"The Avengers?"
The name of this team itself is a bit intriguing. Everyone present looked solemn and fell into a brief moment of contemplation.
During this period of time, it is also time to form a heroic team.
Kyle had expected this, so he smiled calmly, took a sip of red wine, and did not express his opinion immediately.
Yu Tong behind him had a blank expression on her face. Apart from Kyle, nothing else in the world could arouse her interest.
The Avengers.
This name, interpreted in oriental language, carries out the central idea of "I will not offend others unless they offend me, but if the enemy offends me I will return the favor tenfold."
Using this kind of thinking and approach to deal with the upcoming powerful enemies and alien invasions is undoubtedly one of the best options at present.
Fury looked around at the group and said seriously, "The predecessor of the Avengers was the Science and Strategy Division during World War II several decades ago. It was a special team originally formed by Howard Stark, Peggy Carter, Kyle Dolph, and Steve Rogers to target the Hydra organization, which possessed advanced technology and attempted to dominate the earth."
"Fury. Now that you mention it, you've included me directly in the list of Avengers before I even agreed? After being the director of SHIELD for so long, have you become a shrewd person?" Kyle's face gradually turned cold, and a strong sense of oppression was faintly surging from his body, even the air-conditioning in the room became inexplicably stagnant and hot.
"Godfather." "Head of the family."
Tony and Natasha's faces changed slightly and they looked at Kyle uneasily, wondering why he suddenly got angry.
Fury's dark face was also filled with anger. He glanced at Kyle unhappily and complained bitterly, "How dare you say that! Half a century ago, you casually threw the SHIELD you were in charge of to me. Now that you're back, even if you don't do any work, I'm going to use your name to suppress the Avengers!"
The rest of the people were stunned. They didn't expect that a serious man like Fury, the former director of SHIELD, whom the remnants of Hydra feared every day, would actually have a side that was like a little shrew.
Kyle's originally indifferent face suddenly smiled and shrugged confidently, "The more capable you are, the more work you should do. I am training you."
Now, Tony and the others understood that the two were just joking with each other as old friends.
Fury stared at Kyle with his one eye and said in a deep voice, "Don't give me that. No matter what, the Avengers cannot do without you. You are the core pillar of the heroic spirit and strength."
"Don't. In terms of strength, Tony will be no weaker than me when he grows up." Kyle said, leaning back on the soft leather sofa, and then changed the subject: "As for spiritual support, if that person hadn't died, he would be more suitable than me."
Upon hearing this, everyone present fell silent, knowing who Kyle was talking about.
Fury's deep single eye revealed a glimmer of light, which soon disappeared. He said sincerely, "Kyle, I will take you to a place in a week."
"Okay." Kyle said only this one word and didn't say anything else. He didn't ask where Fury was going to take him.
Natasha shook her sexy red short hair, crossed her arms across her chest, and said softly with her red lips: "As the deputy director of SHIELD, I have begun to handle the handover between the Avengers and SHIELD. I will definitely join the Avengers."
After officially becoming the first person to join, Fury turned his attention to Tony, waiting for him to make a decision.
"Yeah." Tony raised his eyebrows slightly and stroked the stubble on his chin. "Since my father and godfather have both been in that alliance, I might as well join it and give it a try."
The second person officially joins.
Fury turned his gaze to Yutong behind Kyle, but Yutong didn't even look at him, which made his serious face reveal a slightly embarrassed expression.
"Okay. Fury, I have lent you Natasha until now, and you have also borrowed my name, so don't think about picking people from me anymore." Kyle smiled indifferently.
"But in this way, with only two people as the basic combat force of the alliance, it is far from enough." Fury scratched his bald head and said helplessly.
"It's up to you to find someone." Kyle had just finished speaking when he heard a beeping sound from his left wrist. It was suddenly that Vess's watch prompted that an email message had been received.
Who would send a message so late at night
Kyle frowned slightly. He had just returned to Earth and no more than three people knew his online email address.
Without paying attention to the people around him who were discussing specific matters of the alliance, Kyle unfastened his smart watch, which automatically expanded and transformed into a new type of tablet computer.
Kyle crossed his legs and leaned his neck against the sofa, and the virtual screen immediately opened the email.
To Mr. Kyle:
I am General Pili. The situation is urgent. Please forgive me for disturbing your rest so late.
Here, I solemnly invite you to lead our army to complete an operation to encircle and capture criminals. The mission is too complicated and dangerous. Please make a decision after watching the video.
If you are interested, please email me back tomorrow morning.
At the end, a video was attached, marked as internal material shot by the military four years ago.
Before Kyle could say anything, Weiss played the video on his own initiative.
The video begins with a desolate mountain and desert scene, which seems to have been shot by a camera installed on the top of a tank. The picture quality is not clear, and the perspective is fixed on a vast desert. The surrounding ground is full of military tanks and fully armed American soldiers. Traces of helicopters and fighter jets can be seen in the sky.
"Fire, fire!"
“Kill it!”
The tanks were constantly humming and firing, with dense artillery fire directed towards the desert a thousand meters ahead. There were no enemy troops there, only a green creature that resembled a human.
'Boom boom boom!'
Artillery fire covered the area where it was located, and dust rolled in, but no matter what, the green creature never fell down. Instead, it let out a huge monster roar, and the sound vibrated and resounded for a thousand meters.
Under the siege of artillery fire, the green creature suddenly accelerated, sprinted, and leaped towards the camera!
In just a few seconds, the green creature crossed a thousand meters and came to the front. The two or three meter tall monster's body was extremely shocking. Its sturdy hands grasped the gun barrel of the tank in front, and pulled the steel gun barrel off with force. With a few casual hits, the tank was smashed into a pile of scrap copper and iron.
Finally, it roared ferociously at the camera, rushed forward, and the tank where the camera was located rolled over like a toy, and the video turned into a distorted screen with no signal.
"The monster that Rhodes mentioned last time is indeed it, the Hulk."
Kyle had a blank expression on his face and took back the tablet indifferently, but for some reason, the blood in his body began to stir slightly, and he suddenly felt an urge to compete with him!
It was not a sudden impulse. After this impulse appeared, it became stronger and stronger, until his fists were suddenly clenched, his golden pupils faintly burned with bright flames, and Venom emitted an excited and joyful grin in his mind!
Yutong reached out her hand and gently placed it on Kyle's shoulder, kneading the muscles to relax and soothe them.
"Godfather, what video were you watching just now?" Tony noticed his abnormality and asked solemnly.
"Nothing." Kyle exhaled, smiled at Fury and said, "The high-end combat talent you wanted is here."
The Hulk, known as the strongest hero on earth, is the pinnacle representative of mutant physiques!
When Kyle saw the Hulk, his divine body became more excited than ever before, and his long-lost desire to fight could hardly be concealed at all!
Chapter 239: Hulk Capture Operation
The next morning, at the military base No. 2 outside New York.
Military helicopters and transport planes landed at the spacious airport from time to time. Elite soldiers from all over the United States gathered together, with their strong arms bare in the sun, and huddled together in teams to discuss and talk, as if they were preparing to launch a secret war.