Chapter 589: Give your heart

"Comrades, today, we set foot on a new battlefield, and today, the time to dedicate ourselves to the motherland has arrived!"

Zemo stood on a small hill, where there were green grass and flowers everywhere. He stood under a tree, and the shadow of the canopy made his face mask even more gloomy.

The troops that still have a steady stream of troops are coming out of the teleportation array, and lined up in a neat phalanx on the vast plain. This is the 100,000 troops he is coming.

Wearing grey military uniforms and holding submachine guns, they stared at the small figure on the hill without a word, as they used to stare at another small man.

The loudspeakers that were already prepared spread Zemo's voice across the plains, and everyone could hear the enthusiasm in his words and his love for the motherland.

The giant projector allows the soldiers to see Zemo's waist straight, fearless, ready to start a new journey. This made the remnants of these defeated soldiers have a slight change in the Hydra.

They didn't know exactly where this place called Alfheim was, or why the sun and several moons appeared in the sky at the same time, but they knew that the motherland needed them again.

The Third Reich still exists, and the goals they struggled for still exist.

The Super Axis players stood under the hill and faced the crowd. Zemo didn't like someone standing behind him, which would distract him. At this time, the speech was very important. He refused to let anyone approach him.

Zemo chose what Moustache liked to say in the past and imitated his speech, just for his own purposes. He needed to let these people work for his purposes, and cheating was a good way.

The Frost Giant, Zemo's big blue-skinned allies, are now in excitement. He promised to let them kill the Asgardians as much as they want. Although it has not yet been achieved, the massacre at Warnerheim has been achieved.

In the eyes of the frost giant, the two protoss are exactly the same, and both are disgusting.

The assault on Warnerheim succeeded, at least in the concept of the Frost Giant. Before his warrior died, he killed several times his own enemy.

The same tactics should work in Asgard, and the giants are looking forward to the next battle.

The Warner Protoss used the Rainbow Bridge to retreat, and Odin was attracted by Zemo. The Frost Giant's loss before the retreat was much smaller than expected.

They didn't listen to Zemo's speech at this time, because they couldn't understand German, they were just reminiscing about the delicate skin and tender meat of the Warner Protoss, the silky feeling of the corpse sliding over the sword.

Whenever a giant showed the remains of the Warner Protoss between his teeth to the people around him, he would always get envious eyes, and everyone envied him for being able to remember this flesh and blood for a long time.

Zemo glanced at the roaring giants, but with only a slight glance, he quickly moved his gaze away, and a trace of undetectable disdain flashed in his eyes hidden under the hood.

"Comrades, the motherland needs you now. Please raise your head and look at me and the image beside me."

The leader of the Hydra appealed to the legion and asked them to look at the braille projected image on the side of the hill to ensure that everyone could see Zemo's face.

After that, Zemo only said some hollow and inflammatory language. In the cheers of "Long Live Hill X Le" like a tsunami, Zemo winked at Mrs. Lotus.

Next, Zemo's head was replaced by a charming Japanese woman on the giant screen. She smiled slightly, as if thanking Zemo for giving her the opportunity to speak, but when the army saw her smile, she immediately recovered. Quiet, the whole grassland is silent.

"Give your heart to the motherland." She said like this, as if she was talking in her ears. She didn't care if anyone could hear her clearly, but she knew it worked.

"Give your heart to the motherland!"

The army responded with a bang. They heard every syllable of her clearly, and they believed in it. Everyone had only her shadow in their eyes, and her words were commands.

So under the gaze of the super axis and the frost giants, the soldiers who had been staring at the big projection, pulled out their dagger or bayonet in a unified manner, and took out their heart.

As the tide receded, there were only a few of the 100,000 troops standing just now alive, their faces full of panic.

"This!!! Help!!!"

No one rescued them. Instead, the Axis agents immediately fired and killed all the surviving soldiers with an assault rifle at a distance of nearly a kilometer.

The German army has strict military discipline, and the level of obedience of the soldiers is very high. It is inevitable that some of the 100,000 people will be unwilling to follow the order, and they can't even look at the big projection. The agents are very disgusted with this.

"It's no use if it's not voluntary, heart, must, voluntary contribution, Baron."

Braille reported to Zemo in German with a mechanical accent, but the vampire also touched his chin and looked at him as a baron.

As a vampire, Blood Baron is not advanced enough to be able to act in the sun, but thanks to scientific progress, some of the Hydra scientists invented a cement that can block ultraviolet rays.

It's just different from the sunscreen of the future. This kind of thing now looks like paint used to paint walls. It's thick and sticky. The Blood Baron looks abnormally pale.

But with these things on and wearing a hooded robe, the Blood Baron can move in the sun freely, but with a slight discomfort.

Zemo sucked his nose and turned to look at the guards of Hydra on the other side of the hill. Some of them were unlucky enough to take out their hearts, and they were being carried away by the same robe.

He was very calm inside. He wanted to come with a hundred thousand troops just for this, and Himmler thought he was going to fight a world war?

Zemo knows where his advantage lies, that is, acting secretly as a spy think tank, rather than commanding a group army to siege the city. He has not received this training, and he has not had the opportunity to learn on the battlefield in the past.

"Then the rest is left to you, is it okay?"

He raised his arm and patted the braille shoulder. The alien was like a tall sculpture under a piece of cloth, afraid of making a dull metal sound.

It has been a few years since aliens made an emergency landing on Earth. He knew that tapping on the shoulder was a friendly expression. Although it reminded him that he had lost his body again, he still clicked the oil tank-shaped head up and down, and responded to Zemo.

"The power of Odin is the key. It is difficult to start. It is arranged and imitated by the thread of fate."

There were some problems with the sounding device and language logic of the alien machine tank, but Zemo understood the meaning of braille, anyway, he used his alien technology and Asgard's occult to use the hearts of these dead.

"I said it, it's all over to you, don't let me down."

Zemo moved to the side, and he could feel that the speech just now made the wound on his face bleed again. After losing his skin, the lower muscles and the hood were glued together.

Braille responded with action, and he immediately took out a piece of gold thread and walked to the heart of the sun, the melting pot that stores the power of stars.

The Blood Baron is responsible for collecting these hearts. The vampire's ability to control blood, coupled with braille high-tech equipment, can fill these things into the furnace like processing potatoes.

"The corpse is useless, can you give it to us?"

The giant looked at Zemo, who was sitting under the tree and thinking with his head down, and chose to approach the dominion and ask.

After all, Domination is the second person under Zemo here. He is the captain of the Super Axis, and at this time he is also responsible for leading the remaining Hydra team to fight.

"Are you going to eat it?"

The unique transformation potion also transformed the brain, and he was even better than Captain America in terms of intelligence.

If someone is deceived by his muscular body with a height of 1.9 meters, thinking that he is a simple fighter, he will definitely suffer.

He is also the enemy of Captain America. His lower body is the assault team crushed to pieces with a train, so that he can only accept mechanical transformation.

However, the mechanical level of Braille is very high. The Domination not only can move freely, but can even use his legs to climb the wall against gravity and attack by separating the upper and lower body.

The giant didn't feel embarrassed, he stood with his chest very calm, his frosty beard trembled, and the stench on his body squeezed into the nose of the dominion and the war girl wantonly.

"The army must have food when it comes out."

The dominion raised the corners of his mouth and looked at the traces on the battlefield with his hands on his chest: "You are free, but you are not allowed to take the heart. If you lose one, use yours instead."

The giant clicked his teeth and showed a smile that was not a smile. He turned and left. The frost giant under his hand got permission and immediately rushed into the pile of corpses and began to eat.

The entire grassland seemed to have become a slaughterhouse, and the red blood turned the ground into a quagmire.

Looking at the noisy giants, Dominion lowered his head and looked at the black cross on his chest. He sneered and stopped paying attention.

"Beggars, they are like beggars."

The war girl was beside him, lowered her head to play with the whip in her hand, and said in a buzzing voice.

The dominion looked up at her and corrected her mistake: "They are not even humans, they are just scavenging hyenas."

The war girl took a deep breath, the **** smell was so strong that she felt excited: "Whatever, but 100,000 people used as a spellcasting material, the best effect can achieve expectations."

"Chief Zemo has a plan. This is the last thing you should worry about."

"I don't know, I used to be unfamiliar with him, I mean, he is too young." The war girl lowered her voice and moved closer to the dominion.

This question is unique and knows ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Now Zemo is the heir of Lao Zemo, only 13 or 4 years old? But this is not a problem. As long as you can win, it doesn't matter whether it is age, strength, or superpower.

"Just look at it, there will be no NAZI party in the future, only Hydra."

"......"

The war girl didn't say much. She habitually obeyed Domination's orders, and Dominion had already proven her wisdom and strength after tying with Captain America.

Everyone on the battlefield knows how important a strong leader is, and since the Dominion is willing to believe and obey the orders of a young soldier, so can she.

The two walked up the hill side by side, watching the blood-stained hearts flying towards the container under the tree, watching the big hands of the frost giants pick and choose on the corpse, and fell into silence.

At this time, Zemo is thinking about how to use the new stone of destiny that has been cast, how to deal with the aftermath, and retreat...