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Chapter 225 Behind the prosperity is blood and sweat!

Chapter 225 Behind the prosperity is blood and sweat!
Hearing Steve's sigh, Bucky said with a sigh: "World peace? Perhaps only the Umbrella Corporation can do it."

"Honestly, our chances of winning this war against the Skrulls are not high."

"Fury believes that in the future, it is very likely that humans and Skrulls will occupy the Earth together."

Hearing Fury's prediction for the future, Captain America frowned and said:
"Nonsense! If Fury hadn't been passively resisting Umbrella Corporation, the situation wouldn't have developed to this point today."

Bucky echoed, "Fury just worries too much. If Umbrella had been more reckless when it was still weak, the situation today might be very different."

Captain America said in a deep voice: "Don't regret the past, take the time to rest, the road to New York is still long."

Afterwards, no one in the pickup truck spoke anymore, only the low roar of the car engine could be heard.

After driving for five hours and covering 300 kilometers, Captain America and his team finally arrived in Poughkeepsie, New York at 4 pm.

As soon as they entered the area, they found that almost all the tall buildings on both sides of the road showed signs of human activity.

This area is clearly more popular than other parts of America.

Captain America and others could even see many ragged homeless people on the sidewalks on both sides of the street.

You have to know that in New Jersey, not to mention homeless people, there are not many living things.

The prosperity of the Poughkeepsie area is obviously built on the powerful deterrent power of the Umbrella Corporation.

After coming to this conclusion, Captain America cursed with sorrow in his heart, "What a damn world!"

The convoy of pickup trucks drove through the busy streets of Poughkeepsie and finally stopped in front of a half-collapsed apartment building.

Captain America made a simple disguise, put on a baseball cap and changed into a black sportswear, got out of the car, and looked around.

"It's safe. From now on, we'll use this place as a temporary camp and get to know the situation in this area first."

Bucky, who was also wearing a low-key gray jacket, glanced at the half-collapsed apartment building and reminded:
"This is Umbrella's territory. Fury often sends agents here. We can get some basic intelligence from them."

The agents in the other pickup trucks changed into ordinary clothes as a disguise. After getting off the vehicles, they quickly walked into the collapsed apartment building.

After confirming that there was no threat, the agents cleared out the debris and ruins in the apartment building and made room for a rest camp.

While taking out the satellite phone, he began to contact the Avengers' intelligence personnel in the area and asked them to send some basic supplies over.

Seeing that the guys were busy, Captain America said to Bucky, "These guys are versatile. They can take care of the makeshift camp. Shall we go out for a walk?"

Hearing this, Bucky said with a little excitement: "I just saw a bar on the road. As long as you have a boxing match, the winner will not only get a 100-gram gold bar, but also free drinks."

Captain America looked a little surprised and jokingly said, "This is probably all underground black boxing. I heard that there are even super-powered people among the defenders. Are you sure you want to fight?"

It was already night, and in the slightly chilly wind, the hazy moonlight made the two people's silhouettes appear longer and longer.

The two chatted casually as they walked along the curb of the ruined apartment building toward the bustling night market in the heart of Poughkeepsie.

"Didn't you say you wanted to raise some funds for subsequent activities? This kind of boxing betting match is most suitable for us."

"And this is a serious job. If you want to make money in this world, I can't think of any other quick way to make money except boxing."

"From what I know, these boxing betting matches are controlled by gangs. It's okay to make a quick buck, but if you do it frequently, you'll probably get targeted."

"It would be better if someone keeps an eye on us. If we kill those gang members, we might be able to get more money."

"Bucky, I have my bottom line. I won't do this kind of rogue thing."

"Steve, most people in this area have blood on their hands to some extent. Are you still so pedantic as to try to reason with them?"

"I just don't want to use unconventional means. Many times, once the bottom line is breached, it's hard to make up for it."

"How can we make money without resorting to some tricks? Look, there are people from the Osborne Group over there recruiting volunteers for human experiments. How about we sign up?"

Hearing that the Osborn Group was recruiting volunteers, Captain America paused and said solemnly, "Is the Osborn Group planning to do the same as the Green Goblin Army?"

Bucky also stopped and said, "Isn't this obvious? In this world, any force with a little capital will set up private armed forces."

The two stopped on the side of the street.

Looking across the street, there were more than twenty armed mercenaries setting up an open-air stall, with two high-powered searchlights around providing bright light.

There was also a sign around the stall recruiting paid volunteers.

There were about two or three hundred ragged homeless people queuing up for consultation and physical examination.

Two doctors sent by the Osborne Group sat behind a few simple tables, drawing blood samples for testing with expressionless faces.

There were five or six female nurses helping, allowing the homeless man to check various items before experiencing the equipment.

Under the watchful eyes and pointed guns of the mercenaries around him.

No one dared to cause trouble or take advantage of the female nurses.

Because those who dared to do something dirty had already become corpses, lying on the street more than ten meters away. Bucky looked at the female nurses in white coats across the street with interest and couldn't help whistling a few times.

"Tsk tsk. That blonde is pretty good. She has a typical hot body."

Although these female nurses looked ordinary, Bucky hadn't even held a girl's hand since he got rid of Hydra's mental control.

When he saw it was a woman, not to mention her ordinary appearance, he would have been tempted even if she was a sow.

Captain America shook his head and laughed, "It seems that after you got rid of the mental control, you have become your old self again. I remember that you liked to go to the bar to pick up girls back then."

Bucky couldn't help rubbing his hands. In the cold night, it felt like a fire was burning in his heart.

"You've been standing here for so long, you're not just here to look, are you?"

As the person who knows Captain America best, Bucky can tell at a glance that he has ideas about the Osborn Group.

Captain America stared at the other side, and said in a gradually serious tone: "I plan to get rid of the Osborn Group, so that I will have the start-up capital."

Bucky looked surprised. "Aren't you a moral freak? You've always condemned Tony and his gang for robbing the rich to help the poor."

Captain America shook his head and explained: "Who told you that I have a moral quirk? I just don't want to be a law enforcer who acts recklessly."

Bucky sneered. "You mean the correct process? Let the police catch the bad guys, the courts try the bad guys, and the prisons put the bad guys in jail?"

Captain America sighed and explained, "During that time, Tony and his team rashly robbed the rich and gave to the poor after only a simple investigation."

"Let's not talk about whether they will hurt innocent people, but they often rob people and leave the mess behind."

"You know, although many financial groups have done a lot of bad things, the safe zones and shelters they established have at least stabilized order."

"When these financial groups discover that their wealth has disappeared, they will definitely guess that it was the Avengers who did it."

"They don't dare to retaliate against the Avengers, but they will definitely make more money."

"In the end, it is the ordinary people who suffer. The financial groups are squeezing the ordinary people to death."

"In the end, ordinary people who are indifferent and callous are forced into a desperate situation. Some of the timid ones starve to death, while the bold ones turn to crime."

"So, I have always been disgusted by the fact that Tony and his gang only cared about robbing people and not caring about the follow-up actions."

Bucky's face became even more disdainful and he said, "You are too naive. According to what you said, it would be better to be the biggest gang leader."

"Like the underworld king of this area, Kingpin, who sets the rules and skims the profits at every level, allowing the lower-level civilians to barely survive, but are exploited by the upper-level managers all day long."

"Do you think this is right? Do you want the Avengers to become the world's underworld emperor? Or are you just an idealist?"

Captain America was stumped by the question and replied depressedly: "To be honest, the prosperity of this area is not even comparable to that of Europe!"

"Sometimes I feel that the leaders of European countries are useless. They can't do something that even a mafia boss can do well."

Bucky shook his head and said, "This kind of social management issue is very complicated. You only see the prosperity of this area, but you don't see the cruelty behind it."

"Behind all the prosperity is blood and sweat..."

"Besides, this region has only a few million people at most, while Europe has hundreds of millions of people, so the difficulty of management is naturally different."

"I remember that you were also a leader. When the Avengers almost occupied the entire United States, didn't you encounter any management problems?"

Captain America was stunned for a moment and replied: "At the beginning, I gave all the management matters to people I trusted. I just need to know how to fight."

Bucky sneered, "No wonder you asked such a naive question. You should know that the thing that is most likely to cause harm in troubled times is pity. Think about it carefully."

At this time, the people from the Osborne Group across the street seemed to be preparing to leave.

The tall and strong mercenaries pointed guns at more than a hundred volunteers and forced them to get on military transport trucks.

Seeing this, Captain America's face turned serious, "Okay, I don't want to discuss social issues anymore."

"Follow them later and find Osborn's base. Remember to notify those dozens of agents to prepare to clean up the battlefield."

"Okay." Bucky took out a radio from his jacket pocket and notified the temporary camp.

Ten minutes later, Captain America and Bucky "borrowed" a motorcycle under the cover of night.

Following Osborne's five military transport trucks all the way to the outskirts of Poughkeepsie.

The Osborne Group converted a large abandoned farm into a simple camp for human experiments.

The two watched the military truck drive into the iron gate of the farm, and Bucky raised his eyebrows and said:

"This is at most just a base of the Osborne Group. Should we charge in directly or continue with what we do next?"

(End of this chapter)

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