Dmitry is a professional spy, and although it was the first time he had entered this place, by observing the words and deeds of the guards around him, he was able to blend in perfectly without being noticed.

He walked around the building without hurrying, did not occupy the middle of the passage, and did not sneakily look around, in his opinion, the spies in the movie are crappy idiots, swaggering in the middle of the corridors, staring at confidential positions endlessly, or keeping his head down like a thief and deliberately avoiding the eyes of others, if someone really follows this criterion as a spy, he will definitely not survive the first mission, no matter how skilled his disguise skills are.

To be precise, he's like the most inconspicuous person at the bottom of an organization, and you may meet him everywhere, but you never make an impression on your mind.

In this way, Dmitry visited the most important places in this villa, the monitoring room, the weapons room, the personnel lounge, well, after visiting these places, he had to admit that Kane's intuition was really powerful, this was definitely not a sanatorium, and it was quite appropriate to say that it was a secret base.

After confirming the escape route, Dmitry began to walk towards the basement, where the upper floors of the villa were full of guards, but the disabled soldiers did not see any of them, and he heard wailing from here.

When he came to the basement, he found that it was more like a nursing home than above, with beds in the room, and people with disabilities lying on it sleeping, and there were various instruments measuring their physical signs next to the bed, and there were several nurse-like men and women in the beds observing the data and injecting them with something.

Dmitry felt that he was still a little careless, as if there were no guards in the basement, so his outfit was too conspicuous here.

"Ah!!h

Just as Dmitry was about to go up and change his clothes, the wail just now came from the end of the corridor again, and there was no way, for the sake of information, he could only grit his teeth and walk in that direction through the cover of light and shadow.

Around the corner, there was another open room, which was divided into smaller cells, and in each small cell-like room was a metal shelf, each of which had a guy dressed like the patient on it, but all of them were able-bodied.

"Ah!!h

Another wail sounded, and Dmitry turned his head to see that at the other end of the room, several men dressed as doctors were busy there.

"No, his index is climbing too fast, evacuate, evacuate quickly!" With a shout, the doctors all ran out as fast as they could, and finally, a man in a suit walked out of the room, pressed a button on the wall, and a thick glass cover fell from above, isolating the room.

No sooner had the man ducked to the side than a dazzling white light shot out of the room, followed by a dull explosion.

The white light flickered, and Dmitry opened his eyes, and was horrified to find that the glass cover had melted away, and there were traces of crystallization on the walls of that room, oh my God, how high is this temperature to cause this effect, it seems that the glass wall is also made of insulated glass, but it can only ensure that the terrible temperature does not leak out.

"Damn, how long will it take for this to be resolved?" Looking at the ruined room, the man in the suit roared angrily, but unfortunately the doctors around him couldn't give him an accurate answer.

"Boss, hasn't Dr. Hansen developed a new formula, maybe it can be effective." A voice rang out from behind Dmitry, and he quickly shrank back into the shadows again.

A sturdy man walked over while nibbling on an apple, "Besides, hasn't the military already recognized the yield rate of this potion, and let these waste products become super soldiers, and they are already very satisfied with this ratio." ”

The man said as he looked at the place where Dmitry had stood, but the experienced chameleon had quietly avoided the place, but he had not heard the conversation behind them.

"But the lord wasn't satisfied, he didn't have so many consumables available." Killian, the man in the suit, shook his head and said.

Waving his hand to drive away the surrounding doctors, the sturdy man glanced around and whispered: "Boss, do we need to listen to him again, with these super soldiers, plus the support of the vice president, do we still have to listen to the words of the lost dog who was driven to Afghanistan by Huaguo?" ”

Killian pondered for a moment, but still shook his head, "Eric, you haven't seen that person's ability, that's not something humans can compete with, he's just a god-like figure, these super soldiers, I'm afraid he can wipe them out with a wave of his hand." ”

"So what, he hasn't been kicked out by Huaguo, isn't it enough for us to have the support of the U.S. government?"

"He should have been driven out by Huaguo's Divine Spear Bureau, that organization is too mysterious, we know too little about them, maybe that person has some weakness that they have discovered, but, before we discover that weakness, you'd better be polite to him and his men, hear it, I don't want you to die in vain." Killian reminded Eric in a stern tone, but then he changed his words.

"Of course, if that Mr. Vice President can be promoted to another level, maybe we really don't have to listen to him anymore, after all, don't we still have S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Huh." Eric also chuckled in a low voice, "By the way, boss, the cargo ship over there will arrive at the port tonight, and I have arranged for them to dock at the base camp, no problem." ”

"Well, no problem, I'll bring Dr. Hansen and all the super soldiers over in the evening, I heard that this time they brought a batch of semi-finished products, maybe it will help our virus research, get the lab over there ready, the sooner you can solve this problem, the better."

"Okay, I see." Eric was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, "By the way, boss, what about the guy in the secret room?" ”

"The mercenary named Wade?" Killian frowned, "Starve him to death, that bastard's blood is full of cancer cells and another weird factor, it doesn't do anything but waste my test products, since he can regenerate his limbs, let him eat his own flesh and see how long he can live." ”

At this moment, an old freighter was moving in the waters of the Bahamas, the deck was full of containers, a low roar was faintly heard from inside, and the bow of the ship was pointing northwest, and there was the direction of Miami.