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Chapter 155 Falling out
Time passes very quickly.

A month has passed since the vulture undead conquered the Hydra organization.

During this time, an unusual atmosphere filled the Hydra base.

Core members such as Colonel Zor, Schmidt, Dr. Zola and Dr. Death, although nominally belonging to the Vulture Undead, in fact they found that the new leader was unexpectedly letting go and did not interfere too much with them. .

They were enslaved in name only, and they were not required to do anything special.

They can continue their own research, or they can continue to work with the original Xitelexi.

On this day, as usual, in Hydra's conference room, several core members sat around the table and discussed the daily affairs of the organization.

The vulture undead creature sat quietly at the head, with an unknown light shining in its deep black pupils.

He was sitting in the conference room, always feeling a little uncomfortable.

It is not easy for undead creatures to completely integrate into the human world.

"let's start!"

But the vulture undead still worked hard to bring himself into his role.

All in all, the human world gave him a pretty good feeling.

It's just that without Kallis, the world has lost some of its fun.

"Schmidt, how is the distribution of supplies in the northern region going?" Dr. Death adjusted his glasses and asked Schmidt.

Schmidt frowned, "Everything is going as planned, but recent weather changes may affect the transportation lines."

"We need to make corresponding contingency plans." Dr. Death added, his voice cold and mechanical, as if without any emotion.

Everyone knows that Dr. Death first experimented on himself in order to upgrade the technology of the modified humans.

Dr. Death is now a reformed person, and his strength is unknown.

But Schmidt and Dr. Zola both know that Dr. Death is definitely not bad now, because every time they get close to Dr. Death, they feel a burst of fear from the bottom of their hearts!
That is the instinctive reaction of creatures when faced with terrifying existence.

"I have completed the emergency plan, Dr. Death!" Dr. Zola said for Schmidt:
"Now it is mainly the Howling Commandos led by Captain America who have been attacking our various bases, and our old-style transformations and old-style energy weapons have no way to deal with them!"

"Howling Commandos?" The undead vulture raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"Yes, it's the Howling Commandos! This is a special team of the Allied Forces. The leader is a special person who has undergone an enhanced serum experiment. They call him Captain America!" Dr. Zola immediately replied:

"His ability can deal with our old type of cyborgs. The shield on his hand seems to be made of vibranium, which can withstand energy weapon shots."

"It's interesting!" The undead vulture's eyes lit up slightly, as if he had some idea.

Then he nodded again and spoke slowly: "You have done a good job. I believe you can handle these details."

Schmidt raised his head, looked at the vulture undead creature cautiously, and asked: "So, leader, do you have any other instructions?"

The vulture undead creature was silent for a moment and said, "You still don't have any news about Kalis?"

"Sorry, Chief, we have been collecting information about Kallis all over the world, but I'm sorry, no information has been found!"

Dr. Death replied apologetically.

Everyone also lowered their heads, and the conference room fell into a brief silence.

"I woke up too early... Kallis..." The vulture undead creature repeated the name, a deep light flashed in its eyes, then shook its head and said:

"Forget it, when the time comes, Kalis will show up on his own! Because he and I have made an agreement, he will definitely come to me!"

The vulture undead had a smile on his face when he mentioned Kallis.

Just as everyone continued to discuss.

There was a sudden knock on the conference room door.

"Come in!" the undead vulture commanded.

Soon the door was opened and a soldier walked in anxiously.

"Report to the leader! Just now, Sitler's cronies came to our base. He wants to see the modified people we are researching!"

"what?"

After hearing the soldier's words, the expressions of Schmidt, Colonel Zoll and others changed, and they felt as if their extramarital affair had been caught by the real owner.

Citral may not know that they have taken refuge with the vulture undead.

But with the wisdom of Nacui's senior management, they must have sensed something, otherwise they would not have sent their close associates to check at such a critical moment.

"Huh?" The corners of the undead vulture's mouth curved up, and he looked at Colonel Zoll and the others.

"Then I'll leave it to you!"

Several people suddenly panicked.

Obviously, the undead vultures are asking them to make a complete choice!

Should I choose him or Citral?

"Then there's nothing we can do!"

Colonel Zoll, Schmidt and others looked at each other and saw each other's choice.

……

"The head of state values ​​you very much, Colonel Zohr! That's why he specially sent us to check on your work!"

In the luxurious reception hall of the Hydra base, the atmosphere seemed solemn and tense.

Three Germanic men in uniforms of German officers, with Nazi swastikas embroidered on their arms, were sitting upright, with dozens of armed guards standing beside them. The atmosphere in the entire hall seemed particularly solemn.

When Colonel Zoll, Schmidt and others entered the hall, the faces of the three officers showed displeasure, but the words on their lips seemed to be full of politeness.

Their eyes looked at several people like knives, as if they wanted to penetrate the hearts of Colonel Zoll and Schmidt.

"For your plan, the Head of State spent huge sums of money to assign Dr. Death's entire research team to you! You must not disappoint his expectations."

A handsome man stood up. He looked at Colonel Zohr with a hint of warning in his tone.

They waited in the hall for more than ten minutes before Colonel Zoll came, which showed that the other party was slacking off on them.

Colonel Zoll, Schmidt and others still kept smiling, as if they had anticipated the man's censure.

Their expressions were calm, and they seemed not to hear the blame in the young man's tone, but replied with a smile:
"Don't worry, please tell the head of state! The research on the cyborgs is going very smoothly, and soon the new cyborgs will be put into actual combat!"

"Your Hydra department must not let the Führer down again! This year, Schmidt, how many times have you let the Führer down? You know it! This is why the Führer sent Colonel Zoll to replace you. !
But don't worry, as long as you perform well in this battle with the Allies, your position can still be returned! Colonel Zoll will also continue to be transferred to the headquarters for promotion! The head of state will not treat you badly. "The handsome man's eyes kept scanning Schmidt and Colonel Zoll.

"Don't worry, we fully understand what the head of state expects from us. This time, we will never let him down again."

Colonel Zoll answered with a smile, and Schmidt also lowered his head slightly.

"Then, can we see the results of transforming people?"

Another officer with sharp eyes and short hair asked coldly, with a hint of suspicion in his tone.

"Of course! In fact, these modified humans were created just for you!"

Colonel Zoll and Schmidt looked at each other, with unfathomable smiles on their faces at the same time.

Colonel Zor clapped his hands and signaled to Dr. Death.

Dr. Death walked to the wall expressionlessly and pressed a button hidden behind the decorative panel.

With a slight mechanical sound, a hidden door slowly opened in a corner of the hall, revealing a passage leading underground.

The men and horses of Sitler couldn't help but focus on the slowly opening door, their hearts filled with anticipation and curiosity.

This was the first time they had seen the legendary reformer, and they didn't know if it was what they imagined.

As the passage was fully opened, a sound of heavy footsteps came from inside.

Immediately afterwards, several figures gradually appeared in everyone's sight.

Their bodies are tall and powerful, with clear muscle lines. Every movement seems ordinary, but they reveal strength and speed that are different from ordinary people.

In the blink of an eye, several figures came from the underground in front of the officers.

There were four of them, standing in a row, and they all had a cold aura about them.

Even the officers who had done various inhumane experiments in the Orvey New Concentration Camp could not help but feel an extremely cold feeling from the figures in front of them.

"Gulu!" Several officers couldn't help but swallow their saliva, cold sweat dripping down their foreheads.

"These four are our latest reformers!"

Dr. Death pointed at the four big men standing beside him, with unconcealable pride in his voice:

"They can stably transform between humans and monsters, which represents our most advanced human-modifying technology!"

After speaking, he turned to the four big men and ordered:
"You guys, quickly transform into a modified human form and let the adults take a good look at it!"

When the four big men heard this, they immediately began to undergo drastic changes.

Their bodies twisted and swelled, and their faces became vicious!
Soon, two muscular, locust-like humanoid monsters appeared in front of the head of state's cronies.

"My God!"

Several cronies stared wide-eyed, and some couldn't believe what was happening in front of them.

This change was so shocking that they had never seen it before.

"As you can see, these are the two latest locust-modified humans!" Dr. Death continued, his tone full of confidence:

"Their data is much better than the one sent to the head of state before!"

He introduced in detail the basic data of locusts transforming humans:

"The arm strength is five tons! The weight is twelve tons! The body has fifteen times the recovery ability of ordinary people! These data are unprecedented!"

"Furthermore, due to the addition of locust genes, their jumping ability is more than thirty times that of ordinary people!" Dr. Death continued: "With the hardness of their bodies, they can be immune to attacks from most current firearms! According to our experiments, they Completely capable of fighting artillery and tanks head-on!"

"This is so shocking!" an officer exclaimed: "With these modified people, our advantage on the battlefield will be even more obvious!"

"That's right!" Another officer said excitedly: "This is simply the guarantee of our German victory!"

They looked at each other and saw unlimited expectations for the future in each other's eyes.

It seems that with these powerful reformers, powerful Germany, and powerful Natris, they will be invincible and invincible!

"With your current transformation speed, how many transformed people can you transform?" An officer couldn't help but ask: "There are still more than 8,000 Jew people in my concentration camp. You can use them without worrying about the success rate. , if one out of ten survives, it’s all earned with blood!”

"This is not necessary. We have Allied prisoners with a higher success rate of transformation. Even if it doesn't work, our soldiers can complete the transformation!" Dr. Death shook his head.

Listening to Dr. Death's introduction, the handsome man nodded, his eyes shining.

He leaned forward, concentrating on observing the locust-modified human body.

"When such weapons are used on the battlefield, they can definitely deliver a fatal blow to the enemy!" the handsome man said excitedly. Then he suddenly thought of something and asked: "Then do they have any obvious shortcomings?"

Dr. Death hesitated for a moment and glanced at Colonel Zoll and Schmidt. There seemed to be an indescribable tacit understanding between the two of them.

He spoke slowly: "Their shortcoming may be that they are a little... cruel."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four locust cyborgs seemed to have received some kind of signal and suddenly launched a swift and violent attack.

They attacked the head of state's cronies and their personal guards like lightning, so fast that no one could react in time.

The cronies were so stunned that they had no time to react.

But their personal guards, as well-trained warriors, immediately pulled out their pistols and pointed them at the four crazy reformers.

"Bang bang bang!"

A burst of intense gunfire rang out, and the guards tried their best to shoot, but found in despair that the bullets seemed to have no effect on the two monsters.

Every time a bullet hits their bodies, it just sparks a burst of brilliant sparks, but they act as if they are not affected at all.

Screams came one after another, and the personal guards fell into a pool of blood one by one under the crazy attack of the reformers.

Those invincible warriors on the battlefield now appear so fragile and helpless in front of the power of transforming people.

The entire hall instantly became a purgatory on earth, and the smell of blood and terror filled the air.

"What do you want to do? Have you betrayed the Führer! Do you want to rebel! Zor! Schmidt!"

A few surviving cronies gathered at the door, but they were still unable to open the door.

Seeing that there was no way out and knowing that they would definitely die today, the cronies were angry and frightened, blaming the people in front of them.

"The Gestapo will not let you go! The Führer will not let you go!"

(End of this chapter)