Warhammer: My buddy has too many secrets!

His vision and consciousness extended into the heavens along the threads of the anchor point. Lancelot's consciousness traveled through them and captured a spatial and temporal footprint of his past wanderings.

Following this trail, one should be able to return to that reversed world, but Lancelot is not ready to go back yet, so he plunges into a deeper level.

As white light burst forth.

Lancelot regained his sight and found himself in the underground pipes of a military base.

Lancelot merely glanced at it, and the Space Marine Lens System displayed a screen showing distance, threat level, and environmental data.

The temperature is low, and the atmospheric composition is suitable for human life... The technology level is not high; concrete structures and incandescent light bulbs are used for lighting...

Calming down, Lancelot's veteran qualities began to kick in, and a large amount of information started to accumulate in his brain.

Last time, Lancelot only thought about taking a vacation when he crossed Lancelot, but this time Lancelot really had a goal. Through the hearing amplification device on the Space Marine's helmet, Lancelot heard footsteps and human conversations coming from the end.

"...The serum of subject number 307 is unstable, and Dr. Zola said that a new sample needs to be taken this afternoon..."

"I heard that another batch of test samples has been sent from the eastern front."

Lancelot heard these voices, and the translator built into the Space Marine helmet translated their words almost instantly.

Their language is similar to that of the Krieg Death Legion.

Are these two people speaking German?

The name they mentioned in their conversation made Lancelot raise an eyebrow slightly.

German!

Dr. Zola!

With these two words combined, Lancelot almost guessed that he had finally arrived in the Marvel Universe he had mentioned before.

Moreover, judging from the background, it seems that I have traveled back to the World War II era?

Lancelot breathed a slight sigh of relief.

And most importantly, humanity in this world is only in the 2K era and has not yet developed a vast interstellar empire! Most of the trivial matters are concentrated on Earth, which means that I won't spend time running around.

Lancelot was thinking this when, at that very moment, two researchers in military uniforms with white lab coats said the same thing. They turned the corner and stopped at the same time.

What they saw was something they couldn't understand.

It was humanoid, but its size far exceeded human capabilities. It was nearly a third taller than the tallest soldier in the base, and its shoulder width was almost exaggerated.

He was covered in black armor, the material of which was unlike any metal they had ever seen.

It resembles neither steel nor iron, with a peculiar ceramic texture on its surface. The golden double-headed eagle on its chest gleams in the dim light, like some kind of totem from ancient times.

What truly terrified the two of them was the helmet.

A pair of eyepieces emitted a crimson light, a light unlike any known light source, more like a pair of eyes watching its prey.

"Invasion..."

collapse!

Before the two could utter a sound, Lancelot subdued them instantly with a speed beyond their comprehension.

The two researchers were then swiftly apprehended, and the tactical radar in the helmet visor quickly displayed the echoing images of the underground fortress to Lancelot.

Space Marines are not just canned meat on the battlefield wielding bomb guns and engaging in head-on combat with the enemy; their essence is an elite decapitation force.

For Astartes, raids and infiltrations are normal tactical skills, it's just that some legions have specialized in these abilities.

For Lancelot, the dark angel, stealth is commonplace.

Unfortunately, Lancelot is still a beginner in psionic skills, otherwise he could demonstrate the kind of skill where he hides in the shadows and insists it's his stealth technique.

Lancelot quickly moved to a corner and began searching the belongings of the two researchers he had knocked unconscious.

Lancelot soon found something in them that proved his conjecture.

These people were wearing identification badges.

A skull with six curved tentacles, it looked like an octopus, but Lancelot actually recognized what it symbolized.

Hydra.

A religious armed group.

In Warhammer 40k, this might be considered commonplace, but this organization happened to emerge during World War II and possessed extremely strong organizational and operational capabilities, brainwashing techniques, and scientific and technological expertise.

However, Hydra is also an organization in Warhammer 40k, and the 20th Primarch, Alpharis, is known as the Lord of Hydra.

The 20th Legion, the Alpha Legion, is somewhat similar to Hydra in its design. Legion warriors often disguise themselves as Primarchs and are omnipresent. They are masters of disguise and camouflage, which they use to carry out espionage activities. They often disguise themselves as Ultramarines, and their acting is so realistic that even their closest comrades cannot detect them.

Well, if that's the case, maybe I'm AlphaReis in some sense?

After all, I'm not exactly a dark angel...

Lancelot's lips twitched slightly, but he eventually cleared his mind of the distractions and began to focus on the task at hand.

It seems I'm currently in a Hydra base, but I'm not sure which version it is.

After all, the settings in comics are chaotic and diverse, and each author may have their own ideas. Hydra may also be strong or weak, and the situation needs to be investigated...

Lancelot continued searching through the intelligence, but at that moment, he heard a piercing, old-fashioned alarm blaring in the underground base.

The red warning light at the end of the corridor began to spin wildly, turning the entire corridor blood red.

Lancelot then heard the vibrations of hundreds of military boots stomping on the metal floor at the same time.

The sounds of guns being cocked echoed throughout the room, and German commands were transmitted from one loudspeaker to another.

"All personnel on high alert! Unidentified intruders are located at the POW camp! Repeat, unidentified intruders are located at the POW camp! All combat personnel, take your positions immediately!"

Lancelot slightly raised his head.

When Lancelot first heard the alarm, his first thought was that Hydra had discovered his intrusion.

But Lancelot quickly rejected the idea.

Given the technological level of World War II, even if Hydra possessed a lot of advanced technology, it would be impossible for them to hide from the detectors on their Space Marine helmets.

After listening to the broadcast and hearing that they were talking about the location of the prisoner-of-war camp, Lancelot understood the whole situation.

Lancelot stood up and began to operate the device in his Space Marine helmet to intercept radio signals from the area. It was very simple; 40K-era technology made it easy to intercept radio broadcasts of less than 2K. Lancelot quickly gleaned more intelligence from them.

"Valkyrie is under attack!!"

How many people are on the other side?!

"I don't know, all the prisoners of war we captured and took to the concentration camps have been released! You know, there's also our super-soldier research project nearby! Some of them were injected with our serum as test subjects!"

"Don't worry, don't worry! Schmidt and Dr. Zola are both here. As planned, we'll hide and wait until they quell the riot!"

Lancelot could hear the researchers inside Hydra communicating with each other via radio, and at that moment, Lancelot's built-in radar had almost completed the generation of the holographic image.

This was inside a cave. They had almost hollowed out most of the mountain's structure to build a factory, which was completely impossible given the technology of World War II. However, Lancelot sensed a massive amount of homologous energy fluctuations within it.

And these energy sources come from—

Cosmic Cube!

The ultimate weapon that Hydra possessed during World War II!