I Am In Marvel

? There is a saying, before welcoming guests or confronting enemies, clean your house first.

The same is true now.

The threat of the Hydra organization is not great, but from time to time it jumps out and makes trouble, just like a mouse poop added when cooking porridge, which is disgusting.

Kyle decided that if he didn't make a move, he would break with one blow, severely wounding and eradicating the foundation of the Hydra organization.

This plan, or secretly conspiring, is directly called the'Earth Cleanup Plan'.

The next day, in the morning.

The downtown area of ​​New York City is as always, in the steel jungle formed by high-rise buildings, people are constantly flowing, busy and bustling.

Today is another peaceful day.

Since the beginning of the speech of Heroes and Alien Era, countless citizens have habitually moved into their hard-working and fast-paced day's work.

Of course, this is just the peace and harmony on the bright side.

At this time, where the public's eyes could not reach, behind the city, the undercurrent of several forces surged.

among them.A veterans service area, in the main hall of a duplex villa.

'Click--'

With the slight rotation of the mechanical gear teeth, the rocket-shaped backpack full of technological texture splits, a pair of dark metallic luster mechanical wings flap and unfold, each high-tech precision hang gliding wing is a full two meters long.

A black youth of about thirty-five years old, wearing a gray uniform and electronic sunglasses, raised his hands and turned around, showing his high-tech equipment to the two nearby.

In addition to being surprised, Steve sitting in the chair couldn't help but blinked and asked, "That... you said before that you are a retired pilot who was injured."

"I am indeed a pilot and an airborne soldier, but I have executed the'Falcon' confidential plan and counted as a half elite agent." Sam Wilson explained in a deep voice.

Natasha didn't struggle so much, she smiled charmingly and said, "It doesn't matter what the vulture or falcon, as long as we can kill the enemy, now that we have more combat power, we have one more chance of winning."

Steve recognized this and was about to say something more when the doorbell of the villa rang abruptly.

The expressions of the three people in the hall changed slightly, their silent faces looked at each other, and the atmosphere in the room became tense for a while.

"I didn't invite guests today, and I won't have friends on weekdays." Sam made a gesture and communicated in sign language. The mechanical wings did not retract, and he was ready to start flying at any time.

Steve walked silently a few steps forward, holding the colorful shield in his hand from the sofa.

Natasha was also calm, bent over and bowed, reached out to touch the holster on her calf, and pulled out the pistol while holding the cold small handle.

Their bodies are tensed and their spirits are vigilant, they must take the lead in launching an offensive to break through.

"it's me."

As if guessing the high tension of the three people in the room, a calm and powerful voice sounded outside the door.

Sam still didn't know. So, Steve, who quickly recognized the voice, let out a sigh of relief, and Natasha put the pistol back and walked quickly to open the door.

Looking at the people outside the door, Sam trembled all over, unable to hide his excitement and exclaimed: "OH, my God, a living symbol of peace!"

"Birdman?" Kyle looked at him, his face slightly stunned.

"You are my ultimate idol, can you sign it?" Sam fumbled through the uniform, but found nothing. Finally, his brain flashed, his hand slammed the mechanical wings on his back, "Please sign here! "

"Sam, you have enough. Last time I said my idol was me."

Steve glanced at him irritably, put down his shield, looked at Kyle, his eyes questioning, "How is the situation now?"

"It's all within the control range." Kyle said with a light smile, sitting on the sofa for himself, and taking a little look at Sam and his mechanical metal wings.

Another hero who relies on technology, Falcon.

Sure enough, after the Hydra turmoil lurking in S.H.I.E.L.D. was advanced, he also officially embarked on his own life trajectory due to Steve's call for help.

"Within the scope of control, what does this mean?" Steve asked.

Those who were busy trying to save the world, worried about this worry and that, but the result is now all right, and the sentence "trivial" comes directly.

Kyle asked back: "You should know the real purpose of the Insight Project, right?"

"Of course." Steve nodded and said truthfully: "Soon in the morning, we caught a Hydra dogleg, and learned the truth from him. Hydra wanted to use the power of S.H.I.E.L.D. to control three of them. The helicopter carrier goes to the sky and becomes their exclusive killing weapon..."

He was only halfway through, looking at Kyle's calm and calm expression, he suddenly said, "Wait, you already knew this."

Kyle nodded slightly and said in an unquestionable tone: "Steve, after the aircraft carrier goes to the sky, you will bring your smart chip to it to prevent or delay their linkage."

"No problem." Steve was convinced of him, and simply agreed, and asked curiously: "But what are you going to do?"

"I will go to the SHIELD headquarters building."

Kyle replied indifferently, and several people in the hall suddenly felt a strange chill surge on their backs.

What it means to go to the current SHIELD by yourself is really intriguing, and you can think about it.

No one spoke out to stop Kyle, and no one could stop his actions, even Fury only pleaded for a delay of two days.

"What about the others?" Natasha was surprised.

She noticed that Yutong and the newly joined Lorna were not following Kyle now.

You know, Yutong is almost inseparable during Kyle's private trips, unless there are special circumstances.

"They have equally important things to do."

As Kyle said, he picked a fresh grape from the fruit bowl on the table, and chewed it slightly when he threw it in his mouth, "The taste is not bad, do you want to eat it, and then take action after eating."

Steve smiled bitterly, how many people are still thinking about eating grapes.

In New York, no matter what, there will be bloody and heavy disputes.

"You eat slowly, we set off first."

Steve had already put on a tight-fitting suit, and now he put the Yadman shield on his back, and then put on the helmet with half a face mask, the whole person returned to the previous battle outfit during World War II.

It's exactly the same, without the slightest change.

"Nice momentum." Kyle was a little bored.

The Hydra organization is just, not yet worthy of his seriousness.

When Steve and the others put on their equipment, opened the door and were about to leave, they suddenly stopped at the door and looked up at the distant sky.

There, there are three huge steel fortresses like islands, seeming to levitate ignoring gravity, slowly rising towards the blue sky under the drive of the engine, visually ascending to a height of about 100 meters.

"Kyle. The aircraft carrier is in the sky!" Steve said hastily, he took the two without hesitation, and left the villa and hurried towards the aircraft carrier.

Inside the lobby of the villa.

"Two hours faster than expected, can't wait?"

Kyle chuckled to himself, and ordered Weisi's deformed electronic watch on his wrist: "Notify everyone that you can act according to the original plan."