69novels Chapter 163 Thanks to Simmons
Chapter 163 Thanks to Simmons
After pondering for a while, he returned to the topic directly:
"What are the conditions for Tal'darin to take action?"
He is not in a hurry to reveal all the truth. Being too hasty in this matter may not be a good thing. It must be done step by step.
Dark Moon said:
"I want S.H.I.E.L.D.'s mineral rights in the Pacific Ocean."
"This is impossible!"
Fury refused outright.
In the Pacific Ocean, he has discovered S.H.I.E.L.D.’s basic minerals in recent years. Several of them are extremely large minerals from which hundreds of millions of tons of minerals can be mined every year. S.H.I.E.L.D.’s helicarrier relies on these locations. Minerals support construction.
"Not negotiable!"
Dark Moon's tone was stiff.
It could be seen that he felt ashamed of being manipulated by Fury, and there was no room for maneuver in his words.
Fury still wanted to fight for it, but he finally gave up after trying to speak several times.
He has no bargaining chips now. He has no choice but to compromise:
"Okay! I promise you."
aside.
Tony was not idle either. When the dark moon came, he went to find Rogers' whereabouts.
[Sir, Rogers appeared in a Chinese restaurant in Queens]
Several images appear on the screen.
It was Rogers who was hiding from Hydra's search while wearing a hat.
"This is Uncle Long's restaurant!"
Liz said in surprise.
Since going to SHIELD Academy, she and Wu Xingyue have never gone to a Chinese restaurant again.
After Fury and Dark Moon discussed the specific steps, they also came to Tony's side.
"Just in case, Tony, you go get Rogers, and the others will return to Hell's Kitchen with me. Wait for everyone to arrive, and we will stop Hydra's conspiracy."
...
Snake Shield Headquarters.
underground base.
This was the place where the helicarrier was built before, but now, it has completely changed.
The sleeping chambers are arranged one after another. In the center, there is a glass container with a diameter of 20 meters, and in it is half the body of a Cree.
The glass container is connected to countless conduits, and the conduits are shunted into dormant chambers around it.
At this time, countless people wearing special uniforms lined up one by one, waiting to enter the dormant warehouse.
Outside each dormant chamber, there is a person in a white coat preparing various injection preparations.
Another area.
Several people who had been injected with Kree blood lined up again and entered a sealed space.
The sealed space lit up, and the door opened, revealing the densely packed stone statues inside.
Click -
Many of the stone statues are cracked, revealing bald heads with white skin inside. Their facial features are very abstract, and they even look rickety, but they are extremely crazy.
The rest of the stone statues did not change at all, and the bald figure inside was very impatient. All the stone statues that stood in front of them were destroyed by them, leaving only a pile of rubble.
Everything was going so smoothly.
An elevated location.
Hive watched everything going on below.
Behind the hive, there were several figures standing.
"Yes, it has reached this level in such a short period of time."
Hive was very satisfied.
Malik laughed beside him:
"Thanks to Simmons, that's accelerated the progress."
Beehive nodded, looked at the person in charge of this project, and said:
"What's the failure rate?"
Hive asked condescendingly.
"Return to the leader, the failure rate is...seven out of ten..."
In other words, out of 10 experimenters, only three will succeed.
Dr. Mustache's voice trembled, fearing that the leader would blame him for this, as if trying to grab a life-saving straw, he said:
"Chief, please give me another chance. I will definitely reduce the failure rate, improve the plan, and create the most perfect alien army."
The hive is very bland:
"Oh?"
"It's already perfect now. No improvement is needed. Sacrifice is necessary. The failure rate should be driven up by quantity!"
He doesn't care about human sacrifice, and such aliens are more suitable for him to control.
"Uh... yes!"
Dr. Mustache was a little surprised. He thought he would be punished by the leader. These alien armies were more like beasts with only strength.
At this time, Malik walked to the hive and whispered:
"Chief, the people from the branch have arrived."
Hive nodded and walked towards the elevator.
When Dr. Mustache saw the leader leaving, he couldn't help but feel relieved:
"The leader's thoughts are really hard to figure out."
After complaining, he went back to work.
in the elevator.
"Have the gifts for the President and the Security Council been delivered?"
Hive asked.
Malik stretched out his hand to look at his watch and said:
"It's probably been delivered to their desk."
"it is good!"
...
In the Snake Shield Bureau conference room.
"Pierce, for so long, I thought you had really become a member of SHIELD!"
A slender man with a somewhat gloomy appearance mocked.
"Struck, I've wiped your butt a lot over the years!"
"Hive, he speaks loudly, I don't know how strong he is."
On the other side, a man with brown hair said.
Hydra, since its split, has been doing its own thing, and the Hive is a belief that only the ancient faction adheres to. It is normal for the other branches not to know.