How could Darian directly attack the highest-ranking members of the royal family?
If he killed them now, how would the Fire in Sokovia ignite?
Not only that, he also had to pour a few more barrels of oil on the Fire.
Although the Liberators Organization was already causing a stir in Sokovia, Darian felt that it was still not chaotic enough.
It wouldn't do for only the Liberators and the nobles to fight, with the common people of Sokovia having no sense of participation.
If he was going to play, he would play big!
As for the consequences, that was not within Darian's consideration.
It was like playing a plague game, where players only cared about how to create a blockbuster plague, and no one cared what the World in the game would become.
So, the residents of Sokovia one day suddenly discovered that in corners of streets, alleys, and even inconspicuous spots in their own backyards, a batch of wooden boxes with strange mask patterns had quietly appeared at some unknown time.
Some bolder individuals, unable to contain their curiosity, pried one open and found that it contained all sorts of military weapons!
From pistols and submachine guns to grenades, everything was there!
Lucky Europeans could even find RPGs or Gatling machine guns inside!
Everyone was stunned.
Was this the mortal World or the underworld? How could these things be refreshed?
Even more astonishingly, large numbers of flyers occasionally drifted down from the sky, meticulously detailing the crimes and personal information of nobles in various places, like wanted posters.
At first, people just passively picked them up, not daring to act rashly, but there was always someone in the World who dared to be the first to eat a crab.
A man from Sokovia, whose family had been ruined by a noble, grabbed an assault rifle from a wooden box with red eyes, lay in wait in the bushes at the intersection the noble passed daily, and when the gunshots rang out, the noble and his subordinates fell to the ground.
Under the muzzle, all beings are equal!
And this man's actions made everyone understand that nobles were not invincible beings; they too bled, they too wailed, and they too trembled under the muzzle of a gun.
Soon, similar scenes played out repeatedly across Sokovia.
Those common people who had been oppressed by the nobles for too long, after being empowered by this batch of weapons, became completely frenzied, and having nothing to lose, they launched a fierce retaliation against the nobles they had long resented.
Once the long-suppressed rage erupted, it was even more violent than a wildfire spreading across the plains.
The nobles discovered in horror that these common people, who were usually submissive, were now becoming more and more insane.
If they dared to show their faces on the street, some commoner might suddenly grab an AK and spray them, and even if they hid at home, an RPG might fly through the window the next second, fresh and hot.
What the hell, was this Sokovia or Gotham City!?
Although most nobles had their own private armed forces, who could guarantee that these forces could be by their side 24 hours a day?
Moreover, these mercenaries were not suicidal; seeing these common people so reckless, they all chickened out.
Their annual salaries were not exorbitantly high, so why risk their lives?
Even if a commoner was extremely unlucky and couldn't find a wooden box, it didn't matter; as long as they followed the instructions on the flyer, found a secret contact point, and shouted "Great God Doom," someone would actively give them a gun.
To exaggerate, even if a dog in Sokovia walked by and barked a few times, a gun might be stuffed into its paws.
At this moment, Sokovia had transformed into a country even more free than America, achieving a state of universal conscription.
Even an old woman nearly a hundred years old in a wheelchair might suddenly pull out two sawed-off shotguns from under the blanket on her lap, turning into a sprayer and blasting you in the face, completely impossible to guard against!
Facing such an out-of-control situation, the Sokovia royal family, no longer bothering with the Liberators Organization, immediately ordered the government to dispatch the army to suppress the rioting cities.
During this time, the Liberators Organization did not stop their advance, continuing to launch attacks on the nobles.
As the Liberators Organization's reputation grew, more and more Sokovia common people, desperate with the current situation, voluntarily joined, becoming members of the Liberators.
The Liberators Organization generally accepted all comers.
The purged nobles were all incredibly wealthy, and after annexing their vast family fortunes, the Liberators Organization had no need to worry about resources; it could support any number of members, not to mention welfare, but at least ensure that everyone was fed and clothed.
This might not be much for people in other countries, but for the common people of Sokovia, who had long gone hungry and lived from hand to mouth, being able to consistently eat three meals a day was itself the most luxurious dream.
This most basic guarantee of survival was more inspiring than any grand slogan.
When people no longer had to fear for tomorrow's food source, an unprecedented sense of belonging naturally arose.
Because of this, the members' loyalty to the Liberators Organization grew daily, and they developed an almost religious piety and worship for God Doom.
In their eyes, Darian was not only the leader who led them to resist tyranny, but also the god who granted them the right to survive.
"Great God Doom!"
"Praise God Doom!"
"God Doom, you are my god!"
Within the Liberators Organization, shouts like these could be heard every day.
By now, the Liberators Organization's scale had long surpassed a thousand members, and was developing towards a force of ten thousand.
Due to the limited number of alien technology equipment, only core members could be equipped with these advanced weapons; these core members were carefully selected by Darian, with favorability ratings above 80.
They believed that Darian was the only true god who came to save Sokovia, regarded his commands as divine oracles, executed them without hesitation, and were the most loyal group of people.
As for the other members, although they used conventional equipment, its sophistication was already comparable to the standard weapons of Sokovia's most elite troops.
However, after a long period of continuous combat, the Iron Soldiers, as the backbone, were beginning to show signs of insufficient energy reserves.
Ultimately, they still lacked Tony and Ivan Vanko's Arc Reactor, and without a continuous and stable energy supply, even performing relatively simple commands would consume a large amount of the Iron Soldiers' energy reserves, making them unable to withstand too much exertion.
For this, Darian specifically brought Max over with a Pure Iron Pokeball to charge the Iron Soldiers.
Max: "."
He had always been the one to absorb and devour electrical energy, but now, with the wheel of karma turning, he was being used as a large mobile power bank.
Since he was already here, Darian simply let Max stay and generate electricity for the Liberators Organization.
"Zemo, let me introduce you, this is Little P, skilled in 100,000 Volts, with the ability to control electricity."
Darian called over his adjutant Zemo and introduced Max beside him.
At this time, Max was also wearing a yellow mouse mask to conceal his identity, as he was, after all, one of New York's superheroes now and couldn't casually expose his identity.
Zemo heard this and his face showed surprise: "Isn't this person's ability the same as Thor?"
The Avengers, as a global idol group, Zemo naturally knew the name of Thor.
"Almost, but Thor is the god of thunder, and he is the god of electricity; there are still some fundamental differences."
Darian knew that their abilities were still far apart, but he didn't explain too much.
Zemo had no doubts, his heart filled with shock.
At the same time, he couldn't help but secretly congratulate himself that he had knelt fast enough, otherwise his fate would definitely not have been any better than those nobles.
A Liberators Organization with such strength was simply not something the Sokovia royal family could resist.
Darian instructed: "Little P will participate in the upcoming operations; you arrange his combat position."
"Understood."
Zemo respectfully accepted the order, his confidence greatly boosted.
With such a powerful person joining, he could hardly imagine how this situation could be lost.
Ancient Fortress, HYDRA's Research Base.
"Baron Strucker, weapon development has achieved a breakthrough; with the energy of the scepter, we have successfully activated a large number of Chitauri energy weapons, restoring their full combat functionality."
A researcher was reporting to Strucker.
Strucker nodded in satisfaction: "Good, but this is far from enough; prepare to execute the next phase of the plan, fully developing the scepter's biological effects."
As Strucker's order was given, the entire Research Base entered a new round of busyness.
Just as the researchers were rushing to prepare, Strucker suddenly remembered something and turned to his adjutant, asking, "How is Agent Darian's mission progressing?"
These days, he had been completely immersed in research work and had paid little attention to the outside World.
"Uh, it's progressing very smoothly."
The adjutant's expression became a bit strange as he brought up the intelligence panel.
"According to the latest intelligence, Agent Darian has incited a full-scale revolution in Sokovia and established an organization called the Liberators, launching attacks on the noble class."
"Recently, Agent Darian began distributing weapons on a large scale to the common people, triggering widespread armed riots. We have monitored that several cities in Sokovia have gradually broken away from royal control, and the scale of the uprising is expanding at an astonishing rate."
"Now, the entire Sokovia is in chaos."
Strucker:!! ('' )
What the hell?
I only told you to create chaos, and you actually went and started a revolution!?
Speaking of which, this seemed to be HYDRA's old trick; in those days, HYDRA leader Red Skull had spent some time with a certain mustachioed man.
But it wasn't as outrageous as Darian, who actually distributed weapons to the common people of Sokovia on a large scale!
Who didn't know that there was deep-seated resentment between the common people and the nobles of Sokovia?
What Darian was doing, how was it different from distributing nuclear weapons to that mold-ridden country?
Listening to the report, Strucker was at a loss for how to react.
One could only say that Darian was indeed one of HYDRA's own; his ability to cause trouble was simply unmatched.
However, for Strucker, it was a good thing.
The more chaotic Sokovia became, the less attention they would receive here, allowing his research to proceed smoothly.
"Oh, and inform Agent Darian that the biological effects development experiment is about to begin."
Inside the Zemo family manor.
With Zemo's voluntary gift, it had already become the headquarters of the Liberators Organization.
Originally, Darian didn't want to accept it, but he couldn't argue with Zemo, and after three concessions, he reluctantly accepted it.
At this moment, Darian sat in the soft leather high-backed chair in the study, while Zemo stood respectfully to one side, reporting the latest battle situation to him.
"God Doom, the common people's riots that erupted across Sokovia have successfully tied down a considerable portion of the regular army, who are now struggling to cope with the chaos throughout the country."
"And the remaining forces are simply insufficient to pose a threat to us; with the god of electricity and the Iron Soldiers, they are no match for us."
"Seizing this opportunity, our main forces are steadily taking over all important towns surrounding Novigrad, and the encirclement of the capital has been formed. At the current rate of advance, we will soon be able to launch a general offensive on the royal palace."
Now, the Liberators Organization had already taken initial shape.
Whenever they captured a noble's territory, they would occupy it and dispatch some members for long-term stationed.
Gradually, the territory controlled by the Liberators Organization grew, spreading like wildfire across the cities of Sokovia.
And during this expansion, they had encountered several attacks from the Sokovia regular army, but all were easily repelled by Max.
For him, who was immune to conventional physical attacks, the regular army's weapons were simply useless decorations; a mass electrotherapy would solve the problem.
These achievements quickly spread throughout the country, further solidifying the rumors that the Liberators Organization possessed supernatural powers.
At this moment, in the hearts of the people of Sokovia, the Liberators Organization had become the universally desired force for change, and God Doom was their savior who came to rescue them.
Max: "???"
He was the one who had been working hard all along, so how did all the prestige end up concentrated on Darian?
After listening to Zemo's report, Darian said nothing.
He found that the progress seemed to be a bit faster than expected; if it continued at this pace, Strucker's real experiment at the HYDRA Base might not even begin before the Sokovia revolution would conclude.
Fortunately, at this time, Darian just received a secret message from HYDRA, stating that the biological effects development experiment was about to begin.
Darian breathed a sigh of relief, then instructed Zemo: "The command work is entrusted to you. Maintain the current pace of advance, and await my final order before launching a general offensive on the royal palace."
Ever since he had Zemo, a capable subordinate, Darian had completely relaxed, handing over command to Zemo, who handled the daily scheduling and tactical arrangements for the Liberators Organization.
No wonder Superman often didn't use his super brain, but instead relied more on Batman's external brain.
This feeling of not having to think was indeed very enjoyable!
After giving a few instructions, Darian set off for HYDRA's Research Base.
Seeing Darian's arrival, Strucker said, "Agent Darian, long time no see. I heard you've been causing quite a stir in Sokovia recently."
Darian immediately straightened his body, his expression solemn: "All for the great cause of HYDRA! Hail HYDRA!"
"Hail HYDRA!"
Strucker automatically replied, and at the same time, felt a surge of admiration.
To have such a loyal and capable member was truly HYDRA's great fortune!
Just then, Darian's expression suddenly changed, and he rubbed his hands, saying, "Uh, Baron Strucker, the operating expenses in Sokovia have been a bit high recently. Do you think the Organization could reimburse me?"
Strucker: "."