In the days of being a law god in Marvel

Chapter 75 075. The Doctor Must Die
Caspian Battalion.

"Mr. Stark, this is no joke." Colonel Chester Phillips was very angry.

"I'm not kidding." Howard shrugged.

"You know how much work we've put into this project, and I've had to grovel to those god knows what shit committees!"

Colonel Chester Phillips looked at Howard with 'king's contempt'.

"And now, you actually want to arrange for me to come in, two bullshit 'special external instructors' whose names I don't know? I believe that Agent Peggy Carter is qualified for the position of 'instructor'."

"Of course she can, heroic, the type I like, but..." As he spoke, Howard took out a photo and handed it over.

"What is this?" Colonel Chester Phillips took the photo and was a little taken aback. This copy photo is quite old.

That's right, that's the photocopy Robert Stark received, and when the old guy died, Howard kept it with him.

"The town of Feld, photographed in November 1919, about a week before the end of the First World War."

Colonel Chester Phillips was a little stunned: "The town of Feld, the name... I seem to be familiar with it. Ah, now that I think about it, it is one of the few German troops that is still resisting at the end, right?"

"Well, behind it is the German High Command and a German combat base." Howard said again.

"Well, I know this too. I sent someone to look at it later. The high command was quite miserable and was poisoned to death by mustard gas. It is said that the Kaiser was also there at that time. Hey, if the rabbit hadn't left early, huh! As for On the other side of the base, it seems that there has been an earthquake, and most of the German soldiers... were killed by sharp swords."

Colonel Chester Phillips naturally didn't know some secrets, and he was only a major at that time.Although he participated in the First World War, the news he knew was very limited.

Except for the wound of the 'sharp sword', there were also traces of claws and fangs torn by beasts, which were covered up.As for the 'earthquake-like scene', it is characterized as intensive bomb explosions.

After all, the effect is really similar!

It was flames, thunder and lightning, and it lifted the ground. Isn't that very similar to the explosion of dynamite, but it is nothing more than a bigger scale.

"Don't tell me that the battle was done by the nine people in this photo!" Colonel Chester Phillips looked disbelieving.

On the left of Diana are Duke, Doutzen Carlos, Logan, and Victor, and on the right are Steve, Samir, Charlie, and the chief, a total of nine people.

A combat base must have at least nearly a thousand people, and at least a few hundred people will always be there.

Nine people beat hundreds of people?
Are you Rambo?

Well, who is 'Rambo' and why do I know the name?Well, forget it!
"I don't want to say it, but it is." Howard shrugged.

"Those sharp sword wounds were done by these two people, right?" Colonel Chester Phillips pointed to the two women in the photo and said.

Only they carry swords.

"maybe."

What happened back then, except for the people in the small town of Feld, outsiders didn't know what happened at all.

"Who are the two special external instructors you mentioned, these two?" Colonel Chester Phillips pointed to Diana and Steve asked.

"No, no, it's with the man on the other side."

"he?"

Colonel Chester Phillips frowned again instantly, a yellow-skinned oriental?He has no ill feeling toward yellow-skinned people, but he doesn't have much affection either.If he had to choose, he would definitely choose the one next to him.

"Okay, let them try it, do they need to be included in the file?"

Howard thought for a while, then shook his head: "No need, but documents are needed."

"can."

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What was Duke doing at this time? He had already lived in Camp Caspian, and was chatting with Dr. Abraham Erskine on the sidelines of the training ground.

"Have you ever thought about what will happen after this project is successful?" Duke asked.

"After that? Didn't think about it!" Dr. Abraham Erskine shook his head. He was very wary of this familiar Oriental, and took a step away without leaving a trace. "Are you?"

"Duke, the new 'external instructor'." Duke stretched out his hand and said.

"Oh, hello, Abraham Erskine."

Although he was still puzzled and wary about Duke's origin, it was a very rare thing for a yellow-skinned instructor to appear in the US army, and it usually came in the opposite direction, but he simply shook hands.

He knew about this classified project?

This is unusual.

"Let's continue the previous topic, have you thought about what happens after 'success'?"

The doctor smiled: "Success? You seem to trust me? I'm not even sure of victory, so how can I think about the future?"

"You might as well think about it."

"..."

"Actually, there are only two endings for you, one is [death], and the other is [on the way to death]." Duke continued without waiting for Dr. Abraham Erskine to speak.

"What do you mean?" The doctor frowned.

"When the 'Super Soldier Serum' succeeds, Schmidt's people will definitely not let you go. Their people will continue to assassinate you. If you fail once, there will be a second time until you die. Those people are crazy, I believe you should be very clear. So it's either [death] or [on the way to death]. Do you think I'm right?" Duke smiled.

The doctor's face was livid.

"In other words, even if you survived by chance, you will become a puppet controlled by the US government. You will be forced to make 'super soldier serum'."

The doctor raised his glasses and smiled wryly: "It's not that simple to copy the super soldier serum. It took me several years to perfect the formula. If you want to mass-produce the serum, heh...that's impossible."

"Then here comes the problem! You can't complete the tasks assigned by the US government, what will they think? They will think that you didn't do your best, you are perfunctory, you don't want to make super soldiers anymore, you are afraid of this kind of super soldiers Too much will disturb the world. Maybe for a short time... But what about for a long time? Your end--you'll still be 'dead'." Duke laughed.

The doctor was sweating.

No one wants to live well, and no one wants to die like this.

Everyone wants to die naturally if possible.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Master of Karazhan."

Dr. Abraham Erskine's eyes widened suddenly: "Are you the owner of that tower that disappeared for 21 years?"

He knew this, and even studied this 'supernatural phenomenon'. Unfortunately, he couldn't get in at all, so he could only wander outside.After turning N circles, you obviously walked straight in, but finally walked out in a daze.

Confused, completely unaware of what happened?

"It's me! If you don't want to die, and don't want to become a puppet slave under the control of the US government, you can go to work in my Karazhan. You are not interested, try... the research of 'occultism'?" He said, Duke patted the doctor on the shoulder, "Think carefully."

Not far away, Colonel Phillips came over.

(End of this chapter)