Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

The Barrow military base is very small, relying on the infrastructure of Barrow town itself, not far from the town.

Mobius left the hotel, surrounded by black mist, racing against the cold wind, and returned to the base in a blink of an eye.

He shook off the wind and snow on his body, said hello to the soldiers at the door, and walked into the base carelessly as usual.

Da Bing observed his movements, and there was a hint of envy in his eyes.

Morbius pretended to be bored, wandered around, and found the person in charge of the search mission, an agent from SHIELD, Phil Coulson.

"You came back so early today?"

On the table in front of Colson, there was a map of the North Pole spread out.

On the map, red circles are drawn one after another, meaning the areas that have been searched.

The more frequent the red circle, the more they are close to success.

The mission is coming to an end, Coulson and the others are quite excited. The person they are looking for is Steve Rogers, Captain America, a World War II hero.

Even Mobius is not immune.

When he was regarded as a "superhero" by the Global Daily, the media used Captain America to compare his new identity, which made people both ashamed and yearning.

"You must cherish the rare rest time. In the days to come, we will speed up the search."

Coulson said with a smile: "Everyone not only hopes to find the captain as soon as possible, but also hopes to leave this barren land as soon as possible."

Morbius likes to go to the tavern in the town for a few drinks when he is down.

This is not only his habit, but also the habit of the base soldiers. Even the other agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. during this mission have developed the same habit during this time.

One aspect is that Barrow is a small place with little entertainment.

Another aspect is that alcohol is prohibited on military bases.Although Barrow is a small place, it is also a military territory, and alcoholic beverages are not usually included when planes transport supplies.

"Alcohol can only be used as a supplement to life, but it can never meet my real needs."

Mobias pretended to be uncomfortable, and frowned, as if he could not suppress his inner desire, and asked, "When is the next flight?"

"Artificial blood doesn't work for you anymore?"

Coulson suddenly felt bad, and his eyes were like a torch, looking at the man in front of him with a strong figure but pale skin.

He naturally knew that Mobius had been "cursed" due to the injection of bat serum, and he needed to drink blood every day to maintain his sanity, otherwise he would lose his sanity and fall into madness.

"I now drink a bag of artificial snow about every three hours."

Mobias didn't hide anything, and told the truth: "If it's a bag of normal blood, it can last for about six hours. Sleep is an exception, and it can weaken my desire for blood, but I can't sleep forever."

"How long is the remaining plasma in the base enough to last?" Coulson asked.

"It can last a few days."

Morbius made an estimate, compressed frantically, and said a time: "However, it is best to replenish the blood quickly, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to maintain my ability in the past few days, and I will not be able to assist you in the search mission."

"I will urge the base to send in a batch of blood as soon as possible."

Coulson nodded.

The time may seem short, but it is actually quite sufficient.

It is not difficult to get a batch of plasma. If it is not necessary, they can even set up a separate blood bank for Mobius.

"Considering the special circumstances, I can give you two more days off."

Coulson thought about it and asked, "By the way, what do you think about what I said before?"

"what's up?"

Mobias raised his eyebrows, and pondered: "Join you?"

Coulson nodded: "Not bad."

Mobius shook his head and declined jokingly: "Forget it, the name of your department is too long, I don't like it. If I can change the name, maybe I will consider it."

"This opinion is very constructive, and I will report it to my superiors."

Coulson laughed.

While speaking, Mobias was not idle, let go of his perception, and observed the entire Barrow military base, the movements of personnel in every corner and department, especially the warehouse where supplies were stored.

On the surface everything looks normal.

Under his observation, some people stood guard seriously, some fished, smoked, drank and played cards, and they all came.

After meeting and reminding David, Mobias checked everyone's movements preconceivedly, and finally caught some abnormal phenomena.

The warehouses where materials are stored, the amount of materials reserved, and the frequency of aircraft traffic do not match.

Too little!

Obviously, someone in the military base did transfer some supplies away.

The soldiers guarding the warehouse were indifferent to this, as if they were used to it.

Isn't the first breakthrough here?

With a twinkle in his eyes, he bid farewell to Coulson and walked towards his dormitory.

Coulson noticed that there seemed to be some changes in Mobias, which meant that it was caused by the lack of blood bags. He had no doubts, but just called the military and asked the military to send a batch of supplies to Barrow as soon as possible.

"Is there a plane delivering supplies today?"

Hearing the other party's reply, Coulson raised his eyebrows: "Is there no plasma... Then when is the next trip? Yes, we really need to replenish plasma... It's best to arrange it as soon as possible, yes, take a special passage. "

hang up the phone.

He touched his chin, feeling vaguely that something was wrong.

It seems that only a week has passed since the last flight. Is the base's supplies consumed so quickly?

……

David watched Mobius leave, lost his thoughts of shopping, pondered for a moment, and just about to contact Wesley to inquire about the situation in New York, he received a call from Sitwell.

"David, I have good news for you. You have been whitewashed. Now everyone agrees that you were wronged. The real Dr. Man is a member of Cobra, maybe Rex himself."

Sitwell on the opposite side of the mobile phone was quite happy, and said with a smile: "Just now, the special forces captured the combat team sent by Cobra in the Fisk Building, and then you can use the power of the special forces to destroy the cobra... This is a really good way to get rid of the golden cicada's shell. Pretty, I sure didn't miss you."

"You came to me, you shouldn't just want to talk to me about the cobra?"

David knew it well, and took the initiative to ask: "How about it, has your superior agreed to my request to exchange nanoworm technology with me with Osborne and Macallan Group?"

"That's what I'm going to say."

Sitwell nodded happily: "Hydra agrees to all your requests, but I hope you can consider one thing."

"Say it." David said calmly.

"join us."

Sitwell said in a deep voice: "As long as you are willing to join the Hydra, you will gain untold wealth and direct power to heaven... Since you know the existence of Hydra, you don't need to say more Understand what Hydra means."

"let me consider it."

David pondered, did not refuse, and did not agree immediately.

He really wanted to think about it, not politely refusing.

Honestly, Hydra is a nice place to live.Although in the end it cannot escape the ending of "evil cannot prevail against good", but relatively speaking, in the Marvel world, this is a rather powerful organization.

Even the Avengers failed to completely destroy Hydra.

Hydra can be said to have brought the term "survival" to the extreme.

Cut off one head, and grow two more heads, endless life, forever.

"It's okay, you have enough time to think about it."

Sitwell was not surprised.

A figure like David who already has the ability to stand on his own will not easily promise.

After all, Hydra can't see any light at all.

Although David's background is black, it is not completely black.

Once you join Hydra, you will be branded, and there is no room for redemption.

This is a decision that can affect the future.

"No matter what decision you make, it will not affect our cooperation. We are very sincere. When you solve Cobra and kill Rex Louis, you will be able to see Hydra's sincerity."

Sitwell's tone was sincere.

David thought for a while and said, "In that case, can I ask a question?"

Sitwell was cautious: "I will answer as the case may be."

David was blunt: "Which head of Hydra is behind the cobra? If I solve the cobra, I will definitely offend the other party... To be honest, I don't expect you to help me take the blame, but I have to know who the enemy is. "

The man behind Sitwell is known to be Alexander Pierce.

So who will Pierce want to deal with, which character in Hydra?

After learning from Sitwell that Cobra is an organization supported by high-level officials within Hydra, this is the biggest doubt that has always existed in David's mind.

"I can't tell you exactly who he is."

Sitwell pondered for a moment: "The only thing I can tell you is that he is the head of Hydra Europe, and here is the United States, and his influence in our own territory is limited, so you don't have to worry about it .”

"It means that if I want to go abroad in the future, especially if the destination is Europe, I have to worry about it."

David heard the meaning behind the words.

The birth of Cobra obviously originated from the power struggle within Hydra.

The purpose of the other party supporting Rex to create Cobra is to extend his tentacles into the United States and grab meat from Alexander Pierce, so as to expand the control of Hydra as a whole.

Pierce certainly won't just watch his territory being infiltrated, so he has to deal with it.

David happened at the right time and became the knife in his hand.

Since the interests are the same, David doesn't mind being taken advantage of by the other party, after all, this is mutual use.

"With your ability, maybe the person who should be worried is that guy." Sitwell laughed and said flatteringly.

"okay."

David didn't bother to say much. After hearing what Sitwell said, he probably had a candidate in mind.

"We'll contact you after the cobra is resolved."

His tone was calm: "I have grabbed their tails, you can consider how to cooperate with me to fight back."

"Wish you all the best."

Heartfelt best wishes from Sitwell.

As David's liaison with Hydra, he played a relatively important role in the matter.

Once done, he will go straight to the sky.

At that time, wasn't there a smooth trip in S.H.I.E.L.D.?

Except for the people around David, he was probably the guy who most wanted to see David solve the opponent quickly, and his desire was more urgent than that of his immediate boss, Pierce.

Beep!

After hanging up the phone, David didn't need to call New York, and he could basically confirm that the situation was exactly as he had planned.

Under their own arrangements, and under the vague influence of Sitwell and others, the special forces have completely turned their spearhead to Cobra.

So now the only thing to be confirmed is the location of Cobra's undersea base.

Sitwell certainly didn't know, he would have said it long ago.

The Pierce side represented by Sitwell is most eager for the death of Cobra as soon as possible.

But the Special Forces party should be able to ask something from the captured Cobra combat squad.

David thought about it again, and felt that it was not good to go too smoothly.

"Rex is a smart man. If he finds that none of the people he sent can go back, the location of the base will be exposed sooner or later, and he will definitely run away!"

He murmured, his eyes determined: "We can't delay now."

I still have to make calls.

A moment later, Wesley sent a coordinate.

This is the location of the Cobra Undersea Base, which was obtained from Anna through Duke Duke.

David logged on to the satellite map to check, and found that it was about [-] kilometers away from Barrow Town, which was not far away.

Although the coordinates were in hand, he did not attack blindly.

Cobra's subordinates control military fighter jets, nanoworm warheads, and other weapons of mass destruction, which are enough to trigger a war and destroy a small country.

Although David is a person with extraordinary abilities, he is not blind enough to think that he can easily destroy the base of a huge organization by himself.

At most, after he took the risk to kill Rex, he had to flee for his life in the hail of bullets.

Therefore, if you want to choose absolute security, you have to rely on leverage.

Deal with many people in a way of many people, instead of greeting four hands with two fists.

Thoughts flashed by, he heard a familiar voice in his ears, and suddenly raised his brows. This was a message from Mobius.

"Is there a flight today?"

David had a flash of inspiration and couldn't help smiling: "Isn't the opportunity here?"

……

a few hours later.

A plane passed overhead, and after David confirmed his identity, he greeted him at the airport.

"who are you?"

The crew members frowned slightly, seeing that David was wearing civilian clothes, with no military look on his body, and realized that something was wrong.

"The situation is tense recently, and the base is in great need of supplies. The commander-in-chief asked me to assist you."

David stepped forward quickly and whispered in his ear: "Long live the cobra!"

"This is one of our own."

The leading crew member quickly changed his face. He greeted him, smiled, and patted David on the shoulder.

"Go and drive and go to the base with me."

"it is good."

David was very diligent, helping the crew to load the supplies into the car, and the group headed to the military base not far from Barrow Town.

Many people stationed here welcome visitors at the gate.

Coulson stood in the front row and waited.

Mobius was among the crowd, and was slightly taken aback when he saw David getting off the car.

Coulson noticed something strange, his eyes swept across the crowd, and fell on David's face, he couldn't help squinting his eyes.