The night passed. Early the next morning, Kyle was woken up by a communication soldier, who conveyed the colonel's order to gather directly at the underground command center of the base. Kyle didn't delay. After a simple wash, he let Venom attach to his body and turned it into a black combat uniform. He then rushed to the underground passage with a sodium-carbon steel sword.
When he arrived at the brightly lit entrance of the command room, Kyle was surprised to find that Steve, wearing the captain's combat uniform, had already arrived. And the gathering mentioned by the colonel was not just the two of them, but also Howard, Carter, Fury, the colonel, and more than a dozen intelligence analysts. The seats at the commander's table were almost full.
"With such a big lineup, it seems you've obtained very important information from the professor," Kyle said as he stepped into the command room.
"Hello, Major Kyle!" Seeing Kyle, the intelligence personnel saluted with an expression of admiration. Howard shook his head and laughed, "Man, why are you so slow? You're the only one missing in this battle meeting."
"I thought you, a war maniac, would miss this battle," Fury said with a smile, revealing a row of white teeth.
"Kyle, over here," Steve called out and waved his hand, indicating for Kyle to sit in the empty seat next to him.
Carter still sat in her seat without saying a word, as if she was still angry about what happened the previous night. However, when she saw Kyle's arrival, the solemnity on her cold face also relaxed. The colonel in front of the strategic map waved his hand and urged Kyle to quickly sit down. He said, "I was just about to explain the content of the intelligence, so you're not late. Find a seat and sit down."
Kyle nodded and simply waved his hand in response to the people he knew, then sat in the empty seat next to Steve. In any case, Kyle's arrival eased the tense atmosphere in the underground command room. Everyone's tense faces also relaxed, and they felt at ease for no reason. This is the unique charm that symbolizes the strength of the UA heroes. It's not just a title that is touted, but it's also created by the number of enemies killed.
"Then I'll get to the point," the colonel said solemnly. "Late last night, the intelligence personnel learned a very urgent intelligence message from the new professor who joined the Hydra organization! The founder of Hydra, Schmidt (Red Skull), his strategic goal is not only to occupy European land, but to destroy half of the earth and then rule the whole world!"
Hearing this shocking news, most of the people in the command center frowned.
"This lunatic should be thrown into a mental hospital. He really thinks he's a god." Carter snorted coldly. Fury murmured thoughtfully, "It's crazy. This may be the root of the German army's reluctance to cooperate with Hydra." Howard frowned and added, "We can't just leave him be. Schmidt possesses power far beyond our imagination. The energy weapons are the best proof." Kyle nodded in agreement. He knew better than anyone what Red Skull had.
The Tesseract! The basic usage of the Space Stone, along with the Law of the Universe, is enough to create infinite energy. And the explosive power of the Gem Residual Energy Cube is simply unmatched by ordinary bombs.
The Colonel raised his voice and solemnly said, "We also have more important information: Schmidt plans to fly to the United States today. As long as he crosses the Atlantic, he will be able to flatten the entire East Coast in less than an hour! With the United States as the starting point, he could then upgrade to half of the world!"
"How much time is left?" Kyle asked simply.
The Colonel quickly replied, "Less than twelve hours."
"That's enough," Kyle nodded confidently.
The Colonel shook his head and said, "The biggest problem now is that Hydra's last base is different from the factory bases you've attacked before. It's located 500 feet below the Alps and is easy to defend."
"I have an idea," Steve said, who had been silent until now. "If we send the army directly, Schmidt will definitely close the gate of the base and escape. So we must send someone to lure them into opening the gate of the Hydra base alone, and our army will take this opportunity to launch a siege."
"Then I'll go," Kyle shrugged indifferently. He had so many life-saving means that even if he broke into the Hydra base alone, he was confident he could retreat.
"No," Steve vetoed Kyle's suggestion and looked at him, saying, "You're good at attacking. It's more appropriate for you to lead the army outside. And as for your appearance, are you sure you won't scare Schmidt away?" The last sentence was obviously a little exaggerated and mocking. But everyone in the command room did not deny it, instead nodding deeply.
The German executioner, the battlefield meat grinder, the hero symbolizing the strength of the United States, the demon code name full of murderous spirit. The deterrent force of Kyle's appearance on the battlefield was definitely no less than that of a fully armed elite army. Letting such a man lure the enemy's army?
What a joke!
The Colonel said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "To be honest, if I were Schmidt and saw Major Kyle break into the base, I would choose to run away directly."
"Don't describe me as an inhuman monster," Kyle said coldly, crossing his arms as he glanced at them.
"I came up with the plan, please let me go," Steve said firmly, standing up. "As Captain America, I will also attract the Hydra organization to take the initiative to attack as bait. So I am the only suitable candidate."
Kyle looked at Steve, who had a resolute and righteous face, and an adjective came to his mind for no reason: I, Captain America, carry the hardest shield and take the most vicious beating.
"The situation is urgent and we can't delay it any longer. The plan is set! In this mission, all base personnel will cooperate with the two of you to attack," the Colonel finished, slamming his palm on the table to express his firm determination. "Then let's start now! Destroy the last Hydra base and send the madman Schmidt to hell in one fell swoop!"
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Three hours later, near the Alps. The noon sun was bright and full, and the snow in the mountains and forests reflected the dazzling light.
'Boom!' A burst of noisy engine sound suddenly sounded, and Steve, with a round shield on his back, rode a motorcycle quickly through the snowy forest. His hands clenched the handle and he kept speeding up, the back of the motorcycle sprayed blue flames and exhaust, the wheels crushed the snow and branches, and the full horsepower rushed alone towards the main gate of the Hydra base.
'Whoosh whoosh whoosh -' These sounds came from behind Steve, but there were more than a dozen enemy motorcycles following closely behind, like shadows.
"The fish took the bait," Kyle said coldly, looking down at the motorcycle chase in the forest from the snowy mountain next to the forest. He was like a hunter ready to hunt, patiently waiting for the fierce battle to come.