Beauty Man's Myriad Hearts

This is a common practice of Cobra's father, Hydra.

If you can't beat it, join and turn you into me!

You know, S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra don't distinguish between you and me, and at this moment, S.H.I.E.L.D. is carrying out the mission of searching for Captain America in the North Pole. The Cobra organization to which Rex is tracked by David is actually a branch of Hydra... …

One after another, the more David thought about it, the more he felt that these extra supplies were sent to the undersea base of the Cobra organization.

But he was in no hurry.

This is the first day in the North Pole.

It is estimated that New York has just entered the first stage of whitewashing himself, so David still has time to explore slowly.

"Michael, I need you to help me find out about this."

David thought about it, and decided to tell Mobius the whole thing.

Of course, he will not reveal his true identity as Dr. Mann, but will frame Rex as a fact, and tell the truth about the existence of the Cobra organization.

Mobias was shocked after hearing this, with an unbelievable expression on his face:

"You suspect that the Barrow military base was infiltrated by the Cobra organization? Are we on the other side's territory now?"

"I can't think of any other reason than that."

David was blunt: "As far as I know, the Cobra organization has a base in the North Pole, and this base is likely to exist under the sea... How can such a huge project be kept secret from outsiders?"

outsider?

When Mobius caught this word, it was easy to understand David's subconscious thoughts. A little sweat secreted from his forehead, and he felt goose bumps on his body.

He was silent for a moment, and then answered with difficulty: "...Of course it is to find a place where there are all our own people."

"If this is the case, America, no, the whole world is afraid of an earthquake."

Mobius continued with a wry smile: "I used to think that I was unlucky and a troublemaker, but now I feel that I am far worse than you... First Osborne, and now a hidden terrorist organization, David, no matter what trouble you cause in the future, I won't be surprised."

"That's for later."

David shrugged and reminded: "We have to focus on what's in front of us."

"Well, it goes without saying, I will help you."

Mobias was very decisive, and he agreed without any intention of refusing.

On the one hand, David is his benefactor, helping him out of the sea of ​​suffering and difficulties in times of crisis; on the other hand, eradicating terrorist organizations is a good deed, so how can you not follow?

What's more, he also has the ability to bat, and he is also a superhero recognized by the New York media.

In addition, David, who was no longer inferior to himself, was in front of him.

Two people with supernatural ability make a move, plus there are agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. to assist them, are they afraid that they won't be able to suppress each other?

"Don't tell anyone about this for now."

David saw that Mobius might have other ideas, and warned: "Even if it is the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistic Support Bureau that is with you, don't say...Fack, the name is really long."

"What we need now is evidence."

After a pause, he emphasized: "As long as we can find evidence that the Barrow military base has been controlled by the local government, even if we don't need to do it ourselves, we can use the authorities to easily destroy the opponent under the premise of absolute safety."

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

Mobius pondered.

"In that case, I'll go back first."

He is impatient, and after communicating with David, many thoughts emerged in his mind, and he always felt that he was not safe around him.

Before leaving, he said: "I will contact you if there is a situation."

David took out his phone, but paused, thinking that Mobias couldn't communicate with the outside world now, and he certainly didn't have any communication equipment on him, so he asked in surprise, "How do you want to contact me?"

"Don't forget, we are bats now."

Mobias replied with a smile, followed by a low groan, his body flashed, and black mist seemed to appear around him, and disappeared instantly.

A special audio sounded in David's ear, and he suddenly realized.

The bat's ultrasonic wave is used for flight orientation, and it also has a language-like function, which can be used to communicate with the same kind.

Humans cannot hear ultrasound because of its high pitch.It is worth mentioning that, among bat abilities, echolocation, or the function of radar positioning, is based on ultrasonic signals.

Both he and Mobias have bat abilities, and can naturally perceive each other's ultrasonic signals.

Chapter 120

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, greeted the soldiers at the gate, and walked into the base carelessly as usual.

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

Mobius pretended to be idle and bored, wandered around, and found the person in charge of this search mission, an agent from S.H.I.E.L.D., Phil Coulson.

"You came back so early today?"

On the table in front of Coulson was a map of the North Pole.

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 banned on military bases.Although Barrow is a small place, it is also a military site. Usually, when the plane transports supplies, alcoholic beverages are not included.

"Alcohol can only be used as an adjustment in life, and 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."

Mobias estimated, compressed frantically, and said a time: "However, it is best to replenish blood quickly, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to maintain my ability these days and cannot assist you in your search missions."

"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."