Chapter 330

Bang!

Evan's head, like a smashed watermelon and a red and white liquid, suddenly splashed out, stained the screen of the whole monitoring room with disgusting color.

The dead body fell to the ground with a bang.

The originator of all this was to put the muzzle of the pistol into his nose, take a deep breath and put on a look of great enjoyment.

Death waiter, a decisive killer, may be super, but it is definitely not the existence of a hero

Seeing this, Leon, who was standing at the door, patted the shoulder of the dead waiter beside him, and earnestly advised:

"Uh... Can you stop being so disgusting next time?"

However, the dead waiter didn't give face at all and directly took it back:

"You know a hammer?! the art of shooting is to blow your head! Moreover, this is the most effective and cool way to kill the enemy!"

Lyon was choked to speechless and could only smoke at the corner of his mouth, "forget it, just like it..."

"Hello? Hello? Evan, what happened?! answer me..."

At this time, a burst of shouting came from the satellite phone tightly held by the dead body, which attracted their attention.

Entering the monitoring room, Leon picked up the phone from the body and put it in his ear.

"Hello?"

The low, hoarse, strange voice made pierce on the other side of the phone frown and immediately realized the meaning of the gunshot just now.

Something happened at the base!

With a little concentration, pierce then asked:

"Who are you?"

Across the phone, Lyon recognized the voice of the other party for the first time. It belonged to Alexander Pierce, the largest leader of the Hydra of the Divine Shield bureau!

"One day, you'll know..."

Lyon didn't want to force the other party. After leaving a meaningful sentence, he hung up the phone.

Leaving the satellite phone aside, Leon came to the monitoring computer, flipped his fingers on the keyboard and soon found the location of the server.

There should be something he wants

Just then, the dead waiter, leaning against the wall with his chest in his hands, suddenly asked:

"By the way, what the hell is this place? These people don't look like ordinary villains, but more like organized and religious cults..."

Across the mask, Leon could clearly hear the little bitch's doubts and curiosity.

Leon knocked on the keyboard and cleared the surveillance video records one by one. Without looking back, he directly replied:

"Hydra, have you heard of it?"

"What's that? Is it an SM toy?"

As Lyon inferred, the life of the death waiter knows nothing about the hydra, a mysterious organization that only appeared during World War II.

He didn't care. He gave xiaojianjian a popular science on the spot about the bad things that the evil organization Hydra had done.

After listening to the "glorious history" of Hydra, the death waiter immediately asked the questions he was most concerned about:

"In other words, this organization is the boss behind the scenes of that bastard Francis?"

"Very likely."

Smelling the speech, waiting on the whole person was like putting on a layer of looming cold Su, and the killing intention in his voice was particularly obvious.

"In that case, I'll add another name to my Christmas list... By the way, how do you spell the word Hydra?"

"Go home by yourself!"

"Fuck!"

。。。

After finding the location of the server, the next thing is simple.

Let the waiter look at Barnes who fainted. Lyon went straight to the server and copied all the research data in the base and the data related to winter soldiers.

Of course, it is his good habit to delete all the data at will

After finishing, he found the scientific researchers hiding in the research room. Under pressure, he finally got the red book recording the trigger words of winter soldiers!

It's an ordinary notebook with a red cover and a yellow five pointed star on the cover.

When you open it, you can see a series of Russian words, which closely record various research records of the Winter Soldier plan and how to turn off and turn on the trigger words of the winter soldier.

Looking at the red book, Leon was relieved.

"Finally..."

With this red book, Lyon can turn off the winter warrior mode in Barnes's head and wake up the kind-hearted Bucky from the brainwashing of Hydra!

At the thought of this, Lyon's pace is also a little light

Returning to the hall, Lyon saw a speechless scene:

I saw the boring little bitch, squatting next to Barnes who fainted, drawing graffiti on his face with a marker.

Looking at this scene, Lyon's mouth couldn't help pumping.

"Don't do it. Let's get out of here before the other party's reinforcements arrive!"

While talking, Lyon pushed aside some little bitches who still had more meaning, came to Barnes, easily and freehand carried Barnes on his shoulder, and walked quickly to the only entrance and exit of the base.

Following behind, Wade 100000 why Wilson once again.

"Anyway, why don't you kill this guy? Do you know this guy?"

"I know you."

After a pause, Lyon added, "he is a good friend of a friend of mine..."

"There seems to be some stories about basic feelings. Aren't you going to tell me?"

“。。。”

Lyon directly ignored the problem and stepped up his pace, trying to stay away from this guy full of coquettes

Taking the elevator, they returned to the white ground again.

The cold wind and snowflakes rolled on his face, making the waiter in only a tight suit shiver and sneeze.

"Wow, I may have a cold..."

Leon looked up slightly, raised his left hand, gently pressed it in his ear, and then said:

"Natasha, do you copy?"

"Received."

"When you're done, come and pick us up."

"OK, guys, see you later..."

Ten minutes later, when the night wing fighter had completely disappeared into the sky, the shendun (head) bureau (snake) support force came late to check the situation

。。。。。。

"Light!"

"Fifteen!"

"Love!"

Shadow Knight's team base, interrogation room.

A series of unrelated Russian Nouns slowly spit out from Leon's mouth.

Hearing these terms, Barnes, whose hands were locked by aidman's alloy handcuffs and sitting on the seat, couldn't help but feel a loss in his body shape and expressionless face.

As the noun continues to reverberate in my ears, blankness gradually turns into doubt, and the color in my eyes is gradually clear

Barnes, waking up, looked at the brown haired man standing in front of him and asked:

"Where is this? Who are you?"

Hearing the speech, Leon smiled, put the red book in his hand on the table and said softly:

"Welcome back, Sergeant Barnes!"