Marvel: The beginning is tied to the experimental platform

In the steam-filled sauna, Strack lay on the bench, enjoying the services of the girls. I have to say that the black widows who were eliminated, after the second training, this massage technique is really good.

Since the establishment of the Red House, all the black widows who have been eliminated will be trained in other skills after treatment, and then they will be rewarded as rewards to those who have made great contributions to Mao Xiong.

At the peak of the Red House base, nearly 500 students could be trained at the same time, and a batch of students died every year, and new blood would be replenished, and the cycle continued until the behemoth fell down.

The whole world has seen how the local living standard has been in the past few years. This also gives the Red House a good opportunity to absorb a large number of seedlings. Anyway, since they stepped into the base of the Red House, freedom has become a luxury. The only companions for them are close-fitting daggers and cold firearms.

Konasova looked at Strack, who was enjoying with her eyes closed, and wanted to break his neck and escape from the base, but she didn't dare, she didn't want to die because she hadn't lived enough, especially after leaving that hell, she was full of new yearning for the future.

Even if she killed the man in front of her, she would have no hope of surviving, because miniature bombs were implanted in their bodies, and life and death could not be decided by themselves. This is the greatest tragedy.

Isa on the opposite side, seeing her roommate's tangled expression, shook her head slightly, sadly, they continued to serve the man in front of them, Strack's mouth curled up slightly: "Smart choice!"

He slowly got up and grabbed Konasova's red hair, watched her close her eyes as if appointed, and chuckled: "You are just trained fighters. In the eyes of ordinary people, you may be very powerful, but to me, you are just sparrows that can be crushed to death."

As he said that, he got up and grabbed another girl's long hair, and dragged the two girls out of the sauna room. Now they are his own private property. Just as he was about to enjoy the delicious Strucker, his mood became heavy the next second.

"Beep~beep~beep~~~"

There was a piercing alarm in the entire base. It was someone who had invaded the base. He hurriedly put on his nightgown and left his large bedroom, and walked quickly to the base monitoring room: "What's going on?"

A guard pointed to the ruins on the monitor: "The air defense facilities around the base have all been destroyed, and there are a lot of UFOs~"

"I'm not blind~"

Strack looked at the Quinjet fighter on the monitor, hurried back to the office, put on his combat uniform, picked up the landline and dialed to his teammates: "Pierce, what's wrong with you?"

Pierce on the other end of the phone, drinking whiskey, smiled coldly: "Run away first, who told you to put your hand under their noses? That old woman is not dead yet!"

"dududu~"

The busy tone on the receiver sent chills down Strack's spine, and he dialed an internal number: "Send out the Sting Scorpion Response Team, and guard the entrance of the base for me."

After hanging up the phone, he quickly walked to the bottom floor of the base. There were mutants injected with the improved version of super soldier serum that he had researched over the years. If Sting Scorpion couldn't resist those intruders, maybe these monsters would be his last capital to escape.

This time, when he came to destroy the Hydra base here, the commander of the operation was Ludan Nick, and the specific implementation was the security force of the Ark Group on Damao's side, 5 special operations squadrons, each with 24 combatants.

These well-equipped fighters filed down from the Kun-type fighter jets, dispersed into combat teams, and began to wipe out the defensive forces on the periphery of the base. Their combat experience is extremely rich, and often a small team can easily eliminate all enemies in an area.

"Boom~"

A combat team was bombarded with flesh and blood by the RPG in the corner, but it attracted two teams not far away to focus fire. The guard hiding behind the bunker was even beaten into a hornet's nest by bullets.

The combatants sent by S.H.I.E.L.D. this time took on the task of transporting wounded soldiers, because the security force of the Ark was more capable of fighting than they imagined, and the firepower was fierce.

Combat teams who have suffered once, as long as they find a bunker or a place that is suspected to be a bunker, they will shoot an RPG first, and if they are sure it is a bunker, they will make up for it.

Nick looked at the soldiers who were still hanging on the stretcher, with a look of unbearable expression but a sigh of relief in his heart. If he let his men attack by force, who knows how many people would die?
The team doctor who belonged to the security force of Ark took out a light green injection from his pocket and stabbed it directly into the neck of the soldier who still had his upper body. He pushed the injection tube with his thumb. With the injection of the drug, the soldier who was breathing weakly fell into a coma.

In an action team, only three people were able to hang their breath. The other five people died on the spot, and the remaining three people were not much better.

The team doctor had just finished his work, and a few more stretchers were brought over. Looking at the team members humming miserably, he frowned and asked, "Alek~ You guys who came out of the sea soul shirt can't beat the guards here?"

Alek groaned and thumped him: "Bandage me first, Marklov. As soon as our three teams rushed to the entrance of the base, they opened fire from the opposite side. The firepower was so fierce that the brothers couldn't get in at all."

"Where's the mutant support team?"

With the injection of the potion, Alek took a long breath: "They are entangled, and there are also mutants on the opposite side. They seem to be stronger than ours, not in terms of ability, but in terms of physical fitness."

In fact, what Alek said was conservative. In the mutant group of three, there were four groups of 12 people who rushed into the base. They were actually crushed and beaten by seven mutants on the opposite side. They were both mutants who controlled flames.

Seeing this, a team leader quickly turned his head to the walkie-talkie on his left shoulder and shouted: "Sereva~ come and support us, the mutants on the opposite side are too powerful!"

"Shout what!"

A short brown-haired woman glanced at them with a cigarette in her mouth, and then rushed towards the entangled mutants. As the captain of these mutants, her abilities needless to say, the Alpha-level shock wave, and the Delta-level self-healing ability that was awakened after injection ensured the output of her abilities and at the same time saved her life.

"Drink~"

As she clasped her hands together and slapped her palms, the air ripples visible to the naked eye spread around her palms.