"Great!" Luna's scarlet eyes lit up slightly, and the abilities of her hands finally took effect.
Amidst the green light mist, the rifles in the hands of the nearby armed men flew out of their hands and hovered above her head.
The rifles moved closer together, forming a circle, with their muzzles pointed slightly at the armed men.
"Goodbye." Luna smiled coldly, took full control of the metal guns, and fired in rotation. The unarmed Hydra personnel fell down with desperate wails.
"Isn't Venom's cheat a bit too big? If I can deal with it so easily, how can I improve my abilities?" Kyle frowned, then quickly relaxed.
Although Lorna is very capable, she is not yet skilled enough to micro-control her abilities quickly and accurately.
Like the sniper bullet aimed at Yutong just now, one of them might take Luna's life now.
"In peacetime, it is still possible. You don't need to hone your skills on a battlefield full of dangers. Instead, you can grow slowly in a safe greenhouse."
Kyle turned his gaze away from the fierce but decided battlefield below.
ten minutes later.
Yutong and Luna joined forces and crushed the Hydra army that besieged the base, leaving no one alive.
When Kyle fell back to the ground from the sky, Vess just pushed away the bricks, crawled out of the basement buried by the ruins, and flew back covered in dust.
"How is it?" Kyle asked it.
Weiss reported: "All of Hydra's top secret information has been destroyed, but I have obtained all the information on Hydra's thirty-five bases hidden around the world."
"Is there any news about my eldest sister and second brother?" Luna asked hurriedly as she came over.
Ves shook his head and replied, "No, their existence belongs to Hydra's most confidential files."
"Okay." Lorna bit her lower lip.
"It's a great harvest tonight." Kyle couldn't help but laugh.
More than good, with the location information of almost all Hydra bases, the situation is already very clear.
Time is completely on their side!
Chapter 281 One day countdown!
At this time, Yutong walked back, holding an enemy satellite communicator in her hand. A small green light was flashing on it. It was obvious that someone wanted to get in touch with this side.
"Boss, this is the communicator on the enemy commander." Yutong handed over the communicator.
Kyle took it and connected it without thinking.
The man on the other end of the communicator growled impatiently as soon as the communication was connected: "What are you doing? Why are you dilly-dallying? Has Steve Rogers solved it for me?"
Kyle looked around and saw that all the armed men around the three of them were dead bodies lying on the ground.
There was no answer. The man sensed something was wrong and asked in a deep voice, "Who are you? Who answered the phone?"
Kyle raised the corner of his mouth and said indifferently into the communicator: "One more day."
Just as he finished speaking, he exerted a little force with his hand, and the communicator exploded with sparks.
"Let's go, let's go back first."
Kyle dusted off the scraps in his hands and gave his next instruction.
The century-long feud with the Hydra organization has come to an end in New York.
In New York, next to the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, in a luxurious duplex villa.
It was late at night and the lights in the hall on the third floor were off. Under the dim light of a small tile table lamp, only two men were sitting face to face on the sofa.
One of them was a middle-aged man with neat blond hair and a suit, exuding the calm and sophisticated aura of a man in a high position.
But at this moment, a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, slid down his face, and dripped from his chin onto his expensive trousers.
Pierce put down the communicator in a daze, his face pale and his brows furrowed as he thought frantically.
There was no way I was mistaken about the voice of that young man just now. It must be him—the number one enemy of the Hydra organization.
"Since he's there, it means that the hundreds of armed troops I sent out to deal with Captain Steve have been destroyed."
Pierce's heart was bleeding. At the same time, fear filled his body. "At the end, he said there was only one day left. What did that mean? Did he know all this and would take action in one day?"
Just stating directly that the action will be taken in a day still puts endless pressure on people.
Because he is a symbol of peace, that's enough!
"Nick Fury is dead, and that man probably knows my true identity. It's irreversible..."
While Pierce was anxiously thinking about countermeasures, another man sitting on the sofa opposite him remained silent.
The man had disheveled hair and wore a long-sleeved leather jacket. His left hand was a mechanical arm that faintly reflected the metallic glow, and there was a dark red five-pointed star logo on his arm.
Pierce seemed to have thought of something, staring at the silent man and asked, "By the way, Winter Soldier, you must give me a clear answer. If you were to face Kyle, what are your chances of winning?"
"Kyle?" Hearing this name, the Winter Soldier looked up, and his dead and cold eyes showed a little fluctuation.
After a long silence, the Winter Soldier said coldly: "I have no chance of winning against him."
"really."
Pierce's face was calm. He should have been surprised if the Winter Soldier said he could block the symbol of peace.
The Winter Soldier can only be used against Steve at most, and against an enemy of Kyle's level, ordinary means are far from enough.
"Time is too tight. We must send the helicopter carrier into space before tomorrow morning. As for Kyle..." Pierce confirmed this idea.
"Who?!" The Winter Soldier's ears twitched slightly. He stood up suddenly and looked towards the door of the hall with cold eyes.
At some point, a short man, only one meter tall, wearing a black cloak, with no visible figure or face, stood at the door and looked at them quietly.
Pierce said coldly: "What is that? Solve it!"
Without his instructions, the Winter Soldier had already set off, crossing about ten meters at superhuman speed.
He leaped right above the dwarf and smashed down with his clenched mechanical left fist.
"Bang!"
The fist landed on the smooth floor of the hall. Under the impact of several tons, the tiles instantly cracked and collapsed like a spider web.
The Winter Soldier's eyes flashed, as he realized that his attack had missed and he didn't even see the opponent's dodge or whereabouts.