore. From today onwards, I will take you through 14 days of actual combat training. After the training, you will be thrown into the European battlefield as commanders. Your identities will be commanders, assassins, instigators, thieves, or gangsters, but I believe that under these identities, there is a heart like a hero!"
Steve raised his voice a few octaves.
"Seventy years ago, I did what I had to do in the flames of war. Now, under the same flames of war, all of you will also practice your own path … This era needs more heroes, and I hope that all of you can become one of them … Now! I hereby announce the start of training! "
Captain America raised his hands and made a fighting posture. Beside him, Bucky also made a defensive posture. Captain America looked at the 20 trainees who were a little surprised and said in a deep voice,
"Don't be suspicious. Attack us! You can use any method you've learned, and you can use any weapon. As long as you can knock down either me or Buggy, your training will be complete! "
Steve suddenly recalled the events in the barracks 70 years ago. His lips curled into a smile as he beckoned the hesitant youths with his left hand.
"Come on, rookies!"
On the other side, in a giant dam not far from the battlefield of the old and new super soldiers, Agent Coulson stood on the elevator. He held the railing with both hands and looked at the giant robot frozen in a giant ice block in front of him.
A real Mechanical Life!
This thing is nearly 20 meters tall and silver-gray in color. Although it has been sealed in ice for thousands of years, its appearance is still ferocious. It has a humanoid body and various deadly weapons. Its head is like an abstract face made of metal spikes and various metal modules. In those extinguished eyes, there is only a hollow.
This thing is obviously a dangerous creature. It is fixed on the wall made entirely of metal with a special structural module. Around its body, there are more than 20 low-temperature sprinklers, constantly spraying liquid nitrogen on the body of this Mechanical Life, keeping it frozen. Although this big guy has not shown any signs of waking up in the past 100 years, both SHIELD and the Alliance for the Survival of Mankind regard it as one of the most dangerous anomalies.
Directly above the head of the gigantic robot, a silver-gray three-dimensional diamond-shaped square was suspended above the busy experimenters. The purpose of this thing was unknown. The smooth metal surface was engraved with various patterns. It was discovered together with the gigantic robot, but hundreds of years had passed. Until now, no one knew what this piece of metal was used for.
This is not the first time Coulson has seen it, but every time he sees it, Coulson can't help but sigh at the greatness of the universe. This kind of metal life is definitely beyond the worldview of ordinary people. It is just like a miracle of creation.
"Agent Simmons, tell me what happened again!"
Coulson said without turning his head. A capable agent standing beside him immediately flipped open the document in his hand, coughed softly, and read:
"At midnight a week ago, our observer detected a weak strong electric current reaction. He immediately activated the emergency measures of the base. Under the investigation of experts, we determined that this accident was caused by the abnormal activity of the host body."
"In the next seven days, the same electric current reaction was detected 27 times. The last time it appeared was at 9 o 'clock last night. The electric current reaction lasted for 13 seconds, but after the reorganization and identification of the scientists, the electromagnetic waves represented by the electric current are meaningless."
The agent paused for a moment, then said with a heavier tone:
"At least in our understanding, it is meaningless. It is more like a piece of information in a dream."
"You mean, it is dreaming?"
Coulson looked at Agent Simmons behind him, pointed to the frozen big thing and said: "This thing is made of metal, they can dream too?"
"Well, in fact, many of the old staff who have worked here for several years think it is alive, sir."
Agent Simmons said hesitantly, "They say that it's just sleeping and will wake up one day. Some pessimistic scientists think that we can trap it because it's willing to be trapped by us. When it wakes up, we'll be the ones trapped."
"Don't be so desperate, Simmons!"
Coulson always scoffed at such doomsday prophecies. He patted the agent on the shoulder and whispered: "It is just a mechanical life. We have even defeated the Demonic God. Why should we be afraid of them? Listen to me, I now suspect that this abnormal electric current reaction is a kind of communication signal. From this point of view, this guy is obviously trying to contact some kind of existence … "
Agent Simmons's expression changed slightly, and he immediately replied:
"If this speculation is true, that is to say, the big thing still has helpers hidden in our world … or is it calling for help?"
"It doesn't matter which one it is!"
Coulson put on his sunglasses and said in a deep voice: "We must all be prepared! I have already contacted the Alliance's Second Fleet. They have sent a fleet of assault ships to the synchronous orbit above us. You go and mobilize the garrison of the nearby military base. We are short of manpower now, and Europe is a mess. All the Avengers have been sent out, and the Alliance does not have many resources to replenish here. So if there is a problem, we have to rely on ourselves to solve it. "
"There is also the Krypton Security Company and the Deathknell Mercenaries, sir!"
Agent Simmons suggested: "I heard that they have recently expanded their business and started to take on some large-scale security work. I mean, if necessary, we can hire them!"
"The Deathknell Mercenaries are not reliable. As for those Krypton vampires …"
A pained expression flashed across Coulson's face: "Their price is too high, but it is worth it. Keep in touch with them at all times. If there is a problem, summon them here immediately!"
"Yes, sir!"
Agent Simmons took the order and left. Coulson stood where he was. A dark green light flashed in his eyes under the sunglasses. He looked at the big metal man in front of him and said softly:
"Big Guy, what are you planning? What's your name?"
Coulson stayed in place for a moment, shook his head, and turned to leave the laboratory full of futuristic technology. The veteran agent did not notice that the moment he left, the screen of a device similar to a mobile phone placed on the experiment table suddenly lit up.
"Decepticons … Confusion … Communication … Activate!"
— — —
"Hum!"
In an old parking lot on the edge of the distant New York City, a black and white Mustang police car slowly drove in under the cover of the night. It stopped next to a large green excavator. Accompanied by the sound of static, two strange consciousnesses began to communicate.
"Megatron has begun to wake up. It has slept long enough. We will find it soon!"
"It is not the key … the tinder is! The Restarter's order is clear. We must get the tinder! "
A muffled voice rang out intermittently, as if it belonged to a person who was not good with words.
"The Restarter is the new leader! He is … stronger than Megatron! "
This remark obviously annoyed his companion, for it retorted:
"But Megatron at least treats us as brothers. The Restarter only treats us as tools! He only cares about his revenge. He sent his direct subordinates, Shockwave and Red Spider, to the safety of Australia, but left us, the elders of the Decepticons, in the dangerous New York. You have seen the Avengers. Some of them can easily destroy us! "
"The Restarter is not a good leader. He doesn't care about our lives!"
"He is stronger than Megatron. He controls our consciousnesses …"
The muffled voice sounded a bit depressed: "We can't … resist."
There was a trace of sadness in his voice that could not be concealed, and it made the guy who was angry just now shut his mouth. But after a moment, he spoke again.
"The Confusion and Laserbird are already tracking the source of Megatron's message. They'll get back to us very soon. Then, we'll launch a surprise attack and take the Tinder away. We'll also save our brothers while we're at it. Also, Brother Bulldozer, guess who I saw in Queens today?"
"Who?"
There was a hint of curiosity in the muffled voice. The cunning guy cackled sinisterly and projected a projection onto the screen of the police car. On the screen was a dilapidated yellow sports car. The lack of maintenance caused several pieces of glass to shatter.
"Look, it is our old friend Bumblebee. Haha, I didn't expect those cowards from the Cybercriminals to send someone to hide on Earth. I wonder if Optimus Prime is here. Seriously, Bulldozer, are you willing to work for the Restarter? Look, he's not even a Cybertan! He is just a lackey of Thanos Overlord. He is not worth our blood … "
"You are right. We can't fight the Restarter with Megatron alone. But if Optimus Prime and his Cybercriminals can join us … the situation will be different!"
"But … the Cybercriminals are our enemies!"
"Forget about the d * mn hatred, Brother Bulldozer. That is an internal conflict of Cybercriminals. Now someone is enslaving us! As long as Optimus Prime has the slightest bit of intelligence, he would know to ally with us. But that will have to wait. After the Redeemers start the war, and after he is held back by those damned barbaric Earthlings, we will stab him in the back! "
The black and white Mustang police car honked excitedly. It shouted in an electromagnetic voice, "Hey!
"We are the Decepticons! We are the supervillains that roam the universe! We kill, we destroy, we plunder! "
"We will never be slaves!"
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