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"interesting!"

The anthropomorphic image on the old screen caught all four's attention, but the reactions were different. Except for Ron, the others felt that the situation was a bit wrong.

"Is this a video?"

Natasha is most surprised. It is not surprising to know the birth and names of the other three people, because this can be found, but her full name is registered in the SHIELD file. "Romanov" without "Alienova" in the middle, how did the computer of the last century know?

"I'm not a video, ma'am!" The anthropomorphic face on the computer screen looked a little angry:

"Maybe I'm not the same one who was taken to prison by the captain in 1945, but I'm still me!"

The remarks ended, and a black and white photo was displayed on the screen next to it, a short bald man with glasses.

Seeing this photo, Steve couldn't believe it, because the person in the photo he knew was the most important scientist in the Hydra organization and the person who helped the Hydra leader red skull to control the energy of the cosmic cube.

"Do you know this person?" Tony asked.

"Well." Steve broke away from the memory: "His name is Anim Zola, a German scientist who works for the Hydra leader red skull ..."

"First of all, I am a Swedish, not a German!" Steve was interrupted by the face and avatar in the computer, saying in dissatisfaction:

"Second, I did not die, but lived in this world in another form. Look at those around you, all of them are my body. Now I live more mentally than before!"

It seems that Dr. Zola, the computer version of the self-exploding identity, has not spoken to people for a long time. After speaking, he explained proudly:

"In 1972, I was diagnosed with advanced cancer, and science could not save my body, but my thoughts can be preserved. They are stored in a database of two million units, and the four of you-now located at In my brain! "

Dr. Zola's words were shocking. Knowing this, Tony said in a frenetic manner: "This is a data life similar to intelligent life. Great, if I can see you through, the last step of the Ultron plan may be successful. ! "

"The Ultron Plan?" Ron glanced at Tony and downplayed: "Did you not start this plan long ago? Hasn't it succeeded yet?"

"You think high-tech is a burger, you can eat it if you want?" Tony replied, then walked into the computer:

"Hey, are you interested in doing things for me, maybe I can prepare a new body for you and let you leave this ghost place!"

Dr. Zola did not accept, he said disdainfully, "Tony Stark, you are as arrogant as your father Howard Stark!"

"Do you know my father?" Tony frowned.

"Not only you know, my father and I were once colleagues!" Dr. Zola said, "After the war, SHIELD was established by your father and several others. For development, SHIELD will stay in prison. I recruited and made me a member of SHIELD. "

"Of course, in addition to me, many other valuable Russian scientists have also been recruited. This program is called 'Operation Paperclip!'"

"We helped the SHIELD a lot, but at the same time, it also left a fire for the Hydra, so that the power of the Hydra has continued to the present!"

"The organization hidden in SHIELD is really Hydra?" Tony was surprised.

Tony's response surprised Dr. Zola in the computer: "You already knew?"

"What do you think?" Tony laughed, and he gradually understood Dr. Zola's intentions. The reason why the other party kept talking to them should be to delay time for the followers to arrive here.

Or use high-power weapons to destroy them and bury them completely.

This is actually why he called Ron together.

With Ron this guy, let alone bomb it here with a missile, even if you get two nuclear bombs, don't be afraid.

But the fact is so coincident. Alexander Pierce is in a separate office room of the SHIELD headquarters. He monitors the situation of Dr. Zola at any time.

After Zola was opened, he knew that the number of people going to Zola was not two, not three, but four.

In addition to Steve and Romanov and Tony Stark, a man named Ron Bronstad was also there.

The first moment he heard the name, Pierce immediately combined it with the mysterious 'Ron' that Fury had always wanted to hide.

After receiving this news, he immediately called back Sitwell, who had just held the post in SHIELD, and asked:

"Did the missile destroying that base be launched?"

Although the bald Sitwell had some doubts about the purpose of the Hydra leader calling himself back, he answered competently:

"I was called back by you, so I haven't."

"Um." Pierce nodded, but there was no smile on his face, but a heavy look on his face:

"Order it down, cancel the missile launch, use a nuclear bomb directly at that base, use one ... no, two! Two enough to completely destroy the nuclear bombs there!"

"This ..." Sitwell seemed a little embarrassed: "I don't understand why this is done. A Trident I missile is enough to destroy that small base. If a nuclear bomb is used, maybe New York will be severely affected. , It's not good for our plan! "

"You don't need to understand why!" Pierce was dissatisfied with Sitwell's response: "What you have to do ~ www.NovelMTL.com ~ is to execute orders!"

"But ..." Sitwell wanted to say something, but Pierce's reaction made him feel the threat to his life. He joined the Hydra halfway, hoping to get huge benefits from the plan. He didn't want to die!

So he immediately changed his voice and said, "The launch of a nuclear bomb requires permissions and procedures. This takes time!"

"The insight program is about to be fully launched. Do I still need to teach you how to do it at this time?" Pierce glared at him, although his tone was still very dissatisfied, but it was much better than before.

So soon the insight program is about to start?

Sitwell seemed to understand what it meant, nodded, and turned to leave Pierce's office.

Then, the commando led by Rumlow began to control everyone in the SHIELD command center, using the authority of the World Security Council and the Insight Program to forcibly fire two nuclear bombs towards New York. Fly to the Caspian camp in northern New Jersey!

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