Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises

Chapter 20 Super Soldier Serum

"If you were to deal with a turtle with all its limbs huddled in its shell, what would you do?"

"I'll break it up with a hammer, sir."

"The point is, now I don't have the 'hammer', I can only rely on manpower, Ah Fu, and this 'turtle' will stick out its head from time to time to bite my hand."

Hearing the words, Alfred just looked up at Bruce, smiled without saying a word, and then said calmly with his book in his hands: "Then sit here with me at ease, sir, the weather is finally clear today, I hope this afternoon It will be a little sunny.

Bruce scratched his long, fluffy hair that hadn't had time to tidy up today, picked up the coffee cup, but frowned and said, "I thought they would lose their composure first, but I didn't expect them to be underestimated." Killing them, this destroyed the seventh underground force related to them, but I still don't see any action from them."

"How many forces are still on the master's list to deal with?"

"Probably, there are only two."

Lying on the rattan chair with squinted eyes, in the morning after the rain, the cool breeze blew across his cheeks. Bruce's physique is more than three times that of ordinary people, but he only feels his face is refreshed and awake.

"They acted too fast. I asked Colin to help me investigate together. I only managed to record these suspected gangs. I didn't expect those armbands to disappear soon."

"Oh"

Bruce turned his head suspiciously, "Do you have any good ideas?"

Alfred put down the "Principles of Scientific Management" in his hand, adjusted his glasses, "We have too few resources at our disposal, the scope of system tracking is limited, and the goals are not clear, so we cannot determine the status of the Hydra organization in New York headquarters. Location, as for the enemy's purpose, the next plan is not in our grasp, so, master, I have no way to break the situation."

Bruce pursed his lips and nodded. Alfred has a strong learning ability and has been perfecting everything he has learned in this world over the past ten years, but after all, he is just a very "human" "assistant system" ", if he has huge financial and social resources in his hands, Ah Fu might be able to force the enemy out of the dark through rigorous planning, but the key is that without these resources, Ah Fu can only be helpless.

After pondering for a moment, Bruce seemed to remember something, and asked Alfred, "By the way! Alfred, how long has it been since Steve left? What day is today?"

"Probably, it's been a week. Today is Sunday, why?"

Bruce secretly calculated the time in his heart, a week?Well, it looks like Steve will be back soon.
"Didn't he call me?"

"Temporarily, there should be none."

Bruce nodded thoughtfully, a trace of hesitation gradually appeared on his face, but in the end he stood up, buttoned the big-brimmed hat on the table, and walked out of the yard.

"master?"

"I have some things to deal with, Ah Fu. If everything goes well, I can come back to bask in the sun with you in the afternoon."

After finishing speaking, Bruce waved his hand, then stepped out of the small courtyard and walked towards the route he had already figured out.

"If my memory serves me right."

Half an hour later, Bruce was standing on a street corner in Brooklyn with a newspaper in his hand, but his eyes skipped the newspaper, carefully looking at the ordinary-looking antique shop across the street, and the parked car in front of the antique shop. Several vehicles on the road.

"Two plainclothes agents and a suspicious passer-by should both have guns. There are also problems with those cars, and the defense should not be bad."

After just a few minutes of observation, Bruce figured out the situation in front of this shop named "Brooklyn Antique Store". Although he deliberately avoided the special agents looking for him and even trying to arrest him in the end, he was naturally more sensitive to this type of people after dealing with them.

"It seems that Steve is indeed back."

Leaning sideways on the wall at the corner of the street, Bruce adjusted his body while planning in his mind.

"If nothing else happens, Hydra agents will get the last perfect super soldier serum, and Dr. Erkins' perfect serum formula will disappear with his death, and Steve will be the first One and the last perfect 'super soldier'."

Thinking about it, Bruce's eyes gradually became complicated. He didn't have any malice towards Dr. Erkins. On the contrary, because Dr. Erkins made Steve a warrior who knew how to cherish power and make good use of it, he Still quite biased towards Erkins emotionally.

But he couldn't make the decision to save Dr. Erkins. First, he couldn't and was not sure that he could escape safely after rushing into the secret military base in front of him. Second, it was his own selfishness. .

Steve's serum transformation this time was originally an "experiment" hosted by the military. If Dr. Erkins is okay, then it is obvious that whether Dr. Erkins agrees or not, the replication of the perfect serum after Steve's success , and mass production is something the military must do. Leaving aside what impact all this will have on the present and future world, this is not a good thing for Steve alone.

Bruce couldn't imagine how Steve would be treated by the military when he was no longer the only "perfect super soldier" in the U.S. military, or how he would form a team with other soldiers who had undergone transformation to complete various tasks for the U.S. military. The task of narrowly dying, losing personal freedom, being brainwashed and trained to become a machine that only knows tasks and killing?

This is not alarmist talk!No matter what country's government in the world, if there is such a group of troops in its hands, then strengthening control and brainwashing is inevitable!
When there is only one Steve Rogers in the United States, he can become the spirit of the United States, the national symbol, just because the United States needs such a hero to inspire the people, but when the United States has more than one super soldier, and can "produce" at any time After more super soldiers came out, Steve became a dispensable option.

"Only the only one is the best."

Bruce shook his head and settled down. Now that he has made a decision, he will not change it easily. As for Dr. Erkins, he can only say sorry in his heart.

"Reminder! The task of 'Don't Give Up': Ensure that Steve Rogers can successfully become 'Captain America'. It has been completed, and 100 mission points have been issued. Please check with the host."

Zero's reminder sound suddenly sounded in his head, Bruce's pupils shrank slightly, but he put away the newspaper unhurriedly, took out a pure black mask from his coat pocket and put it on his face, lowered his head, and squeezed it tightly from the corner of his eye. Keep an eye on what's going on across the street.

Two or three minutes later.

"Da da da da da."

Gunshots rang out in the antique shop. Some passers-by cleverly hid in the shops on both sides of the street, while others still stood on the street, looking at the antique shop in amazement, not knowing what happened inside.

Not long after, a tall man in an off-white suit ran out of the antique shop, clutching his arms.

There was another chaotic battle on the street, but a strange smile appeared on the corner of Bruce's mouth, and he walked towards a motorcycle parked by the side of the road.

"It looks like I'm going to break the traffic rules later."

The two plainclothes agents finally fell under the fire of submachine guns, and the vehicle in which the man in the gray suit was riding sped forward, but the woman in military uniform who rushed out of the antique shop made their escape plan fail. empty.

Seeing Carter's beautiful marksmanship again, Bruce was amazed but a little envious.

"This is probably at the level of a second-level firearms technique."

With admiration in his heart, Bruce rode his motorcycle to the front of the car that hit the side of the road and started to smoke from the hood without slowing down.

"Idiot who can't do things well! Get in the car!"

The man in the gray suit was running out of the car. When he saw the strangely dressed man riding a motorcycle, he was taken aback because of the familiar Hydra badge on his chest and the words he blurted out. Fluent German.

"The organization arranged for me to respond here just to be on the safe side. I didn't expect that you guys really almost screwed up the mission! If it wasn't for the serum, I would have killed you a long time ago."

Bruce coldly spoke again and reminded the man in the suit in German. The man in the suit felt relieved this time, and got on the motorcycle without thinking.

The mission this time is at the top-secret level. In order not to leak the news, the organization only assigned three people who were with him to the United States. They did not even notify the branch that had already developed in the United States, and this person in front of him actually knew Regarding the matter of the serum and the plan, this cold attitude is in line with the character of "those people" in the organization, presumably they should be commissioners sent by the organization.

"You show the way, I will drive."

"it is good."

There was no nonsense between the two, almost the moment the man in the suit got on the car, Bruce started the motorcycle, and the two disappeared in this block in a short while, and when Steve, who had changed greatly, rushed out Antique shop, but only saw Carter standing in the middle of the street frowning, wondering what he was thinking.

"Where are they!"

Carter looked at Steve with a slightly angry expression, which was mixed with a trace of excitement, and shook his head, "Someone responded, and they fled, but if they want to escape New York on a motorcycle, it's impossible Things, the military has already begun to blockade the city."

"Damn."

At the same time, after driving quickly for seven or eight minutes, and after going around several blocks, the man in the suit finally brought Bruce to a remote river port.

"right here?"

The man in the suit covered the gunshot wound on his arm, gritted his teeth and nodded, and then he took Bruce to the river.

A sudden sharp pain came from his wrist. Although the fighting instinct of the man in the suit made him want to resist at the first moment, he still had the body of a normal person after all, and a normal person couldn't hold it after his hand was broken. of something in the hand.

Looking at the clear blue liquid in the test tube, Bruce nodded indistinctly.

"You, you are not organized."

"Crack!"

The man in the suit widened his eyes, the indignation and surprise in his eyes were clearly visible, but in the next second, he seemed to have lost all the bones in his body, his body limply collapsed, and his head, which was not connected to the spine, drooped to the side. The black-gray silence in his eyes seemed to be expressing the unwillingness in his heart.

But because Bruce quickly took him into his arms and kept patting him on the shoulder gently, it looked like two friends were saying goodbye to each other, so it didn't attract the attention of the few people around.

After groping for a while, he took out an instrument from the jacket of a man in a suit. Bruce looked at the river connecting him with the sea off New York, and finally put the instrument away.

Gently laying the body of the man in the suit on the river bank, before people noticed it, Bruce put away the super soldier serum and equipment, threw away the coat on his body, revealed the pure black suit he was wearing, and took off the mask , pulled down the brim of his hat, and left peacefully.

In the river port after the rain, the ground looked a little muddy. Bruce walked to the other side of the exit, and seemed to have a sense of it. He tilted his head slightly, and saw the once familiar but now strange figure still chasing after the man in the suit. Where he fell down, he turned around and quickened his pace.

"I don't want to see you here again, Steve."

(End of this chapter)