On the tablet is a video of the Battle of New York, with Thor standing on top of the Stark Building, scepter in hand, piercing the pure energy barrier of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube.

"I still don't understand, Cooper, what do you want me to see?" Smith asked.

"Smith, are you a pig's brain? Look here, look closely. Cooper pointed to the Cosmic Cube in the picture: "There is a connection between the Cosmic Cube and the Scepter, haven't you noticed?" ”

"Hmm, okay, so what, what do you want to say?" Smith still didn't quite understand.

Cooper pointed to the scepter on the table, excited: "There is a close relationship between the two, although it is not obvious through the data, but the huge energy return generated by this collision may be the door to a new world." ”

"yes, that sounds exciting." Having said that, there was no joy at all from Smith's tone.

"Of course." Cooper grinned, his eyes fixed on the scepter, "Dr. Servig's research is just scratching the surface, and there's a lot to discover behind this energy." Oh my God, if I knew they asked me to study this, I wouldn't have waited for half a day to come. ”

Smith didn't show any joy on his face, and complained, "yes, I'm not like a top scientist like you, Cooper. At this time, I should have been out on the field and enjoying the sunshine, instead of staying in this dreary laboratory. ”

"Then why don't you go?" Dr. Cooper asked rhetorically, looking displeased.

"Do you think I don't want to go?" Smith put down the tablet in his hand angrily: "A few days ago, Patton came with a group of mercenaries to attack the Helicarrier, but was intercepted by the Avengers, and I was in charge of watching the defeated mercenaries. (See Chapter 92)

"So what, ran away?" Dr. Cooper snorted coldly, his eyes showing disdain: "Let the prisoners go, that is indeed your responsibility." ”

"No, you don't understand." Smith shook his head and stared at Cooper: "After the wormhole in New York opened, Thor returned to the Helicarrier, and Dr. Bruce Banner didn't know what stimulated him, and turned into the Hulk and began to destroy the mothership like crazy. ”

After all, Mark? Detective Smith pointed to the scar on his forehead seven or eight centimeters: "See this scar, I was knocked unconscious by a falling aluminum alloy bar, and when I woke up, those guys were all gone, how wronged do you say I am?" ”

This escape was a novelty, and Dr. Cooper shrugged, "That's just your bad luck." ”

"yes, that's why I was sent here by Hill, do you think I want to come?"

The S.H.I.E.L.D. guard at the door had a light in his eyes after overhearing the conversation in the lab.

Two days later.

Mark? Smith finished his tedious assistant work and spent a while sandbags in the training room of the mothership.

After venting, he packed his bags and prepared to return to the dormitory.

As he passed by the hangar, he was stopped and said, "Hey, Agent Smith. ”

Smith turned around, and two men wearing S.H.I.E.L.D. uniforms appeared behind the plane.

One of them he had seen was the guard who stood guard at the door of the laboratory every day.

There is also a very strange person, with an eye lens in his right eye, and he looks a little older.

"What's the matter?" The agent's vigilant habit made Smith subconsciously touch his waist, even though there was no gun now.

"I've heard that you have some doubts about the way S.H.I.E.L.D. is currently operating."

"H, no." Smith's face was bitter, he estimated that he secretly complained that he was heard, and hurriedly defended: "I don't know what you heard, but I don't ......"

The man with the monocular lens interrupted Smith, "Please don't get me wrong, Agent Smith, after reading your psychological evaluation, I see that you and our goals are similar. ”

"Target?" Smith frowned.

"Yes, we'd all like to see S.H.I.E.L.D.'s power decentralized, which would be more efficient. However, some people make such attempts in vain, and I think you know what I mean. ”

"So?" Perhaps it was two days in a dreary laboratory that made Smith feel like his logical thinking had become ossified, and he still hadn't figured out what the other party was looking for him.

"As I said earlier, the opportunity to let us decide our own destiny is coming. But until then, I'll offer you an opportunity to work under me. In an organization that provides a better future for all of humanity, I believe you know who you owe allegiance. ”

Smith hesitated: "You are?" ”

The man with the monoscopic lens held out his hand in a friendly manner: "You can call me, Baron Straker." ”

The guard on the side said, "After the baron learned about your situation, he made a special trip to see you. (See Chapter 03)

"You...... I...... I don't know what to say. Smith rubbed his temples, and he felt a little messed up in his mind: "Let me think again." ”

"Of course, take it easy and take a deep breath." Baron Straker is familiar with brainwashing, especially for those who share the same ambition and are dissatisfied with S.H.I.E.L.D.: "You want to know whether you want to stay in a dull laboratory for the rest of your life, or if you want to open up new horizons with us and control your own destiny." ”

After a moment, Smith looked up, "How do I join?" ”

"It's simple." Baron Straker smiled slightly: "We need to vote." ”

"Vote?" Smith was stunned.

"That's right." Baron Straker shoved a pistol into Agent Smith's hand: "I think you should know what it is." ”

Smith bit his lip as if he was making a last-ditch struggle.

The guard walked up to his side and whispered something in his ear.

……

More than ten minutes later, Mark put on his combat uniform again? Agent Smith came to the door of the lab.

The laboratory where the scepter is kept, only Smith and Dr. Cooper's cards have access.

Of course, the current acting director of S.H.I.E.L.D., Maria? Hill has a card and is able to open doors.

If the door is broken by force, an alarm will be triggered, causing all guards on the mothership to search and intercept it.

The lab is located at the heart of the Helicarrier, and it is almost impossible to escape with the scepter when the alarm is triggered.

Seemingly perfect defenses are often the easiest to attack from within.

So the Hydra personnel lurking in S.H.I.E.L.D. caught the attention of Agent Smith.

After verifying the retina and swiping the ID card, the door to the laboratory opened.

It's time off work, but Dr. Cooper is still busy in the lab.

Hearing the door open, he thought it was Smith coming back, put down the instrument in his hand and turned back: "Hey, Smith......"

He was greeted by three bullets.

Looking at Dr. Cooper lying in a pool of blood, Agent Smith felt a wave of disgust: "Long live Hydra!" ”

After shooting Dr. Cooper, Smith and the guards take the scepter out of the lab.

Along the way, Smith didn't see any patrol officers, and he couldn't help but be a little puzzled, and a string in his heart tightened.

He and the guards made their way through several passages before finally reaching the tarmac.

Suddenly, Smith saw a patrol guard with guns approaching, and hurriedly pulled the guard towards the back of the plane, reminding, "Be careful! ”

"Huh." The guard grinned, pushed Smith's hand away, and took the initiative to walk out and wave hello to the patrol guard.

After the patrol guard left, the guard showed a smug smile: "Don't worry, man, it's all our people here." ”

Both?

Hearing the word, Smith was shocked.

Does the fact that so many people are willing to join Hydra mean that they are on the right path?

Carrying a box containing a scepter, the two got on the plane.

The journey was very smooth, and both the patrol officers and the security personnel checking the aircraft were easily released.

This gave Smith the illusion that the Helicarrier was not a S.H.I.E.L.D. division, but a Hydra division.

"Wait, man. When 'that plan' is completed, we will be able to re-enter the stage of history." With great admiration in their eyes, the guards shouted inside the plane: "Long live Hydra!" ”

"Long live Hydra." Smith shouted.

This sentence seems to have a magical power, which makes his emotions no longer so tense.

He looked at the guard and asked, "What plan were you talking about?" ”

The guard touched the back of his head and said with a smile: "My level is not enough, I don't know the specific content." I just heard the Baron mention it, it seems to be called the Insight Project. Alright, man, don't worry about that, the big guys won't let us down. ”

"Yes." Smith nodded, his confidence in the Hydra Organization grew stronger after what he had seen and heard throughout the day.

After the plane moved for a while, Smith yawned and asked, "Friend, where are we flying here?" ”

"Sokovia, a small country, we have a base there." The guard licked his lips and smiled inexplicably: "Do you want to be happy, I'll take you for a walk when it's over." ”

"No need." Smith understood the meaning and waved his hand in decline.

I don't know how long it took, but the plane landed steadily in Sokovia, and the two men walked towards the fortress with their scepters in their hands.

Baron Straker got off the plane and nodded satisfactorily in the direction the two were leaving.

He tilted his head and asked, "Dr. Liszt, the scepter is in hand, how long will it take you to start working?" ”

"Right now, Mr. Straker." Dr. Liszt, dressed in a white research coat, rubbed his hands expectantly: "But before we get to work, there's something I want you to see." ”

"Oh?" Baron Straker was interested, what was worthy of such attention from the other party.

Dr. Liszt made a gesture of please, and led Baron Straker to one of the underground research chambers.

Through the glass, Straker lifted his glasses, stared at the broken mecha inside, and raised his eyebrows: "Iron Man? ”

"That's right, the meteorite landed the day before yesterday, and this was discovered by the soldiers when they went to investigate." Dr. Liszt pondered his words: "After testing, the mecha is indeed the Mark series developed by Stark, and it should be the latest. Don't look at the tattered now, as long as you successfully find out the relevant parameter data of the mecha, you can produce an army of steel! ”

"With Project Insight in place, we need this Iron Legion very much." The appearance of the mecha was even more joyful for Baron Straker: "Take a break for a while, the matter of the scepter matters." ”

"Yes." Dr. Liszt raised his fist and responded, "Long live Hedra!" ” end