I Am In Marvel

It is not the fragmented and messy memory fragments that are passed to the mind, but more like the essence of the data and information that has been carefully selected and intercepted in the memory foam of others.

"Memory search?" Kyle was extremely shocked. He didn't expect a breakthrough in Venom's auxiliary talent feature.

Venom, like a child, conveys excitement and excitement at the same time. Tell him: This is just using the symbiotic characteristics of his own race, temporarily attaching part of his body to the braincase of a weak organism, and dominantly 'sharing' to intercept the organism's memory data.

"This is no longer a simple symbiosis..." Kyle frowned.

The original "symbiosis" of venom creatures, the main concept is mutual benefit and mutual assistance. That is to say, while relying on the host to learn its talents and survive, it will give back to the host to strengthen the arm, and even actively protect the host with feelings——

This is the current state of the symbiotic mode between him and Venom.

Because he is the dominant host, Venom can't even affect the left and right consciousness, actively read thoughts, let alone intercept brain memory.

Kyle has always regarded Venom as a biological suit with its own learning ability, until tonight...

This venom-derived attachment to the weak "host" endangers the characteristics of life's search and memory. Simple and domineering, with the concept of mutual benefit and mutual assistance that is separated from ordinary symbiotes, and the concept of becoming the master of other creatures by relying on symbiosis.

"Your evolution almost caught up with me who drew cards. I don't know how you will grow in the future." Kyle said softly to Venom, who turned into a battle suit.

"?" Venom conveyed back its doubtful thoughts in surprise. Its intelligence was still in the growth stage of a normal six-year-old child, and it obviously couldn't understand Kyle's words.

"One day, you will understand." Kyle said with a smile.

As the card owner, he is not afraid that the venom that grows up in the future will betray and endanger himself.

Moreover, as long as he can always maintain a strong lead, he can always be the leader in the symbiotic mode, and Venom cannot force him to give in.

The characteristics of Venom's growth have increased, and for him, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"Okay, let's go to the air force base in Nisang Tokyo." Kyle put aside his messy thoughts, patted Lan Ying's head, pointed his finger to the left, and let Lan Ying go to the air force known to the Japanese pilots. Depart from the main base.

His thoughts were clear: he had come as an intruder who exerted pressure on Risang.

Just assassinate the top of Risang? It doesn't make much sense, kill one and soon they will elect the second.

The assassination of the Emperor was therefore only a small step towards the goal of world peace. If you want a country to fear, fear, and panic, and finally force it to surrender, you must be more mad than it is! More domineering! More ruthless!

So the first night of new arrivals. Very important, to do something big, everyone in this country must know - he's here!

Medi Kyle, here we come!

'call out--'

The blue eagle screamed loudly, flapped its wings violently, and formed a small-scale whistling gale behind it, blowing away the high-altitude clouds and mist within 30 meters, downloading Kyle in the dark night, and rushing towards the supersonic take-off speed. distance.

Nissan, Tokyo, the headquarters of the Air Force Base.

"Report, report! Commander Okamura, something bad happened!" Non-commissioned officer Risang, wearing a loess-colored military uniform and white gloves, hurried to the command room of the Air Force Command.

"Baga!" The commander with a short beard on the office chair was sleepy when he was suddenly startled by the non-commissioned officer who walked in. He glared forward angrily, and said angrily, "Do you understand the military regulations? Come here? The commander's office is still so panicked, how is it?!"

"Yes, Commander." The non-commissioned officer stood in the room a little aggrieved, and saluted with a straight step.

"Tell me, what's the matter. Is the Ziden fighter jet sent out to complete the mission?" Commander Okamura asked.

In his opinion, sending an elite team of Zidian fighter jets with the highest record of annihilation missions to deal with a transport fighter jet with little combat capability is basically a surefire way.

Seven ace pilots, who even issued military orders before departure, cut their stomachs to death.

"No, no." The non-commissioned officer took a deep breath and replied with a trembling voice: "Not long ago, the signals of the seven Zidian fighter jets disappeared."

"What did you say?!" This time, it was Commander Okamura's turn to be emotionally unstable. He jumped up from the chair soberly, clapped his palms on the desk and shouted loudly, "What's the matter? Fake, the other party is not a transport fighter?"

"I don't know either." The non-commissioned officer said hesitantly, "Before the seven Zidian fighters and the headquarters lost their signals, someone sent an emergency distress signal, but the location soon disappeared in the Risang border area. , most likely... all crashed."

"Even if it is a new and sophisticated fighter, it is impossible to wipe out all seven Zidian fighters in a short period of time." Commander Okamura was still very confident in the fighters developed by his own country, and he said, "I will contact the fighters at the headquarters immediately. All ace pilots, authorize them to set off, and go to the border airspace where the signal cut off and disappear. If they encounter enemy fighter planes, they will be annihilated directly!"

"I'll arrange it right away!" The non-commissioned officer saluted, turned around quickly, and was about to leave the command room. Just at this moment, a soldier correspondent rushed in with a panicked look.

The two collided and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"What are you doing!" Commander Okamura saw this scene, and the anger that had been subdued, rekindled uncontrollably.

But without waiting for him to ask questions, the urgent report of the correspondent who broke in then made the command room completely silent: "Commander, there is an enemy attack! The enemy has broken through into our air force base!"

"What, what?" Commander Okamura and the sergeant opened their mouths in shock.

A moment ago, seven fighter jets previously dispatched were suspected to have crashed at the Tokyo border of Nissan. The next moment, the main air base here in Tokyo is attacked by the enemy?

Commander Okamura hadn't seen any battle scenes. He quickly regained his composure, and asked in a deep voice, "Tell me more clearly! What kind of enemy attack is there, and how many are there?"

"Come from the main entrance of the base, the enemy, the enemy..." The communication soldier gritted his trembling teeth, lay at the door without getting up, and shouted at the limit of his psychological endurance: "Enemy, there is only one person! Our soldiers are all dead, all died……"

"He's here, this way!"

The communication soldier's voice stopped in shock. He seemed to hear something, his eyes were wide and round, his face was pale and bloodless, and he curled up on the floor at the door and shivered.

'Tap tap...'

In the silence of the command room environment, the light pacing of boots came slowly and delicately from the outside corridor.

The communications soldier crawls on the ground in fear, crawling forward to let out the door, still muttering in an inaudible voice.

"I'm coming."

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