The night passed quickly.

  Early the m, Kyle was awakened by a unication soldier who informed him that el had issued orders for him to report directly to the underground aer.

  Without wasting any time, Kyle quickly freshened up and had Venom around his body, transf into a bbat Uniform. He strapped on the carbon-sodium steel sword and made his way toward the underground passage.

  When he arrived at the entrance of the brightly lit and room, Kyle was surprised to find Steve, dressed in his Captain bat Uniform, already present there.

  And it wasn't just the two of them as el had mentioned. Howard, Agent Carter, Fury, the el himself, as well as a dozen intelligenalysts, were all in attendahe seats around the and table were nearly filled.

  "With such a graup, it seems like we've received some very important intelligence from the professor," Kyle ented as he walked into the and room.

  "Good to see you, Major Kyle!" The intelligence personnel greeted Kyle with respectful expressions and saluted him.

  Howard shook his head and chuckled, "Man, why are you so sloere just waiting for you for this operation briefing."

  "I thought you, the war maniac, would at least be the first to present here," Fury said with a smile, revealing a row of white teeth on his dark face.

  "Kyle, over here." Steve waved tinuously, signaling him to take the empty seat beside him.

  Agent Carter remained silent, sitting in her seat as if still angry about st night. However, upon seeing Kyle's arrival, the seriousness on her cold and elegant face rexed a bit.

  The el, the officer in charge, gestured with his hand in front of the strategic map, urging Kyle to take his seat. "I was just about to expielligence we have obtained. You're not te, so find a seat quickly."

  Kyle nodded and briefly waved to aowledge the people he khen sat in the empty seat o Steve. Regardless of the circumstances, Kyle's presence alone eased the temosphere in the underground and room.

  The strained expressions of the people present also rexed, and for some inexplicable reason, they also felt reassured.

  This was the exclusive charm symbolizing the power of the Ameri hero. It wasn't just an infted reputation but was built upon his actual bat achievements and the number of enemies he had eliminated.

  "Let's get to the point," The el cleared his throat and solemnly said, "Late st night, our intelligence personnel obtained highly urgent information from the professor who retly joihe Hydra anization."

  "The founder of Hydra, Johann Schmidt, also known as Red Skull, has strategic objectives beyond occupying Europeaory. He intends to destroy half the p and then rule the entire world!"

  Upon hearing this arming information, most of the people in the and room furrowed their brows.

  "This madman should be locked up in a mental institution. He really thinks he's a god," Agent Carter snorted.

  Fury murmured thoughtfully, "That's just too crazy. This might be the root cause of why the German foro longer want to cooperate with Hydra."

  Howard frowned and said, "We 't just let him be. Schmidt possesses power far beyond our imagination, and the energy ons are the best evidence of that."

  Kyle nodded in agreement. After all, he knew better than anyone else what Red Skull had in his possession.

  The Tesseract! Carrying the Space Stone, which held the secrets of ic ws, its basic usage alone was suffit to gee infinite energy. And the explosive power of the Cube Fragment was unparalleled by ventional bombs.

  The el raised his void said with a solemn expression on his face, "We have received even more important information: Schmidt pns to fly to the Uates today. Once he crosses the Atntic, it will take him less than an hour to level the entire East Coast! From the Uates as the starting point, he intends to expand his attack to half the world!"

  "How much time do we have left?" Kyle asked straightforwardly.

  el quickly replied, "Less than twelve hours."

  "That should be enough," Kyle nodded fidently.

  el shook his head and said, "The biggest problem now is the final Hydra base. It's different from the factory bases you attacked before. It's located below five hundred feet in the Alps, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack."

  "I have an idea," Steve, who had remained silent, spoke up. "If we send our troops directly, Schmidt will definitely seal off the entrao the base and escape. So, we o send someoo lure them into opening the entrao the Hydra base alone. Our forces then unch a surprise attack during that opportunity."

  "Then I'll go," Kyle shrugged indifferently, his survival skills were beyoraordinary. Even if he stormed the Hydra base alone, he was fident he could e out unscathed.

  "No," Steve vetoed, looking at Kyle. "You're skilled in offe would be more suitable for you to lead the troops in aernal assault. Besides, won't your presence alone scare Schmidt away?"

  The st sentence was clearly meant as a teasing remark, but everyone in the and room didn't deny it. Instead, they nodded in agreement, uanding the truth behind it.

  The Germaiohe battlefield butcher, the hero symbolizing Ameri power, the devil with a ruthless demeanor— Kyle's imposing presen the battlefield was no less intimidating than a fully armed arained army. Sending such a man to lure the enemy?

  They must be joking!

  The el, half-jokingly and half-seriously, said, "To be ho, if I were Schmidt and saw Major Kyle st into the base, I'd choose to run away."

  "Don't portray me as some kind of monstrous freak," Kyle crossed his arms and g them coldly.

  "I proposed the pn, so let me go," Steve stood up, resolute. "As Captain America, I'll act as a lone bait, drawing out the Hydra anization for an attack. Therefore, I'm the only suitable didate."

  As Kyle looked at Steve, who exuded determination and righteousness, an unbidden adjective came to his mind: I am carrying the stro shield, and I will ehe most brutal beatings.

  "The situation is very urgent, and we 't dey any lohe pn is set! Soldiers and Personals from all the bases will coordih the two of you in the assault—"

  After the el finished speaking, he spped his palm firmly oable, expressing his unwaveriermination as he spoke. "So let's start moving! Let's hunt down aroy the final Hydra base ahis madman Schmidt to hell!"

  Three hours ter, he Alps.

  The midday sun was bright and plentiful, and the snow in the forest against the mountains glimmered with dazzling light.

  "Vroom! Vroom!"

  A burst of explosive engine noise suddenly resounded in the quiet surrounding as Steve, carrying his shield, rode a motorcycle swiftly through the snowy forest trail.

  His hands tightly gripped the handlebars as he accelerated, the motorcycle's tail emitting blue fmes and exhaust, crushing the snow and branches us wheels. With full horsepower, he charged alooward the mairance of the Hydra base.

  "Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—"

  These sounds, however, came from behind Steve. It was the sound of more than a dozen enemy motorcycles closely following, chasing after him like relentless shadows.

  "The fish is hooked." On a snowy mountain beside the forest, Kyle coldly watched the motorcycle chase in the woods, resembling a hunter preparing for the hunt, patiently waiting for the impending battle.

  The Venom bat Uniform he wore subtly veyed its owement, fueled by the host's excitement.

  (End of Chapter)

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