Chapter 892 Resurrection Mother Soviet Union
Walking in front of Natasha was a woman who could be seen as a Slav at a glance, with a resolute face and a strong figure. If Natasha is an elegant cheetah, then this woman is a majestic lioness. This can also be reflected in her speech.
The sound of the urn is breathless, and the speech has a strong nasal voice. And most importantly, she still speaks Russian.
"Romanov, I want to talk to you!"
Natasha, who hadn't heard anyone talking to her in Russian for many years, was taken aback the moment she spoke, then nodded, pointed to the open-air seat of the cafe on the street, and replied to her in Russian .
"Okay, go there. I don't think you want to stand here with me to attract attention."
Natasha's answer made the woman frown, but she finally nodded hesitantly, agreeing to Natasha's proposal. The two just sat in the corner of the pedestrian street. Although their intention was to be unobtrusive, the actual effect was not very obvious.
Natasha is the best kind of beauty, and because of her refreshed mind recently, her already extremely youthful appearance has added a different kind of beauty. This is not only a huge lethality for men, but also for women. So even if she is sitting in an inconspicuous corner, there will always be some passers-by who can't help but look at her.
This is a normal thing for Natasha. A beautiful woman is born to be the center of attention, she's used to it. But the woman across from her was not used to this. Because she's not the popular type. It is impossible for a woman whose arms are thicker than the average man's calf to be very popular, especially when this kind of thickness is fully supported by muscles.
But this woman obviously didn't care about other people's eyes, so she quickly ignored it and said to Natasha.
"This is what you want. If so, we should be able to start now."
"Of course." Seizing the initiative is the most important part of an agent's psychology. Although she was approached by someone, Natasha didn't want to hand over the initiative casually. So she responded with such a sentence, but she didn't answer the woman immediately. Instead, he called the waiter and ordered two cups of coffee. Slowly sipped in front of the woman.
This kind of behavior naturally made the Slavic woman opposite her face angry, but she still suppressed her temper and waited for Natasha's follow-up.
And looking at the woman's reaction, Natasha already had a preliminary judgment in her heart.
A little self-control, but his temper is still a little too big. It should not be some senior spy, otherwise it would not have such an obvious performance. After labeling this woman as easy to deal with, Natasha began to speak to her leisurely.
"Since you know who I am, I think you and the guys behind you should have gotten to know me in detail. So in exchange, should you also tell me who you are, so that I can also tell you who I am?" Do you have a preliminary understanding?"
"Sarapova. You can call me that."
He slammed his hand on the small table in front of him. Not only was this woman wearing masculine clothes, but her behavior was also quite masculine. And this also made Natasha couldn't help raising her eyebrows. Such a woman, I'm afraid she would prefer to move her hands rather than her mouth.
Thinking this way in her heart, Natasha continued to ask calmly.
"Okay, Sarapova, can you tell me what you want to do with me? I think we didn't know each other before, if you want to find a job or something, shouldn't you consider someone else? Right?"
"Don't think of using this capitalist way to confuse me. I didn't come to you for these superficial things, Romanov." With a cold snort, Sarapova patted the table under her hands vigorously . The strength in her hands was not small, and immediately made these small tables groan overwhelmed.
And hearing this voice, the waiter who was watching couldn't help showing a toothache expression.
He originally came to see the beauty, but he didn't expect that the person sitting with the beauty was actually a female Tyrannosaurus. If such an obvious act of destroying private property was normal, he would have come out to stop it long ago, but now, he doesn't even have the courage to step forward.
Because just by looking at his body shape, he knew that his small body was definitely not enough for others to fight. Maozi's combat prowess is well known all over the world, even Maozi's women should not be underestimated. He didn't want to try to see how far his fighting power was from this woman.
The waiter was silent, but it didn't mean that Natasha would also be silent. In fact, upon hearing the woman's tone of voice, Natasha guessed the woman's identity. This surprised her a little, but on the surface she still had that smiling, indifferent expression.
"This is a private place, please be careful and don't break other people's things. Besides, capitalism? It's been a long time since anyone has heard someone say this in Russian. This tone is really similar to the time before the collapse of the Soviet Union. , but judging by your age, it seems that you shouldn’t be from that era.”
"The Soviet mother will not die, remember that, Romanov."
Hearing Natasha's words, the muscles on Sharapova's face twitched, and the expression on her entire face became fierce. But this time she didn't smash anything, but put on a very serious look and warned Natasha.
Hearing this warning, Natasha nodded casually, but her hand had already slowly reached into her handbag. And Sharapova didn't seem to see this, she just looked into Natasha's eyes, and after seeing her nod, she continued to speak to her.
"As for my identity, you don't have to guess too much, I will tell you. As the former black widow of the KGB, I think you should know the super soldier plan of the Soviet Secret Forces. I am the product of this plan, frozen One of the super soldiers for more than twenty years. Now I come to you for a very simple purpose. We need your support to help us restore the glory of the Soviet Union mother."
Sharapova's straightforward words made Natasha raise her eyebrows immediately. She also knew a little bit about the Soviet Union's super soldier program. Because she herself is also a product of this plan. And according to the information she got back then, it seems that this plan does have a deeper department, and this department seems to have indeed developed a different super soldier.
You know, back then the United States and the Soviet Union competed to the death at all levels. The same is true of the super soldier plan. Unlike Captain America, who already has a finished product in the United States, the Soviet Union has always been overwhelmed in this regard. Therefore, the Soviets also spent a lot of money in developing their own super soldiers and set very high requirements.
All the American super soldier program requires is to be invincible on the battlefield. Just like Steve Rogers, it is enough to do the limit to the extent that the human body can reach. The Soviet Union believes that this does not reflect the force of our great Soviet Union at all, and our super soldiers must overwhelm the Americans.
Therefore, the Soviets selected the most elite group of people from the army, spies, and government departments, hoping to use them as a blueprint to create the most powerful super soldiers. Not only must it be able to compete with the Americans in terms of combat effectiveness, but it must also be able to crush the American level in terms of professional quality.
Natasha knew the catchphrase of making super soldiers back then. The requirement is to be proficient in at least twenty languages, to be invincible on the frontal battlefield, and to be invincible in espionage infiltration work. To disintegrate the regime of a small country overnight and plunge it into a state of complete anarchy is considered qualified.
To be honest, when she heard this, Natasha always thought that the government department was blowing up the air, just like the big Ivan, who was blowing out 100 million tons despite the fact that it was 50 million tons. Now it seems that this is indeed a bit of bragging, because Sharapova's performance does not seem to be able to disintegrate the regime of a small country with espionage and assassination.
But Natasha didn't mean to underestimate her, because she knew a very basic truth. That is, things made in the Soviet Union may have moisture, but they will definitely not have too much moisture. The two superpowers in the world are not blown out, they have always been played out.
She has already developed a deep fear of this female super soldier in her heart, and this fear comes more from the pressure brought to her by her former motherland. But this does not mean that she will choose to give in because of this.
"Why did you choose me? I am not a big shot, and it is almost impossible for me to provide you with any substantial help."
"Intelligence, and contacts. I believe that you must have accumulated a lot of things in this area over the past twenty years. I also believe that you must know many Soviets who want to restore the glory of the motherland. Natasha Roman Nove, since we have chosen you, we naturally know how powerful you can be. So don't think about escaping, and don't think about covering up. I only have one sentence, the motherland is calling you, what is your answer? What!"
From Sharapova's gaze, it's clear she has great hopes for Natasha. But to her disappointment, Natasha didn't nod and agree as she had imagined, but after some hesitation, she simply and directly rejected her.
"Sorry, I don't have that interest. The Soviet Union is dead, and this is something that any smart person can see. I miss my motherland quite a bit, but I don't miss the bastards who destroyed the Soviet Union at all. So, I I won’t cooperate with you. I even said, I would like to know who told you to come to me.”
Quietly, she took out a pistol from her handbag, pointed it at Sharapova's head, and said to her seriously.
"Tell me who sent you? Hydra, or Skyhammer Bureau?" (To be continued.)()
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