Chapter 77 Zora's new master

   "So Upsilon and Delta will account for more than 70% of the mutant population."

  Dr. Abraham Erskine looked at James with a serious face and nodded.

  Relying on the research data and information of a large number of mutant genes he brought back from Auschwitz concentration camp, as well as the summary and thinking of Dr. Klaus Schmidt, Erskine agrees with the current relatively simple division of Greek letters.

"Epsilon, as the lowest level, has weak abilities and a high degree of physical deformity, accounting for about 20 percent, while the Delta level has the largest number, and its abilities are relatively clear. The degree of physical change depends on the characteristics of specific mutations , accounting for half of the proportion of all trials."

  Dr. Erskine and James were discussing hundreds of test subjects with genetic mutations, and he suddenly realized that the mutant group, which was far from negligible in the total number of human beings, has been increasing in proportion.

   "The specific distinction may be very complicated. After all, the traits and effects of these mutant abilities are ever-changing. Some mutants with pure destructive power can be relatively simple, and they can be judged by the lethality standard I proposed before."

   "But more special abilities can only be defined slowly with the understanding of mutations."

  The division of abilities of mutants is really too complicated. Only the examples discovered so far can be roughly divided into physical body type, energy type, rule type, etc.

  Pure physical mutations, mutation factors that obtain beast-like or enhanced physical abilities are relatively easy to study and understand, but mutations like Asazor and Eric that involve space or even magnetic force are far from being explained by the current research level.

  James temporarily threw this complicated issue to the future. With the increasing number of mutants and his own continuous research progress, there will always be more discoveries.

   "Is there no problem with the serum?"

  He seriously asked the doctor that the perfect life evolution serum is what he cares most about at present.

  "The preparation was very successful. The base of the super soldier serum and the extract of the heart-shaped grass, plus your blood as a special fusion, I think its effect will be very amazing."

   "Considering your physical condition, I have refined ten servings of heart-shaped grass extract, just short of the most important energy issue."

  James looked at the purple-gold potion kept in the vibrating gold box, and the shining purple light flickered.

He has not finally decided whether to use the nuclear energy of the Manhattan Project or the unknown high-energy energy captured by Steve from the battlefield. Dr. Erskine does not know much about this aspect. Done with cooperation.

   Poof!

   Asazo teleported to the basement of Howlett's old house, James said a few more words to Dr. Erskine, left with Asazo, and returned to his mansion in Long Island, New York.

   "Klaus Schmidt was sent by the German SS to the headquarters of Hydra to observe the development of new weapons and equipment, but the leader of Hydra, nicknamed the Red Skull, launched an armed coup and completely broke with Hitler."

  Assazo reported to James the investigation information on the mutant researchers in the Auschwitz concentration camp. Unfortunately, the internal division and betrayal of the German army made the investigation completely cut off the clues.

   "So Klaus Schmidt was also removed by Hydra?"

  James sat on the high-backed chair in the study and asked in a deep voice. Asazo nodded and shook his head.

"It is said that the high-level SS, including Heinrich Himmler, failed to return to Berlin. Hitler was so angry that he wanted to send troops to destroy Hydra. Hey, but now the German army really has no spare power. The Soviet Union It is only a matter of time before we counterattack across the board and reach Berlin."

   "But daddy." Asazo smiled wickedly.

   "That boy Steve told me that the SSR has captured the chief scientist of Hydra, Dr. Zola, and they have confirmed the location of Hydra, and they are about to take the final action."

  James raised his eyebrows. This is the news he is interested in. He has known about Dr. Anim Zola's information for a long time.

  This Swiss scientist in exile, his research spans the two fields of genetics and physics. The conventional and special new energy equipment he improved for Red Skull Schmidt has extraordinary strategic significance.

   Moreover, he was not tolerated by the orthodox scientific community because of genetic research that is contrary to humanity and ethics, which is very similar to Klaus Schmidt.

   "Where is he being held."

   "It is said that he has been escorted back to New York. He reached an agreement with the Strategic Science Corps, including the defeat of the German army in the future. These scientists should not be liquidated, but secretly absorbed by the United States and the Soviet Union."

  James looked at Asazo in surprise. This kid has done a good job of collecting intelligence recently, and he can even do strategic analysis.

  He nodded, smiled playfully and said, "Check out where he's being held, I'll go see him."

Anim Zola's short fingers are nimble enough to cut fried potatoes and creamy mushrooms with asparagus on the dinner plate. He has done all kinds of horrible and bottomless genetic research experiments, but he himself has always been a vegetarian. Can't see meat.

The short and cowardly appearance always looks harmless to humans and animals, but in the field of research, he is ruthlessly like a robot. He even talked to Schmidt himself. The poor physical body affected his path of truth exploration. pace.

   Puff puff!

  Two soft sounds sounded behind him. Zola looked back strangely, but found nothing. He is now under house arrest in a safe house in New York, and the secrecy should be high.

   Turning around and continuing to deal with the dishes on the dinner plate, there was already a tall, broad, handsome man with half-length black hair sitting on the opposite chair.

  James calmly lowered his eyes slightly, looked at Dr. Zola, who was wearing a disc eye, and motioned him to continue eating.

   Gudong

  Zola swallowed the creamy mushroom that she hadn't had time to chew, and opened her mouth, but she didn't dare to shout out. The sharp canine teeth faintly revealed when the man opposite smiled, making people tremble like a hunter at the top of the food chain.

   "I have reached an agreement with the US military"

  Zola couldn't figure out the way of the person who came. It might be the German army, Hydra, or even other countries of the Allied Forces who wanted him to die.

   “The U.S. military has nothing to do with me.”

   James said indifferently, he didn't make too much noise.

   "James Howlett, have you heard of the Howlett family?"

Anim Zola nodded blankly. This oligarch family, which is particularly mysterious in the Western world, is also considered a top name in the scientific world. After all, too many technological creations, scientific research institutes, and universities are all named after Howlett. Inseparable from the relationship.

  Zola finally calmed down, he didn't worry about his own life anymore, and once again, he began to hate the weakness of his body, not worthy of the strength of knowledge in his brain.

   "Actually, you have no choice at all about what I need you to do, but in the principle of no doubt, it is better to meet and communicate with the doctor."

  James' ears moved, and three security guards were deployed around the house. They were dutifully guarding the secret post, and they were unaware of what was happening inside the house. Their work was in place.

   "What do you need me to do? I'm only willing to do research, and only research."

  Zola doesn’t care about the slack shoulders. He’s used to working for different employers. The Red Skull is pretty good. Like him, he has no moral constraints, and he has been exposed to magnificent creations like the Rubik’s Cube.

   "Of course you still do research, and the conditions are very loose, and you can even provide conditions in the field of genetics that you are most interested in, but—"

  James stared suddenly, and his body suddenly exuded a dangerous aura like an abyss like a prison, like a beast releasing pheromones to drive away weak creatures.

   "Your experiments on living organisms are not allowed. Any move that dares to cross the line will make you regret coming to this world."

  Zola nodded in haste, not daring to wipe off the sweat that was constantly oozing from her head.

  Ordinary people will instinctively feel fear when they see the vicious and murderous prisoners in the prison, and this invisible and immaterial aura, which is similar to the biomagnetic field, is ten or a hundred times more terrifying than that kind of vicious aura.

   "You'll love your new research environment."

  James suddenly lost his momentum, and said easily, snapping, he snapped his fingers, and lay down comfortably on the roof. Asazo, who was waiting for the sunset, yawned and came to his father in a cloud of black mist.

  Dr. Zola trembled and almost fell off the stool. Looking at the red-skinned devil that appeared out of thin air, he somewhat understood what he meant by the so-called new "research environment".

  A certain peak deep in the Alps.

The frost is cold and the knife wind is blowing. Bucky keeps rubbing the barrel to prevent it from becoming too cold and brittle. The coldest November to February near the foot of the Swiss Alps is only about minus four or five degrees, but the altitude is high all year round. Frozen snow and cold wind can crack human flesh.

  He glanced at Steve, who was only wearing an inner liner and wearing a combat uniform, and unconsciously moved closer. There was steam all around this guy.

   "Remember when I took you on the roller coaster at Coney Island?"

  Bucky roared vigorously, trying to drown out the sound of howling wind and snow, Steve looked at the cable from the mountain peak to the opposite mountainside, and sniffled.

   "Of course, I threw up."

   Talking about hanging the buckle on his waist, ready to wait for the target to arrive, Bucky sighed and buckled the buckle as well. He thought it was a kind of revenge.

  Hydra’s deep mountain base can only be accessed by a hidden railroad track. He and members of the Roaring Commando have already ambushed on the passing mountain peaks.

"Prepare!"

   Whoosh.

  Steve and Bucky slid down the ropeway, followed by two other team members, but took another ropeway to provide fire support on the opposite side.

  Quickly lock and drop at a height of several hundred meters to strike a passing train. Once the lock is released at the wrong time, you will die at the foot of the mountain.

  Boom, boom.

  The two of them landed on the top of the train fairly accurately. The muffled sound alarmed Sebastian Shaw, who had been sitting for a long time and was a little bored. He waited for Captain America and went all the way.

   The second chapter is a bit late, and I'm still rushing.

  

  (end of this chapter)