章 85: Chapter 85: The Super Agent's Touch
In the office of the battleship, Satana couldn't help but feel a sense of unease as she looked at Kyle in the office chair. She waited anxiously for his next instructions. Kyle secretly laughed to himself. The agents trained by the Soviet Red Room were truly the best in the world. From the super agent drugs to the abilities and qualities that an agent should have, everything was top-notch.
Despite her young age, Satana's combat strength in the entire US military base was something that few soldiers or officers could match. Her infiltration and disguise as a timid and weak female military doctor was as effortless as drinking water. Unfortunately, she had crossed paths with Kyle.
Kyle narrowed his eyes as he studied Satana. Her infiltration disguise could be said to be flawless, but it was nothing compared to his card draw ability. No matter how carefully she planned or how impressive her acting was, the shiny blue ability card "Super Agent" on the back of her head would reveal everything.
The office was silent for a moment. After taking a few sips of warm water, Kyle waved for Satana to come closer. With a slight frown, he said, "My head is a little dizzy. Do you know how to massage the head and shoulders? Give me a little massage."
"Ah," Satana hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement. She walked around the desk with small steps and approached Kyle's chair. She didn't notice that as she passed by the chair, Kyle's slightly opened blue eyes appeared icy cold.
The best opportunity for assassination had presented itself. Now, Satana's life and death were in her own hands. Whether the other party was a hero in the future or not, as long as there was even a slight signal to launch an assassination, Kyle would not hesitate to kill her right there. This was Kyle's bottom line. His enemies could only lie on the ground as corpses.
"General, you can close your eyes for a moment. The massage will be much more comfortable," Satana said in a low voice as her small hands slowly reached for the back of Kyle's head.
"Okay, use more strength," Kyle nodded in response. As he closed his eyes and concentrated, he tensed his muscles. The other party didn't have any weapons on them, so their strength alone wouldn't be enough to break his neck. But just in case, he had already put his Venom Suit in a defensive state.
Soon, Satana's ten slender fingers landed on the back of Kyle's head. She pressed down slightly, rubbing down to his neck, shoulders, and then up to his forehead.
Kyle, whose body had been a little stiff, immediately relaxed and let out a sigh of relief. What was this unexpected comfort? It had to be said that Satana's massage technique was very proficient. This should be one of the specialties learned during her agent training. Furthermore, the girl's fingers were slender and strong...
Wait, that wasn't the main point! "Are you not going to make a move?" Kyle was puzzled and couldn't understand. The Soviet Red Room organization had sent a super agent to lurk at this critical moment of war. If it wasn't for him, then what was the purpose of her mission?
The target wasn't him? Or the purpose of the mission wasn't to assassinate him? It made sense when he thought about it. Although the Soviet Union liked to cause trouble, they wouldn't send agents to assassinate a new Major General, a hero of the United States.
Under Kyle's doubts, Satana massaged him for ten minutes before stopping. She panted slightly and waved her sore fingers. This man's bones and muscles were much denser than expected. Sure enough, it was as the organization had said in the mission... the ability of a super soldier.
Satana made up her mind and whispered in Kyle's ear, "General Kyle, how do you feel? Is your head still dizzy?" Kyle tilted his head slightly and said with his eyes closed in enjoyment, "Much better."
"That's good, but a large-scale war is about to begin. It's best to investigate any symptoms in advance." Satana paused and gave professional advice. "Just in case, it's best for the general to prick a drop of blood on your finger and let me take it back to the infirmary for testing. It will be able to show the detailed condition of your body in a physical examination."
"Oh, a blood test?" Kyle opened his eyes completely at this time, revealing a subtle expression of understanding. He didn't expect that the agent's mission was just to get a little of his blood. With the Venom Suit, even if he suffered a superficial wound, he wouldn't leave his own blood on the previous battlefield.
A drop of blood seemed to have little significance. But after all, it was the world of Marvel with high-tech and biological branches. Who knows what the mad scientists of the Soviet Union were planning to do with this drop of blood. He didn't want them to create a superhuman or something.
Now that he knew the purpose, Kyle didn't have to play along with the other party anymore. His tone turned cold and he said, "Is this your purpose?"
"What... purpose?" Satana, who was still sitting on the back of the office chair, was stunned. She reluctantly maintained her calm and said softly, "General Kyle, what are you talking about? This is just a simple... blood test."
Kyle threw out a sentence that broke her last line of defense, "Do you still want to continue pretending? Soviet Red Room agent."
Before he finished speaking, Satana's face changed. Her hands suddenly slashed towards the back of Kyle's neck, trying to stun him.
"I'll play with you," Kyle snorted coldly. His reaction was even faster. He raised his hands and grabbed the girl's hands that hadn't fallen down yet. Satana tried hard to pull her hands away, but found that Kyle's hands were like steel pliers. She couldn't even move a finger.
Just as she was about to kick with her feet, a crushing force came from her arms, and then her whole body was lifted up and flipped 180 degrees over Kyle's head and slammed on the hardwood desk.
"Crack!" The desk collapsed and split on both sides. Satana groaned in pain as she lay on the scattered pieces of wood and documents.
"Cough cough," Satana coughed and struggled to get up. Under her slightly frightened eyes, she saw the handsome young man throw the general's coat aside, revealing the Venom Suit that was cold and murderous inside.
"Very good, stand up like this! Let me see the strength of the Soviet Union's super agent!" Kyle looked at her indifferently. His muscles were clearly protruding under the black suit, and his murderous aura shrouded the entire office.
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