Warhammer: My buddy has too many secrets!

Da da da.

With his military boots treading on the tunnel, Red Skull Schmidt suddenly spoke up, asking, "Dr. Zola, I remember your Super Soldier program used prisoners of war as test subjects before, right?"

The familiar voice startled Zola, who then wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and replied:

"Yes, under your orders, I have already begun to reverse engineer your blood, but most of the test subjects have reacted poorly."

"Only a very few individuals showed good compatibility with the serum... Among them, an individual named Bucky performed exceptionally well. We had already reached the brainwashing stage, but..."

"But you didn't expect the base to be attacked, did you?"

John Schmidt paused slightly, his abyss-like eyes turning back to look at Zola.

"So you mean those prisoners of war aren't loyal to Hydra yet? Abraham Erskine has already caused us a lot of trouble, and Zola, it seems you've caused Hydra some minor trouble as well..."

The accusatory words nearly made Zola tremble; his legs were already weak, but he still hurriedly explained, "No! No! Schmidt! The serums I developed require phased injections to maintain their activity!"

"They might be very strong at first, but they'll gradually lose their power! They won't cause too much trouble! And I've already obtained a batch of experimental data! I can produce more super soldiers for you!"

Zola was trying his best to show his value at this moment. Red Skull glanced at him, then didn't say anything more and continued walking. Seeing that Red Skull didn't blame him anymore, Zola wiped away his cold sweat and then quickly shouted a slogan.

"Long live Hydra!"

After Dr. Zola finished speaking, he jogged after John Schmidt, as if eager to declare his loyalty.

After all, he was used to seeing Red Skull kill people in a fit of rage. In order to avoid being killed and to prevent his genius-level brain from being destroyed, he had to be so careful.

Red Skull certainly knew what Dr. Zola was thinking, but for him, someone like Zola was actually quite easy to control.

His intelligence is indeed astonishing, but by nature he is cowardly, fearful of superiors and bullying of subordinates, and extremely easy to control.

As long as you show him enough ruthlessness, strength, and cold-bloodedness, that's enough to make this guy work for you willingly...

However, as a leader, he also understood the principle of giving a slap on the wrist and a sweet treat in return.

"Don't worry, as long as we have that Odin's treasure and the power of the Tesseract, the consumption here is insignificant in the face of that infinite energy."

Red Skull held up the Tesseract, which radiated a deep blue energy, with a fascination, then looked at Zola.

"Your research can continue; I have more important tasks for you to complete..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

A series of dull, thumping sounds rapidly approached from afar.

It sounded like iron doors being kicked open with a bang! And the sound was gradually changing from a muffled tone to an extremely sharp one!

It felt like a tank was charging towards them at high speed! Dr. Zola, who was easily frightened, almost let out a terrified scream at that moment, and even Red Skull's face suddenly froze, and he frantically pulled out the pistol from his waist.

But at that very moment, the iron gate in front of him, which he considered unbreakable, was kicked open with a bang.

That's right, kick it to pieces.

Moreover, it didn't use the slow melting mechanical structure like thermite. Red Skull only saw a shadow similar to a longsword slash past the bolt, and the next moment the entire door was kicked open like a champagne cork!

The 200-kilogram steel explosion-proof door spun two and a half times in the air, then flew across the entire laboratory in an elegant arc, precisely embedding itself in the instrument cabinet on the opposite wall with a dull thud.

That was a scene Dr. Zola would never forget.

A three-meter-tall steel giant, almost filling the entire escape tunnel, was now holding a sword and shield. His gaze was fixed on the Tesseract in the Red Skull's hand.

Schmidt's expression changed, and in that instant he also realized why Lancelot had come.

He suddenly turned and fired, but the next moment, he only saw the afterimage of the other person's movements and felt his hands, which were holding the weapon and the Tesseract, being slashed off.

Hey!

"what!"

A painful scream echoed.

At that moment, Lancelot's hand gripped the standard cube-shaped Tesseract. The energy meter in his Space Marine helmet flashed a red warning, telling Lancelot that the energy contained in this thing was too great, exceeding the reading range.

By simply applying force and crushing the special crystal that confines the energy on the outer layer, one can obtain the rule-based gem that was conceived at the very beginning of the universe.

Because this gem is connected to the entire world's space, it means that with sufficient spatial abilities, one can directly teleport to the gem's location using its energy.

Even when Odin, the king of the gods, obtained this gem from the war of the nine realms, after some hesitation, he did not choose to put it back into his treasury, but instead left it on Earth.

This was the foresight of the King of Gods: Earth was protected by the Sorcerer Supreme and was not part of Asgard's territory, so most forces in the universe dared not come to Earth rashly.

In this way, as long as the Cosmic Cube is not used for a long time, the special crystal on the outside will gradually stabilize and quiet down the power of the gem, thus disappearing from the perception of the Cosmic Mages.

Unfortunately, this peace lasted for over a thousand years.

A thousand years later, ambitious individuals like Red Skull Schmidt finally set their sights on the power of this gem.

But this is clearly an extremely foolish thing to do, something even a powerful cosmic civilization like Asgard understands. The Tesseract is actually a hot potato.

Only someone as arrogant as Schmidt would think this thing was a gift from fate and believe he had the ability to control this extraordinary power...

Lancelot glanced at the Red Skull Schmidt, whose two arms were now severed, and then reached out and grabbed the other's head in his hand like a chick.

Zola stared blankly at everything in front of him.

If Lancelot wanted, another sword strike would turn this Hydra villain into a human stump, or with a little force, he could crush his head into mush like a grape, sending him to his death in the Northwest.

Although Red Skull was also a warrior created through the Super Soldier Serum, Astartes underwent nineteen miraculous genetic modification surgeries, and even when fully armed and wearing power armor, the difference in combat power between the two was still too great.

Should we just kill this guy right here?

Lancelot quickly weighed the options in his mind. If this were the movie version, then perhaps he would need to consider the Time Security Bureau.

Not right either.

The Time Security Bureau has long been defunct. Normally, one Loki would have already obtained his permanent certification, ascended to the top as the God of Stories, reached the level of a half-author, and allowed the Marvel Universe to develop into a multiverse.

However, this Loki will be like the yellow skink in Warhammer 40k, spending his entire life sitting on a toilet. The difference is that one sits on a golden toilet, and the other sits on a stone toilet.

But in short, both of their hooks... oh no, their positions are extremely important...

Lancelot thought to himself.

At this moment, although Red Skull's hands had been severed, Lancelot did not cut them off completely.

Although the loss of both hands had driven him to the brink of madness with fear, his will to survive prevailed. He slammed his remaining forearm into his chest, causing a massive explosion of smoke.

But Lancelot was watching Red Skull's every move. Seeing his resistance, Lancelot lost interest and simply tossed him away.

As a Space Marine, Lancelot possesses extremely fast thinking speed and motion detection capabilities. He can calculate almost in nanoseconds, able to see the trajectory of a bullet's trajectory, and naturally notices this guy's attempt to escape.

But now that we have the Cosmic Cube, it's fine if Red Skull runs away. His existence might just get the story back on track as we know it.

But there's one person who can't just slip away from him like that.

clack.

Dr. Zola, who was timid as a mouse and was about to sneak away under the cover of smoke in a corner of the corridor, was suddenly blocked by a huge cross shield.

"Dr. Zola, let's talk."

Lancelot's voice amplified through the sound array channel, striking Zola's heart like a resounding bell. His stiff body trembled three times in an instant... and then he fainted.