As the sun sets, the street lights gradually light up, and the unique feeling of night slowly begins to envelope the city.

Brock Rumlow carried the burgers and fries packed from the fast food restaurant, as well as cigarettes and beer bought from the convenience store, and kept moving forward in the direction of the elongated shadow.

The house he rented was just behind the street in front of him, in an old-looking building.

He was particularly tired today because he had just completed a long-term mission of the action team. He spent more than a month in the forests of South America and eliminated a group of terrorists.

If those terrorists hadn't exposed their traces due to internal problems, he probably wouldn't have been able to come back so early.

Although S.H.I.E.L.D.'s action team is indeed well paid and feels as professional and handsome as a special forces unit, only they themselves know how tiring they actually are.

The people who can join the action team are basically mediocre people with average strength and not particularly outstanding abilities. Brock Langmulo feels that being an ordinary member of the team based on his own skills is a waste of time.

But no matter how dissatisfied he is, since there is no instruction from Hydra above and no one from SHIELD has discovered his ability, he can only continue to hang around in this position.

Thinking of this, Brock Langmulo also sighed, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit one.

"Huh~" As the white smoke was exhaled, he felt that the irritability in his heart also dissipated.

Sometimes he would wonder, since no one has contacted him or given him instructions for such a long time, does that mean that Hydra has actually forgotten him?

Whenever he thinks about this, those cruel and cruel trainings from the past will come to his mind, and the threats and advice of the Hydra instructors will start to echo in his ears again.

"Cut off one head! Grow two heads! You are one of the two heads that will grow in the future, and you are also the future of Hydra!"

".From now on, your souls and bodies will be engraved with the mark of belonging to Hydra! You will always be a part of Hydra!"

"If you dare to betray! What you will suffer is not just death, but endless pain that is worse than death!"

"Remember! There are no betrayal Hydras! There are only dead Hydras! Long live Hydra!"

"There are no betrayal Hydras, only dead Hydras," Brock Langmulo murmured in memory while shuddering.

As these words echoed in his ears again, the cold eyes of the instructor at that time and the almost humanoid creature in the cage behind him also came to mind again.

It is said that that person was once a member of Hydra, but was tortured into that shape that was no longer human due to betrayal.

Thinking that the thought just now might lead to him becoming like that, Brock Langmulo quickly shook his head and shook the terrible thought out of his mind.

He would actually wonder if Hydra had forgotten him. Such thoughts and psychology were really too dangerous.

As a gust of evening wind blew by, a chill came over Brock Langmulo's back and neck, and he was shocked to realize that he had broken out in a cold sweat just now.

Such a sticky feeling was uncomfortable, so he picked up the things in his hands and quickened his pace.

"Click!" With the sound of the key turning the door lock, Brock Langmulo also opened the door.

After locking the door out of habit, he carried his things and walked towards the living room.

But when he walked out of the porch, he saw a person sitting on the sofa next to the wall. He was wearing a black suit and hat. Even his shirt and tie were black, and he had a strange and strange mask on his face.

Seeing the other person sitting on the sofa with a relaxed and elegant posture, Brock Langmulo felt that the hair on his hair stood on end, and his back, which had just been dried by the cold wind, suddenly became damp again.

None of the mechanisms he set up at the door were touched. How did this person get in?

While Brock Langmulo's thoughts were flowing, Holm, who was sitting on the sofa, also said in a hoarse and low voice: "Today's weather seems to be good, what do you think?"

Hearing Holm's words, Brock Langmulo also felt that the memory deep in his memory was touched immediately. He responded almost without thinking: "It's really good, but I prefer the weather with a little rain."

"By the way, we seem to have met somewhere before. Was it on Fifth Street?"

"Maybe at the dock." Holm responded.

"Hail Hydry."

"Hail Hydry!"

After the code connection was completed, Holm also pointed to the sofa next to him to indicate that he could sit down.

Looking at his gesture, Brock Langmulo also swayed, as if he didn't know whether he should sit down or not.

It wasn't until he heard Holm calmly telling him to sit down that Brock Langmulo straightened his back and sat on the sofa on the side.

"Agent Langmulo, I am Agent Viper. I am now officially informing you that your slumber has ended and you have been awakened." Holm said hoarsely, looking at Brock Langmulo's somewhat reserved and nervous face.

He had already noticed Brock Rumlow when John Garriott gave him the information. In his memory about the movie, he remembered that the other person should be the captain of the S.H.I.E.L.D. special operations team. From the scene where he appeared Judging from the several scenes with Captain America, Brock Rumlow is also a fairly important supporting role.

Although he still died at the hands of Captain America in the end, in previous movies he had reached the position of being considered a minor leader of SHIELD, leading an action team independently and with outstanding abilities.

However, in the current world, he is still an unawakened double-base agent of Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D., which is unique in some respects.

During this period of time, Holm also found a lot of information about the other party. Combined with the previous information about Hydra, he finally determined that this Brock Langmulo was indeed worth cultivating, and he indeed occupied a lot of scenes in the movie. supporting role.

Now Holm wakes him up to give him a chance to stand out, and it is also the beginning of training his own team.

"I've been waiting to serve the organization!" Brock Langmulo said with a dry voice.

Holm nodded when he heard this, and recalled that he didn't seem so excited when he was activated by Grant Ward.

Maybe it was because he didn't wait long before being activated, while the other party was asleep for a long time before being awakened.

While Holm was thinking, Brock Langmulo was also observing with his peripheral vision from time to time.

He looked at the dark mask on Holm's face and felt that it was really weird and terrifying. He had never seen such a cover-up method before.

And he originally thought that he would get some response after saying his words of allegiance, but he didn't expect that the other party just nodded lightly.

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