Marvel's The Dark Knight Rises

Chapter 39 "History" Changes
"Alfred."

"Ok?"

"I saw you."

Bruce was wearing a "coat" made of rotten branches and yellow dry grass leaves. At this time, he was lying in the middle of a sparse bush, because the camouflage on his body made him look like he was out of touch with the surrounding environment Melted into one.

After two seconds.

A slightly smug smile froze on Bruce's face, and Alfred's faint voice came from the headset, "Actually, I've seen you a long time ago, sir."

Looking at the infrared mark on his nose, Bruce stood up helplessly, shrugging his shoulders with the K98 Mauser sniper rifle in his hand.

At the same time, about 30 meters away from Bruce, on a bare soil slope, the only group of withered yellow shrubs "stands up", which makes Bruce dumbfounded.

"Why do you want to hide there?"

Bruce scratched his head and walked towards Alfred in surprise.

"You have fallen into a misunderstanding, master, who stipulated that your enemy can only hide where you think he will hide?"

Alfred pointed to the place where he hid just now, it was now bare, it was just an ordinary slope with sparse vegetation.

"An excellent sniper must be good at figuring out the opponent's way of thinking and using the opponent's inertial judgment. Also, a safe place is not necessarily safe, and a dangerous place is not necessarily dangerous...Four trainings, this is your fourth The first 'death' was under my gun."

Bruce sighed, "It seems that I still have a long way to go on the road to becoming a qualified sniper, patience, keen observation, and inexplicable intuition... Alfred , how did you get started with this business so quickly?"

The two walked slowly towards the parking place. Alfred straightened his glasses and said to Bruce seriously: "Recently, I am studying psychology, and logical reasoning and mathematical calculations. It is also an 'interest' that I have never lost."

Bruce looked at Alfred with "Are you sure you want me to continue?", and suddenly felt a powerless sense of frustration.

"Compared to the growth template given to me by the dream machine, and the opportunity to earn mission points, Ah Fu, I think you are the biggest 'wealth' I have gained. Of course, if you don't always consciously or unconsciously like this 'Hit' me, it's even better!"

Bruce opened the car door, threw their guns and camouflage clothes on the back seat, and started the car while teasing Ah Fu.

"My IQ is not higher than anyone else, my lord, I'm just learning all the time... The first phase of our oilfield project in Freeport has been completed, and tomorrow I will sign the next cooperation document with the representative of the Rockefeller Foundation , and meet a few oil buyers from Europe, do you want to come?"

Bruce shook his head and said without thinking, "I won't go, you are solely responsible."

"Hmm... those agents are still looking for trouble for you?"

"Well, I've only gone out at night twice recently. I found Colin once and taught a few scumbags who didn't know how to live or die. Those agents didn't stare at me anymore."

After a few seconds, he came again: "The female agent who 'dealed' with me is also doing me a favor, although I don't believe that the US military will not trouble me in the near future, it is really because I put those The machine was left to them, but at least I didn't have a complete antagonism with them."

Alfred took out a few work documents from the document bag on the car, looked at them and said to Bruce: "Maybe they have encountered some serious trouble again, and they have no time to take care of us for the time being, sir, the U.S. military, especially They are people in the Intelligence Bureau, but they are not willing to suffer."

Bruce nodded thoughtfully, "More than ten days have passed..."

As if remembering something, there was a trace of sadness in his brows and eyes, just because the news he wanted most had never been heard...

In the autumn of 1943, at a military station on the European front of the Allied Forces, accompanied by the cheers of the soldiers who escaped from death and the soldiers left behind, Steve walked out of the siege with a strong face and a smile, and walked up to Colonel Phillips alone.

"Unbelievable...you actually brought these soldiers back!"

Colonel Phillips, who didn't like Steve in the past, couldn't help but admire at this time.

Compared with ordinary soldiers, he is more aware of how difficult it is to cross the pass guarded by the German army and successfully sneak into the Hydra base.

But now Steve not only did it, but also rescued the soldiers who were captured by Hydra. This can be called a miracle in the history of US military warfare!
"Colonel, I request permission to obtain various types of Hydra military intelligence!"

"Ok?"

Colonel Phillips changed color.

"reason."

Steve pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, a trace of unconcealable grief appeared on his face, he clenched his fists and said in a low voice: "I didn't find Bucky! They moved him away!"

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At five o'clock in the morning local time in the United States, Bruce was in the virtual space of his dream, practicing against another man who was also wearing a bat suit, had a build similar to his, and had a gray beard on his face.

But now Bruce is more defending against the middle-aged man's attack. The two are similar in speed and strength, but in terms of fighting skills, the middle-aged man is obviously better than Bruce.

Blocking the punch of the middle-aged man again, Bruce was about to counterattack when Alfred's voice suddenly sounded in the virtual space: "Master, wake up!"

In the brightly lit bedroom, Bruce slowly opened his eyes. Alfred was holding a telegram, standing beside his bed with a little dignified brow and eyes.

"What's the matter, Fu?"

Bruce looked at the time, it was four o'clock in the morning, he looked at Ah Fu with some puzzlement, not knowing what happened.

Alfred shook his head, handed the telegram to Bruce, and said worriedly: "Steve's urgent telegram, you can read it yourself, it's better."

Bruce looked at Ah Fu's strangeness, frowned and took the telegram.

next second.

"what?!!"

Bruce's eyes widened, and he turned over and sat up on the bed, with a look of astonishment and anger in his eyes.

"Bucky was captured and disappeared without a trace!"

(End of this chapter)