"Snort!"

The solution of the cylinder was extracted, and the glass cover opened, revealing the human body within.

"We failed, out of a total of 32 targets, only three survived, and the rest all turned into ashes, not even the scum remained." Looking at the data in his hand, Dr. Zola said with a little regret.

"It's a high percentage to survive three." Schmidt's face was not much dejected. "We have the whole of Europe behind us, don't worry about people."

Dr. Zola swallowed his saliva quietly, "The instrument shows that the physical fitness of these three soldiers has been greatly improved, but their brains have been completely washed out, and they have become unconscious vegetative people. ”

"Then find a way to get them moving! Listen to me, Doctor, the purpose of your existence is to help me solve problems, not let me listen to you whining! Schmidt spoke in a low tone, glancing lightly at Dr. Zola.

"Whether it's hypnotic or not, or give them a separate set of programs, in short, they must be used, and there is not much time left for us!"

The movement on his face was a little bigger, and the artificial skin covering him tightened a little, and Schmidt rubbed his cheeks, "Dr. Zola, I think we seem to have fallen into a misunderstanding. Looking at the other 29 empty cylinders, Schmidt said thoughtfully.

"We should turn the hypercube into a weapon, and think about it, when the energy is adjusted to 200%, who else can block a random hit? If the energy is higher, can you destroy a city without a single soldier?! ”

Schmidt's eyes showed madness, and he patted Dr. Zola lightly on the shoulder, "A month, I hope to see results in a month." ”

"Yes!" Zora nodded stiffly.

"Report!" There was a sudden noise at the door, and a soldier hurried away after handing over a stack of papers to Schmidt.

Schmidt opened the file, and a raunchy old face met his eyes, "Dr. Erkins, I've finally found you." ”

"You found him?" Zola was slightly stunned.

Schmidt's face showed an unpredictable and strange smile, "A low-level member who had just joined Hydra was intercepted by an officer of the Strategic Science Reserve when he was trying to falsify an espionage case. ”

"In the process of tracking, he stumbled upon this official who was Professor Erkins!" Schmidt burst into laughter, "It's the gods' favor." He picked up a photograph and one of Mawson's faces flashed in the dark.

"I also found a small bug that was lucky not to die." Thinking of the identity of the other party's hypercube guardian, Schmidt's face was gloomy, he put the photo on the table, pointed to the side of Mawson's face and said to Dr. Zola: "Find someone to bring him back for me, I want to know how he survived!" ”

Dr. Zola pulled out a picture of Egins and asked softly, "What about him?" ”

"Kill it!" Schmidt said indifferently.

"After all, one is enough for God!" He thought to himself.

******

"I said Mawson, it's big enough here." Steve looked around and whispered to Mawson.

Although the Strategic Science Reserve is led by the United States, it is a special department jointly organized by an allied state, and the relationship within it is complicated. There is not only open and covert struggle between various political parties, but even mutual games between the allies.

Mo Sen took a closer look, and he found several young people in the group of recruits who were obviously not from ordinary families. It looks like it's either sent in to be gilded or expected to be chosen and become the first super soldier in history.

Several people were gathering together to gossip, and coldly heard a crisp female voice behind them.

"Recruits, stand up!"

A beautiful woman in military uniform walked over, the temperature at this time was not low, but she was meticulously dressed in a military uniform, and her figure was straight, especially the pair on her chest, swaying left and right, and the buttons were about to crack.

None other than Agent Carter.

"I'm Peggy Carter, I'm in charge of all things in this department, and in the next month, we're going to pick out ......"

"Hey, this is the girl you're going to introduce to me?" Steve whispered to Mawson.

Mawson nodded, "How about my vision, right?" ”

"But you didn't tell me she was our chief." Steve filled in the information in his hand, peeking at it from time to time.

"Why don't you like it? If you don't like me, you'll do it. Mawson quipped.

"Please, you've got the Kardashian."

"You know what I'm capable of." Mawson said with a pun.

"Oh, God......!" Steve's face was black, obviously unable to stand Mawson's way of talking.

After a period of adaptation, everyone is officially trained and tested.

With his strong physical fitness, Mawson quickly rose to prominence, and the only one who could match him was a GI named Hodge. However, this guy is obviously a bully, and he has bullied Steve a lot in the open, and if it weren't for Mawson's obstruction, Stedo's situation would have been even worse.

"One-two-one-two!"

"Run, you bunch of shit! I've only covered this distance for half an hour, and I'm ashamed of you! ”

At two o'clock in the afternoon, it was the hottest time of the day, but on the playground of the barracks, a group of soldiers were shouting slogans and running around the playground.

"Are you really sure?" In a pergola near the playground, an officer with a pale face and piercing eyes said thoughtfully to Professor Erkins. He was the titular head of the Strategic Scientific Reserve, Colonel Phillips.

"He's always been the best person in my mind." Professor Irkins nodded.

"But I'm more optimistic about Hodge, he's up to par in all his metrics, he's strong and agile, and he's a natural soldier." Phelps argued.

"But Mawson is not bad, the statistics are only a little worse than Hodge, and some of the statistics are much better. Plus, he's a true righteous man, look at what he did to that little guy named Steve. ”

"This is a truly compassionate fighter, and this is exactly what I need." Professor Edkins looked at Mawson with an appreciative look on his face and said slowly.

Colonel Phillips' face showed a hint of approval, but he was still a little unwilling, "But he is a Norwegian after all." ”

Professor Eirkins spread his hands, "Then I'm still a damn German." ”

"Okay!" Colonel Phillips looked helpless, "I hope your choice is right, do you know how much pressure we need to withstand when choosing a foreigner?!" ”

"Although the entire Strategic Science Reserve is made up of the elites of the Allied Powers, this super soldier program belongs to the United States after all, so it ......"

Professor Edkins patted Phillips on the shoulder, "History will prove that we made the right choice today!" ”

Mawson, who didn't know that Steve's fate had been completely rewritten, was running around with the army.