It's a big deal, and the Avengers have to know about it. That was Belle's first thought.

She didn't have any intention of becoming a hero, and she came to investigate because she was worried about Peter's safety, and wanted to know more about the situation to better help Peter get out of trouble. Who would have thought that the mastermind behind the scenes was actually Hydra, which was not something that Belle and Peter could deal with.

"Wanda, I heard them say Hydra, do you know what that means?"

Belle had been passing the news to Wanda through a psychic link, including the military ghost, General McConville, who was planning to send someone to the prison to eliminate the bank robbers. But about the Hydra, you can't talk nonsense. Belle is a student, a model, and shouldn't know about Hydra. Anyway, as long as Wanda is told this word, the Avengers will naturally understand that the matter involving Hydra will not be a trivial matter.

Hearing Belle say Hydra, Wanda immediately realizes the seriousness of the matter.

"Come out of here, don't let them find you. From now on, it's none of your business. ”

"It had nothing to do with me, I just wanted to help Peter. Have you found out where he is? ”

In fact, I found it a long time ago. Wanda sent Peter's number to Vision, and with the latter's ability to defy the sky, tracking a mobile phone number can be said to be a piece of cake. It's just that the location of the phone has been moving before, and Wanda is also worried that frequent communication with Belle will affect her ability to use her and bring danger to her, so she didn't say anything. Now Belle asked, and Wanda quickly gave her a list of addresses.

"Fack!" Hearing this address, Belle couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

The man in the suit happened to talk to General McConville about testing the satellite connection device tonight, saying that the experiment went well, and he was going to take the general to their laboratory to see the latest progress. They are planning the safest route to the lab on an electronic map. On the map, the location of the lab is clearly marked by a red Hydra sign, and that location is where Peter was just told by Wanda.

"Wanda, that place, is Hydra's lab, and McConville and the Hydra men are about to leave there."

……

Peter got under the car and felt like he was on the most exciting adventure of his life.

Wearing the spider suit tailored for him by his idol Iron Man, helping the Avengers track down the whereabouts of alien weapons, sneaking into the enemy's lair under the car, it feels like watching the New York Mets beat the Yankees to win the championship. If it weren't for the poor light under the car, he really wanted to record a video, and he had a name in mind, which was called "All in One!" Spider-Man goes behind enemy lines to accomplish amazing feats! 》。

The car drove for more than half an hour and finally stopped in a place that resembled an underground parking lot. In fact, this place is really an underground parking lot, but there are more than a dozen people with alien weapons...... Security guard.

Detection and defense are more important for security than offensive capabilities. It's a pity that although this group of security guards is equipped with high-tech alien firearms, their detection level is not much better than that of the uncle downstairs in the dormitory. At least none of them wanted to check the bottom of the car, which gave Spider-Man a good chance to get through the hurdle without any danger.

Hydra also had to make this decision. The decision-making level was almost completely wiped out, the high-end combat power was lost, and all the most loyal supporters were killed. All that remains is a few remaining mid-level members, with a handful of trustworthy combatants, plus gangsters, robbers, hooligans, and even street thugs recruited from all over the place.

Fortunately, relying on the Desperate Virus, a handful of Hydra faithfuls have been amazingly enhanced. It was with this force that, after severely punishing a few up-and-coming birds who were causing trouble, they barely managed to control this rabble. But to train them into a professional and reliable army, the likelihood is probably lower than Iron Man and Captain America marrying, and then finding Red Skull and Manchurian to be the best man.

The security guards failed to spot Spider-Man, and they removed the contents of the car and left. It wasn't until a keen spider sense confirmed that the parking lot was empty, and Peter left the car.

He poked his head out carefully, and the super spider suit immediately helped him scan the surrounding environment, find the location of the surveillance camera, and very thoughtfully plan a reasonable route to avoid the camera's monitoring range.

Peter was secretly refreshed in his heart, this suit was worthy of being made by Iron Man himself, it was too good*. If he knew that this was just a beta version with most of the features hidden, he might have been excited. It's just that right now, the newbie's trial version of the spider suit is enough for him to cope with the situation in front of him. I saw him crawling hand and foot on the ground, leaving the ground and hanging upside down on the roof. The roof also happens to be the blind spot of all cameras, after all, these things are only used to protect against regular intruders. And Spider-Man, for the current Hydra, can be called unguardable.

He exited the underground parking lot along the ventilation duct and slowly climbed up. It took almost a century to find a laboratory that looked like that.

By the standards of the laboratory, it is spacious, bright and high-end. A bulky medical MRI occupies a tenth of the room, separated from the rest of the room by a large glass panel. Directly to the left of the glass wall, leaning against the wall alone, were ten metal coffins lined up, with a jumble of conduits attached to a strange instrument that Peter couldn't name. The device was connected to a display screen that covered the entire wall, and what was displayed on it, if it was a vital sign, would be completely out of the realm of life on Earth.

Peter didn't miss a refrigerated cabinet in the corner. Through the transparent glass door, he saw about thirty brown potions, all in clear syringes, without labels, showing a self-evident sense of importance and superiority. Peter wanted to steal one and take it with him, but he was afraid that he would expose himself, so he secretly wrote down the route and planned to come back when he was leaving.

From about this place, the upper floors are all important departments, so in the subsequent exploration, Peter has discovered a lot of unclear things one after another. Including at least fifty guns, the shape is simple and sleek, and the color scheme follows the trend, probably an upgraded version of the weapon used by the bank robbers that day. A few jet skis that take the route of the heavy metal, but they are certainly not water vehicles, but individual aerial vehicles with great agility and mobility.

The most conspicuous of these is a two-meter-tall metal snake head. This snake head is so realistic, at first glance, Peter thought it was a basilisk running out of the secret room, and the big boss of this place was the heir of Slytherin.

This was clearly not a basilisk, as Peter was neither dead nor petrified after making eye contact with it. In fact, he was jumping around, and he took out his mobile phone, and found a suitable angle in the narrow ventilation duct, and took a selfie with the snake's head as the background.

With a corny scissorhands and a frowning smile, Peter pressed the shutter.

"Damn, forgot to turn off the flash." Peter cursed.

The intense white light was fleeting, but it was enough to alert the staff in the laboratory. With a frightened "Who's there!" Sirens rang out frantically throughout the building.

In the central control room, the Hydra agent in charge of security immediately took action, and after a few orders, the area of Peter's laboratory has been completely blocked, and four heavily armed teams have also assembled at full speed to rush to the location where the intruder was found.

"Who the hell is it? Avenger? Or S.H.I.E.L.D.? A strong man wearing a black full-coverage steel helmet, hydraulic-assisted power gloves, black clothes, and a white X-cross pattern printed on his chest hurried to the laboratory, and contacted the person in charge of viewing the surveillance video through the headset.

"Report to the captain, it's not clear, it seems that there is only one person on the other side, crawling into the building along the ventilation duct."

"A group of waste, knowing that the ventilation duct is a blind spot for monitoring, didn't take some precautions!" The strong man roared.

"The inside of our ventilation ducts has been specially treated, and they are so smooth that they can't climb at all." There was a few quibbles in the monitoring room.

The strong man spat and asked, "Then how did this man get in?" Did you fly in? ”

"There is no trace in the surveillance footage. The reason why I was able to spot him was that he used a flash to take pictures. ”

……

The strong man didn't reply for a long time, probably because he couldn't help but throw away the headphones for a while after listening to this nonsense.

"Don't be impulsive, Rumlow," said one of the men behind the strong man, "to be able to sneak in quietly means that this person has two tricks, and he can't be careless if he is a newly trained master of S.H.I.E.L.D." ”

Hearing this, Rumlow felt like his lungs were about to explode. Since the failure of the Tianyan Project and the complete exposure of Hydra, many loyal and powerful Hydra agents have been killed, and now the rest are all brain-dead. These people engaged in security and security and made loopholes, engaged in weapon development and caused fire in three days, exploded in five days, went out on a mission and were arrested before they left New York, and even a group of fools went to rob banks with weapons used for testing. Thinking that Hydra, who could play with both the Nazis and S.H.I.E.L.D. in the palm of his hand, now fell into this step, Rumlow's heart burned even more angrily.

He glanced back at the person who had just spoken to him, ready to teach this rookie a lesson, but found that this person was really not a newcomer who had been recruited recently, but actually a low-level small leader who had been in charge of intelligence gathering and processing.

"It's all such people, how can Hydra beat S.H.I.E.L.D." Rumlow sighed in his heart.

He looked at that face, this little boss didn't look handsome and chic, and he could be said to be reasonable. But his stupid remarks and timid look had already made an extremely bad impression on Rumlow. He felt that the hatred of this face had far surpassed that of the American GI who wore a fancy leotard and went around against him, the kind of person who could get angry at Rumlow for a second more than a second wanted to destroy his eyes.

So, he threw a punch and hit the opponent in the chest. The strength of the punch and the amplification of the auxiliary trap directly pierced the chest of the unlucky ghost.

He pulled out his arm, shook off the blood, and looked viciously at the rest of the group.

"There won't be idiots in S.H.I.E.L.D. who forget to turn off the flash when taking pictures." Rumlow said, his voice getting louder, "This intruder is an idiot, a fool who thinks he has two brushes and wants to go to heaven. Kill him, or I'll kill you!" ”