Marvel: The Imposter Inventor

Chapter 148 Attack, Excitement, That Man (Second Update)
Inside the Hydra Airbus transport plane.

Baron Strucker was staring intently at the Loki scepter before him.

"Superhumans are the future of this world! And all we need is this scepter."

Strucker, who was very familiar with the history of Hydra, knew very well that this was no longer an era where one could do whatever one wanted simply because of resources and connections.

Once upon a time, super soldiers like Captain America were the strongest force among humankind.

But ever since that playboy revealed his identity as a superhero, superpowered individuals have been emerging all over the world.

After the Battle of New York, even more beings with otherworldly abilities invaded this world.

Technology may bring more powerful subordinates, but only superpowers can truly enhance him.

Even within Hydra right now.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. faction is secretly researching the Centipede Warrior project, while the Returnists have found a way to bring the Hive back and are hunting Inhumans all over the world.

On his own side, however, he was still repeating the same old path from decades ago: mechanical soldiers and energy weapons.

'If I had gone with the scepter that day, how could I have been so easily manipulated by that Orange boy!'

'Even further, to claim this power to manipulate people as one's own!'

Of course, Strucker didn't intend to experiment on himself right away; now that he held the scepter, he had plenty of time to test on those lab rats.

'Just wait until the experiment is ready.'

Strucker, on the other hand, was still dreaming of a bright future.

But suddenly.

"Bang~"

A very faint thud sounded from above the Airbus transport plane.

Although the sound wasn't loud, it still startled everyone in the cabin.

Strucker, who was lost in his fantasy, immediately tensed up, gripped Loki's scepter tightly, and asked the driver in front of him in a stern tone.

"what's the situation!?"

"Your Excellency, it sounds like something hit the top of the cabin. Judging from the sound, it might just be an ordinary bird?"

"Damn it! At this altitude, where would we find any birds?! Switch on the external monitors!"

In fact, he didn't need to remind him; the soldier in the co-pilot's seat had already turned on the monitor.

Immediately, all the Hydras in the cabin saw it on the screen.

A blond man dressed in a blue bodysuit was standing steadily outside the spaceship.

The cape behind him, which appeared to be striped with stars, fluttered in the gale like a proud banner.

"This is... Superman?!"

"Where did this freak come from?!"

Yes, there are DC comics in the Marvel universe, and the person on the screen immediately reminded the Hydra members of that man wearing his underwear on the outside.

A bone-chilling cold immediately surged into my heart.

However, before they could even recover from their shock,

Suddenly, the blond man on the screen shot out two scarlet laser beams from his eyes.

The stealth armor on the outside of the Airbus immediately began to flicker intermittently.

Immediately afterwards, the scorching laser beam penetrated the fuselage and instantly struck a Hydra soldier inside the cabin.

Screams rang out immediately.

"Quick! Fire!! Fire!!"

Although everyone knew that firing guns would inevitably damage the aircraft, the laser had already penetrated the airspace, and in the face of immense fear, no one cared what would happen next.

"Da da da~"

A dense barrage of gunfire erupted, bullets raining down on the spot where the laser beam had entered the cabin. Some bullets pierced the fuselage and struck the blond man, while others ricocheted inside the cabin.

Several more unfortunate souls, accidentally wounded by their own men, fell to the ground screaming in pain.

However, the man outside the plane seemed completely oblivious to their attack.

He simply stopped shooting lasers from his eyes, then thrust one hand downwards, his arm disappearing directly into the aircraft fuselage.

Then, without the other party exerting any force, they simply pulled it casually.

The top of the plane was immediately torn open with a semi-circular opening just big enough for one person.

The howling wind immediately rushed into the cabin.

Along with the gust of wind, the blond man in the star-striped cloak also entered.

"Boom~"

The man landed, and the Hydra soldiers who had been surrounding him immediately retreated in terror.

"Who are you? And what is your purpose in coming here?"

At this moment, Baron Strucker looked at the blond man who had broken into the cabin with a serious expression. He was one of the few people present who were not too frightened.

However, judging from his furtive grip on Loki's scepter, it was clear that he was not entirely at peace with himself.

However, the blond man ignored his question.

Instead, his figure slowly floated in the air, one hand gripping the gap in the cabin that he had just torn open.

"Squeak~"

With a piercing metallic snap, the original nick was easily snapped back into place.

Immediately afterwards, two more laser beams shot out from the other party's eyes, instantly re-welding the broken gap.

He welded shut not only this gaping hole, but also some of the holes caused by previous bullet shots.

Watching the man carefully repair the plane, as if afraid of it being damaged and crashing, all the Hydra members had some strange thoughts.

'This person seems quite polite?'

However, this idea did not linger in the minds of these Hydras for long.

After all the holes were quickly repaired, the blond man nodded in satisfaction.

next moment.

There was no communication, no exchange.

In an instant, the blond man transformed into countless afterimages and launched a series of attacks inside the cabin.

The sounds of heavy punches rang out.

Each person received one punch, and no little glutton dared to take an extra punch; they all obediently went to enjoy their post-lunch nap.

And if anyone tries to raise their gun to fire, the next second, a huge fist print will be imprinted on their face, and a large human-shaped dent will be left on the cabin wall behind them.

Of course, it wasn't that no bullets hit the blond man.

But he seemed to have a body of steel; not a single bullet could leave a mark on him, not even a tear in his clothes.

In less than a minute, apart from the two pilots in the cockpit, only Strucker, holding Loki's scepter, remained standing in place, trembling slightly.

As the blond man approached him step by step, Strucker trembled not out of fear, but out of an uncontrollable excitement.

"Who is it, Your Excellency?"

Halfway through his sentence, seeing the blond man already standing close to him, Strucker suddenly raised his hand and launched a sneak attack.

The tip of Loki's scepter struck the man's chest directly, and the smile he had been forcibly suppressing finally broke free and appeared on his face.

"Hahaha, God help me!"

(End of this chapter)