Chapter 341 40 You Never Thought that This Was All Part of the Plan of Red Skull Master Mason Cooper

Chapter 341 40. Unexpectedly, all of this is within the plan of Red Skull Master Mason Cooper.

The words were divided into two parts. While Mason and Old Wolf were making a final "summary" of what happened on the doomsday night seventeen years ago, Hawkeye and his group had also entered New Babylon.

This city is the former New York City, but now it is obviously more than a little weaker than the prosperous metropolis it was seventeen years ago.

The great transfer seventeen years ago had already transferred all the remaining people in the entire wasteland world, and those left here were all "worthless" lives.

The number of criminals, prisoners and some unlucky ones who did not catch up with the transfer for various reasons is less than 0.001% of the total. Even seventeen years later, the number of lives wandering in this wasteland is estimated to be less than 0.001%. Hundreds of thousands.

Barbara complained when she first arrived that this place was simply worse than the Caribbean world in the apocalyptic era.

And most of these pitiful numbers of less than a few hundred thousand people live in the city of New Babylon. Of course, they do not enjoy happiness living here.

Bathing under the rule of the wasteland and still wanting to enjoy it is a beautiful thing that one cannot even dream about.

The person who rules here is the "Doomsday President" His Excellency the Red Skull. He was also the leader of the villain's counterattack seventeen years ago. It was he who led the team to break through the Avengers' base camp and strangled his old enemy Steve Rogers to death with his own hands.

However, the President who single-handedly created the Doomsday Wasteland actually has another identity.

One of the A-level twelve-member council members of the Stars Association, the most low-key one. He almost never attends any activities in the Stars Castle. Even if he goes to the Stars Castle, he will dress up in disguise, so that no one knows this guy's true identity.

He is a "die loyal" to the Warlock faction, and serves as the governor of this wasteland world just like the old Green Goblin once did. According to the White Queen's disclosure, the Red Skull has a heavy responsibility in this world, making it impossible for him to leave easily.

But it is impossible for such a villain to let him play "playing house in the wasteland" peacefully. He will always do some fancy things to "entertain" himself.

Such as now.

"Dudududu"

The sound of the communicator sounded in the room of the "White House", which is a "fake" built in the city of New Babylon. It is surrounded by blood-red swastika flags to show that this place is the headquarters of Hydra. of supreme majesty.

"Snapped"

A gloved finger pressed on the communicator, and a hoarse voice came from the rotating chair facing away and said:

"What's up?"

"Your Excellency, the 'delivery man' has arrived, it is Hawkeye Clint Barton. The blind old guy is requesting to meet with the leader of the 'resistance'. He said that he brought the last legacy of the Avengers, Give it to us as a weapon against the Hydra order."

A flattering voice rang from the phone, like a hidden vicious dog that was about to choose someone to eat but had to ask for permission from its owner.

"Ha, the little mouse should hide in his hole and live in fear until the last day of his life, instead of jumping out so openly to provoke the hungry cat."

The guy sitting in the chair laughed, waved his hands with a sense of gloomy amusement and said:

"Master Hawkeye is a once noble Avenger, so you must take good care of him. Also, if you meet my 'comrades', remember not to alert them."

The "Doomsday President" Red Skull turned his chair, with a ferocious look on his blood-red skull face, and said:

“Although it is disgusting to have unwanted guests who step into other people’s homes uninvited, we are people who understand etiquette, so we must treat them well.

If you can capture them, remember to bring them to see me.

I had so much to tell them and I knew they had a ‘gift’ to give me. "

"Copy that, Mr. President."

The person opposite promised:

"I will bring the Hydra Guards to contact them and invite your guests to your palace. You will not be disappointed. However, I may need to ask for help from Mr. Winter Soldier."

"Go ahead, it's time."

Red Skull snorted and hung up the communication.

This big villain was in a good mood. He stood up from his chair, hummed a strange German song and stepped on his military boots into his collection room.

While putting on his favorite "battle uniform", he looked at the three walls of "collectibles" in front of him.

Captain's buckler, Iron Man's suit, Black Panther's incomplete helmet, Thor's armor, She-Hulk's bikini, Vision's core processor, etc.

These were collected by him personally, remnants of his once helpless enemies, and now they are displayed here in a pleasing manner.

Unlike other A-level personnel, Red Skull has no interest in various strange objects in the parallel world system. He rarely even participates in external development, but this is not because he does not want to.

He just can't.

These are two completely different concepts.

For him, his most glorious victory had been achieved in the hearty Doomsday War seventeen years ago, but his subsequent destiny declined rapidly after the peak.

As the warlock said, when the dark dawn came, he made a very risky and wrong decision, and that decision ruined all his "futures."

Let him, the most outstanding hero in the Doomsday War, be forgotten by his "friends" and be imprisoned in this wasteland to spend the rest of his life like a prisoner.

If there were no accidents, this would be his end, but now, the "accident" he had been looking forward to had arrived.

He just wants to be free.

The freedom was not given by others, but obtained by himself. As for the future of this world or even the entire parallel world, he did not care at all.

The doomsday president of this world reached out to open a delicate glass cabinet, took out a small box and put it in his arms. He pulled up the hood of Captain America Steve's blue suit in front of the full-length mirror, admiring the sight of the old enemy in his suit. He himself, who was wearing the clothes, fixed the captain's buckler behind his back.

He guessed that there would be a fierce fight today.

And he was ready to die, which had nothing to do with bravery. It was just that the expected death was already on the way. Like Logan and the Hulk, the Red Skull also wants to die at the hands of others.

He had been hiding in his "dog cage" planning for this day for seventeen years, so why did he care so much?

When you're a villain, having fun is the most important thing.

Fully armed, he turned to look at the full-length mirror beside him. He looked in the mirror like a perfect combination of Steve Rogers and the Red Skull, with a strange smile on his ferocious face.

He touched his neck and said:

"This great head, who knows which hero will be cheap?"

"Hail hydra!"

When the Doomsday President, who had put on his battle uniform, walked out of his collection room, the Hydra guards all over the passage in front of him raised their arms and shouted slogans that represented order and power in this world.

They are not really loyal to Hydra.

They are just various "heroes" selected by the Red Skull from the city of New Babylon. They chant this slogan just to prove their camp and loyalty to the leader.

Red Skull ignored them.

As he strode towards his presidential office, he casually said to a man wearing full armor following him:

"Activate the X weapon arsenal! Get ready for the new batch of conceived 'little guys'. It's time for them to exercise before being sent to the Conqueror's headquarters.

Well, going all out to defeat the guests is the correct way for fellow members of the Star Club to greet each other.

My dear Mr. Mason seems to want to know what secrets there are in this world. Of course, I will happily share it with him, provided that he survives the first wave of offensive.

If you are just a piece of trash who thinks highly of yourself, it is meaningless anywhere. "

——

"I still think you're asking for trouble."

The red spider car is driving slowly on the streets of New Babylon. Eagle Eye holds a worn-out war bow and wears coquettish little sunglasses, perfectly interpreting the identity of a down-and-out blind man. "Logan", who is responsible for driving, observes this seemingly "very" "Prosperous" city, while saying in a contemptuous tone:

"Master Mason told you that this was a planned ambush. I don't understand why you came here to die? If you really had enough life, then you should have been killed by me in the canyon. right."

"Shut up! Drive well and don't hit anyone."

Clint Barton, who was leaning on his seat with his eyes closed, said impatiently:

"It's impossible to explain things to a wasteland little girl like you. You can't understand all this, and I'm not in the mood to explain it to you."

"But now I'm running with you to fight for your life, and the taste of that potion is really disgusting."

Ashley Parker, who drank Polyjuice Potion and disguised herself as an old wolf, complained:

"You should at least tell me your plan so that I can be prepared. Don't you Avengers always have a plan when you do things? That annoying Barbara Gordon must have a plan too, but she doesn't want to tell me.

Obviously I have joined them."

"No, kid, you're nowhere near joining them."

Perhaps because he couldn't stand the chattering and childishness of his rebellious daughter, Eagle Eye took out a wine bottle and drank a sip from it. He had no interest in the surrounding scenery controlled by the Red Skull and serving "order".

He whispered in a tone of words and deeds:

"Just like when I was chosen by Nick Fury, it's not the end when they allow you to act with them, it's just the beginning.

If you really want to integrate into them, you have to at least fight for what they pursue a few times. You can understand this as the 'joining challenge' when you were a member of the Wasteland Gang.

In such a chaotic organization, you need to use violence to make others obey you, but under Mason, you have to show some more valuable traits. "

"I think I'm awesome!"

After Ashley frowned and listened to her father's instructions, she retorted unconvinced:

"I think I can beat Barbara and Blue Beetle, they are weak!"

"What about the Kryptonians?"

Eagle Eye sneered and said:

“Under Mason, even the Kryptonians were just the go-to guy, and the way he picked his teammates was obviously not just about strength, and it reminded me of those days in the past.

Nick Fury does things the same way, they know how to make good use of others.

If you want to go further in this group, you'd better learn from others with a humble heart, otherwise you will be eliminated soon. Just pull over at the bar in front of you. "

Eagle Eye said something, and the spider car quickly stopped on the side of the road.

He and Ashley got out of the car and picked up the silver-gray mechanical box that had been escorted from the rear, carrying it like a blind man in despair and staggering into the bar.

This place has obviously been booked.

It was full of vigilant guys, all dressed up like ordinary people. They looked really well-trained, but the more they looked like this, the little hope left in Hawkeye's heart was quickly dashed.

It seems Mason was right.

The so-called resistance army never existed. For a former Avenger, he knew exactly what a group of resistance forces that had been operating behind enemy lines for seventeen years looked like.

These people in front of me.

Too high profile.

"Are you Mr. Hawkeye who has been in contact with us?"

A short, fat man in a white trench coat stood up with a smile on his face. He quickly stepped forward and took Hawkeye's cold hand, saying:

"Our organization really welcomes your arrival. We have no shortage of supplies but urgently need an outstanding commander like you to lead us to resist the tyranny of the Red Skull.

We already have a strong foundation in the city, and all it takes is a successful sneak attack to oust the tyrant. Of course, we also need some weapons.

I mean, the unconventional kind of talent against the Red Skull's HYDRA stormtroopers, a team of super villains. "

"Of course, I brought you the necessary weapons!"

Hawkeye turned back and gestured to "Logan" beside him. He put the suitcase in his hand on the table and reached out to open it in a complicated and complicated way.

Amidst the flying liquid nitrogen used for refrigeration, the sophisticated mechanical box slowly opened under the surprised and excited gaze of the man in front of him, finally revealing ninety-nine boosters that looked very advanced and futuristic.

Hawkeye took a step back and said:

"Super Soldier Serum! S.H.I.E.L.D. made it as a backup plan before the end of the world, and it took me ten years to find it in the Brazilian wasteland.

Now it's yours.

It only takes one injection to harvest 99 heroes as powerful as the captain.

Of course, I have a small request. "

"You say."

The pudgy man's eyes were full of joy. The treasure in front of him was enough for him to make a great contribution in front of the President. He looked at Hawkeye and said with utmost sincerity:

"As long as we can do it, I will do my best."

"Leave one for me."

Eagle Eye sat on a chair leaning on his worn-out war bow. Under his blind glasses, a smile from the bottom of his heart appeared. In desperation, he whispered:

"I've had enough of running away, I want to fight again, in this city we swore to protect but failed to protect, with that bastard Red Skull who destroyed everything.

I mean

I don’t want to prove that I am better than anyone else, but I want to take back those things that have been taken back with my own hands! "

"Of course you deserve it."

The short and fat man was stunned for a moment, then immediately took out a dark green enhancer from the box and handed it to Eagle Eye. At the same time, Barbara's voice also sounded in Eagle Eye's ears:

"Hydra commandos have surrounded the bar where you are, and fire support is on line. Clint, we granted your last wish, now tell me your answer."

"My answer is."

Eagle Eye stood up and clasped the "Super Soldier Serum" in his hand under the gaze of a group of "resistance soldiers". He grinned and whispered:

"Let us burn this filthy place to ashes!"

The moment the others pulled out their guns, Clint grinned and smashed the "serum" in his hand to the ground. At the same time, the mini-bombs under the 98 serums in the box exploded.

No fragmentation damage was caused.

But the dark green liquid splashed into dangerous fear gas the moment it touched the air. The billowing green smoke enveloped the ambush in the bar and the approaching Hydra commandos in the surrounding streets.

Ashley behind Hawkeye had already put on a breathing mask, but Hawkeye himself took a deep breath of dark green fear gas.

This thing that can catalyze fear can make the most terrifying scene in anyone's life burst out in front of anyone's eyes to break their will. However, at this moment, Clint Barton showed a hint of "enjoyment" while moving his hands and feet.

Images of the disastrous defeat seventeen years ago rolled back and forth in front of his eyes, but the fear

Fuck fear!

All the fear in my life was used up in that night of running in embarrassment, and all that remained in my body was anger.

"Shua"

The war bow of Hades bounced in Hawkeye's hand, unsheathed like a sharp blade in the smoke of fear.

The fat man who raised the gun in front of him and cried was pierced by an arrow in the eyeball. He then put on the bow string while ruthlessly pulling out the gun. The golden fire rolled and was shot towards the air circulation machine of the bar. A few seconds later, there was an even more violent explosion. This bursts out.

Fire burns and fear reigns.

Wearing the Ronin suit, Hawkeye swung his sword comfortably and casually, chopping down the approaching bastards to the ground. He kicked his daughter away who was frightened by his fighting posture.

He said indifferently:

"Stay here! The next battle is not for a rookie like you to participate in. Let me see how powerful your father is."

Of course Ashley was unhappy, but before she could refute, a tall figure fell from the sky.

After blasting through the wall, he appeared in the chaos. The guy was wearing a Hydra suit, his silver mechanical arms were clicking, and only a pair of sinister eyes were exposed under his messy hair.

"Well, Winter Soldier."

Eagle Eye stretched out his hand to pull on the mask of the suit. He looked at the former "comrade" in front of him. He held the scandium alloy blade in his hand and stabbed it through the heart of a guy who jumped out of the thick smoke behind him.

Blood splattered, the ronin sheathed his sword, hooked his finger at the Hydra warrior, and said:

"Come on, you bastard who stabbed us in the back!"

"Come forward and die!"