"The way things are now, thanks to the intervention of that mysterious man, he killed all the rebel guards, leaving us with room to deal with it."

In the Pentagon at this time, in a room where security measures are so secure that cockroaches can't get in, some people in military uniforms, wearing senior ranks and identification badges are talking.

The lights were deliberately dimmed so that the participants could not see each other's expressions clearly during the meeting.

At one end of the solid wood long table, the person who was obviously a high-ranking official nodded imperceptibly, and after listening to the staff officer's analysis, he was very satisfied.

"Very good, the charge of the massacre happens to be on top of someone, and it doesn't matter if the other party doesn't have a clear photo, anyway, first issue a nationwide wanted list, and at the same time notify our NATO allies and let them also want this person."

"This mysterious person can manipulate metal, and the wanted warrant says that he is a foreign mutant, so the people in the country have nothing to say." In the darkness of another place, a laughing voice was heard.

The other party's ability to control the flying of metal, the devil knows what it is, but as long as the military says that it is a mutant and a foreign sabotage force, then it must be.

"Wanted warrant, just find someone to spend a portrait, it doesn't matter if it's like it, just have an explanation. Now we have a more troublesome problem with Captain America, the video of his murder has been exposed by the mustache, and the news has been spread by the media that is not a big deal, which will affect the image of our military and even further affect the budget next year. ”

The leader ended the previous discussion, and the matter was settled, and the next topic was about Captain America.

"It's really a nuisance, people wearing flags slaughtering our own people, and it has a big impact on our prestige." Another dark shadow said.

At this point, the person across the table made a suggestion: "Is it possible to have Hollywood cooperate with us and record this process again, saying that the leaked footage is a movie clip." ”

"It's a good idea, but the captain won't cooperate with us." The leading general said, and he denied the claim.

The officer who made the suggestion smiled: "It's okay if the captain doesn't cooperate, we still have impostors, don't we?" He had always obeyed orders and was a perfect soldier. ”

“...... Yes, contact the intermediary to do it, and don't let people see that there is a shadow of us behind it. The general made a very simple decision: "But there is also a backup plan, if the people don't buy it, we will push out the body of the fake captain, saying that he did everything, he is Nazi's spy, and has nothing to do with our Steve." ”

Throwing the black cauldron on the head of the dead has always been effective, as for which one William and Steve choose to sacrifice? Do you still need to think about it?

Behind Steve is a large group of SSR colleagues, and even has a vague monster like a death knell.

And what about William? There are no farts, maybe some comrades-in-arms before, but since he became Steve's stand-in, the previous relationships have disappeared.

It has nothing to do with ability and combat effectiveness, if you want to choose someone to go out to eliminate public anger, you will naturally choose one that has no foundation and no side effects.

"It's easy, when you're making a movie, it's all going to be arranged." The staff officers below seem to have a plan, or they have a plan, after all, the new serum is researched by them.

"As a stand-in, he was originally used to substitute death for Captain America, and I believe he can understand our decision if he knows."

"Hmph, he's a soldier, as long as he obeys the arrangement, it's his honor to die for Captain America, if it weren't for the fact that he originally looked like Steve, plastic surgery was easier to do, he thought that the generous salary and treatment over the years would fall on his head."

The officers below discussed it with their mouths, but most of them agreed with the leader's decision, and those who did not say a word at this time were looked at by the general, which meant that the road in the future would be narrow.

The admiral knocked on the table, and the dark military uniform on his body looked like black: "Okay, then it's decided, since that's the case, let's select the right person from the army and prepare the serum, after all, we still need 'Captain America' in the future." ”

"When the limelight passes, we can consider mass production of Captain America, one for each state." Immediately, someone laughed and began to hold it.

"As long as the serum production can keep up, it's no problem to arrange one in each town." Someone else picked up, and his tone was more vicious: "But this incident also reminds us that we have some scruples about Steve now, so the next batch of Captain America, don't accept plastic surgery and name changes, let them act under their real names, and choose the one that looks very handsome." ”

The dark shadow in the corner of the long table answered: "Well, when their own fame and role surpass Steve's and become a post-war star, then Steve will be of little use to us, and they can get rid of ......"

"Don't we need to think about the Roaring Commandos of the SSR? They have a good relationship with Steve, and they could be a potential threat if we were to do something to Steve in the future. "Objections were raised.

Soon someone said disdainfully: "The Roaring Commandos are ordinary soldiers, they don't understand anything, the only smart one is the black animal named Fury, but who wants to believe him?" Niggers are crooks, robbers, hooligans, and criminals, and they can be disposed of if necessary. ”

"Yes, the black beasts are supposed to be picking cotton in the fields, and they have been making some 'demands for equality' recently, so it's better to find an opportunity to ......"

"It's the FBI's business to deal with that black priest, and I've heard that Edgar Hoover's patience is running to the limit, and we just have to wait, and if necessary, we can launch the 'Broken Arrow Project', and 'just happen' to lose one or two nuclear missiles."

Seeing that there was nothing serious going on, everyone began to look to the future, and the admiral at the head knocked on the table and stood up: "Let's start preparing for action, now it's better to do what is in front of you, I have to go to the press conference to meet the reporters." Gentlemen, our army of super soldiers will occupy the whole world for us in the future, and then we will all be real heroes! Meeting! ”

He picked up his military hat from his desk, nodded to everyone, and walked briskly out of the room.

Naturally, the saluting crowd had no opinion, and after the admiral left, there were soon two people left in the dark conference room.

One is the staff officer of the major general of the army who just proposed to get rid of William and Steve, and he is the red man in front of the general; The other is an Air Force colonel who was silent from beginning to end and was considered by everyone to be a narrower road.

The two people, who usually seemed to have nothing to do with each other, shook hands quickly before going out together, and whispered to each other at a very fast pace:

"Acquire our place in the world." X2。

Then the two went out and walked in different directions in the long corridor, the lights dragging their figures for a long time, and their mission had just begun.

.........

"Admiral! Admiral! Listen to me for a few words. ”

The Admiral, who was busy walking towards the press briefing room, suddenly heard someone calling out to him, but if it weren't for the short figure being held in the hands of the guards like a rag doll, he might not have seen the dwarf.

The person who was arrested looked a little funny no matter what he was wearing because he was a dwarf, not to mention that the person was wearing an ill-fitting tweed suit and a red tie, and the large glasses frame almost covered half of his face, as if he had come out of some scrapyard.

His hair was long, uncombed, greasy and messy, and he was still clutching a document and struggling in the guard's hand.

"Young man, you are very fresh, how did you get into the Pentagon?"

The admiral glanced at his watch, he still had a few minutes left, and he was amused by the dwarf's ridiculous behavior and sharp voice, and decided to talk to him for a few words.

Seeing what the general said, the dwarf suddenly became confident, he slapped off the guards' hands, raised his chin and straightened his suit: "The defense of the Pentagon, for a genius like me, is not strict. ”

"He can't have come in through a ventilation duct, right? Also, there is a height advantage, hahaha. ”

"Haha, that makes sense."

“......”

The officers behind the admiral didn't take the dwarf seriously, and whispered to each other noticeably louder.

The dwarf was very calm, this was the opportunity he had been waiting for, and it was impossible for him to give up because of a little cynicism. When his plan succeeds, he will become the richest man in the world, a world-famous scientist, and then these military men and politicians can only look up to his chin.

"General, I'm Bolívar Trask, a scientist who specializes in physics and biology, and I'm here to save our country."

"Oh? I thought that was the task of our soldiers. ”

The admiral said with a smile, the other party is like a salesman for a refrigerator, always like to exaggerate.

After Bolívar spoke, the general understood that it was nothing more than a scientist with a project that he considered valuable and wanted the military to procure it.

Thinking of this, the admiral had lost interest, and he waved his hand, intending to turn and leave.

And, of course, let the guards fork this dwarf out.

"It is the military's responsibility to destroy the enemy, and I am only here to provide new weapons! A weapon dedicated to destroying mutants! ”

Seeing that the guards had a tendency to surround again, the dwarf directly opened the folder in his hand, raised the beautiful design inside above his head, and displayed it in front of the general.

The Admiral had just glanced at it casually, but this glance made him stop.

He stepped closer, took the paper, and looked at the blueprints of a robot as tall as a six-story building, made entirely of metal, with parameters and weapons against mutants.

"Young man, is this a giant robot you designed? Is it a weapon? ”

Seeing the Führer's giant robot last night, the general felt that the U.S. military must also have its own big robot.

Bolívar nodded, smiled and lifted his glasses, sniffing hard, he knew that the powerful general had become interested in this weapon: "Yes, a powerful weapon, what happened in our country this time, we have all seen it, that freak who can control metal must be a mutant!" ”

"Oh? Are you familiar with those freaks? ”

The general's interest was even greater, and the other party's judgment just coincided with the plan in the conference room just now, regardless of whether what this self-proclaimed scientist said was true or not, anyway, there were people in the scientific community who supported the theory that 'mutants are a threat'.

With the homeland threat, finances are inevitably tilted in favor of the military, and everyone in the Pentagon can live a good life.

Bolívar's face contorted, and he began to splatter his opinion in front of the general.

"It's these monsters that have disrupted our happy life! Let the people live in danger at all times! My family was a victim of the New York fires, and that was the mutant who did it! I saw with my own eyes a man on fire flying through the air, and in one building, only me, a dwarf child, survived! Since then, I have been working in the circus for a living and teaching myself all kinds of science for decades, just to get revenge! ”

"But we have enough troops and weapons to deal with mutants." The admiral flipped through the documents in his hand, the information here is very incomplete, it seems that the little man has left a hand, not the kind of stupid scientist.

Bolívar pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, flicked his hair, and stretched out his short fingers:

"That's for mutants who have been exposed, but what about those who haven't? They will mix in with the human race, and those filthy beasts will use their X genes to reproduce offspring with ordinary people, thus polluting our human genes and gradually assimilating us! According to my calculations, as long as the total number of mutants accounts for 12% of the total population of the planet, humanity will inevitably go extinct! ”

"This ......"

Now that this point of view has been put forward by geneticists, the admiral thinks about it and thinks about it carefully, this is chronic murder!

"That's all I have to say, General, look at my invention! It will be able to dig those mutant rats out of their burrows everywhere, hang them all under the street lamps, and live the earth for the sake of a pure world! ”

Bolívar foamed at the mouth with excitement and waved his limbs wildly, a sight that terrified many of the able-bodied people around him.

If a person does something that cannot be seen out of interests and benefits, everyone can often accept it, which is called darkness, and there is light and darkness in human society.

And such unscrupulous people for revenge or faith are called madness, and normal people tend to fear madmen because they are unpredictable.

The admiral pressed his shoulder and signaled him to calm down, after all, this is a corridor full of people: "Young man, I am going to attend a press conference now to make some responses to what happened yesterday. You go to my office and wait for me, and we'll talk about the details next, by the way, your robot is very good, does it have a name? ”

Bolívar wiped the foam from the corners of his mouth, smiled and bowed slightly, knowing how to make a statement: "Of course, General, it's called the 'Sentinel' robot, and it will be the loyal guardian of the United States." ”