Plans are beautiful, but reality is often cruel.
After Arthur took a stroll through the workshop, he realized that this military factory didn't make those kinds of weapons.
In fact, this military factory only made components for those weapons! The leader of Hydra was supposed to control several military factories, each responsible for producing components that were then shipped to a specific location for assembly!
Actually, that's quite normal!
The energy extracted from the Tesseract is inherently dangerous, so weapons that can harness it have complex structures and safety measures.
Otherwise, before you even get a chance to use the weapon, it might go haywire and kill you instead.
Even suicide attacks aren't that suicidal! The complex structure of the weapons also inevitably leads to a large number of components.
A single military factory couldn't handle the production and assembly of all these components; specializing in the production of certain parts is the standard approach.
This military factory doesn't produce weapons, but it does produce energy…
The ammunition used in Dr. Zola's weapons is not conventional ammunition; it's an energy box, similar to a battery.
It contains special energies extracted from the Tesseract.
The problem is, Arthur tried to disassemble the thing, but couldn't for the time being.
It's quite puzzling!
Weapons containing this kind of energy can be disassembled by the Disassembler.
But a simple component can't be disassembled?
"Seriously?"
Arthur's face couldn't be darker; it just doesn't make sense, does it? Though such illogical things have been happening all along, like being able to take apart normal weapons without any problems.
But not being able to take apart a bunch of bullets?
Where's the logic in that?
"Unless… according to the Disassembler's standard perception, a weapon is seen as a whole, but a single component doesn't count as a weapon!?
It's a somewhat plausible explanation, one that Arthur had to reluctantly accept for the time being.
Since this thing can't be disassembled, it doesn't mean much to Arthur.
After casually stowing away three or five dozen of them in the DisassemblerSpace for future research, he decided to find Schmidt first.
Besides the mission, there's also a bit of a personal grudge between Arthur and Schmidt.
Half a year ago, Dr. Erskine was murdered at a ball, and Arthur has been brooding over it ever since.
While single-handedly wiping out all of Hydra's people and then beating Schmidt to death might be beyond Arthur's capabilities, given the opportunity, he doesn't mind making Schmidt pay a little.
That's why Arthur ventured out here in the first place.
And now with Captain America, Steve, here. If the two of them join forces, there might be a chance to take this guy down and strip him of his red skin!
Almost as soon as Arthur had this thought, a large group of people suddenly rushed out.
These people were dressed in rags and looked disheveled, but they were extremely wild, like unrestrained beasts… um, in short, they were extremely crazy.
Some of them were wielding Hydra's weapons, while others were attacking the Hydra soldiers with their bare hands, and it looked as if they had nothing to lose.
The Hydra soldiers were stunned for a moment, shooting and killing two of the wild looking people, but the rest swarmed over them, knocking them to the ground. A group surrounded them, and it was almost impossible to see exactly what was happening in the melee.
Arthur stared in astonishment at this extremely gruesome scene, quickly hiding and stripping off his clothes!
What he was wearing now was Hydra's uniform; if these guys found him, he would be shot on sight… he wouldn't even have a chance to plead his innocence.
Stuffing the armor back into the Disassembler Space, removing his helmet, and stripping off the outer Hydra uniform to reveal the US military uniform underneath, Arthur finally felt a bit safer.
It turned out that it wasn't the people with the most advanced weapons who were scary; it was the people who feared nothing and were numerous that were scary.
Just as Arthur appeared, he was spotted by a sharp-eyed individual.
Pointing at Arthur, someone shouted loudly, "Are you that brave instructor?
Arthur's face darkened as he heard this; what kind of nickname was this?
But for now, all he could do was nod; otherwise, he'd be tackled to the ground by a group of burly men any minute!
And that would be too tragic.
"Great, your friend has gone to save his friend!"
Someone informed Arthur.
Arthur blinked to make sure it wasn't a tongue twister before speaking out loud, "Great, he's fine then. You all go out immediately and deal with those bastards outside. I'm going to have a chat with this guy!"
"Brave indeed!"
Someone praised him.
"Everyone, move quickly!!"
Someone urged!
As soon as this group rushed out of the military factory like a swarm of locusts, Arthur slapped his own face.
What the hell had he just witnessed?
It's just unbelievable, isn't it?
Rubbing his face vigorously, Arthur inexplicably felt a sense of having survived a catastrophe.
Looking up, after pondering for two seconds, Arthur ran towards the upper floor…
According to the intelligence controlled in the movie, after discovering Captain America, Schmidt activated the self-destruct device of the military factory.
And he arrived at the top of the military factory, driving a giant dragonfly!
Well, the term "dragonfly" is just a joke; the thing is probably something like an aircraft shuttle, but its overall shape does resemble a dragonfly.
Although the idea of a flying dragonfly is something Doraemon and Nobita told Arthur more than once when he was a child.
But Schmidt's dragonfly definitely shattered all childhood fantasies!
As he ascended, the place he passed through was simply a mess.
The prisoners who had been held here had suddenly been freed, and the fighting skills they had displayed were simply unbelievable.
Everywhere bore the marks of their rampage…
Arthur didn't linger; in the midst of his mad dash, he didn't even know where Steve was exactly, but he knew that running upstairs was the right move.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, the sound of powerful explosions echoed from beneath his feet, and the look on Arthur's face changed; he knew Schmidt had started "blowing himself up"!
There were no more buildings to climb, only lifts, and beneath his feet was already a sea of flames.
Arthur was speechless; if you didn't want this military factory, you could have given it to me. Why make such a "hot" mess for no reason?
Meanwhile, the sound of a conversation came from above.
Listening carefully, it was indeed Steve and Schmidt having their first friendly chat!