Russell wasn't surprised that General Ross knew his identity in the underground world.
He hadn't gone out of his way to hide his true identity, and General Ross could easily find out about it with a few phone calls.
"I don't need you to join the military."
"I know that superhumans like you don't particularly like dealing with official agencies."
"It's less about joining and more about cooperation."
"You help me with some things, and I'll give you corresponding compensation. We both get what we need, just like military contractors."
General Ross said, looking at Russell.
"If it's not about joining, but just cooperation, then we can continue talking."
"General, what kind of trouble do you need me to help you solve?"
Although Russell's identity in the underground world was the Continental Hotel's ace assassin, no one ever stipulated that assassins could only do assassin work.
As long as General Ross could offer compensation that interested him, there was no problem in taking on his commission.
"I need you to help me capture someone alive!"
General Ross's expression immediately became incredibly serious.
"Just capture alive? General, you should know that compared to capturing alive, I'm better at sending targets to hell."
Russell retorted.
"He can't die, he must be alive!"
"As long as you can assist me in capturing him alive, your Zaku battle armor can not only be sold to Jack and Johnson, but I can also help you get military orders for other weapons produced by your laboratory."
Although Ross was only an Air Force Lieutenant General, he wasn't a civilian official with rank but no real power.
Putting aside his extensive network of connections in the military, his authority within the army alone was a force that could not be ignored.
Russell didn't answer General Ross immediately, instead putting on a look of serious thought.
Although General Ross hadn't said who the target was, his words just now indicated that the target he wanted to capture alive was most likely Bruce Banner.
Not only that, judging from the fact that he was entrusting this to an outsider like himself, he had probably already tasted failure at Bruce Banner's hands, which was why he was considering inviting him, an outside reinforcement, to join the capture operation.
After thinking for a few minutes, he didn't refuse and agreed directly.
Isn't it just capturing the Hulk?
No big deal!
As long as he knew the Hulk's location, capturing the Hulk alive shouldn't be difficult.
"General, you're so sincere. If I refused now, it would be too disrespectful."
"General, who do you want to capture alive?"
Russell asked General Ross.
"I'll tell you the specific information about the target next time we meet."
"After your Zaku battle armor completes its combat test, I will send someone to pick you up."
After speaking, General Ross left the tasting room.
After he left, Russell didn't plan to stay at the manor either, driving his Porsche 911 back to the laboratory.
He had originally only planned to market the Zaku battle armor to the military today, but he didn't expect Ross to be among the military brass the senator contacted.
What surprised him even more was that Ross actually commissioned him to capture the Hulk.
After returning to his office, he logged onto the black market forum and found an intelligence broker he had dealt with a few times before.
In the black market, anything can be bought and sold.
Information is even a mainstream commodity there.
After sending a message to the intelligence broker he had never met and prepaying a deposit, he exited the black market forum and patiently waited for the intelligence broker's reply.
Two days later.
Russell arrived at a certain military testing ground with the military-green Zaku battle armor.
This time, he didn't see Ross, only Major Generals Jack and Johnson of the Army.
Ross himself didn't have much interest in the Zaku battle armor.
Not to mention that the Zaku battle armor Russell was currently producing didn't have sustained flight capability, only low-altitude ejection flight function.
A battle armor that couldn't sustain flight wouldn't be of much interest even to other Air Force generals.
After greeting Generals Jack and Johnson, Russell handed the battle armor over to the testing personnel arranged by the military.
He wouldn't personally wear the battle armor for testing, and the military wouldn't let him do that.
After all, the people who would wear the battle armor on the battlefield wouldn't be him, but the military's own soldiers.
Although the Zaku battle armor's operating system only retained the most basic functions and couldn't be as user-friendly as the Symbiote Armor.
It was still not difficult to operate.
It didn't take long for the testing soldier to adapt to the battle armor's operation.
The rest was simple.
The soldier wearing the Zaku battle armor began to single-handedly challenge various active weapons on the testing ground.
The test ended quickly!
The test results were also very satisfactory!
Without any suspense, the soldier wearing the Zaku battle armor showed extremely powerful combat capabilities and won an almost one-sided victory.
Russell was not surprised by this result.
The Mark 1 that Tony hammered out in the cave could easily deal with terrorists and help him escape.
If the crude Mark 1 could achieve such a glorious record, the Zaku battle armor, which had far superior performance to the Mark 1, could naturally perform better.
After the test, Generals Jack and Johnson made a unanimous decision.
The first batch of military orders for the Octopus Military Technology Laboratory were successfully secured.
Five Zaku battle armors, totaling 600 million US dollars!
Delivery in one month!
Although Russell had sufficient funds to cover the costs upfront, for safety's sake, he still collected half of the deposit in advance.
The remaining half would be paid upon delivery.
Of course, in return, the Zaku battle armor used for the test was left directly with the military.
After securing the military order, Russell returned to the laboratory in a good mood.
Although a 600 million US dollar order wasn't a large order, this order was significant.
From today onwards, his Octopus Laboratory officially became a military-industrial enterprise.
He handed over the manufacturing of the battle armor entirely to No. 3 and Little Peter.
As for him, not long after returning to the laboratory, he boarded a plane bound for the Pentagon.
Ross had sent someone to pick him up as agreed!
The Pentagon.
Ross's office.
At this moment, Ross was wearing camouflage fatigues, sitting behind his desk, with a thick Cuban cigar in his mouth.
Two people were sitting in front of him.
One was Russell, who had just arrived at the Pentagon.
The other was Emil Blonsky, who wasn't very tall but sat up straight.
Although Blonsky seemed fine, full of energy, and looked like a proper soldier.
Russell keenly detected something was off.
Blonsky was suppressing his emotions.
Had he already been injected with the Super Soldier Serum?
Thinking of this, Russell couldn't help but look at Blonsky a few more times.
Blonsky noticed his gaze and returned a cold look.
Russell didn't show weakness and met Blonsky's gaze.
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