Marvel Reverses Wolverine Chapter 64

  Chapter 64 Strategic Science Corps

   "Colonel Phillips, if the Strategic Science Corps plans to find scientific advisors and key researchers, it cannot bypass the Howlett Institute of Advanced Technology anyway. The entire United States—"

"I know very well, Lieutenant, but the scientists and technicians of the Howlett Research Institute are bound too deeply. The Howlett Group is already a giant in the fields of military and civilian technology in the United States. The strategic science group is so special. It is not suitable for such a behemoth to be involved in such a secret institution."

Since Colonel Chester Phillips took office as President Roosevelt, in response to the great changes in the world situation and the pressure from the German Weapons Research and Equipment Department, he specially established a war science research department—the Strategic Science Corps, also known as the Strategic Science Talent Reserve Department. principal.

  I racked my brains on candidates for core scientific advisors.

  The Howlett Institute includes the vast majority of cutting-edge scientific talents in various fields in the United States. This family-like group that has risen since the Civil War is almost integrated with the history of industrial development in the United States.

  The first to perfect and promote the use of gasoline internal combustion engines, which quickly replaced the era of traditional steam engines, breakthroughs in electrical equipment, digital machines, and newer technological inventions called computers.

  The Howlett family seems to have expected it to explore and acquire land in the southern United States, and even in various regions of the world, occupying the largest oil and gas reserves among the energy giants in the United States.

  They generously donated money to open universities. Harvard, Yale, New York University, Massachusetts Institute of Technology and other high-end institutions in the United States have received large donations or investments. The name of the Howlett family can enter any prestigious school in the Ivy League.

  And they set up huge scholarships and binding contracts in major universities, attracting the best talents in the United States every year.

  Western capitalist countries were born and strengthened by capital, and they are also the spokespersons of capital. The paradox is that at the same time, the national government must always ensure the balance of capital and curb the infinite expansion of capital.

  Constantly improving and strengthening anti-monopoly laws, inheritance laws, etc., are doing their best to allow the growth of huge capital forces within limits.

  Capital and the national government compromise and cooperate with each other, but they restrict each other.

  So Colonel Phillips is very clear that such a department with special authority and secret positioning is not suitable for involving such a giant. He has a candidate in his heart, but he still needs an opportunity to contact.

  Steve Rogers and his mother Sarah finally declined the invitation to stay at Howlett Manor.

  James wanted to suggest that the mother and son should simply come here. Ms. Sarah can do some daily manor work, and Steve can train in the manor more conveniently.

  But they are still daunted by such a somewhat "magnificent" life, and hope to return to the Hull Kitchen community to be more comfortable and relaxed.

Sarah did not refuse James to arrange for her to work at the Howlett Research Institute. The "secret factory" that Brooklyn residents used to call is not far from home, and when she learned that Mr. Howlett is the owner of the research institute, she was even more relieved. heart.

  Steve will take the tram to Long Island after school every day, and then run to the manor for three hours according to the breathing skills taught by James. During the day, he will integrate the exercises into his daily life and school.

  Little Steve's best friend Bucky is a little dissatisfied, he hasn't had time to play with Steve for a long time.

   "Let's go to Queens this weekend, Steve, I heard from Scott that there will be a soapbox car race over there."

  Bucky was wearing a bonnet, squatting expectantly on the steps, looking at Steve who had just arrived home.

"I'm sorry Bucky, I'm going to practice with my teacher on weekends, and I'll stay overnight, and my mother has been invited as a guest." Steve said to Bucky apologetically. He also wanted to play with his friends, but he hoped more The teacher was satisfied, which gave little Steve a sense of accomplishment.

  Baki curled his lips in disappointment: "Since you found this teacher, you have become as busy as Uncle Zeke next door, but your body is indeed much stronger."

Steve is still thin and small, but his originally dry body has gradually gained some muscles, especially his physical strength and spirit are completely different from before. James has already experienced frailty, and he is unique in regulating and improving his physique. set.

A few years have passed in this way, the German Third Reich has continued to expand, and the entire United States is also in a state of war readiness. Stark Industries, founded by Howard Stark, has begun to receive orders from the US military. The overwhelming number of orders is only one-fifth of Howlett's military industry.

  1940, Los Angeles Military Industry Expo.

  After the outbreak of the Second World War, the military industry expo became one of the most valued activities in the current era. Various military industrial groups in Europe and the United States desperately sold all kinds of equipment and weapons newly developed by themselves at the expo.

   On the contrary, it is the most powerful giant in the industry. Howlett Industries did not launch any special new weapons.

   "Yes, you read that right. This new type of laser weapon can cause thermal damage to soldiers inside the armor to a great extent. I think the research on armor-piercing projectiles can be put aside!"

  Howard Stark proudly showed off his new products. In fact, everyone knows that most of the new equipment in this kind of weapons exhibition still exists in the theoretical and experimental stages, and some of them are even pure bragging.

  The orders placed by various countries will still purchase some serious weapons in a regular manner, but from the perspective of equipment development, it has greatly broadened the boundaries of weapon applications and inventions.

   "Are you Mr. Jay Gatsby? I'm Leon from the French Equipment Purchasing Department. Nice to meet you."

Gatsby quickly recovered from Mr. Stark's "performance". He came to the exhibition as a representative of Howlett's military industry. If Mr. Howlett hadn't set the tone for the group, with his With his ability to reverse black and white, Mr. Stark should be smoking irritably on the bench at this time.

   "What do you think of this laser weapon?"

  French Lyon spoke to Gatsby with a strong French accent.

   "Well, how should I put it, I don't think the enemy will stay in the armored vehicle and wait for you to bake it with a laser for half an hour."

  Gatsby smiled slyly, he clinked glasses of wine with Leon, and continued to watch Howard Stark demonstrate a high-strength material that is bulletproof and puncture resistant.

  Boom! boom! boom!

  Suddenly, there was a storm on the Stark Industries display stage, followed by two gunshots, and everyone lay down and hid.

  Howard Stark looked at the bulletproof material displayed in his hand, embedded with two yellow bullets, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart that fortunately this equipment is reliable.

  The person who fired the gun and caused the explosion was quickly brought under control. This kind of exhibition has strict security, but spies still got in.

  Gatsby stood up and patted his clothes, trimmed Leon's collar thoughtfully, and gave him an extraordinarily confident and secure smile. This guy's smile is the one that can scare others the most.

Soon the U.S. military controlled all the participants at the meeting and checked them one by one. Howard Stark was taken away as the target of the shooting. Gatsby and Leon walked to the lounge while finalizing the French military project. Order.

   "Mr. Howard Stark, Colonel Chester Phillips, we have met."

   Colonel Phillips, with a big nose and droopy eyelids, approached the room where Stark was protected alone, shook hands with him, and put the folder in his hand on the table.

   "Do you know who attacked you today." Seeing that Stark shook his head in a daze, he continued to talk to himself.

"Hydra, a monster in myths and legends that if one head is cut off, two will grow. It used to be the German Weapons Research and Development Department. Since John Schmidt, nicknamed the Red Skull, took over, it has gradually evolved into a collection of weapons research. , covert operations, military strikes and other German military organizations."

Colonel Phillips bypassed the clasp of the folder, handed it to Stark, and continued: "They wantonly carried out targeted assassinations in anti-German countries, especially high-tech weapon developers, to attack the enemy's development, It's a normal way to strengthen yourself.”

  Howard Stark looked at the assassinated military officials and researchers from various countries mentioned and photographed in the document, his face became more serious. Stark Industries has sprung up this year, so he was targeted.

   "Colonel Phillips wants to mention joining the SSR (Strategic Science Corps) again."

Stark was keenly aware of the purpose of Chester Phillips' coming in person. The other party had invited him to serve as a scientific consultant three years ago, but Stark Industries was being established in full swing at that time, so he declined the colonel. .

"Yes, the Strategic Science Corps is not only an equipment research group, but also a Hydra organization against Schmidt. It uses cutting-edge combat power and weapons to attack the enemy in a hidden field, and this can also protect you to the greatest extent. SSR has a high degree of secrecy and can also provide Stark Industries with more orders."

   Colonel Phillips rubbed his big nose, and said bluntly with a clearly marked price.

   "Speaking of cutting-edge combat power, I wonder if you have heard of Dr. Abraham Erskine and his research on super soldiers."

   Stark thought about it and said that he had met Dr. Erskine in Switzerland and had some understanding of his research, and the possibility of success was very high.

   "We have been looking for Dr. Erskine for many years. His family members died in the Dachau Concentration Camp, and the British side has been responsible for his own rescue work. According to the latest news, we have a general whereabouts."

  The colonel saw that Howard Stark was moving, and continued: "I know your high-energy ray research. If Dr. Erskine can be successfully rescued, with your cooperation with him, we can completely overturn the war situation!"

  Stark put down the file bag, pressed his hands hard, and took the initiative to extend his hand like Colonel Phillips, and the two held tightly together.

  Jay Gatsby drove the Howlett Group's exclusive "Other Generation" limousine, and slowly passed the Buchanan Manor. He looked at it naturally for a moment, as if it was no different from other manors.

More than ten years ago, Mr. Howlett gave him an invitation he couldn't refuse. He didn't intend to start to do that right away, but still put his mind on Daisy Buchanan—the one that took him five years to do. A lavish celebration, just for the woman she can walk in one day.

But the reality is that this woman did not regard Gatsby as the only one after all. Daisy ran out of control and killed her husband Buchanan's mistress, but he became the target of revenge for the dead woman's husband. Fortunately, Mr. Howlett did what he said. The people he secretly arranged rescued him.

From then on, Jay Gatsby overcame the obsession in his heart and began to earnestly complete Mr. Howlett's commission. It took several years to finally achieve it, and he also washed his identity again and became a member of the Howlett family. One of the heads of foreign business.

Gates, who is over 40 years old, is calmer and more seasoned than before. The energy of the Howlett Group allows him to see the true power of a small group of people who have the world's top resources. He stands obediently by the chair on the viewing platform in the courtyard , waiting for Mr. Howlett.

   "Sit down, it's been more than ten years, don't be so polite."

   James, wearing a loose white shirt and trousers, waved his hand.

  Yes, it has been more than ten years, and this Mr. Bruce Howlett is still the same as when we first met that year, tall and handsome, just like a young man.

   And he didn't hide himself at all, which reassured Gatsby, but it was even more frightening.

   "Master, there was a Hydra attack at the Los Angeles Military Industry Expo this time, and the target was Howard Stark."

  James didn't respond, but asked something else: "How is the development there?"

  Gatsby looked very serious, and reported everything carefully. James nodded occasionally, and after a while, he said quite satisfied.

   "That's right, you put your heart into it. The military industry does things step by step, just let it take its course. Pay attention to your own safety, and I will add more people to your protection."

  James signaled Gatsby to drink some black tea, and continued: "Apart from outsiders, we must guard against the attention of the group's internal affairs. In short, we can't have anything to do with Howlett's name."

  Gatsby nodded seriously, and mentioned another news: "A colonel named Chester Phillips secretly prepared a strategic technology department, and it seems that Stark has been contacted. Should we pay attention?"

   "Don't worry about him, they don't want us to get involved. It is Roosevelt's hope to take advantage of this world war to support Stark Industries. Otherwise, we will soon become the military industry department of the United States."

  Gatsby sensibly cooperated and laughed, and said with some doubts and jokes: "I don't know what this Strategic Science Corps can do."

  Into the night, Bavaria, in the Alps.

  Peggy Carter was originally a code breaker for the British Ministry of Logistics. After her fiancé Fred Wells, who worked for the Home Office, successfully proposed to her, she planned to return home to be a full-time wife and take care of her husband and children.

  The head of the logistics department, Colonel Edwards, received a letter of request from the Special Operations Division, hoping to transfer her to the department. However, Carter, who was in love, refused.

  In fact, Miss Carter has a restless heart, and she will never be willing to be a mediocre housewife for a lifetime. Just before the wedding, the military sent bad news. Her brother Michael died in the front line, and the whole family mourned.

  Carter resolutely took off his wedding ring and reported to the Special Operations Division. After that, he was directly transferred to MI5, the British anti-espionage and security management agency, and became an agent.

  Peggy Carter, who was preparing to enter the marriage hall hand in hand three months ago, is currently wearing a snow combat uniform and climbing the Hydra stronghold deep in the Alps, Kaufmann Castle.

   While climbing, he and the members of the joint operation arranged a quick-response lock-and-drop, and the receiving vehicles halfway up the mountain had already parked secretly.

   Agent Carter, who climbed to the dead end of the fortress, finally climbed up the rock wall of the fortress alone.

  After turning over and rolling into the battlements of the fortress, Carter quickly took off the snow combat uniform, which contained a standard maid's brown and black suit. She dodged into the corner of the castle and touched it.

Dr. Erskine has almost become a useless person in the past two years. Erskine, who used to be a little fat and looked very amiable, is now emaciated, with messy gray hair hanging down, protruding eyes, and a shriveled body. Covered with a tattered quilt, he lay shivering on the bed.

  Agent Carter pretended to be a maid delivering laundry, walking around with a laundry bucket in his arms, analyzing the layout of the fort, while carefully looking for Dr. Erskine.

  Kaufman Castle is not a very important research or military stronghold of Hydra. After Schmidt completed his own serum injection, it was mainly responsible for storing some dangerous strategic materials and detaining prisoners.

  After late at night, Hydra's soldiers rested or gathered together to play cards for entertainment. Such a fortress in the mountains, which is not a shit, has not seen anything happen in the past few years, and the training and garrison have long since become a joke.

  Peggy found a detention record in the cell area, and according to the content of the record, he found the man who was swinging on the wooden bed. It was horribly cold in the Alps in winter.

   "Dr. Erskine, Dr. Abraham Erskine."

  The dilapidated middle-aged man on the wooden bed slowly turned sideways, brushed away the long hair covering his forehead, and looked out of the iron cage.

   "I am an MI5 agent, Peggy Carter, here to rescue you."

   Without waiting for Erskine to speak, Carter fastened a strange object on the iron lock of the cage, and motioned Dr. Erskine to stay away, and then waited for something.

  Boom!

  There was a violent explosion on the upper floor of the cell area. Carter also detonated the iron lock of the cage at the same time, kicked open the cell door, and came in to help Erskine watch carefully.

  Even though Erskine had been disfigured by starvation and torture, Carter still confirmed based on the facial features of the photo that this was Dr. Abraham Erskine.

   "How are you going to take me away?"

  Dr. Erskine's eyes are still bright, and he still has unfinished ideals and hatred.

   "Everything is ready, come with me."

  Carter half dragged Erskine, took advantage of the chaos in the castle, and fled to the lock-down point that had been prepared long ago.

  Father of Super Soldier Serum, free at last.

   Combining two chapters into one, try to post after 0:00 in the future, because I found that many readers like to chase books at night, and you don't have to wait during the day. The transitional chapter is finally almost over, and the sudden release disrupted all the rhythms, so I can only try to straighten out the rest of the story. Just sauce, rub everyone~

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