A dark shadow passed by vaguely, and when Steve and others looked closely, Kyle was standing in front of them, facing the Winter Soldier.
"Kyle!" Steve took a slightly nervous step forward and placed his hands on the strong muscles on Kyle's waist.
Kyle understood Steve's intention and said bluntly, "I know what you mean. No one is competing with you for Bucky. You can handle it yourself."
“Thank you.” Steve nodded, holding the Adamantium shield, walked past Kyle and walked towards Bucky step by step.
"One attacker, one receiver."
Kyle whispered as he shook his head, turning to look at the rest of the group behind him.
It's really difficult for him to be the middleman between Steve and Bucky. He has men on both sides, so he should just stay away from such situations.
Chapter 294 The Power of Helicopter Carriers
"Owner!"
Weiss, in his little machine form, hopped on his feet, walked to Kyle's feet, stopped, and bowed in a gentlemanly salute.
"A krypton gold with full energy value is enough to support the interstellar spacecraft of Sakaar to travel through the galaxy, allow Tony's iron armor to continue fighting fiercely for a whole day, and can be converted into electricity to power New York City for ten minutes. Why is it consumed so quickly when it falls on you?"
Kyle glanced at it and scolded it unhappily, but he raised his hand and pulled out a blue item card.
He converted the card into a brand new krypton gold crystal and threw it casually onto the empty space beside his feet.
Weiss's eyes lit up slightly, and he didn't care about being a gentleman as he rushed forward excitedly, just in time to catch the krypton gold that was glowing white. He opened his mouth and stuffed it into the black mechanical gears.
With a crackling sound, Vess lay on the deck of the aircraft carrier, treating the krypton gold in his hands as food, biting it into energy crystals and swallowing them down his stomach to replenish the energy of his body which was depleted and on the verge of shutdown.
"Spendthrift." Kyle shook his head helplessly. This single krypton gold could empty the wealth of all the rich people on Earth.
Weiss's Transformers mode of combat is purely a waste of money, using money to smash others to death.
Fortunately, there are nearly tens of thousands of such krypton gold Kayles in stock.
"Hello, master." Natasha pulled Sam's arm, took a step forward, knelt on one knee on the deck and saluted respectfully.
"Uh, Mr. Kyle."
Sam scratched his head, still not yet adjusted to the fact that the dark creature that seemed to symbolize killing and sin was actually a legendary hero revered by everyone as a symbol of peace.
The symbol of peace and the dark creature represent two extremes, but they are actually the same person...
"Master, this is the program chip for restarting the aircraft carrier. It was originally given to Steve by Fury, and Steve just gave it to me." Natasha reported her work and spread out her clenched palms, in which lay three green chips.
Each chip corresponds to a helicopter carrier, and all three must be inserted into the aircraft carrier's console to take effect.
"The key to unravelling Project Insight?" Kyle whispered coldly, stretched out his big hand, picked up the program disk with two fingertips and took a look.
Under the shocked gazes of Natasha and Sam, Kyle used force from his fingers to gently crush the chip into powder.
"Master, why are you doing this?" Natasha opened her beautiful eyes wide in doubt.
"Having Vis is enough. There is no need for the cumbersome method of restarting the aircraft carrier using chips." Kyle said calmly.
Natasha and Sam looked at Vesper who was still chewing on the krypton gold.
Weiss woke up as if from a dream and explained, "Oh, right. I forgot to tell you that as long as I have enough energy and am on an aircraft carrier, I can directly control the satellite and modify the system instructions of the aircraft carrier."
As he spoke, two antennas extended from Weiss's forehead, and his feet stabbed deeply into the steel of the aircraft carrier's deck. Faint electric light extended along the deck into the interior of the aircraft carrier.
The mechanical eyes flickered, scanning a series of codes, and a torrent of data was running at a very fast speed.
Three seconds later.
Weiss clapped his hands and said, "Okay, now the aircraft carrier we are on is under my control."
"It's that simple?"
Natasha and Sam looked at each other, speechless. They were so busy that they couldn't handle it, but one third of it was solved so quickly
"Don't believe it?" Weiss proudly puffed out his mechanical chest.
Without energy, it is indeed just scrap metal.
However, he had just spent some money on in-game currency and had fully charged himself. Now, for the Earth, Vess was a unique and extraordinary mechanical intelligent life form that surpassed the most advanced technology.
A mere earth satellite? The radio waves can follow the signal trajectory of the aircraft carrier, go up over the satellite protection wall, and force the modification of the already set aircraft carrier system instructions!
So at this stage, what level of power does the helicopter carrier, the top technological product that the Earth has publicly created, have
Kyle thought to himself, grinned coldly, and licked his lips ferociously, "Weis, try it."
"Right away. But how should we try it?" Weiss shook his head excitedly, and when he looked up and saw the group of fighter planes hovering in the air and watching him eagerly, he suddenly realized that was the best experimental target.
"I have never seen the power of this aircraft carrier."
Vess's antenna stood up, and the aircraft carrier, which had been bombarded by missiles and was already riddled with holes, began to vibrate violently under the command conveyed.
The large and small turrets on the hull of the aircraft carrier suddenly started up as if they had suddenly lost their temper. The gun holes were automatically adjusted up and down and left and right, and soon they were aimed at the group of fighter planes hovering diagonally above.
"Countdown, 3, 2, 1, fire!" Weiss said majestically and confidently, looking like a commander.
Following its words, the severely damaged and crumbling aircraft carrier transformed into a super-large Gatling gun, with dozens or hundreds of gun holes firing simultaneously according to the command.
'Bang! Bang! Bang!'
Countless shells and missiles slanted out, dragging long tails of flames and smoke, forming a destructive rain of shells that covered the area of 100 meters above the sky.
And that hundred-meter area is exactly the hovering and watching area for the enemy fighter planes.
Things happened too quickly. The remaining nine fighter planes did not have enough time to dodge or escape. In a blink of an eye, they were overwhelmed by the bombing tide formed by numerous artillery shells.
The blue sky was filled with smoke, the white clouds were in chaos and shredded, and the blast waves spread outward, covering half of the sky over New York City.
At noon that day, people in New York could clearly see the explosion cloud, which was far more brilliant and tragic than fireworks, as long as they looked up.
Sam said with emotion: "With this power, it's no wonder that three helicopter carriers can destroy the elite talents among humans in a short period of time."
"After all, SHIELD spent several years secretly building this." Natasha said as a matter of course.
"Its firepower is no less than that of an interstellar fighter, but the helicopter carrier is a bit too bulky." Kyle couldn't help but grinning when he thought of this.
Don't be too greedy.
Regardless of whether it is bulky or not, the aircraft carrier is not meant to be flexible and fight alone, but to serve as a mobile giant base fortress and a transit station.
"Weiss, convey the system's instructions and drive this aircraft carrier out of New York," Kyle ordered.