Chapter 55 The Snake Shield annihilation plan is launched!
After throwing the two guys on the sacred mountain of Harrogas, Bulcaisso spent a relatively leisurely few days.
Finally, with the help of Ancient One, Jill began to live a normal child's school life.
Although after returning home, he would swing an ax for a period of time every day according to Bulqueso's requirements, but this level of practice was probably not much different from doing radio gymnastics for a period of time every day.
At least that’s how it looks in Bulkesso’s eyes.
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"Instructor, this is what I want to say."
Rumlow's body has basically recovered, and now he found an opportunity to send his old instructor Dam to Dugan made an appointment and told Dugan some trivial news about Hydra in a private room of a closed tavern.
Of course, he hasn't told all these things yet, because he knows very well that if Dugan knows all this, he is afraid that he will rush into Pierce's office with his beloved pistol in the next moment.
So Rumlow planned to tell the veteran the news bit by bit in the next conversation.
"Didn't you lie to me?"
Dumdan Dugan looked at Rumlow, who was still a little pale, with a look of surprise and uncertainty.
Originally, when Rumlow invited him to drink, he was reluctant to come out.
For this old guy who is dedicated to training the new generation of agents, Rumlow is just one of the more capable students in the past.
If Rumlow hadn't said with certainty that there were important matters that needed to be discussed with him alone, he would have hung up the phone while scolding him.
Let alone bring Rumlow to this safe house that only belongs to him.
But now after hearing what Rumlow said, he regretted it even more.
"You said you are Hydra now?"
When Dugan said this, his hand had already touched the large-caliber revolver on his waist.
As a veteran, Dugan doesn't like to think about twists and turns of conspiracies.
He was never good at solving problems, only the people who created them.
This is what he did on the battlefield, and it seemed to work well.
"Instructor, please put down your hands first. If I want to harm you, I won't appear alone in front of you."
Speaking of Rumlow, Dugan can listen to him. He was surprised when he touched the pistol after saying this. He thought that after he said that he was Hydra, the large revolver that could be used as a souvenir in the museum would be pointed at his head.
"Now Hydra's influence in SHIELD has far exceeded your imagination. I can't trust even Nick Fury."
Rumlow poured dirty water on Nick's black bald head without any psychological pressure.
"Then you can trust me?"
Duggan put his hand back on the table, picked up the vodka in the glass and took a sip.
His expression calmed down.
“Only the Howling Commandos of the past are trustworthy. Even if Nick Fury has ascended to the position of director, I still have doubts.”
"After all, Pierce, the previous generation of director, was my immediate superior."
As soon as Rumlow finished speaking, there was a sound of a glass falling on the table.
Alexander Pierce only ascended to the position of director after being approved by these old guys. This group of old guys included his Damn Dugan.
“You know what you are talking about!”
Duggan’s face that had just softened became ferocious in an instant.
If Pierce is also a Hydra, it means that these old guys have completely handed over everything SHIELD has to the enemies they have been facing.
"Now, I have an idea, which is to bypass Nick Fury and conduct an internal investigation of S.H.I.E.L.D.!"
Rumlow's expression did not change, and he picked up the gun in front of him. Purified water, his body wasn't ready for alcohol yet.
"Yes, if Pierce is Hydra, then Nick Fury, the guy he single-handedly pushed to the position of director, is indeed untrustworthy."
Duggan already has it in his hands. He picked up the revolver and pointed it at Rumlow's head. "But if what you say is true, then wouldn't you, Pierce's confidant, be even less trustworthy!"
Duggan squinted his eyes and looked at Rumlow, who remained calm under his gun.
For him, only the dead Hydra can make him feel at ease, and whether the Hydra is alive or dead, it is not a good thing.
"Of course, I am not trustworthy either. Instructor, you can take my life away with one shot right now. As long as you can find a way to contact your old comrades and start investigating and cleaning up S.H.I.E.L.D. "
"You know, I never like the story of the prodigal son, but the news you said and your presence have an irreplaceable effect on this matter."
Dugan took back the revolver in his hand and said to Rumlow.
"So, your life is saved."
Even if Dugan doesn't like to think about conspiracies, he can at least think of Rumlow's current situation.
Now that the news has been revealed, Rumlow has no chance to look back.
Back then, the Red Skull never gave his subordinates a chance to make up for their mistakes, and Hydra had always been like this.
Dugan took out two cigars from the drawer on the counter and threw one to Rumlow.
"Now, you bastard, tell me your specific plan."
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"Idiot! How many times have I told you that weapons are not Swinging like this!"
Madoc's shadow roared loudly at Luke Cage, and the metal rod in his hand hit Luke Cage's head without any reservation, making a dull sound.
Today is the second day after these two idiots climbed to the top of the Holy Mountain to start training. It actually took these two guys several days to climb to the top of the mountain, and they even almost starved to death on the Holy Mountain.
In these days of observation, Madoc has understood the specific situation of this guy.
The physical strength was not much worse than that of ordinary barbarians, and the immature combat skills made him suspect that this guy would be torn to pieces by demons in the blink of an eye when he stepped onto the battlefield.
“With a guy like you, how could Bulcasso think that he would send you to the foot of the Holy Mountain!”
Madoc’s iron rod fell on Luke again.
It's not that Luke Cage never thought about resisting, he did so on the first day he started training.
Because Madoc’s training was not free at all.
As a result, he groaned in pain all night in front of a blind man. The bruises all over his body made him understand how weak he was.
Now he can only mechanically wave the war blade in his hand, slashing in the direction of the cold wind.
Madoc’s eyes were filled with helplessness.
When he saw Luke for the first time, a dozen barbarian ancestors jumped out and wanted to train.
After all, it is a rare thing in this world to see a guy whose physical strength is not much different from that of a barbarian recruit.
Madoc seized this opportunity with his outstanding fighting ability, and now he is simply going crazy with anger.
Luke is certainly not clumsy, and even among ordinary people, this guy is still slightly smarter.
But in Madoc's eyes, this guy's stiff limbs reminded him of the stiff zombies outside the shelter. For a warrior, Luke's body control was like a brain congestion. Unsightly.
On the contrary, Matthew, who did not receive much attention, only received the favor of a female barbarian ancestor. The barbarian who did not even leave a name was teaching Matthew, and the progress was not bad.
Madoc began to feel regretful. Although the blind man had average physical condition, he was more talented in fighting than this guy.
So, the iron rod in his hand fell on Luke again, causing Luke to groan.
"We are barbarians, not donkeys! Can you show the difference between you and donkeys, so that I think you are a human being!"
There has always been nothing but rumors. The sacred mountain of Harrogas, which was not there, finally gained some life with Madoc's roar.
Although such anger made Madoc very angry.
(End of this chapter)