Spreading Death!

By the time Nick Fury, who had faked his death to escape, received the report from his agents, more than half an hour had already passed.

"What did you say?" In the dim basement, the bald man's face was full of baffled question marks.

"That's exactly what happened!" The white agent on the other end of the phone shrugged.

He knew how absurd it sounded, so he explained it again.

"Loki suddenly arrived at the scene and wiped out every Hydra agent by turning them into undead; the enemy's living forces have been completely eliminated. Captain America and Natasha immediately decided to head back, and they're probably almost at headquarters by now."

"But they can't stop the program!" The bald man cursed under his breath and hurriedly picked up his coat.

"Contact Falcon. They need help!"

Project Insight had never selected its targets manually.

They had used the algorithm left behind by the captured Hydra scientist Arnim Zola, identifying criminals the same way Hydra identified people who threatened Hydra. It was built into the program itself; destroying the hardware would not stop it.

Besides...

The bald man could not bear to destroy it either.

That was all money!

To build the Helicarriers, he had practically lost count of how many times he had asked the World Security Council for funding. If it all came to nothing in the end, his responsibility would definitely be far greater than it had been for the Battle of New York or the Battle of London!

Capitalism was just that willful.

And besides!

"I hope you don't do anything irrational, Captain!" Leaving the basement, the bald man quickly got into an illegally modified SUV with excessive emissions parked in the garage and slammed down on the accelerator.

There was something he had not told Captain