Trembling and confused, General Boron walked out of Red Skull's office and returned to Berlin under the escort of the Hydra soldiers, his mind seemed to be confused along the way, he almost lost the ability to think, and he was still thinking about what Red Skull said before leaving, " Recently, spies all over the world have been active, you have to be careful, unfortunately, we found out that Mrs. Ling has been secretly contacting the United States recently, so we have arrested her when you came here, what a stupid woman, although she confessed her identity as a spy, but she has not explained who her accomplices are, and it can be regarded as a hard mouth, Mr. Bollon, you will definitely not do such a stupid thing, right? ”

The gravel road was a little bumpy, Bolong sat in the back seat of the car, the window was the boundless night, he lit a cigar with a match, the green smoke swirled in the back compartment of the Mercedes, the burning tobacco could be clearly seen in the dark, the Hydra agent driving in the cab was unmoved, and looked at the mountain road in front of him seriously, only occasionally glanced at the rearview mirror, as if to confirm something.

"Does Schmidt know my identity?" this was the question Jeffrey had been thinking about, he had to find something to calm his nervous mind, "Since I went to the castle, Hydra has become more and more connected to me, Erica has been exposed, which means that Schmidt has been eyeing me for a long time, but why did he let me go? I don't believe he can't find out my identity, or else!"

Jeffrey remembered a theory in the secret service school that if the enemy pretended not to know your identity, it meant that they were going to cast a long line to catch a big fish, and Jeffrey realized that he was like the little fish tied to the hook.

"No, you have to escape!"

Jeffrey relieved himself, noticing that the corners of his driver's eyes were twitching unintentionally, and from behind, he could see a small movement of the driver's eyeballs in the rearview mirror, and he immediately understood that it was an agent watching his movements. But he already knew the situation, and if he let things unfold, he would definitely drag everyone down, and this was the middle of nowhere, and it was a perfect time to escape.

"Ahem," Jeffrey spat out two smoke rings, "I'm going to go to the bathroom, can you stop the car first?"

The driver looked at Boron in the rearview mirror for a moment, and then said with a humble expression, "Are you sure? This is a wilderness forest, and it would be bad if there were wild beasts." ”

"Ah, it's all right," Jeffrey laughed, "isn't there still you, the dignified Hydra agent can't beat the beast?"

His heart was pounding, he frowned and stopped the sweat with his forehead lines, and Geoffrey waited for the driver's response after saying that, he had to be sure that Schmidt had given no other orders, such as the fact that the agent could take out the target first in an emergency.

"Of course," the driver's words eased the tension, "I will always be by your side to ensure your personal safety." After saying that, the driver showed a gentle smile.

Jeffrey breathed a sigh of relief, then nodded in response, "I know I can trust you." ”

The car stopped next to the road, the driver turned on all the lights, and the two pushed the door open and walked into the bushes, "Help me get the lad," Jeffrey threw his coat to the driver, he played Boron who was very bloated and had to take off his coat if he wanted to relieve himself.

The driver nodded and took it, put his military coat on the forearm of his left hand, put his right hand in his trouser pocket, and he clutched a miniature pistol, and as long as the fat man in front of him made any abnormal move, the driver would shoot Bolon in the head.

"And this," Bolon tossed the cigar to the driver, "Cuban handicrafts, you know, are not easy to do now, and the people there are stupid but the craftsmanship is good." Jeffrey unbuckled his trousers, and the sound of rushing water poured down.

"I agree, General. The driver's answer was short and crisp, and he had been watching Bolon's back, ready to shoot at any moment.

"You know what," Jeffrey paused, "something strange happened in my hometown when I was a kid, and ...... that night"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the fire flickered, and the driver's left hand suddenly exploded, and the cold pain caused the agent to collapse and roll around on the ground all at once, "My hand, my hand!"

Seeing this, Jeffrey hurriedly pounced on the driver, pressed his right hand, and pulled the trigger on the driver's thigh with the outline of his memory, shooting out the bullets inside.

"Didn't your mother tell you not to take strangers' things?"

Blood flowed all over the ground, only a little finger left on the driver's left hand, and only a little flesh was left in the wound on his right leg, it was Jeffrey who suddenly detonated the small bomb in the cigar during the conversation, which he learned in the secret service school, if you want to be surprised, you have to attack at the most unexpected moment of the other party, he is not a fool in the movie to grind and chirp and finish the words before doing it, every move of the agent will determine who will leave alive in the next second.

Jeffrey picked up a rock, pressed the driver's jaw and neck, and smashed the driver's temple with a stone, he looked around to make sure no one was there, and then grabbed the corpse's legs and dragged it into the dense bushes.

The car didn't turn off, the keys were still in the car, Jeffrey threw away his disguise, changed into the driver's outfit, closed the door and drove away.

Then he just needs to leave Germany, Jeffrey smiled slightly, although Schmidt wanted to catch a big fish, he had already prepared a hook for Schmidt, he opened the heel of his shoe, and took out the headphones inside, "Schmidt, you didn't think of my hand by a thousand calculations." ”

The headset tracked Schmidt's conversation with a man named Dr. Zola, all of which was recorded by the tiny bugging device hidden in the button of the file bag.

"Super Soldier is ready, when will it be released?"

"No hurry, Dr. Zola, wait until the evening of September 20th when we sneak them into American territory from the Gulf of Mexico, and we will be picked up in New Orleans.

"Then good luck with the plan, Mr. Schmidt, long live the Hydra!"

"Long live the Hydra!" Schmidt responded.

"Twenty September," murmured Jeffrey, "there is still half a month to go, and there is enough time to lay up the fortifications, so we must go back quickly." “

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Schmidt's office

In front of Schmidt was a short, lightheaded, sly-eyed man, Dr. Zola, and after discussing it, they walked into the next room together as if they had agreed.

Next door, the two of them stood in front of a one-way glass curtain, the bag of papers on the table that had never been moved in the center of the view, "They'll believe it, Mr. Polon must have thought we didn't find the bugging, and I have to say you're really like a god." Zola flattered.

"It's just years of experience, we don't need to fool the SSR, just fool this rookie, huh. “

Schmidt smirked, he picked up the phone next to him and ordered, "Ship the super soldiers to New York tonight, and I'm going to gnaw this big apple of America!"