The Death Knell

Everything that happened in the Chancellery in Berlin was known only to the two people present. At this time, Su Ming was holding a manhole cover, looking at the street from a sewer somewhere in Paris.

There was chaos everywhere, and countless black leather boots, metal prosthetics, tracks and wheels were going back and forth in front of him.

He retreated into the sewer.

"With this intensity of patrolling, did the Germans take the wrong medicine?"

In fact, this is just a basic operation. Who told him that he made too much noise before, and many French rebels also joined in the fun. Even if you can't kill the German soldiers or blow up their supplies, you still have to secretly spit in the German well.

This is what the citizens of Paris thought and did.

Now that half of the city was involved in the riot, what else could the Germans do? All we have to do is mobilize 200,000 garrison troops into the city.

Not only the German army, but also the puppet army and police of the puppet government are now taking to the streets.

Chaos and madness everywhere.

If the clown saw such a situation, he would definitely be very happy. However, in fact, such a situation is not conducive to Su Ming's plan.

With everything in such chaos, who would come to see his performance? How can we notify Zemo as soon as possible?

He thought for a while and decided to go find Cable first. The team we saw on the airship just now should be fighting the Germans on the Eiffel Tower, and they should still be there now.

He jumped down the shaft, his cloak carrying him through the sewers, and he touched his chest.

"You said you have a little self-awareness now. Do you want to give you a name? Do you want to call you... Xiaohei?"

The symbiote suddenly showed signs of melting, and it went limp as if its whole body was weak. Su Ming guessed that it didn't like this name.

"Okay, let's call him Xiaobai then? Hello Xiaobai, no matter whether he is injured, suffers from heat stroke, or eats too much, there will be no danger. This is a very auspicious code name."

The melting accelerated, revealing the armor of the icon underneath.

The symbiote still didn't like it.

Su Ming knew that, like other symbionts, they all liked more powerful code names, such as massacre, whipping, extreme ones.

Speaking of which, the naming style of the symbiote is also quite dark.

"I'm most afraid of names." Su Ming recalled the names of the symbiotes in the future, while planning to give his symbiotes the craziest name to satisfy it.

At this time, a faint thought appeared in Su Ming's mind. This was the first time that the symbiote clearly expressed its meaning.

Su Ming's heart moved slightly. This proves that the symbiote does have its own thoughts, and it can already consider personalized things like names. Its wisdom is growing rapidly, and will even be higher than that of ordinary humans in the future.

Karma Taj has been studying symbionts, but she never thought that this terrible creature must be parasitic on the body of a higher intelligent creature to be effective.

Such as parasitic humans, aliens, gods, etc. Yeti is too far behind.

It has given itself a name, 'Strangler', and it wants this codename.

Su Ming didn't care. As long as the symbiote didn't split its spores and didn't cause trouble for him, he always had a free-range attitude towards it.

The name "Strangulation" is also good. As a semi-solid creature, the symbiote is a semi-solid creature. In addition to biting with its mouth, its most common method of preying is to strangle its enemies with its tentacles or body.

At least it's more appropriate than the code name of Venom, because Venom is not poisonous at all...

"Well, I thought my codename 'Death Knell' would give you some inspiration. You might want to call it something like 'Grave Digging' or 'Funeral', or 'Strafing' depending on the behavior..." .But strangulation...you just like it."

Although the decision was made to call it strangulation, Su Ming was also idle when he was idle. He relied on his magic floating cloak to fly, and he happened to play with the symbiote on the way, just like raising a pet.

The symbiote restored the appearance of Captain America's uniform, and Su Ming could feel it tightening around his body, as if it was hugging himself.

A happy thought appeared in Su Ming's mind. This was the feedback given to him by Strangler. It was just pure joy.

It forms bioelectricity by adjusting the concentration of chemical substances in the body and transmits it to the host's spine. The nerves conduct these electrical signals along the spinal cord and into the brain, allowing communication with Su Ming.

To be honest, this feeling is a bit weird, as if my personality has been split, and the inner personality is still communicating with my main personality.

However, Su Ming was very indifferent. This situation was only expected, and as time went by, this kind of communication would become more and more specific.

But that is all in the future. There are no unstable factors at present. From the moment Su Ming decided to let the symbiote parasitize, he was prepared to deal with all possibilities.

Strangler's thinking is very simple, and communicating with it now is like communicating with cats and dogs. It is not very expressive of what it means, and its fighting instincts tend to favor simple and crude solutions.

It seems that it will take more time to develop it into a useful helper.

Just when Su Ming was playing around with Strangler, the magic floating cloak threw him to the ground. He raised a corner of the cloak and pointed to the side, indicating that he could climb up the ladder and run a little further to reach the Eiffel Tower.

Su Ming touched the collar of his cloak. It was right. He had to run over and couldn't fly in public. After all, his current appearance is that of Captain America. If he flies, Zemo will probably see something.

The magic floating cloak shrank a bit and hung around Su Ming's neck like a red handkerchief, which was a little better. The French are actually very popular in tying handkerchiefs around their necks, at least this way Zemo won't recognize the cloak.

Everything was ready. Strangler fixed the shield transformed by the God Killer on Su Ming's arm. When the Night Sword came out of the guerrilla headquarters, Su Ming hid it in a safe place in the catacombs.

So the only weapons he could rely on this time were the God Killer and his own fists and feet.

"Let's go up and see what's going on."

............

Outside, for some unknown reason, Cable and the others were surrounded on the iron tower, and the surrounding German troops surged toward them like a tide.

Fortunately, they were in a good position, and the Germans did not dare to bomb there, so a large number of heavy weapons just surrounded them but did not attack, allowing military dogs and semi-mechanical warriors to attack.

There are thirty or forty of the bipedal robots that Su Ming had demolished before, completely blocking all directions of the square. Hydra tanks equipped with energy cannons can also be seen here.

As for the pigeons he saw here during the day, he didn't know where they had gone.

The current position of Cable and the others is not at the top of the tower, but on the platform halfway up the tower. It seems that there has been no reduction in personnel yet, but they are almost entirely relying on Cable and Zhengtu to support the scene.

Cable blocked the stairs, using his large gun with adjustable power to continuously expand and retract, while Zhengtu could fly, so he dealt with flying units and snipers at the outer perimeter.

The German snipers were indeed elite. They also had eyepieces that were very similar to the death shooters, so Zhengtu had to constantly use his dagger to deflect bullets while in the air. For a while, he was like a flying insect in a spider's web, tied up.

Su Ming's current position was exactly in the center of the enemy group in a certain direction. He made a calculation and then started to act.