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Chapter 1313 Chapter [-] Diplomat Colonel Zemo (First update! Please vote! Please subscribe!)

General Hale didn't know how much the emperor had prepared for Asgard's legacy. It was enough to let her know that her influence had touched Asgard, and other details were relatively insignificant.For example, the Latvinia Regent’s trip to Wakanda not only reached an agreement in private with Wakanda Queen Mother Ramonda on the security of Zhenjin and the development of Wakanda’s neighboring countries-referring to that A military aid payment and a training course - and the official appointment of a Latvinian diplomat in Wakanda.Victor von Doom did not violate the emperor's promise and found a place for the diplomat where no one would disturb him. On the day the emperor arrived in Washington, the former Sokovian special forces EKO Scorpion commander, He Colonel Ermut Zemo and his wife arrived at the Golden City, the capital of Wakanda, on an Eraser fighter jet.

Although this is the job of a diplomat, the actual work is extremely leisurely.

Colonel Helmut Zemo and his wife not only do not need to do espionage work, they will also be warmly received by the Wakanda royal family, because the Wakanda nobles know who has withstood the pressure from the international side to demand vibration money for them At the same time, he became increasingly dissatisfied with the indecisive current king T'Challa.Even if they are tired of the city scenery, they can also drive to the prairie for a stroll. The only job is to clock in the diplomatic embassy every day, although Colonel Helmut Zemo has always had doubts about this job, because he does not believe that anyone Will keep his promise to let go of a dirty job, but that doesn't mean he doesn't appreciate Latvinia's help.

The prosthetic technology and equipment used by his wife are extremely expensive. The jaws and spine have been replaced with prosthetic bodies, and the throat, esophagus, lungs, liver, and heart have also been replaced with permanent bionic organs due to irreparable damage. .With the help of superb prosthetic technology and bionics technology, his wife was not only rescued from the death line, but also regained the beauty and health before the injury. The dirty work he did to split the Avengers was completely Unable to pay this fee.

That is why Colonel Helmut Zemo resigned himself while his wife used the data pad to enthusiastically choose furniture for the embassy quarters.His wife is very enthusiastic about this job as a diplomat, and it seems that she can use it to forget the pain of losing her son in the Battle of Sokovia. It is conceivable that the last civilian job has to fall into her hands. The same job she held in the Immortal City while she was recovering.Now the document in Colonel Helmut Zemo's hands is not a diplomatic mission, but a map of the relationship between the royal family of Wakanda-who is related to whom, who has conflicts of interest with whom, and who is with whom in private. There are friendships and so on, which made him more and more feel that the so-called diplomat work is an espionage mission, but this kind of thing is beyond his control. This afternoon, he has to go to the grassland with the Wakanda royal family to watch lions and giraffes bark their teeth. Talk about the arms production line.

The industrial aristocracy needs this production line, and the royal family of Wakanda (Queen Dowager Ramonda to be precise) also needs the jobs provided by this production line and supporting facilities to accommodate refugees from neighboring countries.The task is very simple. Colonel Helmut Zemo knows that he only needs to nod. This is what Latvinia Regent Victor von Doom ordered. The Wakandas just take advantage.

"I don't want to be a silly nodding doll," Colonel Helmut Zemo grumbled.Yet his complaints drew ridicule.His wife had tuned her vocalizer to her old voice, and even if she listened carefully, she couldn't make out the electronic sound. "I thought you were still hesitating between Baroque and Wakanda technology, dear." Colonel Zemo shrugged. "I don't know what to do without you."

"You know what to do, dear, there are only two of us in this embassy except the receptionist." Mrs. Zemo shook the data pad in her hand, "I will leave the work of checking whether the furniture has bugging devices , you know this is not my strong point, my plug-in can't detect radio signals that are not in the communication channel, this is just a civilian device."

"Okay, okay, I just hope there won't be any particularly dangerous missions ahead. You know, Latvinians are a bunch of cannibals, if they do something bad and we don't know If we don’t, there’s a good chance we won’t be able to leave Wakanda in one piece.”

"A little more confidence, dear." Mrs. Zemo took a large ceramic vase that looked very expensive from a Sisterhood fighter who was temporarily dispatched to Wakanda. "Don't make everyone look so bad, I've seen what they've done. They've rescued quite a few of those girls from Eastern Europe and the Middle East, and I believe Latvinia is doing a great job .”

"A great cause must be sacrificed, and I only hope that the price is not ours." Colonel Helmut Zemo collapsed on the sofa and closed his eyes as if discouraged.As a Latvinian diplomat, he managed to put on his suit, but there was a holster for a laser pistol under it. "We finally reunited, and I will never allow anyone to separate us again."

"I believe in you too." Mrs. Zemo held the vase in one hand and brushed her husband's short brown hair with the other.The nerve pulse lines that received nerve signals and chemical transmitters manipulated the prosthetic body under the synthetic skin according to the established procedures, allowing her to show a smiling expression and lowered corners of her eyes.The palms that had been smashed by collapsed concrete and bricks were completely replaced with prosthetic bodies, and nerve pulse sensors, temperature detectors, and tactile sensors simulated the real sense of touch and temperature.She relaxed her tone like coaxing a child, "We will not forget the sorrows of the past, but we can also enjoy a little bit of the beauty of the present, can't we?"

Colonel Zemo nodded.He didn't open his eyes, but held his wife's hand that was not as soft as human skin, with tears glistening in the corners of his eyes.Warm sunlight streams in through the large floor-to-ceiling windows common in Wakanda, leaving blurred halos of color on the retina through the eyelids. "I will protect you." He sniffed and said firmly, "I swear."

General Hale left the manor in his own car, and Gideon Malik stood in front of the manor driveway with the emperor, watching the black car in which General Hale and Ruby drove out of the iron gate of the manor and left.The orange-red afterglow of the setting sun blurred the vision and swallowed the entire car not far away, but the emperor could still see the scene where General Hale's car rejoined the traffic and finally disappeared. "If you continue to drink, alcohol and death will become synonymous to you." He said suddenly, "Don't think that the blood filter can be used like this. This is just a preliminary rejuvenation operation."

"I'm just enjoying life. And I've seen that Soviet animation. Don't think I can't remember the lines in it. You're just imitating the animation characters." Gideon Malik replied with a smile.The wrinkles on his face have decreased a lot. This is just a by-product of the rejuvenation surgery, not a deliberate cosmetic measure.After the joke was over, Gideon Malik immediately turned back to the topic, "Are you really planning to let Ruby take on the important role? Or, are you really serious about your arrangement with General Hale?"

"Of course not, Gideon. General Hale's missions are many, but they definitely don't include those she knows." The emperor shook his head and took off the gold-rimmed glasses used for camouflage, "However, if she can follow the instructions I gave Training a few ace pilots with the simulation equipment is also a reward. I am now the pilot of the Void Fighter!"

"How much truth is there in that?" Gideon Malik asked with interest. "50.00%?"

"It's time to ask Stephanie, she knows everything."

　I finished the half chapter I wrote in the middle of the night last night, and I couldn't help it, so I posted it.

　　The next chapter comes later.

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(End of this chapter)