Marvel Salted Fish Kryptonian

In short, the entire Somalia delegation, with the exception of Henry himself and Audrey Hepburn, the innocent and innocent figure who served as the leader, all harbored ulterior motives. The chaos was like a parade of demons and a riot of demons.

Even on this night when Henry was staying in his room, writing down his visit records, under the surveillance of his super vision and super hearing, except for Audrey Hepburn in the next room who went to bed early, everyone else was busy.

Some were contacting the locals, some were using radios to send messages, and some were taking out their weapons for maintenance and inventory.

Henry didn't think he was that lucky. Nothing like this had happened at Audrey's previous events. He just happened to run into this excitement.

He also believed that every time Audrey Hepburn visited a place, there were similar troubles behind the scenes. However, the troubles never broke out, and there was no trouble for her. Each trip ended peacefully.

In fact, from these people's point of view, maintaining the personality and image of the movie queen is also a good thing for them.

Otherwise, if this umbrella of protection was leaked and their actions were exposed, it would mean that they would not be able to continue using Audrey Hepburn as a cover to carry out their tasks under the table.

So Henry had no intention of disturbing those people. As long as his employer was safe and sound, why not let her live in a fairytale dream world, doing what she loved and wanted to do.

But this time, Henry couldn't help his curiosity. It could be said that these people were operating right under his nose, and he would feel sorry for himself if he didn't check.

So in his spare time, Henry used his X-ray vision to look through the documents these people brought with them. He even developed the ability to read the documents page by page with his X-ray vision, and he read everything.

The mission consisted of contacting various local warlords to plot the overthrow of the current president, Mohamed Siad Barre, and carefully examining the strength of each warlord, including their military strength and level of mechanization.

I wonder if this information will be handed over to the current president of Somalia, causing chaos in that African country, or if the CIA intends to use this information to cause further trouble and seek greater benefits.

Anyway, the vulture-like United States still has that familiar taste. The world has not become more peaceful because of the existence of superheroes and various extraordinary powers. Conspiracies still exist in corners that ordinary people cannot see.

In other words, those people became even more aggressive because of this.

Just like the world Henry knew, everything, even medicine and virtual digital products, could be transformed into a sharp blade to pierce the enemy. The more powerful, the more painful the killing.

The difference lies in who is the enemy in the eyes of those who hold sharp weapons?

Henry didn't interfere in these matters. After all, this was a country of black men, not his; this was a universe with mutants, Captain America, and Tony Stark, but it was also not his...

During the twenty years of imprisonment, whether those years could be described as blank or tragic, Henry was always careful to avoid those points that might trigger his emotions.

Because he knew very well that once some things crossed that line, there was no going back.

If he turns evil and uses Kryptonian powers to do whatever he wants, then the end result will be that he will destroy the world or destroy himself.

Of course, there could also be a third ending that many readers would love to see, where he becomes so powerful that he controls everything and holds the multiverse in his hands, making anyone he wants live or die.

The reason we embark on this path of no return is mainly because there is no anchor in this world, a harbor for our soul to rest in. Or to put it more simply, home.

Without a place to stay, it is easy for people to go down a dead end, even if the sky falls and the earth breaks.

Even if you want to give up along the way, the cause and effect created by taking the first step will push you forward, no matter whether there is an abyss ahead.

This kind of person is the most terrifying to the whole world and to human society because he has no worries.

Moreover, what he did would force him to continue doing it, because once he stopped, the cause and effect he had planted before would inevitably come back to him, and he would most likely end up dead.

If we say that during his time in Alaska, watching the movie channel on the old TV, those classic black-and-white movies were a kind of spiritual salvation for Henry.

So serving the lady who was sleeping in the next room was no less important to Henry than his life in this world. For the first time, an anchor appeared to fix him down.

Henry did not reveal his past to anyone, but some people were able to detect some of the information and react accordingly.

Audrey and Katharine Hepburn, the two ladies, treated Henry as their most common name - child. Katharine had no children, but Audrey was the mother who raised two children.

Although no one emphasized this, Henry still felt that he was being treated like a child.

In particular, the way Audrey Hepburn looked at Henry was not like looking at a man, nor was she looking at a life partner, nor was she simply looking at an assistant hired by her.

That look was like looking at his two sons who were no longer with him, looking at this boy who needed care and perhaps protection.

Henry certainly had no intention of recognizing his mother, nor did he have any sexual thoughts about a sixty-year-old, out-of-date beauty. But he had to admit that it was different to have someone around to care about him.

It’s as if there is a place in this world that belongs to me, and someone remembers me.

Such a mood, of course, would not be allowed to be tarnished by others. For the sake of that lady, Henry even felt that the rules he set for himself could not be broken.

He wouldn't go on a killing spree for this, as long as what those people did didn't harm Audrey Hepburn, he would turn a blind eye.

Anyway, no matter how messed up the world gets, it's not his fault as a Kryptonian who traveled through time and space. Henry doesn't have the noble sentiment of Superman, who shoulders the entire Earth.

Looking out the window, the occasional barking of dogs broke the tranquility of the night.

As it was the first time in two lifetimes that Henry set foot on the African continent, he did not have any special feelings.

The night was still the same. Whether it was the hot wind or the annoying mosquitoes, they were not a big problem for Henry, who had a Kryptonian constitution. Not only was he immune to cold and heat, but mosquitoes also couldn't bite through Kryptonian skin.

However, the conspiracy lurking in the darkness will not stop because of the existence of Kryptonians.

Henry would just watch coldly unless these conspiracies turned into huge waves and hit him or the lady.

Chapter 97 Changes in Visit Plan

"Hey, man, want a beer?"

Henry pressed a styrofoam travel cooler in the trunk and asked Bernie, the oldest member of the security team.

The retired sergeant in the green beret looked at his comrade Mark and nodded, saying, "Henry, have a can."

As he spoke, Henry pulled out two aluminum cans of beer from a cooler filled with ice, tossed them over, and then took a can for himself.

The three of them opened their cans simultaneously, took a sip, and exhaled simultaneously. The refreshingly cool beer seemed to have magical powers, driving away the heat of the African continent.

Not far away, Audrey Hepburn was playing with children taken in by child protection agencies, accompanied by UN personnel and local Somali officials.

But the only one who truly treated the children with care was Ms. Hepburn. After taking the photo, the UN and Somali officials stood aside to discuss matters.

Henry overheard the conversation, expressing unease about the domestic situation, using his super hearing. Everyone else could only see the worried expressions on the faces of the two groups.

The only way to make them smile again or treat those children kindly is to put a camera in front of them. It is more effective than anyone shouting at them.

Henry had just finished shooting a roll of film and, while returning to his car to change the film, he had a beer with the two privately hired security guards guarding the car to beat the heat.

He noticed that the local guide and several black men in uniform, who were either soldiers or police, were also looking at him with envy. Henry took out a full bottle of cold beer from the cooler and walked over.

In his newly learned Somali, Henry said: "Hey, friend, it's a hot day, how about a gift from a good friend?"

"You are so generous, my friend," said the black guys, smiling broadly as they took the beer.

Henry, who had brushed up on his Somali before setting off, spoke haltingly to the other party.

It can only be said that the language learned from the textbook is not the same as the spoken language of the locals. At the beginning, when Henry spoke to the black brothers in the rigid Somali language from the textbook, he was severely ridiculed.

The fact that he can now talk to others properly is the result of his interactions with these black guys.

Actually, given Henry's abilities, he wanted to speak like a local, including using that unique tongue-twisting accent just right, so there wouldn't be any major problems. But that learning speed was too scary, so he pretended again.

After chatting with a few black men, Henry returned to the car and asked about Old Bernie, "Where are Brian and the others?"

Hearing Henry's question, Old Bernie replied: "I'm preparing for tomorrow's things."

Henry couldn't help but complain and said, "Yeah. Before we left, we were told not to change our plans, but who knew such a problem would arise as soon as we got here."

"No one knew the situation in Somalia had become so bad," said Old Bernie with a wry smile. "We thought this was just a simple job, just a stroll around and then go home."

Henry didn't believe this complaint. If it weren't for the CIA people fanning the flames, this African country would have become so bad.

But Henry couldn't say that. He followed Old Bernie's lead and said, "They heard we were coming to visit, and it was Somalia that took the initiative to invite us. After we got here, we discovered the social unrest, but there was no report at home.

"I always feel that President Barre's request is not actually for more UNICEF funding, but for peacekeeping forces to help him maintain order."

Old Bernie agreed, "You're right. We've long known how cunning those Niggers are. No wonder the farmers used to use whips to teach Niggers how to do things instead of having proper discussions with them."

Faced with such discriminatory remarks, Henry shrugged his shoulders indifferently and was not likely to blame the other party for anything.

After all, this isn't the PC era yet, and the white guys' opinions haven't been completely suppressed. Even if they do, they'll just be suppressed, not gone.

In the eyes of a spectator, it is just like putting a lid on the pressure cooker, slowly heating the bottom, and waiting for the moment when the lid can no longer withstand the pressure and pops open.

But for now, Henry was content to complain matter-of-factly: "The place we were supposed to visit was already in chaos. The Somali officials were insisting on us going there, even saying that Ms. Hepburn didn't have to go, but the peacekeeping force had to go.

"When I heard this request, I almost laughed out loud. Does that president, who looks down on us, think of us as his soldiers, who can be ordered around at will?"

"Pfft, looking at people through the nostrils, your description is really interesting. That guy didn't actually raise his head that high, it's just that his nostrils are a little big." Old Boni laughed.

"Yes, thanks to him, we were able to temporarily change our schedule and split up to conduct the visit," Henry said helplessly. "Actually, I wanted to persuade Ms. Hepburn to give up her upcoming trip and return home early."

"No one can persuade that big star, right?" Old Bernie said calmly. "Look, even Brian has quietly accepted the change of plans and is making subsequent arrangements."

Henry said darkly, "You know, that's how movies always work. Once a team is separated for various reasons, one of the teams will always be unlucky, or even wiped out. Otherwise, there will be no movie effect at all."

"Ha, Hollywood people." Old Bernie laughed and said, "You said it was a movie effect, but it's not always like that in reality. Otherwise, in a war, which commander would dare to split his troops into two to attack.

"Besides, the place we're going to tomorrow was chosen from the alternative locations in the original itinerary. Brian already had a plan, he just needs to adjust the deployment and confirm the implementation of the new location. With us here, you don't have to worry about your safety."

Henry muttered a few words, like an ordinary young man who was afraid of death.

Ms. Hepburn waved to Henry from a distance, and the assistant immediately understood and picked up a box of candies and biscuits from the trunk.

Henry said to the person next to him: "The lady is calling me, I'll go over first."

"Go ahead, kid. I'll take care of your ass." Old Bernie said something with a hint of disagreement, and then he and his old comrades around him burst into laughter.

Henry didn't dislike these veterans hiding their CIA identities. He suspected they wouldn't be able to stay there for long. Intelligence was a stinking cesspool, unsuitable for the soldier's character.

But he didn't forget to fight back: "Then it would be best if you use your mouth to stop someone with a big baby rushing towards my ass. That way you don't have to worry about your own ass!"

"Wow! Good job, kid." Mark, who had been silent all this time, exclaimed.

Chapter 98 New Places to Visit

"I really can't believe that this is all true." Henry said as he sat on a small jet airliner, looking out the window at the blue sky and white clouds outside.

Although this rented small passenger plane is not a luxurious jet like the Gulfstream, its comfort is incomparable to that of traditional propeller aircraft.

Brian sat comfortably in his seat and said, "You should be thankful that the airport we're going to has a qualified concrete runway. Otherwise, we'd have to take a traditional propeller plane, and the turbulence alone would make you feel like you're on a roller coaster."

Henry looked speechlessly at Brian Mills, the head of the security team, and said, "Do you think I'm a kid who screams with excitement when I get on a plane?

“I find it incredible that UNICEF personnel are acting like puppets of the current president of Somalia, Mohamed Siad Barre.

"They said the itinerary couldn't be changed, and so it stayed that way. I went there obediently. I went with the same peacekeeping squad. To me, the symbolic significance of this was greater than their actual combat capability."

"Of course, I'm not saying the peacekeeping forces are useless. It's just that they're too few in number. If trouble really hits, they won't be of much use. At best, they can help the UN personnel escape.

"And the president seems to be hoping we'll come down like a celestial being and wipe out the unrest in Somalia for him. He might as well be holding up a Koran and preaching it everywhere."

What Henry didn't say was: Maybe the reason Somalia is in such chaos is because this team visiting the children's facility has become the biggest troublemaker.

There were eight people on the plane: Audrey Hepburn, Henry, the assistant, four members of the security team I'd met at the insurance agency, and a female flight attendant. The captain was in the cockpit.

Because the team was so lean, Brian had rented a small passenger jet, the United Nations covering the cost. A rental car had already been arranged at the destination airport, and local officials and guides were waiting.

After a while, Henry asked again, "I just can't understand, who decided where we were going?"

Watching the young man act like a coward and afraid of death, Audrey almost believed that he was really that scared, if she really didn't know that the young man was naturally bulletproof.

Audrey didn't expose the other person, but patiently explained, "It was a joint decision. We all agreed that southern Somalia, where we were going, was the farthest from the unrest in the north."

This nonsensical reason almost made Henry laugh. But on second thought, he felt that it was not surprising that those who had the decision-making power made such a choice.

Strictly speaking, the world hasn't yet experienced the Arab Spring. They simply believe that if the source of the unrest is contained and prevented from growing, the problem can be solved. And they believe that the American military is invincible.

The problem is that when the entire Somali society is filled with the same atmosphere, unrest in one place is likely to cause a response in a large number of places, causing the same unrest to break out in other places.

So the requirement of being "farthest from the site of unrest" wasn't a guarantee of safety. But no one realized this, and they were even too foolish to believe it, simply trusting that American soldiers were truly invincible.

Henry's character has no decision-making power, not even the right to make suggestions. He can only advise Ms. Audrey Hepburn privately, or just mutter a few words.

But as long as the lady disagrees, Henry, the employee, can only act according to his employer's wishes unless there is other evidence.

Soon, the plane began to descend, passing through a patch of white clouds, and the scenery outside the window changed back to the African savannah.

This area is an extension of the Kenyan savannah, so looking down from the plane, you can see large groups of wild animals living on the land. Henry's super vision allows him to see that this is a group of zebras.

He couldn't help but sigh, "Is there a place like this that we would want to visit?"

Brian explained, "Our target is a small settlement about half a day's drive from the airport. There's a child protection agency supported by UNICEF here."

Old Bernie added: "The name of the program is to provide care for local children who have nowhere to turn to, but in reality, no one knows how the funds are actually used."

The content was somewhat cynical, so Brian rolled his eyes. Ms. Hepburn did not like to hear such remarks.

So Old Bernie added, "But this child protection agency is quite decent, so it was included in the scheduled list for visits and eventually became a backup location."

As everyone chatted, the small passenger plane landed smoothly. The veteran Italian captain demonstrated excellent flying skills, causing no discomfort to the passengers.

Because it is a small airport, although there are managers, it is open to the elements. From time to time, animals are seen crossing the airport runway.

The apron was right in front of the hangar, requiring the pilot to maneuver the aircraft there. After communicating with the tower, the Italian captain parked the aircraft where it was supposed to be. Two unattended Range Rovers were already parked nearby.