Everything that happened at the Chancellery in Berlin was known only to the two people present. At this time, Su Ming was holding on to the manhole cover, peeking out of a sewer somewhere in Paris to check the street.

There was a lot of chaos everywhere, countless black leather boots, metal prosthetics, tracks, and wheels going back and forth in front of him.

He retracted into the sewers.

"This patrol density, the Germans took the wrong medicine, right?"

In fact, this is just a basic operation, who called him too much trouble before, and many French rebels also joined in the fun. Even if you can't kill the German soldiers and blow up their supplies, you have to secretly spit into the German wells.

That's what the citizens of Paris think, and that's what they do.

Now that half of the city is involved in the riots, what else can the Germans do? Only 200,000 garrisons can be mobilized into the city.

Not only the German army, but now the puppet government puppet army and the police have also taken to the streets.

There was chaos and madness everywhere.

If the clown saw such a situation, he would definitely be happy, but in fact, such a situation was not conducive to Su Ming's plan.

It's all messed up like this, who still comes to see their performances? And how could Zemo be notified as soon as possible?

He thought about it and decided to go find the cable first. I saw their squad on the airship just now, and they should still be there to exchange fire with the Germans on the Eiffel Tower.

He jumped down the shaft, the cloak carrying him through the sewers, and he touched his chest.

"You said you're a little self-conscious now, should I give you a name? Do you want to call ...... Blackie? ”

The symbiote suddenly showed signs of melting downward, and it softened as if its whole body was weak, and Su Ming guessed that it didn't like the name.

"Okay, then it's called Xiaobai? Xiaobai is good, whether it is an injury, heat stroke, or eating too much, there will be no danger, this is a very auspicious codename. ”

The melt sped up, revealing the iconostasis armor underneath.

The symbiote still doesn't like it.

Su Ming knew, like the other symbiotes, they all liked more powerful code names, such as slaughter, flogging, extreme and so on.

Then again, the symbiote's naming style is quite dark.

"I'm most afraid of names." Su Ming recalled the names of those symbiotes in the future, and at the same time planned to give his symbiotes the craziest name to satisfy it.

At this time, a faint thought appeared in Su Ming's mind, and this was the first time that the symbiote had clearly expressed its meaning.

Su Ming's heart moved slightly, this proved that the symbiote did have its own thoughts, and it was already thinking about something as personalized as a name, and its intelligence was growing rapidly, and it would even be higher than ordinary humans in the future.

Kama Taj had been studying symbiotes, but she hadn't thought that this terrifying creature was supposed to be parasitic on a highly intelligent creature in order to function.

For example, parasitic humans, aliens, gods, etc., the snowman is too far away.

It gave itself a good name, 'Strangulation', and it wanted that codename.

Su Ming didn't care, as long as the symbiote didn't divide the spores and didn't make trouble for him, he always had an attitude towards it as a stocking.

Strangulation is also a good name, symbiotes are semi-solid creatures, and in addition to biting with their mouths, the most common means of predation is to strangle enemies with tentacles or bodies.

At least it's a little more apt than Venom's codename, because Venom isn't poisonous at all......

"Well, I thought my code name 'Deathknell' would give you some inspiration about what you would want to call 'grave' or 'funeral', or 'strafe' depending on the behavior....... But strangulation...... If you like it, it's fine. ”

Although the decision was called strangulation, Su Ming was also idle, flying all by the magic cloak, and playing with the symbiote on the way, just like having a pet.

The symbiote regained the appearance of Captain America's uniform, and Su Ming could feel it tighten on his body, as if he was hugging himself.

There was a pleasant thought in Su Ming's mind, this was the feedback that the strangulation gave him, it was just pure joy.

By adjusting the concentration of chemicals in the body, it forms bioelectricity, which is transmitted to the host's spine, and the nerves conduct these electrical signals along the spinal cord into the brain, so that it can communicate with Su Ming.

To be honest, this feeling is a bit weird, as if my own personality is split, and that personality is still communicating with my own personality.

However, Su Ming was very indifferent, this situation was only expected, and as time passed, this kind of exchange would become more and more concrete.

But that's all in the future, there is no instability at the moment, and from the moment Su Ming decided to let the symbiote parasitize, he was ready to deal with all possibilities.

The thinking of strangulation is very simple, and now communicating with it is like communicating with cats and dogs. It doesn't quite express itself exactly, and its fighting instincts have led it to a simple and crude solution.

It seems that it will take more time to train it to be a useful helper.

Just as Su Ming was playing with the strangulation, the Demon Float cloak threw him on the ground, and the cloak lifted a horn and pointed to the side, signaling to climb up from this ladder, and run a little further to the Eiffel Tower.

Su Ming touched the collar of the cloak, it was right, he had to run over, he couldn't fly in front of the public. After all, his current appearance is Captain America, and if he flies, he is likely to let Zemo see something.

The Demon Float cloak shrunk a little and became like a red handkerchief hanging around Su Ming's neck, which was slightly better. The French actually have a handkerchief around their necks, at least so that Zemo won't recognize the cloak.

Everything was ready, the shield that the strangulation had turned the godslayer into was fixed on Su Ming's arm, and the Night Greatsword was hidden by Su Ming in a safe place in the catacombs when he came out of the guerrilla headquarters.

So the only weapons you can rely on this time are the god killer and your own fists and feet.

"Let's go up and see what's going on."

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Outside, for unknown reasons, they were surrounded on the tower, and the surrounding German troops poured into them like a tide.

Fortunately, they were in a good position, and the Germans did not dare to bomb it, so a large number of heavy weapons just surrounded but did not attack, allowing military dogs and cyborg soldiers to attack.

The kind of bipedal robot that was demolished by Su Ming before, there were thirty or forty of them here, completely blocking all directions of the square. Hydra tanks armed with energy cannons can also be seen here.

As for the pigeons he saw here during the day, he didn't know where they had gone.

Their current position is not the top of the tower, but the platform halfway through the tower, and it seems that there has been no attrition at present, but it is almost entirely dependent on the cable and the journey to support the scene.

Cables blocked the stairs, retracting with his adjustable gun, and the journey was able to fly, so he dealt with flying units and snipers further away.

The German snipers are indeed elite, and they also have eyepieces that are very similar to death shooters, so that the journey needs to constantly block bullets with their daggers in the air, and for a while they are like flying insects in a spider's web.

Su Ming's current position was exactly in the center of the enemy group in a certain direction, he calculated it, and then began to move.