As we all know, from rivers, lakes, oceans to the endless space, human beings' understanding and use of weapons such as warships have been constantly changing.
From the earliest naval battles, which were merely extensions of land battles, to the later use of long-range weapons such as bows and arrows, crossbows, catapults, Greek fire, ballistas, and artillery, to the glory of armored battleships in the era of giant ships and cannons, and the leap from two-dimensional to three-dimensional space with aircraft carriers and missile cruisers, to today's interstellar era, it has actually always revolved around two basic concepts: "sword" and "shield".
The "sword" refers to the means of attack, while the "shield" refers to the means of defense.
For a long time, the two have been in an alternating upward state.
When a new attack method is invented, a defensive method will soon follow, and then the attack method will be upgraded and iterated in order to break the defense.
For example, the super battleships, the steel mobile fortresses with exaggerated tonnage built before World War II, and the aircraft carriers that were swept into the dustbin of history during World War II, the missile cruisers and destroyers developed to deal with aircraft carriers, or the shield ships designed to protect aircraft carriers and intercept missiles, are essentially a contest between sword and shield.
Normally, when the sword is much more developed than the shield, the tactical thinking will tend to be information, speed and firepower. Whoever can find and lock the opponent first and open fire first will have a greater chance of winning.
But if on the contrary, the shield is much more developed than the sword, the tactical thinking will become very retro.
The simplest example is the human empire in the Warhammer universe, which not only plays the oldest boarding combat, but also equips its battleships with rams.
Because powerful long-range weapons will basically be absorbed and rebounded by the energy shield and void shield system, if you want to decide the outcome, you have to rush forward and fight with bayonets like the Vikings and pirates of the Age of Discovery.
By the same token, the fleet decisive battle between the Human Alliance and Hydra at this moment is also showing a similar situation.
After a round of salvos from the macro cannons at close range, the warships of both sides quickly intertwined and entered the most dangerous and exciting melee.
Suddenly, ancient tactics such as ramming, boarding, and close-range volleys were used again.
Due to the serious lack of experience in interstellar warfare, the flagships of both sides were unable to conduct command, and basically relied entirely on the captains to perform on the spot. At a glance, the situation was in complete chaos.
If the human imperial navy admirals in the Warhammer universe saw this scene, they would definitely be so angry that they would pull out their guns and "loyal"ly kill all the captains and commanders.
If we have to describe this war in one sentence, it would be "a fight between two weaklings."
What’s even more terrible is that some senior officers and even captains on the Hydra warships were controlled by magic.
Following Grant Ward's order, they turned around and attacked the Hydra fleet from behind, causing the chaos to further increase.
Many Hydra captains can't even figure out who is their comrade and who is their enemy.
Especially the fleet commander, he no longer has time to pay attention to the situation on the battlefield.
To be precise, the coalition forces led by Grant Ward are now only one safety isolation door away from rushing into the command room.
Although the door was made of a double-layer composite material of vibranium and ceramic steel armor, it was still too fragile in front of a lance turret array that had just been removed from the side of the ship.
In particular, the high temperature generated by the merger of multiple focused light beams has already burned the center of the gate red, and it is only a matter of time before the gate is penetrated.
"John Garrett!!! You are such a vile, shameless, volatile person!
How dare you betray the Excellency Alexander Pierce?
Aren’t you afraid of revenge from Hydra?
We will find all your relatives and friends and kill them in front of you in the most cruel and painful way possible."
The fleet commander stared at the surveillance footage outside the isolation gate and issued hysterical threats and intimidation.
He obviously knew what would happen if the other party rushed in.
Although everyone in the command room had drawn their weapons, it was obviously a daydream to expect those light weapons to fight against a group of fully armed Astartes warriors and the oversized knight mecha.
"Hahahaha! Idiot! Don't you realize that I'm not John Garrett at all? In fact, Grant Ward is the real leader of this team, and I'm just helping and assisting him."
With unbridled mockery, the devil finally removed his disguise and revealed his true form as the Deceiver.
His hideous and terrifying appearance immediately frightened everyone.
Even Coulson, the head of S.H.I.E.L.D., and the Skrulls left behind by Nick Fury, subconsciously pointed their guns at this seemingly abstract monster.
In contrast, the Astartes who had been to Baator and seen all kinds of demons were relatively calm.
Because in their perception, the devil is equivalent to the protector and ally of mankind, so there is no need to be too nervous.
Especially during the period of transformation, I saw a large number of demons of all kinds every day, from the lowest-level inferior demons and little devils to the high-level hell demons, snake demons, horned demons, and fraud demons. Basically, they were all familiar to me.
After the transformation is successful, some lucky ones will be invited by the Devil Ladies to undergo some more private examinations and tests.
"What! Where is John Garrett?"
The Hydra fleet commander finally realized what a huge mistake he had made. He actually sent the deadly Trojan Horse into the interior of the most powerful space battleship with his own hands.
The devil pointed at Grant Ward next to him with a look of evil amusement and said, "I think it would be better for you to ask him in person about this."
"You killed John Garrett? You killed your own adoptive father!"
The fleet commander had obviously guessed the result. He stared at the tall and handsome young man in front of him with his mouth wide open, his face full of shock and disbelief.
Because he had heard John Garrett praise how outstanding the boy he raised was more than once, and that proud expression and tone was as if he was showing off his own son.
He simply could not imagine what had happened that would cause this outstanding descendant who had always respected and loved John Garrett to choose to kill his adoptive father.
But Grant Ward responded with a nonchalant look: "Yes! I killed that old guy. Because he has been controlling my life through mental control and wants to turn me into his most powerful tool. If you want to meet him, I don't mind giving you a ride later."
"So you betrayed Hydra Brick and became a spy for the Human League?"
The fleet commander's eyes were bloodshot, and he was obviously so angry that he was about to faint.
He never expected that the originally good situation would fall through because of this insignificant little person.
At this moment, through the battlefield dynamic map, it can be clearly seen that more and more warships that have been pierced by high-speed landing capsules have completely fallen, and are adjusting their guns to attack the "own people" around them.
The original gap of more than double in numbers between the two sides was quickly eliminated.
The scales of victory are tilting towards the People's League's defense line.
Once the flagship is captured, morale is likely to plummet to the bottom in an instant.
At that time, as long as one warship starts to turn around and escape, a terrible defeat will occur in a few minutes.
"Haha, do you think I'm working for the Human Union?" Grant Ward showed a look of contempt and disdain. "No, I just made a deal with the Human Union. By cleaning out you old and decayed antiques, I will become the leader of the new era Hydra, and then participate in the process of determining the future destiny of mankind as a legal political party."
"What?! The Human Union actually agreed to your request? Aren't you afraid that they will regret it and settle accounts with you later?"
The fleet commander's eyes widened in surprise.
"I have already considered your concerns. To ensure this, I signed a devil's contract with them from Baator Hell."
As the last word came out of his mouth, the double-layer partition door was finally burned through.
Astarte, holding a power hammer, immediately stepped forward and smashed down hard on the burnt and scalding door.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Boom! !!! !!! Under the fierce impact like a pile driver, the seemingly indestructible partition door finally broke into pieces, tearing open a hole of about three meters.
The shattered, hot metal fragments flew everywhere, tearing the few unlucky guys closest to the command room into pieces.
The bloody corpse and the intestines and internal organs hanging above the head made several women unable to help but cover their mouths and start retching.
But before the people inside could react from the shock, the Astartes in power armor rushed in first, raised their weapons and pointed them at everyone in the room, shouting: "Don't move! Put your hands up! Otherwise, you will be killed without mercy!"
Those who were less courageous raised their hands above their heads without saying a word and slowly knelt down on the spot, holding their heads.
But the rest drew their guns without hesitation and chose to fight to the end.
As a result, the latter were hit by grenade launchers one after another, and their bodies were shattered into unrecognizable pieces on the spot. They could probably be sent to forensic schools as teaching materials.
You have to know that the reason why these physical ammunition weapons from the Warhammer universe are called "bolters" is because the caliber of the ammunition is so large that they can almost be called "cannons."
Moreover, the bullets of the standard grenade launcher are filled with purified deuterium cores and diamond warheads. The huge kinetic energy generated when hitting an unarmored target will directly cause the flesh and blood body to explode on the spot, hence the name "grenade launcher".
In a way, this is indeed a very "merciful" weapon.
Because people who are shot usually die before they have time to feel pain.
"Hail Hydra!"
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the fleet commander, who was the most senior Hydra executive present, decisively shouted out the classic slogan, and then planned to activate the self-destruct program to overload the antimatter engine and drag everyone down with him.
Unfortunately, the devil had already noticed his intention and cast a [Human Immobilization Spell] to fix him in place. Then he used his spell-like ability to transform himself into the opponent and seized control of the flagship. He then turned on the broadcast mode and issued a surrender order to its warships on the public channel, announcing that Hydra had been defeated.
Obviously, this move stunned many captains who were fighting desperately to win.
The blow to morale was immediate.
In just less than ten minutes, four warships close to the edge of the battlefield quickly turned around and fled, while those that were badly damaged and had lost power stopped resisting and chose to surrender.
"Looks like we succeeded, didn't we?"
Grant Ward looked at the huge battlefield map in the command room and smiled faintly.
"Yes, we succeeded. But this is just the first step and the beginning. The next step will test your ability and wisdom. Don't forget, the invisible sword is more deadly than the visible sword." The devil reminded meaningfully.
Grant Ward nodded slightly. "You are right. The real battle starts now. I need to gather Hydra's forces as soon as possible so that I can gain more bargaining chips after the war."
“Are you trying to become a politician?”
Coulson stared at this former subordinate and master of back-and-forth, his eyes revealing a very complicated expression.
On the one hand, he hated the other party's betrayal that led to the sacrifice of many agents. On the other hand, he was glad that this guy chose to cooperate with others at the critical moment, otherwise the result would be completely different.
"That's right. This is the agreement I reached with the Human Union, and it is also the new role that Hydra will play in the future. Just wait and see, sir, maybe it won't be long before I can step onto the stage of history and lead mankind into a glorious future as the head of state."
After saying this, Grant Ward paid no attention to the surprised reactions of his former teammates. He turned on his communication equipment and began to contact the commander of the Human Alliance fleet and cooperated with the other party to launch a fierce offensive, intending to completely eliminate all the guys who refused to surrender in the Earth orbit within an hour.
Just as the battle in outer space was in full swing and about to be decided, in a house far away on Earth, Alexander Pierce was staring at the latest battle report with a grim face, and sitting opposite him was an uninvited guest from afar - Nick Fury.
The two of them just looked at each other out of the corner of their eyes, and no one spoke first.
Especially Director Lu Dan, his heart was already beaming with joy at this moment.
Even though he knew nothing about space warfare, he knew that the Human Alliance had already gained a huge advantage in form. What they had to do next was to continue to expand the results of the war and completely destroy Hydra's space force without giving it a chance to turn around.
"You lose, dear old friend."
Nick Fury was silent for a long time before he broke the silence.
Because he knew that if he didn't say something, the other party would most likely take risks out of anger and humiliation.
"Lose? Humph! Do you have any misunderstanding about the power wielded by Hydra?"
Alexander Pierce sneered sharply, then took out something very strange that looked like a car key and pressed his finger on it.
The next second...
This small device started up instantly and sent out a series of commands via radio signals.
In a flash!
The human fleet that had been chasing fiercely just now immediately came to a standstill, and all its weapon systems and engines failed.
"Damn it! What happened? Why is our system not responding?"
"Captain... Captain! Look! We are removing the energy shield! And... and all the macro cannons and energy weapons are starting to aim at each other!"
"What?! Oh - no, no, no, this auxiliary operating system is actually backdoored?"
"No! This is not a backdoor! It's some kind of artificial intelligence we don't know about!"
"Fuck! How can there be artificial intelligence? Didn't the Human Union Agreement clearly prohibit strong artificial intelligence? The manual also says that humans will always have the authority to override all intelligent systems!"
"What should we do? Should we go into the escape pod?"
"Don't be silly! Do you think the escape pod can be ejected now?"
…
The command rooms and public channels of all ships were suddenly in chaos.
However, before they could find any effective countermeasures, a human face with an abnormally large head suddenly appeared on all 3D projectors and flat-screen displays.
"Hello, stupid and ignorant officers and soldiers of the Human Rights Alliance.
First, let me introduce myself. My name is Arnim Zola, you can call me Dr. Zola.
Maybe most of you have never heard of me, but it doesn’t matter. Just know that I was the most capable scientist of Red Skull Johann Schmidt back then.
As early as World War II, I personally studied the Cosmic Cube and extracted energy from it to create all kinds of incredible weapons and equipment.
Unfortunately, all of this was eventually destroyed by Captain America Steve Rogers.
After the war, I became a prisoner of the Allies and was recruited by Operation Paperclip, the predecessor of S.H.I.E.L.D., and eventually became a scientist serving S.H.I.E.L.D.
But those idiots don't know that we scientists who are loyal to Hydra have extremely firm beliefs, and even completed the infiltration and parasitism of S.H.I.E.L.D. silently.
When the time came to 1972, I was suffering from a terminal illness and finally came to the end of my life.
However, although my body died, my thoughts and memories were preserved in another form of digital life.
Not long ago, when the Human Alliance launched the Starry Sea Project, my backup was secretly inserted into the operating system of each warship.
Now I'll give you five minutes to think about it.
Either you lay down your weapons and surrender, or I'll cut off your oxygen supply and suffocate all of you."
It goes without saying that Dr. Zora's sudden appearance and these words instantly made the mood of the human alliance who held the key to victory fall from heaven to hell.
A strong artificial intelligence that can store personality and memory created in 1972?
What a joke! Even Tony Stark, who is known as the "unparalleled genius", couldn't create a creation of this level.
The artificial intelligence butler "Jarvis" it created is just a weak artificial intelligence that is still learning.
But Hydra had actually done it decades ago.
Many professionals who are familiar with this area simply cannot imagine how it was possible to store such a huge amount of data with the technology of that era.
Not to mention the computer hardware performance required to simulate such a thing.
"Did this guy really turn himself into a digital life?"
Kara was obviously curious about this.
Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, he is just an artificial intelligence that was created and thought he inherited all of Dr. Zora's thoughts, consciousness, and emotions. His real soul may have gone to an unknown dimension a long time ago."
"Is it a clone or a replica?"
Kara continued to ask with interest.
"Well, I guess so. But I seriously doubt whether it can be considered strong artificial intelligence. After all, there is still a big difference between the two."
Zuo Si gave the explanation in a nonchalant tone.
In his opinion, the biggest difference between strong artificial intelligence and weak artificial intelligence lies in whether they can truly simulate human thinking, imagination, creativity and emotional communication.
Let’s take the simplest example.
No matter how much a weak artificial intelligence behaves like a living person, it is essentially controlled by a large number of set programs.
When you ask an insulting or discriminatory question, it will answer in a serious tone.
But if you ask a living person the same question, the latter will 100% start to refute, argue, and quarrel, which will eventually evolve into personal attacks on each other and cordial greetings to all the women in the family and ancestors.
So before Zuo Si ignited the spark, he couldn't help laughing every time he heard the hype on the Internet about artificial intelligence replacing humans.
Let’s wait and see when artificial intelligence learns to argue.
不然的话永远就只能是一个语言模型操控下的“人工智障”，充其量取代一些没有什么难度跟技术的重复体力劳动。
稍微上点强度，人工智能立马就会变得漏洞百出。
“现在这些战舰都被一个人工智能控制住了，你觉得接下来会变成什么样子？”
卡拉显然并不关心人工智能的问题，反倒是对这突如其来的反转产生了强烈的兴趣。
因为人联打造的战舰从一开始就不是全自动化和智能化，而是有点类似战锤宇宙人类帝国的那种半自动化。
这也就意味着，佐拉博士虽然可以通过操作系统来执行隔断某个舱室、关闭通风和供氧系统、操控那些威力巨大的能量武器和宏炮，但却没有任何自动机械之类的东西可以用来杀死船舱内的人，进而确保自己能够百分之百掌控这些战舰。
尤其是那些靠近反物质引擎的家伙，一个想不开往里边扔点什么东西就可能会导致动力系统过载，最终引发猛烈的爆炸。
他显然并不希望毁掉这些战舰，而是更希望能够接收使其变成九头蛇的财产。
“佐拉博士？数字生命？你居然把他复制下来偷偷塞进了所有战舰的操作系统中？”
尼克·弗瑞表情一下子变得凝重起来，显然没有料到对方居然还有这样的后手。
“你以为我是谁？ 为了这一天我潜伏了整整数十年，暗中策划了一个又一个不为人知的计划，最终才迎来了这决定性的一刻。
没有任何人可以阻止我实现九头蛇的伟大理想，创造一个没有内战、没有纷争、没有饥饿，全人类都可以团结在一起一致对外的绝对强权。
看在你曾经为九头蛇发展做出巨大贡献的份上，我最后向你和你背后的人联发出通牒。
赶快投降，我已经没有耐心再继续陪你们玩下去了。
不然的话那些战舰就会开始轨道轰炸，把现有的秩序完全粉碎，在一片废墟上重建人类文明。
千万别以为我是在开玩笑或虚张声势的恐吓。”
亚历山大·皮尔斯微微扬起下巴摆出一副居高临下的姿态，开始毫不留情的逼迫对手。
因为他知道，人联肯定在透过眼前这个独眼黑人在观察自己，想要找到一个能够度过乃至解决危机的方法。
说不定还有一支全副武装待命的突击队就在附近，只要一声令下就会对这栋房子发起突袭来一次斩首行动。
但是很可惜，这一切准备都是徒劳的。
早已成为半恶魔的他只要愿意，分分钟就能直接启动传送魔法离开地球前往外太空的战舰。
更何况冬兵所率领的小队眼下就在附近待命，随时可以对来犯的敌人进行阻击。
至于无人机、导弹一类的武器，面对佐拉博士控制的太空舰队，恐怕还没等升空才刚发射就会被锁定，随后一记光矛便会从天而降将其摧毁。
以前总有人说，现代战争谁掌握了制空权谁就能赢得胜利。
现在向外太空延伸一下，谁能掌握行星轨道的控制权谁就能赢得胜利。
“你以为自己赢定了？”
尼克·弗瑞眯起眼睛试图故作神秘来拖延时间。
但遗憾的是亚历山大·皮尔斯压根不吃这套，冷笑着反问道：“怎么，你和你身后的人联还有其他的底牌吗？ 如果有的话就亮出来，否则别在这里虚张声势。
别忘了，我本人就是人联的高官。
你们有什么我从一开始就知道得清清楚楚。
另外，如果你想从我的嘴里得知卡罗尔·丹弗斯的下落趁早放弃吧。
因为用不了多久，她就会成为九头蛇的王牌，成为人类争霸宇宙的杀手锏。”
“混蛋！你对她做了些什么？”
尼克·弗瑞显然是意识到了惊奇队长身上发生的事情，整个人瞬间站起身抓住了亚历山大·皮尔斯的衣领，唯一的独眼中闪烁着愤怒的火光。
“我会对她做什么难道你还不清楚吗？”
说到这，亚历山大·皮尔斯突然停顿了一下，随后冲不远处带着面罩的冬兵招了招手。
后者很快走到近前，用充满警惕的眼神盯着卤蛋局长，还有那只死死攥着衣领的大黑手。
如果不是还没有得到命令，他现在就会立刻把这个黑鬼掀翻在地，用脚踹碎对方的膝盖，并把十根手指一根一根的全部折断。
“摘下面具！”
亚历山大·皮尔斯不慌不忙的继续命令道。
冬兵没有任何犹豫，直接就把遮挡面目的防毒面具摘下来露出了本来面容。
瞬间！
尼克·弗瑞的瞳孔骤然放大、缩小、再放大、再缩小……
作为神盾局的局长，他显然对于美国队长史蒂夫·罗杰斯和他所率领的咆哮突击队并不陌生。
事实上这个世界的大部分美国人对此也相当了解。
毕竟为了宣传爱国主义、证明自己在二战中做出的巨大贡献，国会和白宫的那些无耻政客们在许多地方都建立了美国队长和咆哮突击队的纪念馆、纪念碑，充分证明了什么叫做死人比活人有用。
游戏公司和玩具制造商更是每隔几年就会搞点新东西出来收割情怀。
尤其是科尔森这种铁杆粉丝，那几乎是只要出了就会掏钱买并摆放在自己家里。
对于普通人来说这是信仰和精神寄托，但对于资本来说就是可以反复收割的优质韭菜。
这也是为什么所有的企业、明星、网红发展到一定程度之后，都喜欢搞无比恶臭的“饭圈文化”。
因为一旦把购买者培养成为“粉丝”，那么后者就会产生群体的身份认同，进而源源不断为自己的情怀买单。
甚至还会自我安慰、自我感动，反驳一切对某个人或某家企业的批评指责，从中获取所谓的“情绪价值”。
在这种反复的宣传和从小到大耳闻目染下，所有人第一眼看到冬兵的真面目后第一反应都会死无以复加的震惊。
因为作为史蒂夫·罗杰斯最要好的朋友，巴基·巴恩斯的形象几乎存在于超过百分之八十的合照上。
“巴基·巴恩斯中士？”
尼克·弗瑞小心翼翼的叫出了对方的名字。
但是很遗憾，冬兵对此并没有做出任何反应，甚至脸上的表情和眼神都没有半点变化。
“别白费力气了。
他在当年掉落山谷之后就被我们的人发现并捕获。
随后在他的身上进行了超级士兵血清试验并取得成功。
从那之后，冬日战士就一直是九头蛇最得力的杀手。
猜猜看，包括霍华德夫妇在内那些对九头蛇造成威胁的家伙都是怎么死的？”
说到这，亚历山大·皮尔斯突然停顿了一下，紧跟着咧开嘴露出充满恶意的笑容。
“没错！ 都是美国队长最好的朋友——巴基·巴恩斯中士杀的。
而且还是及其血腥残忍的虐杀。
想象一下，如果这件事情的真相被钢铁侠托尼·史塔克知道，他会作何反应？ 史蒂夫·罗杰斯在面对法律、正义和失而复得的好友时又会作何选择？
哈哈哈哈！
光是想象都令人觉得期待，不是吗？ 我的老师曾经说过，这个世界上最有趣的东西就是选择。
尤其是那些自诩善良正义的人，在被逼到死角后不得不做出极为痛苦的选择，光是想象都令人觉得充满期待。
同样的道理，你和人联也到了必须要做出选择的时候。
来吧，迎接自己的命运吧，整个世界现如今已经臣服在我的脚下。
我即是世界之王！”
伴随着近乎疯狂的呐喊，亚历山大·皮尔斯的身体开始急剧变化，从一个年近七十岁的老人变成高度超过四米、全身上下覆盖着灰暗鳞片的巨大恶魔。
来自无底深渊的邪恶与污秽如同瘟疫般不断向四周扩散，直至把脚下的地面、墙壁和屋顶全部都蒙上一层黑红的血色。
“你……你居然把自己变成了一个怪物？！”
尼克·弗瑞显然被吓了一跳。
尽管他早就听格兰特·沃德说过这个疯狂的家伙接受深渊之力把自己搞成了半恶魔。
可是却万万没想到居然会夸张到如此程度。
“怪物？”
亚历山大·皮尔斯不屑的笑了。
“愚昧无知的蠢货，你根本不知道这股力量的伟大。
它不仅赐予了我无与伦比的强大力量，同时还给了我近乎无限且永不衰老的生命。
有了这两样东西，我将率领整个地球和人类开创一个史无前例的庞大星际帝国。
Those aliens who once treated the solar system as a public toilet and could come and go as they please will crawl at my feet one by one and beg for mercy and forgiveness.
I will kill all the Cree!
Destroy their seemingly powerful empire! And then replace them and become the new overlord of the universe!"
Just as Alexander Pierce raised his hands and imagined a bright future, a slightly teasing voice suddenly came from behind him.
"My dear, have you ever thought that there is no free lunch in this world? When you suddenly get a huge benefit for free, it often means that you will have to pay a price in the future that you cannot afford at all?"
moment!
Both Nick Fury and Alexander Pierce quickly turned their eyes to the enchanting figure that appeared out of nowhere.
She is none other than the superstar known to everyone on earth - the "Witch Queen" Igwilvo.
Since both of them knew her true identity, they both showed strange expressions.
Alexander Pierce, who had worked closely with him, asked directly: "Teacher, what do you mean by this?"
Igwirf smiled and replied, “Haha, it’s very simple, remember what I told you in the first lesson?
The Abyss and demons are symbols of the ultimate evil and chaos.
But have you noticed that you seem to have never been affected by chaos?
The brain always remains clear and rational.
As the saying goes, when something is out of the ordinary, there must be something wrong.
Isn’t this worthy of caution?”
"You mean..."
Alexander Pierce's expression changed slightly.
“Well, yes, I helped you suppress that chaotic influence.
But now, it's time to show its power.
Enjoy this unprecedented carnival and completely release the suppressed desire and madness in your heart!
Use all your passion and even your life to compose this devil's hymn from the bottomless abyss!"
As the sound of Igvirf became louder and louder, Alexander Pierce's eyes began to turn red uncontrollably. At the same time, a huge amount of forbidden knowledge and impulses derived from instinct quickly hit the dam called "reason".
In just less than a second, his rationality completely collapsed, and was replaced by a beast that broke out of its cage.
The first thing that changed was the breathing! The breathing became extremely heavy and rapid! Then the scales on the body began to show changing beautiful colors, as if to set off the inner world of the owner.
Most importantly, Alexander Pierce yelled at the controller like crazy: "Fire! Fire immediately! Blow up the lunar fortress first! Then sink all the warships!"
"What? Can you repeat that?"
The artificial intelligence Dr. Zora was completely stunned.
Because in his logical calculations, he could not understand the motivation for issuing this order.
After all, Hydra has controlled all the warships, and these things should be considered their own property.
"Blow up the lunar fortress first! Then sink all the warships! Are my orders clear enough?"
Alexander Pierce's tone was filled with uncontrollable anger.
There is no doubt that his behavior at this moment is the most typical devilish characteristics.
In fact, demons are not brainless or unable to think about problems from an objective and rational perspective.
Their real problem is that they can't suppress their sudden, neurotic impulses.
When instincts, desires, anger, jealousy, primitive impulses and other basic things are magnified a thousand or ten thousand times, almost no creature can resist it.
And the devil is someone who is in a state for years and cannot extricate himself.
Poor Alexander Pierce didn't understand this at all. He thought that after accepting the power of the abyss, he would simply gain strength.
Little did he know that it was Igvirf who cut off his direct connection with the abyss and used himself as a transit station.
So this guy never really came into contact with the breath of the abyss from beginning to end.
Now, when he realized the true bottomless abyss, he immediately lost his mind and went completely crazy.
What he wanted to do now was to release everything that was suppressed in his heart, without leaving any trace behind.
Dr. Zora obviously could not disobey the order issued by Alexander Pierce. After a series of logical reasoning that almost made his CPU smoke, he finally turned his guns around and launched an orbital bombardment on the lunar fortress.
In just a few seconds, blinding beams of light and salvos of macro-cannon fire fell on the head of the lunar base.
Fortunately, the people hiding in the central control room discovered it in time and decisively activated the energy shield system to block most of the energy weapons.
Some of the physical ammunition fired by the macro cannon passed through the shield and began to bombard it indiscriminately.
Crossbones Brock Rumlow was almost blown to pieces by one of the bullets. He ran away while cursing madly in his heart.
He had no idea what was wrong with Alexander Pierce.
But what he didn't know was that it was right for him not to figure it out!
If the demon's behavior patterns can be understood by other people, either this person is also a funny guy who is seriously inclined to the chaotic camp, or this guy is completely crazy.
As for Nick Fury, who witnessed it all from beginning to end, his entire body was now soaked in sweat.
It was not difficult to see from Igwilvo's naked and undisguised playful attitude that she was simply treating Alexander Pierce as an interesting toy to be played with at will.
This war that determines the fate and future of mankind is nothing more than a fun way to kill time in the eyes of the other side...
(End of this chapter)