"Gaspar Hitwell?"

The name was a little unfamiliar, but it didn't take long for Belle to remember that it was the bald, level 7 agent in S.H.I.E.L.D., who was actually a hydra. In the movie, he was kicked down from the roof of the building by the Black Widow, and then grabbed by the Falcon from mid-air and brought back to the roof, so frightened that he directly dragged out of the Hydra's plan, and finally seemed to be dragged out of the car by the Winter Soldier, and then his life and death are unknown. Why did it suddenly pop up here again?

Belle was inattentive and showed affection that she clearly knew the name. She quickly rounded up, "Who is this?" ”

"A Hydra who used to be undercover in S.H.I.E.L.D." The captain said, "We were watching the video of Peter's suit that day, and I thought this man looked very familiar, and I didn't think that he was not dead, and he had grown hair because of the Desperate Virus. ”

What the hell is this, Belle didn't recognize it, the man in the suit who subdued McConville in the warehouse, chased Peter in the Hydra Mansion, and finally pierced Belle with sixteen desperate viruses! Can a hairstyle have such a magical face-changing effect? And that's not right, isn't it bald to get stronger?

"Anyway," the captain continued, "S.H.I.E.L.D. is working hard to track down the whereabouts of this group, and once the results are available, it's time for us to do it. ”

"Do what you mean, do it, do you just go in and kill them?" Belle asked.

"Does it mean anything else?" The captain took it for granted, "Finding the enemy and then killing them is what a well-trained warrior should do." ”

"I'm sorry, Captain," Belle said, standing up, in the most serious tone of her life, "I'm not a warrior, and if I had to classify myself, I'd rather position myself as a mage." I don't have the ability to charge into battle like you, so I can only solve it by my own means, I wonder if you can agree to let me try. ”

Hearing this, the captain glanced at Pepper in confusion, thinking that this didn't seem to be the person you said was crying secretly in your dream, and it seemed to have quite an idea.

……

Scott Air Force Base, Illinois, Headquarters of the U.S. Transportation Command.

A swaggering General Glenn McConville has recently suddenly started to be a man with his tail between his legs. Once upon a time, a hundred meters away from his office, people could hear him yelling and swearing. He has a very high military literacy, first-class coordination skills, and his record during his overseas service is also brilliant. His subordinates have long been accustomed to being called by him and bowing their eyebrows to him, anyway, the general is just in a bad temper, and he has done an impeccable job in other aspects.

But it's like having a person in the dormitory who snores every day and makes everyone can't sleep well, and after several years, everyone gets used to it, and suddenly one day this person doesn't snore, and everyone will feel more uncomfortable. Therefore, the general has suddenly quieted down recently, and his subordinates have not felt relieved, but have become more nervous, and they have all become cautious, for fear that if they are not careful and make any mistakes, they will usher in the first wave of violent outbreaks after the general's long silence.

On this day, the general with black eyes and a blue chin came early in the morning. He told his secretary to cancel all his schedules for the day, and then locked himself in his office.

He stood at the window, watching the planes rise and fall in the distance, thinking about what he could do to keep the position he once felt was no longer worthy of his own commander of the Transport Command.

"It seems that the general hasn't slept well lately."

"Who?"

McConville jerked back to find the culprit who had put him in the predicament he was in, the damned woman he cursed in his dreams every night, sitting in his office chair, feet resting haphazardly on the table, looking very relaxed.

He didn't ask like a fool how he got in, and he didn't try to call someone to arrest this criminal who dared to invade the U.S. headquarters. Ever since Alexander Pierce appeared in front of him a few years ago with the monster with a metal arm, McConville had learned that there were some people in the world who couldn't be guessed by common sense. What's more, he had already seen with his own eyes that what this woman could do was completely incomparable to Pierce's lackeys.

But he is still alive, which means that the other party has no intention of killing him. Then it must be......

"If you have any conditions, just say it, I don't have the capital to refuse anyway." McConville was generally speaking, but his left hand had touched his pistol as covertly as possible.

He wasn't a left-hander, but given that the Winter Soldier had confiscated his weapons last time, the general felt the need to keep an extra hand in case he needed it. So he practiced the technique of shooting with his left hand, and specially prepared a small-caliber pistol, just hoping to kill with one hit at a short distance.

"Really? Speaking of which, the body is not very honest. Belle said, juggling a pistol out of the air.

McConville's pupils dilated instantly, and that was his own gun! He didn't care about hiding, and reached directly into his pocket, but touched it......

"Ahh

The general howled, pulling his hand out and shaking it hard, and a black, shiny, oily rat was biting his finger tightly with its tiny front teeth.

He slammed the rat against the wall, pulled out the mouse's front teeth in pain, and squeezed the blood out of his fingertips with all his might, while staring at Belle in anger, and just as he wanted to scold, he saw Belle raising his gun at himself.

"Don't you want to hear what I'm here for?" Belle smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, if I wanted to kill you, you would have died a long time ago." ”

After Belle finished speaking, she threw the gun out, and the gun shattered into a pile of parts in the air and fell to the ground in a sparse manner.

"Family life is quite happy, isn't it?" Belle pointed to a family photo on the General's desk on tiptoe, "What's their name?" Mrs. McConville, Laura, seems to be a lawyer? She said as she watched as the blood on McConville's face receded, turning from the color of a pork liver that had turned red to a pale, "Lily, she's about to go to college, Kevin, you're so young, you're only 11 years old." ”

"Do you S.H.I.E.L.D. people play the same trick as Hydra?" McConville almost squeezed the phrase out of his teeth.

"What S.H.I.E.L.D.? What hydra? Belle smiled a little more presumptuously, "I've never heard of it." ”

"What the hell do you want! As long as you don't hurt them, whatever you want, I can promise you. The general whispered, as if he had lost his temper.

"Then you don't need to ask, of course it's hurting them." Belle said, "Anyway, you're not afraid of death, and if you want to make you pay, you can only start with them, right?" You might as well open the safe in the wall over there and take a look. ”

Even General McConville, who was iron-clad, would inevitably be weak now. In the face of such an unreasonable enemy, the best thing to do is to do as she says, and at least delay a little time, in case there is rescue.

His hands were shaking so badly that it took him a long time to open the safe. But when he saw what was inside, his hands suddenly stopped shaking, and there was no need to tremble.

Inside the safe are the wedding ring that Laura has been wearing, the custom necklace that Lily gave him on her birthday, and Kevin's favorite Buzz Lightyear doll with his name written on it. He understands that everything is already under the control of the other party, and he no longer has any room to resist.

"Look at it again." Belle said, turning the computer monitor on the desk in McConville's direction.

He turned his head to the screen to see a man wearing a red leotard and a face mask. The man seemed to be babbling something, but Belle muted so he didn't hear anything.

It was not only Deadpool's gibberish that was silenced, but also the frightened screams of the kidnapped general's wife and children.

Belle took out her mobile phone and shook it at the general, so that he could see the words "hands-on" written on it, and pressed the send button. It wasn't long before Deadpool received the message, and the ugly face under the mask leaked a crazy twisted grin, cleanly slashed off the heads of the two children, and then pierced Mrs. McConville's heart in the midst of her desperate screams.

He, Glenn McConville, had already experienced what it meant to be on the battlefield. When he felt that he had lost all hope, years of training and the iron blood of a soldier could help him make a firm choice, give up his life, and go all out.

He lunged in Belle's direction, not knowing what to do next, his only thought was to die with this demonic woman. But he couldn't get in front of Belle at all, and a pitch-black stake burst out of the ground and stabbed McConville through the rising one.

"Ahh

……

"Glenn, Glenn, honey, what's wrong with you?"

McConville opened his eyes to find his wife, Laura, sitting next to him, looking at him with a panicked expression.

He sat up in horror and found that he was all right, just covered in a cold sweat, wet his pajamas, and even soaked his sheets.

"Lily, Kevin!"

He called out the names of his children and hurried to their bedrooms, until he saw that his son and daughter were asleep, safe and sound, unharmed, and finally relieved.

He went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. Laura rushed over too, she had never seen Glenn nervous like this.

"Are you having nightmares? Honey"

"yes, it looks like I'm getting old." He said with a wry smile.

"You're just too tired." Laura said thoughtfully, "I'll have a drink with you, and then go back to sleep." ”

McConville turned and walked to the wine cabinet and took a bottle of whiskey, and just as he was opening the cupboard to get two more glasses, suddenly his hand loosened, and the bottle fell to the ground and shattered, and he himself fell to the ground, trembling, unable to get up.

"What's going on?" Laura hurriedly ran over to help Glenn up, but saw that there were no cups in the cupboard at all, only a ring, a necklace, and a Buzz Lightyear.

"Why is my ring here?" Laura looked at her left hand and saw that the ring was really missing. She pulled out a red mask that she had never seen before, also in the cupboard, "Is this Kevin's new toy?" ”

The general did not speak, but hugged his wife and spelled with his fingers on her back:

"After dawn, take the children and leave."

……

For all high-ranking people like McConville, who have official or military backgrounds, Hydra has installed secret eavesdropping devices in every home without exception. In order to turn their families into hostages of Hydra. This trick is shameless, but it really works. In fact, this kind of thing, S.H.I.E.L.D. has done no less. S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra are two sides of the same coin, and the reason why Hydra people can penetrate S.H.I.E.L.D. crazy has a lot to do with their very similar styles of acting and thinking. It's just that the person at the helm of S.H.I.E.L.D. is Nick Fury, which makes this surveillance look more like a protective effect.

In fact, from the perspective of eavesdropping, there is nothing remarkable in the conversation between the general's husband and wife, but in view of the recent events, Hydra's surveillance of him has been raised to the highest level, and even the general and his family have people following him all the time, and this nightmare of getting up in the middle of the night is naturally recorded.

Belle sat in the General's house, relying on her miraculous stealth ability, and no one noticed her from beginning to end. She saw Mrs. McConville driving out with her two children, as she did every morning when she sent them to school, and kissed the general goodbye warmly. In order to avoid arousing suspicion, the general himself was still business as usual, but he was ready to go to the Pentagon in Arlington County, Virginia, in the name of a business trip, where he thought he would be safest in the best place.

She sent a message to Captain America: "All the best. ”