I Am In Marvel

What comes to my mind is not the fragmented and messy memory fragments, but more like the essence of the data and information that has been carefully selected in the memory sponge of others.

"Memory search?" Kyle was shocked. He didn't expect that Venom's auxiliary talent characteristics had made breakthroughs.

Venom is like a child, while conveying joy and excitement.Tell him: This is just using the symbiotic characteristics of one's own race to temporarily attach part of the body to the brains of weak organisms, and predominantly'share' to intercept that 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 grow the self to survive, it will give back to the host to strengthen the arms, and even actively protect the host with emotions——

This is the current state of symbiosis between him and Venom.

As he is the dominant host, the venom can't even affect the left and right consciousness, actively reading thoughts, let alone intercepting brain memories.

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

The venom-derived attachment to the weak'host' endangers life's ability to search for memory.Simple and domineering, with the concept of mutual benefit and mutual assistance separated from ordinary symbionts and relying on co-generation as the master of other creatures.

"Your evolution almost caught up with me who drew the card. I don't know what kind of point you will grow up to in the future." Kyle whispered to the venom transformed into a battle suit.

"?" Venom surprisingly conveyed back to its own doubts, its intelligence is still in the growth stage of a normal six-year-old child, and it obviously does not 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 will grow up in the future will betray and endanger himself.

Moreover, as long as he can always maintain a strong lead, he can permanently act as the leader in the symbiosis mode, and the venom cannot force him to make concessions.

The growth characteristics of the venom are increased, and for him, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

"Okay, let's go to the air force base in Tokyo." Kyle put aside the messy thoughts, patted the blue eagle's head, and pointed his finger to the left to let the blue eagle's air force known to the Japanese pilots. Departure from the headquarter location.

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

Just assassin the top of Risang?It doesn't make much sense. Kill one, and soon they will recommend the second one.

Therefore, the assassination of the emperor is only a small step towards the goal of world peace.If you want a country to fear, fear, and panic, and eventually force it to surrender, it will be more rampant than it!More domineering!More ruthless!

So the first night for a newcomer.Very important. To do something big, everyone in this country must know that he is here!

Meidi Kyle, here comes!

'call out--'

The blue eagle screamed loudly, flapped its wings violently, and formed a small howling gale behind him, blowing away the clouds and mist within 30 meters, downloading Kyle in the dark night, and rushing towards it at a supersonic takeoff speed. distance.

Nissan, Tokyo, headquarters of the Air Force Base.

"Report, report! Commander Okamura, the matter is not good!" Sergeant Risang, wearing a yellow-earth uniform and white gloves, hurried to the command room of the Air Force Command.

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

"Yes, Commander." The non-commissioned officer stood up indoors slightly aggrieved, kicking and saluting.

"Let's talk, what's the matter. Did the sent purple electric fighter return to the mission?" Commander Okamura asked.

In his opinion, sending an elite team of purple electric fighters with the highest record of completing annihilation missions to deal with a transport fighter with little combat capability is basically a good deal.

The seven ace pilots also issued a military order before setting off, and committed suicide if they were unable to do so.

"No, no." The sergeant took a deep breath and replied with a trembling voice: "Just now, the signals of the seven purple electric fighters disappeared."

"What are you talking about?!" This time it was Commander Okamura's turn to be emotionally unstable. He jumped up from his chair soberly, slapped his palm on the desk and asked loudly: "What's the matter, is the information from the US emperor? Fake, the opponent is not a transport fighter?"

"I don't know." The non-commissioned officer said, "Before the seven purple electric fighters and the command station lost the signal, someone sent back an emergency distress signal, but the location quickly disappeared in the Japanese-Sang border area. , It’s likely that... all crashed."

"Even if it is a sophisticated new type of fighter, it is impossible to wipe out all seven purple fighters in a short period of time." Commander Okamura was still very confident in the fighters developed by his country. He pondered and said, "Immediately contact those in the headquarters. All the ace pilots, approve them to go to the border airspace where the signal cutoff disappeared. When they encounter enemy fighters, they will be wiped out!"

"I'll arrange it right away!" The sergeant saluted and took the order, quickly turned around, and was about to walk out of the command room.At this time, a soldier correspondent rushed in with a panic expression.

The two slammed into a hug, and each fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"What the hell!" When Commander Okamura saw this scene, the anger that had been forcibly suppressed, ignited again uncontrollably.

Without waiting for him to question, after that, a hurried report from the correspondent came in, and the commander's room was completely silent: "Commander, there is an enemy attack! The enemy has broken into our air base!"

"What, what?" Commander Okamura and the non-commissioned officer opened their mouths in shock.

A moment ago, the seven previously dispatched fighters were suspected of crashing on the border between Nissan and Tokyo.In the next moment, the general air force base here in Tokyo will be attacked by the enemy?

Commander Okamura hadn’t seen any war scenes. He quickly recovered his composure. He asked in a deep voice, “Tell me more clearly! What kind of enemy attack, where did the enemy come and how many?

"From the front entrance of the base, the enemy, the enemy..." The communication soldier gritted his trembling teeth, and did not get up at the door, shouting, "The enemy, there is only one person! Our soldiers are dead, all died……"

"He's coming, coming here!"

The voice of the communication soldier stopped in shock. He seemed to hear something, his eyes widened and round, his face pale and bloodless, he curled up on the doorway and shivered on the floor.

'Tattoo...'

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

The correspondent soldier crawled on the ground in fear, crawling forward to get out of the door, still muttering in an inaudible voice.

"I'm coming."