This is indeed the case.
From the moment Frank met the contact, the other party showed no intention of observing him.
After confirming that the code + name was correct, the contact took Frank to a private airport and put him on a private plane.
Frank was the only passenger on the plane. The only flight attendant, apart from greeting him when he entered the door and telling him to call her if he needed anything, stayed quietly in a place where he couldn't see her.
Then when she got off the plane, she said "Goodbye, sir", and the flight ended.
Holding a prepaid cell phone from his contact in Dallas, Frank sent a text message.
After receiving a definite reply from the other party, he deleted the text message, dismantled the phone, and threw them into several trash cans outside the airport. He then got in a taxi empty-handed and returned to New York after several months away.
Arriving at a small park in Queens, he sat down on a bench and stared at the mottled carousel not far away.
Bursts of laughter echoed in his mind, as well as the shouts of "Dad, here". His wife, who was standing near the wooden horse and smiling at their children, seemed to appear before him.
For a moment, the sudden weight caused the wooden slats of the bench to creak slightly.
Frank was startled and slowly turned his head to look: "You..."
A muscular figure in a gray and black hooded sweatshirt crossed his legs leisurely: "Puncher. Long time no see, Frank."
Frank was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly: "So, it was you who was looking for me."
Luke now had a white face as hard as stone, a face that belonged to a puncher.
He nodded upon hearing this: "Yes, someone needs a suitable tactical team commander, and he must not be seen in public."
Frank looked indifferent: "What are they going to do?"
Luke: "Have you read the news in New York recently?"
Frank: "If it's about Batman, I've probably seen some of it."
Luke: "Are you interested in commanding superheroes including Batman to fight?"
Frank's heart, as calm as a dead water, exploded into a raging storm, and he cried out softly, "What?"
Luke said nothing, just looked at him with a smile.
Frank was stunned for several seconds before he finally came to his senses and subconsciously lowered his voice: "Are you Batman's man?"
Luke pondered for a moment and shook his head: "To put it another way, Batman is one of 'us'."
Frank gasped: This is shocking news.
Although, everyone is speculating this now, it is different from Batman’s people saying it in person.
Because this means that Batman does have an organization backing him up, rather than just being helped by friends.
To ordinary people, "Batman's friends" and "Batman's teammates" are the same thing.
But for Frank, who has been on the battlefield for a long time and is accustomed to calculating the enemy's and his own combat strength, these are two completely different matters.
It is normal for the combat effectiveness of friends who come to help temporarily to be ten times different from that of teammates who are united in an organization.
This is also one of the reasons why a well-trained army can defeat a mob that is several times larger than itself.
More importantly, what did the Puncher say just now? He wanted to make himself the commander of the tactical team, commanding superheroes including Batman!
This is clearly intended to further enhance the combat effectiveness of this team.
After avenging his wife and children, Frank was heartbroken and didn't care about the news at all. The recent news about Batman was purely forcibly instilled in him through the news and other people's conversations.
Even so, he knew that Batman had a group of extremely powerful teammates.
Why do they want to ask him to be the commander of such a tactical team composed of superheroes
Do they want to raze the White House to the ground, or the Pentagon House to the ground
A tactical team with this configuration is definitely capable of doing this.
Assuming that the combat effectiveness of an ordinary human soldier is 2, the combat effectiveness of the special forces will continue as the number of people multiplies by 2×2×2.
When superheroes like Batman form a tactical team, their combat power must be calculated at least 10×10×10, not to mention that Batman's combat power must be at least 50 or even 100.
This isn't Frank overestimating Batman.
Before taking revenge, he also studied some information about Batman and was sure that Batman was far superior to ordinary people in fighting, reaction, decisiveness and planning.
These are the most outstanding qualities that a qualified special operations pioneer should possess.
Even though Batman doesn't use guns or kill people, his combat power is still far greater than that of ordinary people, and he even has armor that is close to Iron Man's level.
This is totally a cheating player.
Frank has been through a lot of crazy and unbelievable things in his life.
But at this moment tonight, he felt that the news he heard was definitely the craziest and most unbelievable one.
Luke looked at Frank's expression, patted his shoulder and stood up: "Let's go, I'll arrange a place for you to stay and solve your identity problem by the way."
Frank frowned but didn't move. "Why me?"
Luke turned his head and smiled: "Because we may not have much time if we don't want the earth to be destroyed."
Frank: “What?”
…
After settling the shocked Frank and giving the designated team commander one last night to digest the shocking news, the clone returned to the beachside villa.
Sitting on the porch by the sea, Luke fell into deep thought.
The reason for urgently "recalling" the designated commander was because of the two "half paintings" of Elena that he saw yesterday.
Elena had drawn some things before, but according to her, not many of them gave her a special feeling.
Among them, Judgment Angel and Batman are considered her early works.
However, she attributed all these paintings to what she had seen in the news and what she thought about during the day and dreamed about at night.
Luke had a similar opinion.
But the two paintings yesterday gave him a strong sense of déjà vu.
Although he had no impression of the humanoid creature on the aircraft, the large insect-like spaceship behind it brought back some fragments of his memory.
In a flash, he captured this fairly profound fragment: that was... a large Chitauri spaceship!
When he first watched Avengers, he completely forgot the appearance of the cannon fodder NPC Chitauri, but this big insect-like Chitauri spaceship appeared many times - as a hostile small boss beaten up by several Avengers members, it still has this privilege.
By the time he saw the second painting, his sense of déjà vu was not as strong, but he still had some impression of the scene in Avengers 1 where the young master carried peaceful weapons and bravely blew up the Chitauri headquarters.
But to Luke's surprise, the man carrying the weapon in the painting was replaced by Batman.
This change did not make him doubt the correctness of the second painting. Instead, he vaguely believed that it might really be a foreshadowing of the future.
Because the person in the painting is Batman.