In the morning three days later, Wayne, who was ready, stood in a completely sealed room.
In fact, there was no need to prepare anything. Wayne, who had transmigrated once, knew that when he arrived in a new movie world, the system would automatically arrange a movie world identity for him so that he could perfectly integrate into the movie world.
"Ding! This movie is the host's first attempt in a series of movies. The system has given the following prompt."
" The three laws of the movie shuttle system: First, the movie world is independent and will not interfere with the real world.
Second, different types of movies did not interfere with each other, such as Elm Street and Jason the Killer.
Third, minimize the interference of two or more movies that share the same worldview, such as Captain America and the Iron Man series. The focus is on the Marvel movies."
After saying that, without waiting for Wayne to react, a blue light flashed, and the black hole appeared on the ceiling of the room again.
The next second, Wayne disappeared from the room.
……
The story of Team 1 took place in March 1942. The movie began in Tangshibao, Norway. At this time, the red skeleton had just captured the hypercube, which was later known as the Tesseract by Marvel fans.
……
It hurt!
It really f * cking hurts!
At this moment, Wayne felt as if his body had been crushed by a road roller. His eyes were dark, and there was an inexplicable smell of blood in his mouth. His nose was filled with choking smoke. Wayne wanted to open his eyes, but he found that his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand catties. He tried several times but failed.
"Damn system, you didn't say that this teleportation was so painful!”For a long time, Wayne relied on his extraordinary physical fitness to endure the pain and struggled to get up from the dusty pile of earth and stone.
"Damn it, it hurts so much.”As he cursed, he carefully observed his surroundings.
This was a European-style building that was similar to a church organization. The bluestone bricks on the ground looked old. Looking inside, it was a ruin. Not only was Wayne pressed down at the door below, but the entire building had been destroyed except for the surrounding walls.
Wayne didn't have time to ask the system if it was a soul or a body. He just wanted to figure out which step of the plot was so that it would be easier for him to plan for the next step.
After walking around the fortress-like church, the coffin in the center of the building was pushed open. Inside was a skeleton in rotten clothes. The root of the wall carved by the World Tree was dented. Looking down, the corpse of an old man with white hair and beard was lying on the ground.
"It seems that red skeleton Schmidt has already taken the Tesseract and bombed the entire Tang Stone Castle.”Wayne thought, but his hands didn't stop moving.
He touched the old man's body, trying to find clues about the Tesseract, whether it was a diary or an ancient book.
This was the result of his recent cramming. He believed that the beginning of the movie resembled the old man in an American drama called " The Blood Clan ". He must have some clues about the Tesseract.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed. There was nothing.
Damn it, Wayne cursed himself for being stupid. Schmidt had brought so many people here. How could he leave clues for him? What a fool. The most important thing now was to leave this damn place. After all, in the movie, Iceland was Hydra's territory.
He didn't even know his current identity. In this world, he was in the dark. Even if he knew the plot well, it was useless. He felt that he had to figure out his identity first, and then bring something that could prove his identity to the Manrican Kingdom. That was where the main plot happened. There, Wayne could trigger more plot missions.
Thinking of this, Wayne plundered some of the common currency of Norway at that time and quickly left the place.
……
According to the neat footprints on the ground, Wayne determined the direction in which the Hydra troops left. He quickly escaped from the town and left along the branch road.
After running for an unknown amount of time, even Wayne, a martial arts master with a physical fitness that far exceeded ordinary people, was so tired that he was panting. He had to stop and find a big tree to cover his tracks and take a rest.
"System, come out!" As soon as he sat down, Wayne called out to the system in his heart.
"Ding, the system is starting…"
"Scanning host."
[Host identity information: Wayne, 19, from Jinling]
[Weight: 160]
Strength: 9, Stamina: 9, Agility: 11
[Transcendence Skills: Wing Chun Master Level, Pole-Standing Proficiency (Beginner, Minor Success, Master, Major Success, Master), Language Proficiency (Pro), Firearms Beginner (Pro), Fighting Technique Minor Success (Pro), Special Agent Omnipotent (Pro), Ultimate Physical Constitution, Elementary Self-Healing (Grade D Super)]
Experiencing the World: Journey to Busan
[Current world: Team America 1]
[System Assessment: Pseudo E-class Ability User (You have the ability to protect yourself in some movie worlds where your combat power is set to the limits of the human body)]
[Title: The Decisive Killing Hero]
[Weapon: Blade Warrior's titanium alloy steel blade]
[System Warehouse: None]
[Identity: Nephew of Colonel Phillips, mixed-blood between China and the United States. Parents died early. In 1936, Colonel Phillips took care of him in the United States. Later, he joined Colonel Phillips 'Secret Service because he opposed the war. After five years of training, he was sent to Norway in 1942 to spy on the local fascist forces.]
A warm current of memories appeared in Wayne's mind. The face of a dignified and concerned middle-aged white man appeared in front of Wayne. The memories from 1936 to the present floated through Wayne's mind like an animation.
He was very satisfied with the identity that the system had arranged for him this time. Although his current situation was not too good, and he had serious injuries on his body, it was still a problem whether he could escape from Norway.
However, Wayne found a key thing from Chris Wei's memory. It was the telegram that Chris Wei regularly sent information to the American intelligence agency in a cave on the outskirts of the town.
This was an important magic weapon for him to escape back to the United States.
Wayne, who had the all-rounded ability of a spy, sent a message about the important department of the German fascist army to study the most advanced weapons.
Coupled with the price of his serious injuries to obtain this important information for his country, Wayne believed that Colonel Phillips, who led the New York intelligence organization, would definitely send someone to pick him up.
Thinking of this, Wayne set off and returned to the town.
……
In the night, an extremely fast figure ran towards the town not far away.
When they reached the outskirts of the town, Wayne stopped to think for a moment. Then, he found a direction and ran again.
They passed through the sparse forest, crossed the third mound behind the town, turned left at the second intersection, and passed through the dense forest...
The more Wayne walked, the more shocked he became. This was because along the way, there were traces of the boots of the nazi soldiers imprinted in the mud.
"Damn it, that troop is heading in this direction.”Wayne didn't dare to be negligent. He directly ran into the dense forest at the side and prepared to take a small path to the cave in his memory.
Right at this moment, something unexpected happened.
Just as he entered the dense forest by the side of the road, something cold and hard pressed against his back.
"Don't move!"
Wayne's heart suddenly sank. With his language proficiency, he knew that the other party was speaking German, so his identity was self-evident.
He raised his hands and answered with difficulty," Don't be rash. I just…"
Bang!
He staggered and was kicked to the ground from behind.
"Kneel down!"
Along with this word, the sound of a bolt being pulled rang out. Wayne felt his scalp swell.
In the Busan Journey world, he had also used his fists to forcefully blow up some zombies 'heads.
His current situation was somewhat similar. The muzzle of the gun was pointed at the back of his head. As long as he made a move, the bullet that came from behind would instantly take his life. Even his self-healing ability could not save him.
He felt his neck stiffen, as if the Grim Reaper had crawled down his spine to his ear, ready to swallow him whole at any moment.
In the face of life and death, he thought of many ways to escape, but none of them worked.
His muscle memory hid the body mechanics of many years of martial artists, and his perception of external objects had already reached an extremely abnormal level.
He knew that no matter where he dodged, he would not be able to dodge the second bullet.
"Hey, are you crazy? Were they trying to attract the attention of the main force by shooting at this time?”In the grass, a German soldier pushed the short grass aside and shouted.
"We've already violated the leader's order by sneaking around to search for supplies."
"Buddy, don't be nervous. There are trees all around, so no one will notice.”A frivolous voice came from behind Wayne.
"Alright, since you insist, come over and help. After we deal with this guy, we still have fun to continue.”
Wayne squatted down and quickly glanced in the other direction of the grass. A young white man with a young face walked out with a gun.
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