On the rooftops of high-rise buildings, the cold wind is cold, and the noisy fireworks below do not affect the silent atmosphere of the place in the slightest.

At the steel railing on the edge of the rooftop, a black teenager in a wheelchair with a white bandage shivered and clutched a piece of torn suit cloth, staring at the noisy city night scene with distracted eyes, his thin lips opening and closing up and down, like uncontrolled clockwork.

If you look closely, you can see from the bandage man's scattered and fluttering pupils that countless fine blood threads are coiled and twisted like slender snakes, like evil ghosts, which is extremely terrifying.

The penguin, who was standing not far away, casually poked the scraps of cement on the ground with the tip of his umbrella, looked up at Baron Straker and asked, "With all due respect, are you mutants really useful?" I didn't come out at night to blow the cold wind on the rooftop! ”

"You know, Mr. Copote, that catfish of the class Radial-Fin live in turbid, still water and sense food by the 170,000 taste buds near the upper and lower jaw beards, compared to humans with only 10,000 taste buds of 10,000 taste buds?"

Baron Straker pinched the angular chin of the Germanic people and said indifferently: "The miracles created by natural evolution are amazing, and the mutants created by genetic mutations have magical talents given by God.

For this scout, he was able to pinpoint the murderous criminal in the vast sea of people in a retrospective way through the blood-stained placket removed from the corpse of the Sapa family. ”

The penguin man narrowed his eyes, his mind turned quickly, and he said slowly: "It sounds like you have raised a lot of mutants in secret, it is estimated that not only the mutant children who have been collected and kidnapped from all over the world, but also some forbidden mutant transformation experiments, if you let the mutant forces know that you are doing this....."

"It's none of your business, Mr. Copote," Baron Straker said, resting his hand on the cold, rusty iron railing, and said indifferently without looking back, "and you asked us for help, and Hydra promised to support it for the purpose of helping the allies, and that was enough." ”

The penguin man sank his face, his eyes were gloomy and vicious, and he snorted coldly and said, "The support I need is only to search for the location of the murderer, not a Hydra army that suddenly appeared." ”

He stretched out his pale fingers, which were as short and thick as the head of a small radish, and pointed at the forty elite soldiers of special operations standing silently on the edge of the rooftop.

These Hydra soldiers stood in four rows, each wearing an LBV tactical vest, wearing three layers of black and inky high-strength fiber woven bulletproof armor at the joints of their limbs, and the surface of the armor was also coated with a PVD titanium coating layer, which can effectively prevent scratches left by knives and axes;

In addition, each soldier has an integrated pig-nosed gas mask under his FAST Kevlar tactical helmet, and a radio communication headset is hung on the left side of the helmet through the NVG pylons card slot,

The helmet is equipped with the AN/PVS-21 model night vision device produced by Sensor Technology Systems in the United States, which is the top binocular night vision device on the market, equipped with dual IR lights and variable zoom telescopes, and can be connected to the HUD display of the SCAR rifle sight in the soldier's hand, with gyroscope and electronic map reality functions.

Secondly, the soldiers were wearing an Mk3a2 offensive grenade, an M8 smoke grenade, an M7290 flashbang grenade, a Sieg-Saul 9mm pistol, and an M9 multi-purpose bayonet with a handle on the outside of the gaiters of the tactical boots.

These unclear tactical equipment sound extremely lofty, but in fact they are all commercially available with green dollars, and no organization can trace the interest groups behind them through the equipment itself.

Even if they are captured, these soldiers who have been trained in torture will never reveal their origins.

In short, it's a special operations squad of forty elite soldiers armed to the teeth, capable of rapid armed infiltration with logistical precision, and carrying out kidnapping, assassination, and rescue missions with scalpel-like precision.

Fierce, efficient, costly, and potentially profitable, such an armed force quietly appeared in the middle of Gotham City, which means that Hydra can target a certain person or organization at any time if it wants to.

The penguin man pushed the monocle on the bridge of his nose, resisted the rising anger, and said angrily, "Tell me Lord Straker, how long have you been in Gotham?" Even I, before I got to the rooftop, didn't know anything about these soldiers who suddenly appeared. ”

"Ha, Mr. Copote, you shouldn't have asked how long we've been in Gotham," Baron Straker said calmly, as if he were talking about tonight's fireworks, "you should have asked how long we've been on the West Coast."

The Hydra organization has its own strongholds in most cities, and it happens to be in an emergency, and what stands in front of you at this moment is only a hastily assembled sporadic force, but it is enough to deal with a murderer. ”

Straker naturally didn't say anything, and the penguin people didn't need to be reminded at all, Hydra must have a back hand in addition to such a special tactical team on the surface, maybe at this moment, there are seven or eight well-trained snipers squatting on the commanding heights of other high-rise buildings, holding sniper rifles and looking down.

Moreover, Hydra can come up with mutants who specialize in reconnaissance, and who knows if they will still plant a few fire-breathing combat specialized mutant soldiers in some dark corner....

The penguin man poked the rooftop floor with the tip of his umbrella and said to Straker indifferently, "This is Gotham, Gotham of Gotham." I can tolerate Batman's infestation, but I will never let outsiders' boots set foot here.

I'm just asking you to help me find out where the murderer is, and as for these soldiers, where to fight and where to fight. ”

"Please be uneasy, Mr. Copote." Baron Straker said without humility or arrogance: "You and I both know very well that judging from the autopsy results of the Sapa family guard, the murderer who caused the massacre used only a dagger, a one-handed axe and a small pistol to slaughter dozens of gangsters, and even destroyed a helicopter gunship. ”

The penguin man was silent, this is reality, not a tough guy movie starring Jason Statham and Sylvester Stallone,

Besides, even a Hollywood blockbuster would not dare to put the story of a person alone in Longtan and a bloody dawn on the big screen - not many viewers can muster the courage to face the spectacular corpse party at the murder scene, and even the Gotham detectives have two who vomit because of the bloody choking of the brain.

No one dared to say that the murderer would not continue to commit murder, and since he had single-handedly and easily killed all of a gangster family, no one in the Gotham gang was safe, not even the Penguins themselves.

Straker looked at the silent penguin man and said slowly: "What's more, according to the confessions of the women and children of the Sapa family, the raincoat murderer with the strange mask also confronted Batman for a while, and since then, there has been no news of Batman in the whole Gotham.

If it is the murderer who killed Batman, the guardian of Gotham, then you who are isolated and trembling have no reason to resist Hydra's help. ”

The penguin man didn't answer, he turned to inspect the elite special operations force of the hydra, and quietly dispelled the idea of gathering other gangs - compared to these butchers armed to the teeth, the gangster thugs in suits were like hairless geldings, and it was not the same way to deliver food.

Even the fierce soldiers raised by the penguins privately are probably inferior to the Hydra soldiers in terms of tactical confrontation.

As Baron Straker said, this armed force is more than enough to solve a mask killer, and more importantly, it is still a knock on the Gotham underground represented by the Penguins, hinting at the deep roots of the Hydra organization.

It's easy to send God, the penguin sighed in his heart, what he had to think about now was to wait until the raincoat killer was eliminated, and try not to let the Hydra's tentacles go too deep into Gotham.

Ignoring the penguin men who were thinking to himself, Baron Straker walked to the edge of the rooftop, patted the rusty iron railing, stared at the procession of floats moving slowly below, and said, "No matter how much time has passed, the brainless optimism of you Americans still staggers me. A month ago, there was a hurricane, but now we are able to celebrate and rejoice. ”

The penguin man casually tugged at his somewhat tight collar and said indifferently: "Believe it or not, in the United States, more people watch the American Football Championship Finals, that is, the Super Bowl, every year than they vote in the presidential election, which according to the magazine, is called entertainment to death."

But this depraved optimism engraved in our bones didn't affect our defeat of Germany and defeat the Nazis during World War II, did it? ”

"War, war has never changed." Baron Straker shook his head and said indifferently, "A long period of peace will be like a tube of poison disguised as orange juice, sweet and delicious, until the stomach is rotten, and despair and fear will arise." ”

"Mr. Straker, you'd better send this kind of thing to S.H.I.E.L.D. or the U.S. Joint Special Operations Command, the United States is never afraid of war,"

The corners of the penguin's mouth went up, and he smiled contemptuously: "You hydras look quite powerful, but how many regular troops can you pull out?" Killers or special forces alone can't build a nation. ”

Baron Straker turned his head in a little surprise, looked at the penguin man and said, "Mr. Copote, listen to me, you are more of a patriot than the leader of a criminal empire in the underworld. ”

"Sure, I'm the leader of the gang, but that doesn't detract from my noble love for the Star-Spangled Banner," the Penguin said, grimly, "The system of this country has allowed me to earn countless bills and build a vast network of people like the roots of a tree, and all my successes today are built on the cornerstone of the American Constitution.

Anyone who wants to destroy the order in Gotham or even America will step over my corpse. ”

Baron Straker was speechless for a moment, he stared at the penguin's serious expression, gently stroked his steel prosthetic, and said indifferently: "Are you warning me?" Mr. Copote. ”

"The word warning is too threatening to be appropriate. It should be a gentle and powerful exhortation. ”

The Penguin Man smiled and said, "There are not a few powerful people who 'love' Gotham and the United States in the same unique way as I am, and believe me, Mr. Straker, they are allies to be fought for, not enemies."

As long as Hydra follows the rules of the game and doesn't snatch cupcakes that belong to others, we don't mind providing you with a little bit of local convenience. ”

The penguin people naturally know that Hydra has bad intentions, and maybe after locking down and killing the raincoat murderer, they will find a random reason to stay here, like the US military bases stationed around the world, using Gotham as a springboard to gradually encroach on the entire country.

However, as long as Hydra does not stir the interests of the majority, it is still a powerful ally to exploit so far.

Straker nodded and said in a deep voice, "At this point, I think we can agree that Hydra's purpose has never been to burn the whole world to scorched earth, and it won't do us any good. ”

The penguin people secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, even if they were African warlords whose IQ was close to Forrest Gump's map and whose ignorance was comparable to that of the cave people on the mountaintop, they were also partners who could negotiate through threats, blackmail, compromise, appeasement, and exchange of interests.

As long as the leader of Hydra, a mysterious organization with cutting-edge force, is not a manic person who is mentally ill and spends his days trying to take revenge on the world and destroy all human civilization, then everything is easy to say.

For a well-connected and influential snake like the Penguin, the last thing you want is for an outsider to start a war on your doorstep, smashing every plant and tree not only to scare children, but also to damage the real Franklin dollar.

Seeing the penguin's relaxed expression, Straker chuckled: "It's not for nothing that the hydra has been dormant for so many years, how deep our network of interests is, how much patience we have." ”

"I hope so."

The penguin nodded, turned to look at the shivering mutant scout, raised his eyebrows, and asked in disbelief, "Uh, are you sure he's okay like this?" ”

"He must have found something—" Straker stepped forward quickly, leaned down, and put his ear to the mutant's soft-whispered mouth, frowning and listening carefully.

"Has the raincoat murderer been found?" The penguin man was a little nervous, and the knuckles of the handle of the umbrella were pale, and there was not a trace of blood in sight.

“..... Found it," Straker slowly got up, nodding stiffly, "he's standing at the bottom of this building." ”