This day, for Major Kleiman, who was stationed in Sovetsk, was really thrilling, with twists and turns!

As night fell, Major Kleiman personally waited at the airstrip for more than an hour. Even if he hadn't eaten dinner yet, and he was hungry at the moment, he didn't dare to leave here to have a good meal.

The one that was about to descend was the real big man, Captain Red Skull, the real Captain Red Skull, not the two impostors he met in the morning.

However, this thought, Major Kleiman only flashed in his mind, sealed in the depths of memory, not ready to take it out again, he glanced back at Captain Wagner who was with him, the only one who knew about it now was this loyal subordinate, he had repeatedly emphasized to Captain Wagner, this incident had never happened at all!

Captain Wagner stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Major! The captain's plane is landing! ”

The corners of Major Kleiman's mouth twitched slightly, and the title of captain once again succeeded in evoking the memories he had just sealed, but he didn't say anything, but turned his head to look at the plane descending at the airport.

It was an AR232 military transport aircraft, with a short body and a big belly, a long tail like a dragonfly, and two rows of small load-bearing wheels under the belly of the aircraft to facilitate loading and unloading of goods.

From Major Kleiman's emergency report to Captain Red Skull's arrival, it was only more than two hours!

The AR232 military transport plane came to a stop, and Major Kleiman greeted him, and by the light, Major Kleiman finally saw the real Red Skull Captain, the same size as the guy with a cigar in his mouth in the morning, but his eyes were more aggressive, and his face was always with a sense of majesty!

"Where are the people?" Captain Red Skull, John. As soon as Schmidt got off the plane, he asked Major Kleiman.

In his eyes, the major epaulettes on Major Kleiman's shoulders were as if they didn't exist at all, and he didn't even look at them properly.

Behind Captain Red Skull was a short guy with a big head on his head, and his short stature looked very funny.

But Major Kleiman did not dare to slack off, and nodded and replied, "It's over here!" Fished up from the Neman River in the afternoon, he was already dead, but later, he came back to life and killed a whole squad of soldiers guarding him! ”

Captain Wagner followed behind, his heart twitching, this guy did kill several people, but Major Kleiman counted the two squads of soldiers lost in the morning to his head.

John. Schmidt was silent, and was led by Major Kleiman to the building in the airstrip, which was brightly lit, and two military searchlights shone on an iron cage, and in it was a man, a very strong fellow, who was roaring quietly in the bright pillar of light, like a beast.

The iron railings around the iron cage are as thick as a child's arm, and around the iron cage, there is a circle of soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition, all of them are as if they are facing a great enemy, and they are anxious and uneasy.

"What's going on?!" John. Schmidt asked.

"Captain," explained Major Kleiman, "this fellow is so fierce that as soon as he came back to life, he killed many soldiers, and in the heat of battle, he was shot indiscriminately, but it was not long before he came back to life, and he had to be kept in this cage, and as soon as he came near the iron cage, he would shoot him, so that he could stay inside." ”

John. Schmidt stared at it for a long time, and then commanded in a deep voice: "Open!"

"Captain!" Major Kleiman was shocked and called out in a lost voice, "He ......"

"Open!" John. Schmidt turned his head to stare at Major Kleiman, his eyes already a little fierce, and repeated again.

Major Kleiman immediately shut up, and with a wave of his hand, Captain Wagner immediately stepped forward in person, forcing himself to compose, but his hands still involuntarily trembled slightly, opened the iron cage, and then immediately retreated, as if he was afraid that the person inside would catch him.

Victor the saber-toothed tiger was now in a state of confusion in his mind, no different from a beast, and let out a low roar in his throat, slowly, cautiously approaching the iron door, slowly pulling it open.

The soldier guarding outside, without firing a shot, finally opened the door and walked out cautiously. As soon as he stepped out of the pillar of the searchlight, he saw John in front of him for the first time. Schmidt, who was looking at him coldly.

He wore nothing but a pair of shorts, his skin was smooth, and he didn't have a single scar. Schmidt was a little skeptical, was this man really as Major Kleiman said, with many bullets in his body?

But when John. . . When Schmidt looked into the iron cage, his eyes immediately shrank, and just now his attention was all on this person, and when he noticed the ground, he found that there were deformed warheads scattered around!

This is indeed a warhead that deforms after being shot into the human body!

John. Schmidt suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and slowly stepped forward, and the guy opposite him roared in a low voice, as if he felt danger, and the nails of his ten fingers slowly stretched out, like the claws of a beast!

Mutants!

At this moment, John. Schmidt had a term in his mind.

He has long known in the top secret report that there are such people in the world who are born with superpowers, and the report also refers to this kind of person as a mutant, that is, these are some human beings who have undergone unknown mutations!

But he had never seen such a person, and in order not to attract people's panic and attention, he hid himself very deeply. And now, he is facing one directly! He's still a mutant with tough abilities!

John. Schmidt was so loud that he could praise God, and that was the best gift ever given him! More precious than that spear of fate!

"What's your name?" John. Schmidt asked.

Roar!

What answered him was a roar, and the saber-toothed tiger Victor shook his body and pounced directly, the claws of his hands spread, like a goshawk catching a chicken, trying to put John in front of him. Schmidt caught.

But John. Schmidt is not a chicken, but a strong warrior, snorted coldly, did not retreat but advanced, put his hands together, grabbed Victor's grasp, and then divided left and right, his right foot knee was bent, but he never wanted to be kicked away by Victor's kick, and the two of them retreated at the same time and separated.

John. Schmidt was shocked, this person's combat skills are very exquisite, and he has obviously been trained strictly and systematically, which means that he is not a blank sheet of paper, but already has an owner!

But he wasn't ready to give up just like that, no matter which country he belonged to, it all belonged to him now, to the Hydra Legion, to the Führer!

But just as he was preparing for the next round of fierce attacks, the guy in front of him suddenly seemed to regain his senses, still staring at him like a beast, his eyes still carried a desire to kill, looking like a fierce beast in a rage, but he remained calm inside, almost roaring in a low voice and asked, "Who are you?!" ”

"I'm John. Schmidt! Leader of the Hydra Legion! Tell me, who are you? ”

"Victor!" Victor replied, "Victor. Creed. ”

"Excellent! You are now a warrior of the Hydra Legion! Victor. Cred! "John. Schmidt announced.

"Are you sure?!" Victor asked rhetorically with a sneer.

"Pretty sure!" John. Schmidt confidently replied, "I know you've been trained and belong to an organization, but that's all in the past!" From now on, you belong to the Hydra Legion, to the Führer! ”

"What's in it for me?!" Victor asked.

He was very interested in John. Schmidt's words, seemed intrigued, and began to bargain.

John. Schmidt smiled coldly, stepped aside, pointed to the short man behind him and said, "This is the genius scientist in the Hydra Legion, Amni. Dr. Zola, he'll tailor it for you, don't worry, I'll make you an even more powerful super-soldier! ”

Dr. Zola's eyes looking at Victor at this time are completely wrong, even hotter than looking at a hot lover! He had already found those deformed warheads on the ground of the iron cage, and believed that Major Kleiman had just narrated that this Victor in front of him had the ability to come back from the dead, and from these words, he judged that this person had a super self-healing ability, and any wound could heal itself!

It's the perfect test subject for building a super soldier, and it's perfect to test all sorts of crazy ideas in his head! God, this is just perfect! Dr. Zola thought to himself.