American comics: Becoming the god of technology from Osborn

Chapter 66 Infiltration and Reverse Osmosis

"By the way, does anyone know what's in here?"

Inside the warehouse, a dozen guards in uniform gathered around a cylindrical enclosed freezer compartment.

one of the guards asked.

"Who cares? Anyway, the boss has given instructions. We just need to guard here and not let anyone in. We don't need to worry about anything else."

"It's just a gloomy and shabby old warehouse. Who would go here for no reason?"

The other guards answered one after another.

"I advise you not to be curious. No matter what is hidden in here, it has nothing to do with us."

The guard who had asked the question just now waved his hand in boredom and continued to stand guard.

At that time, no one noticed that just outside the ventilation vent of the warehouse, several slender fleshy worms with eyes squirmed their bodies and crawled in silently.

The consciousness of the hive observed the internal structure of the warehouse through these flesh worms.

They are small in size and crawl very fast, able to move easily and quickly in the narrow ventilation ducts. It won't take long for them to understand the environment and defense situation in the warehouse.

"The warehouse is divided into three layers, the outer layer is the largest, with thirty guards patrolling on the move, and a dozen guards standing guard in the middle. The Winter Soldier should be in the freezer. As for the innermost space, it is where the monitoring room and the power room are located..."

The Hive constructed the overall structure of the warehouse in its mind and quickly worked out an infiltration route.

On a building not far behind the warehouse, a woman suddenly collapsed to the ground as if all the bones in her body had gone limp, and countless flesh worms rushed out of her body.

Crawl madly towards the warehouse.

In the monitoring room, two monitors stared at the monitoring screen intently.

"Ha~~~~"

The monitor on the left yawned, stretched, and complained tiredly.

"Why hasn't the shift change come yet? I'm almost dying of exhaustion. Why do we have to stay here? Wouldn't it be better to just let the androids watch over it? They'll stare at the surveillance cameras 24 hours a day without blinking an eye anyway."

"Who said it wasn't? Unfortunately, the boss made it very clear that our mission is to prevent outsiders from knowing that this warehouse is related to the Osborne Group. Even if the possibility of being discovered is very small, we cannot let the androids guard it here."

Next to him, another monitor sighed, patted his shoulder and consoled him: "It's almost time to change shifts, hold on a little longer."

"Really? We are not in this line of work, but we have to wear this kind of awkward uniform every day. If this continues, I will die here sooner or later."

The monitor on the left said unhappily, he suddenly stood up and left his chair.

"What do you want to do?"

"I'm going to get myself a cup of coffee. I'm going to die without caffeine."

As he answered, he walked to the tea room next to him, picked up the cup and put it on the coffee machine. The coffee machine automatically sensed the flow and dark brown liquid flowed into the cup.

What the monitor didn't see was that there were a few tiny black spots flowing into the cup along with the coffee.

After the coffee was filled, he picked up the cup and took a sip.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the monitor felt something foreign entering his mouth. It turned out that those tiny black dots were parasite eggs laid by the beehive. They hatched the moment they entered the mouth, and quickly divided and began to invade the monitor's central nervous system.

"Something's wrong. It feels like something..."

An indescribable strange feeling spread from the monitor's body, accompanied by waves of strange whispers in his mind.

Then, without warning, this feeling turned into an intense pain, the most fatal pain he had ever felt in his life.

"Gah-"

The monitor fell to the ground involuntarily. He wanted to scream, but was horrified to find that he could no longer make a sound.

The monitor who fell to the ground wanted to struggle to get up, but his body did not obey him at all. Even moving a finger became a luxury.

As he was twisting and struggling on the floor, he caught a glimpse of the bottom of the table where the coffee machine was placed out of the corner of his eye. It would have been fine if he hadn't looked at it, but once he did, he was almost scared to death.

I saw countless flesh worms hiding under the table, perfectly avoiding all surveillance equipment. Each flesh worm had one or two eyeballs on its body, and they were densely packed together, which was a blessing for people with trypophobia...

"What happened? Did you get so sleepy while pouring the coffee that you lost consciousness and fell to the ground?"

Another monitor heard the noise in the pantry and walked in to ask.

"You guessed it right, I really need a good rest."

At this time, the monitor on the ground stood up as if nothing had happened and answered with a dull look in his eyes.

"If you really can't hold on any longer, just lie down here and take a nap. Your shift is about to change, and it's unlikely that someone would invade the warehouse at this time."

"No, I can still hold on. My shift is about to change. Wouldn't it be more comfortable for me to go back to my own house and sleep instead of lying on the floor here?"

The monitor shook his head and went straight back to his work station in the monitoring room.

Monitor No. 2 didn't think much about it and followed him back to the monitoring room.

But soon he realized something was wrong because his companion did not continue his monitoring work after returning to his post, but instead put his hand on the switch to turn off the automatic alarm.

"Hey! What are you doing? If you turn off the automatic alarm, we won't be able to issue a warning if an unexpected situation occurs!" Monitor No. 2 hurried forward to stop his companion's dangerous action.

However, at this moment, Monitor No. 1 turned around and stared at him, grinning.

"Yes, that's exactly what we want."

Monitor No. 2 suddenly stood still with a look of extreme horror, because the mouth of his companion in front of him opened to an alarming degree, and tentacles covered with eyeballs and fangs poured out of his mouth like flowers.

"What is that..."

Monitor No. 2 had just uttered two words when several tentacles extending from his companion's mouth quickly wrapped around his brain.

Countless tiny parasites burrowed from the tentacles into his body.

In just a few seconds, both monitors were turned into puppets of the hive.

"Well, that's interesting. These people in the warehouse are not employees of the Osborne Group, but a group of mercenaries."

After absorbing the memories of the two monitors, the Hive learned that all the guards here were hired.

"Not only is the warehouse not under Osborn's name, but even the people inside are not Osborn's. Ordinary people really cannot connect this place with Harry Osborn."

Recalling the intelligence Pierce had introduced before, Hive thought contemptuously, "Unfortunately, in front of Hydra's huge intelligence network, this little trick can't be concealed from us at all."

"The surveillance system has been disabled, and a full-scale invasion can begin."

There is no need for contact or communication; the hive consciousness is instantly conveyed to every hive parasite.

The next moment, the insect swarm launched a tsunami-like attack on the warehouse.

Doors, windows, vents, garbage chutes, almost all holes that allow air to pass through are entrances for beehive infiltration.

"What is that? Is the ceiling leaking? No! It's a bug. Where did the bug come from?"

"Hou Li Xie Te! There are too many of these bugs, they are crawling on me, damn! They want to get into my body!"

"Fire! This must be some kind of biological weapon, fire quickly!"

"Why wasn't there any warning? Are the people in the monitoring room blind? Can't they even see such a large group of insects?"

"Oh my god! Am I seeing things? The bugs we smashed have recovered again!"

"Micah! What are you doing? Why are you shooting at us? Are you being controlled?"

……

Some time passed, and the warehouse, which had been filled with gunfire and screams not long ago, was now completely silent.

The bullet shells and bloodstains on the ground showed how fierce the conflict just now was, but what was abnormal was that there was not a single dead body lying on the ground in the entire warehouse.

Forty or fifty guards were all gathered in front of the freezer. Everyone's expression was surprisingly the same: their eyes were dull and their faces were stiff.

A guard stepped forward, countless tentacles covering his scalp and face, which meant that at this moment, the consciousness of the hive was inside his body.

Hive operated the operating panel of the freezer skillfully. It possessed the memories of dozens of Hydra researchers and all the guards in the warehouse, and had an extraordinary proficiency in the operation of various technological products.

It is not difficult for it to crack open a cryochamber.

Phew!

The cryochamber opened, revealing the sleeping person inside.

A long-haired man equipped with a silver mechanical left arm is the Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes.

Looking at Buggy with his eyes closed, Hive slowly recited ten secret words.

"Zhélānие (longing), рzhāvчина (rust), семнадцать (seventeen), рассвет (dawn), печь (furnace), девять (nine), дｏｂрота (kindness), дｏｍｏй (home), ｏｄиｎ (one), ｇｒｕзｏｖик (truck), сｏｌｄａｔ (soldier)..."

When the third code was recited, Bucky's eyes opened, with a painful expression on his face.

As the secret words were read out one by one, Bucky's face became more and more hideous, until the last sentence, he lost all facial expressions and turned into a cold and ruthless killing machine.

At least, that's how it seems.

Inside his brain, a chip quietly activated, forcing the awakened Winter Soldier personality to switch back to Bucky's main personality.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Buggy thought in amazement as he looked at Hive, whose face was covered with tentacles.

He knew that he would definitely be found by Hydra's people, because this entire warehouse was a scam set up by Harry and him from the beginning, a scam to lure Hydra into rescuing Bucky.

The purpose is to let Bucky return to Hydra as an undercover agent.

Harry was well aware that spy organizations like Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. in the otherworld had intelligence networks that were far more terrifying than ordinary people could imagine. They might not be that powerful, but they definitely knew a lot of secrets.

Therefore, Harry was not worried that Hydra would not be able to find Bucky's hiding place. On the contrary, the more means he used to conceal the existence of the warehouse, the more Hydra would believe that there must be something wrong. In fact, he did let Bucky hide in the warehouse.

The result was just as Harry thought. Hydra really sent people to the warehouse to rescue the Winter Soldier.

(End of this chapter)