As a result of the processing, a thin layer of ice condensed on Dr. Killian's body, and two soldiers came over to take Jerrick's job, pouring warm water on Killian's body while grinding the ice with a characteristic carving knife.

Feeling that it was almost enough, one of the soldiers on the kneeling stood up, took the metal barrel filled with silver tin liquid from a researcher, and dipped a small brush into the liquid in the barrel, brushing the ice sculpture little by little.

The characteristic dye solidifies quickly, and the color of the condensed color changes from silver tin to dark white, which looks no different from gypsum.

Looking at it from Jerrick's eyes, Dr. Killian, after the camouflage work is completed, is no different from the plaster sculptures commonly used in art schools, and because of the trimming of the ice, the sculpture has the appearance of the most common "David".

Now it's just to put it in front of General Ross and tell him that it's Dr. Killian, I'm afraid he won't believe it, but will think it's a deception to himself.

"I'm leaving, Mars. ”

Watching the two soldiers put the sculpture of "David" into a metal cabinet and fill the open space with soft lining, Jerek nodded in satisfaction and turned to Mars, who was still indignant and didn't know what to mumble.

"You want me to send you?"

Mars stopped his chatter and looked up at Jerick, his face full of mockery.

"Guns!"

He pointed to the freezer gun that Mars was holding in his hand, and that was why Jerek had the patience to talk to the crazy guy before leaving.

"What do you mean?"

Thomas stared at Jerrick intently, his face cold.

"The command from above is to bring the freezer gun back, so, give it to me!"

Jerrick knew that Mars's mood was a little anxious because of the finishing touches, but this was indeed an instruction from above, so there was no room for rebuttal between words.

"It's disposable, and it's useless this time after use!"

Mars stood up from his chair, his voice high, his hands waving subconsciously, looking very excited.

"You calm ......"

"It's useless!"

Before Jerrick's advice could be finished, Mars interrupted him, and he looked at the other party who had asked him for a gun, and repeated his answer again, looking stubborn.

"This is the command from above......"

"It's useless!"

Another stubborn interruption made Jerek wonder if the other party was insane.

"Let me bring it back!"

Mars's vexatious fuss made Jerek extremely impatient, and he didn't explain the research value of the "Cryo Gun" to the other party, but replied with an arrogant attitude.

"Did they ask you to take me back?"

Calm inquiry, without the slightest sense of urgency for the drowning man to grasp the life-saving straw.

Such a strange attitude made Jerrick's heart chill, he adjusted his attitude, and said in a calm tone: "I am not in charge of related matters, so I can't answer you about this matter." ”

"You have to be ordered to bring back a useless gun, and I, a Ph.D. in physics from the University of Toronto, have to stay here and die?"

"Mars, you ......"

Jerrick wanted to say something, but Mars didn't pay any attention to him, and said to himself, so that the words of relief in his stomach were blocked in his throat.

"I like money, yes, otherwise I wouldn't have secretly joined the damn Hydra as a researcher in a special military agency. ”

"Thomas—"

"Come on, Jereck, like me, you don't even know where the base door opens, so don't pretend to be a fanatic. ”

The experimental teams were all Hydra people, but their level of loyalty to the organization varied.

Thomas and Jerek are both pure researchers, and both joined Hydra, or Baron Straker, halfway through.

Although he agrees with Hydra, he can't talk about loyalty, at least when he dies, he won't say anything like "cut off one, grow two", and he won't shout "Hydra".

"You ......"

Jerrick was choked by Thomas for a long time without speaking, and seeing that the others were still ignoring their own business, he put his mind at ease and said angrily: "What do you want to say?"

"I have my own research team, and even General Ross can't force me to do things I don't want to do, such as giving a hand to a male peacock who is doing biological research!"

"Why am I here, why am I helping that guy with a chin on the top of his brain to do a 'desperation virus tissue alienation experiment under gamma rays'?"

"Yes, General Ross's request, but if there is no compulsion from the organization, I will come and attack him?"

"The last person I was asked to do was Dr. Bruce Banner, who was doing the 'Hulk is born' experiment!"

"He's better than Dr. Bellner?"

"The kind of potion serum he researched that is no different from poison is comparable to the finished product that can give birth to the Hulk?"

"Hulk was an accident, not even Bruce Banner could have replicated that success!"

Instead of following Thomas's words, Jerrick angrily retorted.

Unlike Thomas, who came from a physics background, Jerrick is a Ph.D. in biology.

Although Killian did not allow him to participate in the core experiment, he did play an irreplaceable role in the research.

In other words, the "Super Soldier Serum" developed by Killian also embodies his hard work, and of course there is no room for Thomas's slander.

"The organization asked me to come and give him a hand, and I endured it!"

Instead of arguing with Jerek, Thomas shifted the subject back to himself: "He didn't like me everywhere because I worked with Dr. Banner, and I put up with it. ”

"Not only did I endure it, but I humbled myself as a servant he had paid for, and endured disgusting praise and belittlement of Dr. Banner. ”

"Why?"

"Franklin, of course, afraid of the threat of Hydra and obedience to orders?"

"But no matter what, I did what the organization asked me to do. ”

"But what about the result?"

Thomas looked around as others were methodically packing up the lab's records and research facilities, and then bringing new ones to be placed here.

The laboratory here is changing from a place where "super soldier serums" are researched to "energy weapons" at a speed that is visible to the naked eye, and there is no sense of disobedience.

"I've become the head of a non-existent research group," Thomas said, gesturing around and laughing to himself, "a poor substitute!"

"Because of the technical value, even the frozen gun that is no longer useful is asked to be brought back, but I, a doctor of physics with rich research experience, was abandoned here and waiting to die!"

"Why?"

"Isn't it because I'm hated by that damn male peacock that the organization is afraid of seeing me and causing him to resent me?"

"That's not the case," Seeing that Thomas was getting more and more excited, Jerek, who didn't want to get involved, hurriedly said comfortingly: "You are one of the best physicists under General Ross, and you are the leader of the 'Energy Weapon Research Group' so that people will not be suspicious, this is actually ......."

The more he talked, the more he felt that something was wrong, and it was only then that Thomas, who had been staring at him, sneered and asked, "Shouldn't I feel honored?"

"When I gave Killian a hand and let him scold, how could no one remember that I was one of the best physicists under General Ross?"

"Remembered when you need to replace the dead ghost?"

"Thomas, it has nothing to do with me, I ......"

"I know," Thomas nodded his approval of Jerek's words, but before the other could put his heart down, he said another answer in a flat tone: "But I'm not reconciled!"

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