[Chapter: 16 Art of Explosion]
In the Atlantic Ocean, a submarine floated to the surface. William opened the glass hatch above, stood up, looked at the surrounding water, and suddenly said, "That was fun. Everything is going according to plan, even letting Peggy return back there."
William, who had made enough mind corruption on Peggy, had gotten a good deal of prostitution from her expressions. On the other hand, the Allies now also know my name and face. These are all that I can use. "It was just the beginning. From now on, the real storm has yet to come."
"Once I finish playing my cards, even World War II will be just a small game compared to mine, ha ha ha." William laughed wildly.
A huge cruiser appeared directly in front of William, with a huge flag hanging on top, a red skull painted on the flag, and six red octopus tails under the skull.
"This is the sign of Hydra, and it seems they are all using one sign, even in the future. Did he make this sign after his own face?" William smiled.
The destroyer looked at William's small submarine, and several people shouted to the bottom, "Mr. Heinz Kruger?" Heinz Kruger is an agent spy and is not recognized by these small-time people.
"Yes." William nodded.
"We'll get you up here."
A rope was put down, William grabbed the rope, pulled it hard, stepped on the hull with both feet, and easily got on the deck.
"You, you look American." A bald-headed man in military uniform walked over.
"Is there anything wrong? I got the serum." William took out the vial of serum.
"No problem, there is no problem." The bald-headed man shook his head quickly. "I believe Lord Schmidt will be very happy to see this."
"Will he now?" William's eyes showed a slight disdain, but these people didn't need to know anything. Without Dr. Abraham Erskine, no one could successfully replicate the serum, otherwise there would have been more than a dozen soldiers like Captain America.
The serum was a breakthrough, crafted by the brilliant mind of Dr. Abraham Erskine. No one else had the genius to replicate it, and those who dared to try were met with an untimely end, their experiments cut short by fate itself. Even those who achieved success were only able to produce a limited number of shots! It's said that even if such a serum existed today, it would be nearly useless, for no one can recreate its power. It's the curse of the Marvel Universe—every attempt to reproduce its effects leads to monstrosity. Look at Schmidt, the Hulk, the Lizard from Spider-Man, the Green Goblin. These were the tragic results of tampering with forces beyond control, each one a twisted reflection of the human ambition that tried to harness them.
Schmidt had injected an immature version of the serum in his early years, turning himself into a red skull. His entire face turned into a red skull, and it was truly a miracle how he was still alive.
"Report, two cruisers from the Allies were found ahead." A Hydra soldier came over.
"Two ships." The bald man's complexion changed.
William laughed and said, "This will be fun."
"The other party has two ships. It seems that it is time to show our loyalty to Hydra. Mr. Kruger, you can go on a small boat we have prepared. Be sure to send the serum to Leader Schmidt."
"At this time, how can William let go of this chance? So he went to the command center to take a look himself, without paying any attention to the captain. Because he could use this chance to do more evil, he could sink their ships and get more Villain points."
In the command room, William looked through the telescope at the two ships coming ahead, and a flash of excitement flashed in his eyes. "What kind of scene will the destroyer's blowing up in the sky show? I'm really looking forward to it."
"Can we use the missiles?" William asked. In the late World War II, Germany had developed missiles called V1 and V2. Of course, these missiles cannot be guided, and the hit rate is very low.
"It is possible if it is within range, but at this distance, it is very difficult to hit, and the opponent will move out of the way too." The bald-headed man shook his head.
"Really? Let me try it." William smiled.
"Try? You do know that missiles are precious." The bald man cried.
"Well, if you die, what will be the value of these missiles?" William said lightly.
"Alright, you can use them." The bald-headed man nodded.
William looked at the various dials and buttons in front of him. After he was injected with the serum, his mind was working faster than ever. Understanding these things was trivial to him, and he could learn a lot of things much faster. It was as if he had a photographic memory and great comprehension.
William was making a series of adjustments. "It seems to be aiming."
"It is useless, the distance is too far," the bald man said.
William pressed the launch button and called out, "Go ahead, my cuties."
In the roaring sound, a missile with thick smoke was sent out of its shell and went towards the cruiser, which was fast approaching in the distance.
In the command room of the Allies' cruiser, a sailor reported, "Captain, a missile is heading our way."
"Huh, at this distance, they dare to launch a missile? Everyone knows that it won't hit." The captain looked at their cruiser with disdain.
"Captain, the missile is coming in this direction."
"Do I really need to teach you how to remain calm? There is no need to panic; everything will be alright," The captain shouted.
"Captain, it's really here," said a sailor weakly.
The captain looked outside the glass window, and his face changed. Then he shouted, "Move, why aren't you moving? Move quickly! Do I really need to say everything?"
"It's too late," a sailor looked at the incoming missile.
Boom!
The missile bombarded the middle part of the cruiser. A huge shock wave rushed towards the surroundings, a mushroom cloud soared into the sky with flames, and the hull fragments were flying around.
The flaming cruiser broke quickly from the middle part into two pieces, sinking slowly towards the sea.
"Fuck, our cruiser was sunk!" The other cruiser of the Allies, which was not far away, was shocked.
In the cruiser of Hydra, a burst of cheers erupted, all shouting, "Hail Hydra, hail!"
William looked at the scene of the explosion and burning in front of him, those stubby limbs that were blown up into the sky with a trace of madness. "This is truly beautiful. This remarkable and surprising scene is genuinely extraordinary. The explosion can indeed be considered a form of art. HAHAHAHA!"
The bald-headed man shouted in excitement and respect, "Sir, you are incredible! You were able to sink the other side's cruiser."
"Calm down, it's nothing big. This little achievement can't impress me." William composed himself and then smiled again within a second.
"Hahaha, sorry for my earlier disrespect. Don't hold back. Everything in this ship is under your command from now on."
"Alright then, what are we waiting for? Let's destroy the other one as well."
"Hai, let's kill the remaining one, too," cried the bald-headed man.
"Go, go, go!" The Hydra sailors throughout the command room were screaming.
"Ok, but it looks like the other side is cautious and is about to counterattack," William said, looking at a missile from the front.
"Hurry up and dodge!" the bald man cried.
William watched the trajectory of the opponent's missile and then said, "You don't have to move. They can't hit us."
"This?" The one holding the steering control wondered.
"Listen to him." The bald-headed man nodded.
"It is alright, right? I can't be wrong." William said with arrogance in his voice.
Boom!
The missile blasted down, and the bombing was spectacular, with seawater being lifted tens of meters high.
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