Under the brilliant golden sunlight, the aircraft carrier is set against the metallic glow.
Under the pursuit of the fighter jets, the yellow car carrying Steve and others was driving desperately at a terrifying speed that was several times higher than the speed limit.
Faint electric light flickered around the entire car, the engine and exhaust pipe had turned red hot, and thick smoke and sparks were constantly coming out of the four wheels. The front of the car was slightly lifted up by the strong wind, as if it was about to soar into the blue sky.
Sam retracted his mechanical wings, flipped over, and entered the back seat through the open door.
"Reinforcements? That's great, how many are there?!"
"one person."
"ha?!"
The car continued to run at high speed, and after a brief conversation, it fell into a long silence again.
The silence was not completely broken until a group of fighter jets launched a collective missile attack.
The rear ends of the cars seemed to have eyes, and they either dodged left and right or flew away at high speed. The missiles missed the target and hit the surrounding aircraft carrier decks. The intensive and powerful bombardment turned the steel floor within a radius of 30 meters into a sea of fire.
Although it was not hit directly by missile fire, the car's outer shell was still ravaged beyond recognition, and sparks were flashing on the charred parts.
The deck of the aircraft carrier was severely damaged, with several huge holes visible inside the carrier.
"It's not a solution for us to just keep running away like this," Sam said with a frown.
"You're right. No one tried to stop Director Pierce and restart the aircraft carrier program, so we were the losers in the end." Natasha nodded in agreement.
"The group of fighter planes behind us is too troublesome. We must find a way to deal with it first."
Steve spoke calmly, anxiety showing between his brows, his brain racking its brains to think of a countermeasure.
"Hey, hey. Didn't I tell you that our reinforcements are coming soon?" Weiss reminded them again, paused, and then quickly changed the subject: "Not coming soon... but already here."
Behind the car, a fighter jet was about to launch a missile. Suddenly, the steel belly under the fuselage broke open, as if something sharp had penetrated deeply inside, and then penetrated the fuselage and broke the fighter jet into two pieces.
Fire and thick smoke spurted out of the fracture, and the upper and lower parts of the fuselage flipped over at high speed and crashed onto the deck below. The missile also caused a secondary explosion, blasting a terrible black hole in the hull of the aircraft carrier.
This reversal happened so quickly that not only the other pilots flying the fighter planes, but also Steve and others who had been warned were stunned.
'call out-'
The black light that penetrated the fighter plane slowed down and stopped in the sky between the car and the fighter plane.
It was a tall dark creature, with bulging muscles that looked extremely domineering and wild. Its narrow, scarlet eyes looked down coldly at the group of fighter planes, and when its gaze fell on the small yellow car, it couldn't help but shrugged its shoulders.
Vess's transformed car braked suddenly, and the four wheels rubbed against the deck violently, and slowly stopped amidst the exaggerated splash of sparks.
The moment it stopped, the car seemed to be scrapped and collapsed. The wheels all collapsed into a flat shape, more than half of the engine melted into molten iron, and the entire car was emitting high-temperature steam.
Steve and the others got out of the car coughing, looking up at the dark creature that had turned the tide of the battle.
"That creature destroyed an F22 fighter?"
Sam slapped himself lightly and covered his painful face. After dismissing the dream, he opened his mouth even more incredulously.
He also has mechanical wings and can fly freely, but asking him to confront a fighter plane head-on would undoubtedly be suicide.
Advanced fighter planes, this is the technological weapon that humans use to conquer the blue sky of the earth and defend air supremacy! Was it destroyed by an unknown dark creature with bare hands
"Weis, why didn't you tell me earlier that the reinforcement was him." Natasha recognized the identity of the reinforcement and was the first to breathe a sigh of relief, patting her still rapidly beating heart soothingly.
"What is that?" Steve asked in surprise.
He felt a vague sense of familiarity when he saw the dark creature, but because he had never seen the pattern of full coverage of venom, he did not associate it with any of his acquaintances.
Weiss got out of the wrecked car, jumped onto Steve's shoulders, and said confidently and respectfully, "That's the master!"
"Master...you said that was Kyle?"
Steve was stunned, staring at the dark creature in the air.
As if noticing his gaze, the dark creature lowered his eyes and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "What happened to you? Why are you so embarrassed?"
"There's nothing I can do. I'm old-fashioned and can't keep up with the pace of the new era." Steve spread his hands and said self-deprecatingly.
"Leave these to me. Go and intercept Alexander Pierce and restart the helicopter carrier's system program."
Just as Kyle finished speaking, a missile flew towards him quickly. He turned around and the muscles in his left hand swelled and formed into a black hammer.
"Don't you know the rules? Why are you interrupting me?"
Without dodging or evading, Kyle swung the hammer in his left hand lightly and smashed it hard at the missile that was reaching in front of him.
'boom!'
I don’t know if this was a missile explosion or a sledgehammer explosion, but the surging waves also covered and buried Kyle’s body.
With a flap of its wings, the strong wind blew away the exploding waves and fog.
Kyle was suspended in the air unharmed, with black smoke emanating from his hammer and a piece of missile debris in his other hand.
Tear apart fighter planes with your hands, and fight against missiles...
Faced with this extraordinary ability, everyone on the field was in a state of confusion.
And this is just the beginning.
"Back to you."
Kyle loosened his right palm, and the wreckage fell naturally. He raised his right foot backwards and gathered all his strength. He kicked the metal wreckage out like a football.
It was clearly just a piece of metal wreckage, but under the kick of more than ten tons of force, it turned into an alternative metal cannonball. In the blink of an eye, it crossed a distance of fifty meters and collided with the silver fighter that was still accelerating forward.
The silver fighter plane had made an evasive maneuver in advance, but was hit by the high-speed metal wreckage, and half of its wing exploded and broke on the spot.
The out-of-control silver fighter flew diagonally downward. When it was ten meters above the deck, the protective hatch of the cockpit bounced open and the Winter Soldier jumped out decisively from the driving seat.
'Boom!'
The crash and explosion of the silver fighter caused the aircraft carrier, which had been bombarded by missiles and was riddled with holes, to sink ten meters.
Under the threat of such terrifying power, the other pilots were so frightened that they turned their planes around and retreated, circling at a certain safe distance in the sky.
This is Kyle's overwhelming dominance today, the overlord of the earth, the god of land!
The Winter Soldier fell to the ground on the deck, rolled several times to relieve the force, stood up expressionlessly like a robot, and stared coldly at Steve and others in front of him.
'tread!'