Seeing the person outside the door, Sam was shaking 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 my name?" Sam fumbled with his hands and feet for the uniform, but couldn't find anything. Finally, an idea flashed in his mind, and he slapped the mechanical wings on his back, "Please sign here!"
"That's enough, Sam. Last time you said your idol was me."
Steve glanced at him unhappily, put down his shield, and looked at Kyle with a questioning look, "What's the situation now?"
"Everything is under control." Kyle said with a faint smile, sitting on the sofa and taking a quick 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. broke out ahead of time, he officially embarked on his own life trajectory due to Steve's request for help.
"What does 'under control' mean?" Steve demanded.
I've been busy trying to save the world, worrying about this and that, but now, I just say it's a small matter.
Kyle asked back, "You should know the real purpose of Project Insight, right?"
"Of course." Steve nodded and said truthfully: "Not long ago this morning, we captured a lackey of Hydra and learned the truth from him. Hydra wanted to use the power of S.H.I.E.L.D. to control three helicopter carriers into the sky and make them their exclusive killing weapons..."
He was only halfway through his sentence when he looked at Kyle's calm expression and suddenly said, "Wait, you already knew all this."
Kyle nodded slightly and said in an unquestionable tone: "Steve, when the aircraft carrier is in the air, you will take the smart chip up there to prevent or delay their linkage."
"No problem." Steve believed him completely and agreed without hesitation. He asked curiously, "But what are you going to do?"
"I'll go to the SHIELD headquarters building."
Kyle answered indifferently, and the people in the hall suddenly felt a strange chill running up their spines.
What does it mean for one person to go to the current S.H.I.E.L.D.? It is really intriguing and terrifying when you think about it carefully.
No one spoke up to stop Kyle, and no one could stop his actions. Even Fury only begged for a delay of two days.
"Where are the others?" Natasha asked in surprise.
Only then did she notice that Yutong and the newly joined Luna were not following Kyle.
You know, Yutong is usually with Kyle whenever he goes out for personal reasons, unless there are special circumstances.
“They have equally important things to do.”
Kyle said as he picked a fresh grape from the fruit plate on the table, threw it into his mouth and chewed it slightly, "It tastes pretty good. Do you want to eat it? We can take action after you eat it."
Steve smiled bitterly. None of the people now had the appetite to eat grapes.
No matter what, there will be bloody and smoky conflicts in New York later on.
"Take your time to eat. We are leaving now."
Steve had already put on his tight combat suit. He now placed the adamantium shield on his back and put on the helmet with half a mask. He was back to his World War II combat outfit.
Exactly the same, no change at all.
"Good momentum." Kyle was a little bored.
It’s just the Hydra organization, not yet serious enough for him to take it seriously.
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 were three huge steel fortresses as big as islands, floating as if ignoring gravity. Driven by their engines, they were slowly rising towards the blue sky. It was estimated that they had risen to a height of about 100 meters.
"Kyle. The aircraft carrier is taking off!" Steve shouted hurriedly, then took the two of them without hesitation, left the villa and headed straight towards the aircraft carrier.
In the lobby of the villa.
"It's two hours faster than expected. Can't you wait?"
Kyle chuckled to himself and said to the transformed electronic watch on his wrist: "Notify everyone that they can proceed according to the original plan."
Chapter 283: One person breaks into SHIELD alone!
It was almost noon that day.
People in the New York area looked up in surprise and saw three gigantic metal fortresses rising into the vast blue sky, blocking out the sun and casting huge shadows.
Emotions such as doubt, depression, and fear caused vehicles and pedestrians in the streets to stop and talk as they looked at the three steel aircraft carriers forming a triangle in the sky.
On the expressway leading directly into the city, a black Ford carrying Steve and others was running at full speed, approaching at high speed right under the aircraft carrier in the sky ahead.
"Sam, drive faster." Steve urged, his left hand still tightly holding on to a bald man in a suit wearing silver-rimmed glasses.
The man in the suit was in the hands of Captain America and was surrounded by the other two people. He dared not move. With the absolutely superior power, even a one in ten thousand chance of escape did not exist.
He sat in the car with cold sweat on his forehead and a pale face. He said timidly and with difficulty: "Brothers, I have said everything I need to say. Where are you taking me now?"
Steve did not hide it and said bluntly: "It's simple. None of us have the authority to enter the interior of the aircraft carrier. We must borrow your iris and fingerprint to pass the intelligent system."
The corner of the man in the suit's mouth twitched slightly, his face turned even paler, and he said with despair: "Are you devils?! Pierce will kill me if I do this!"
"The current director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and spy for Hydra, Alexander Pierce?"
Steve couldn't help but laugh, and Natasha and Sam in the front seat also smiled.
"Don't worry, he probably can't even take care of himself... Dangerous!"
Steve's heart was filled with alarm and he suddenly lowered his body, pressing the man in the suit down hard with his left hand.
But, it's still a beat late!
'puff!'
The glass window on the left shattered like an explosion, and then the suit man's head exploded from the outside to the inside like a watermelon, and red and white liquid splattered all over the car.
It's a sniper bullet!
Steve was the first to confirm this. He moved his hand away from the waist of the headless corpse, and with his other hand he raised the shield on his back to block the direction of the bullets.
Just after completing this action, a dense volley of rifle bullets came, a few of which hit the outer shell of the car body, and more of them fell on the shield with a clang, and the dented and useless ones fell freely downwards.
Steve didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief until the bullets stopped, and Natasha in the co-pilot seat exclaimed, "Be careful, there are also bullets ahead!"
As if responding to her warning, the Ford suddenly shook violently, and with its huge inertia, the speed of the car dropped from hundreds of kilometers per hour to zero in a few seconds.
At the moment the car hit something and stopped, Steve leaned his back on the back seat of the car, and kicked his feet towards the sunroof, causing the entire sunroof cover to fly away.