At the same time, he seemed to realize that something was wrong with the Venom combat suit on his body and glanced back subconsciously.
At some point, a liquid black line emerged from the back of Venom's combat suit and slowly extended towards Carter's body like a tentacle.
Carter rested his hands on the wooden railing, with one palm supporting his chin, completely unaware of the Venom's detection intention from behind.
Stop making trouble, Venom!
Kyle's scalp tingled as he watched. He knew that Venom had no ill intentions. She was just encountering a female human for the first time and was very curious about the structure of a woman's body.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you look so bad?" Carter looked at Kyle in surprise.
"It's nothing. Don't worry, I will be back safely tomorrow..." Kyle said perfunctorily. In the corner of his eyes, he saw the venomous liquid tentacles approaching Carter's back, and was about to try to cover it out of curiosity.
Stop it now!
Kyle shouted in his heart, and quickly stretched out his right hand towards the extended venom probe. He accurately pinched the front end of the black line with his two fingers and merged it back into the main body's illusion glove.
But then, his palm continued to move forward and gently patted Carter's raised buttocks.
'Snapped!'
A crisp slapping sound was heard in the night, and the atmosphere between the two people suddenly froze.
Carter's beautiful face first showed an expression of astonishment, which soon turned into a winter-like indifference. Her beautiful eyes stared fiercely at Kyle who was nearby.
"Well, this is a misunderstanding. There are, there are mosquitoes." Kyle withdrew his hand awkwardly. He didn't even believe what he said - how could there be mosquitoes in the snow in the middle of winter.
"It feels pretty good, doesn't it?" Carter snorted coldly, turned around and walked down the hallway, leaving behind a cold remark: "American hero? Major? I can see that he is nothing more than a lecherous hooligan!"
"Forget it, go to sleep."
Kyle shook his head and sighed, wanting to fall asleep as quickly as possible and end this extremely tiring night.
Chapter 44 The Final Battle is Coming
A night passed.
Early the next morning, Kyle was awakened by the communications soldier, who conveyed the colonel's order for him to assemble directly at the base's underground command post.
Kyle didn't waste any time. After a simple wash, he let the venom stick to his body surface and transformed it into a black combat uniform. Wearing a sodium-carbon steel sword, he rushed to the underground passage.
Arriving at the brightly lit command room door, Kyle was surprised to find that Steve, dressed in captain's combat uniform, had arrived early.
And the gathering the colonel mentioned did not just refer to the two of them. Howard, Carter, Fury, colonel officers, and more than a dozen intelligence analysts were also present, almost filling up the commander's table.
"With such a big fuss, it seems that we have obtained very important intelligence from the professor." Kyle said as he stepped into the command room.
"Hello, Major Kyle!" Seeing Kyle, the intelligence officers saluted enthusiastically with expressions of admiration.
Howard shook his head and laughed, "Dude, why are you so late? You're the only one missing for this operational meeting."
"I thought you, a warmonger, would miss this battle." Fury smiled with a row of white teeth on his dark face.
"Kyle, over here." Steve kept waving at him, asking him to sit in the empty seat next to him.
Carter still sat in her seat without saying a word, as if she was still angry about what happened last night. But when she saw Kyle arrive, the solemnity on her cold and beautiful face relaxed.
The colonel officer in front of the strategic map waved his hand, urging Kyle to take a seat quickly, saying, "I was just about to explain the intelligence content, so I'm not late. Find a seat and sit down."
Kyle nodded, gave a simple wave as a way of greeting everyone he knew, and then sat in the empty seat next to Steve.
No matter what, Kyle's arrival eased the tense atmosphere in the underground command room. Everyone's tense faces relaxed a lot, and they felt inexplicably at ease.
This is the exclusive charm of heroes that symbolize American power. It is not just a boasted status and reputation, but is created through real personal achievements and the number of enemies killed.
"Then I'll get to the point." The colonel coughed and said solemnly, "Late last night, intelligence personnel learned a very urgent piece of intelligence from the professor who had just joined the Hydra organization!"
"The founder of Hydra - Schmidt (Red Skull), his strategic goal is not only to occupy European land, but also to destroy half of the earth and then rule the entire world!"
Upon hearing this shocking news, most people in the command center frowned.
"This lunatic should be thrown into a mental hospital. He really thinks he is a God." Carter snorted coldly.
Fury whispered thoughtfully: "That's crazy. Maybe this is the reason why the German army is unwilling to cooperate with Hydra anymore."
Howard frowned and said, "We can't just leave him alone. Schmidt has power far beyond our imagination, and the energy weapon is the best proof of that."
Kyle nodded in agreement. After all, he knew better than anyone what Red Skull had in his hands.
The Cosmic Cube! It carries a space gem with the laws of the universe. Basic usage is enough to create unlimited energy, and the explosive power of the gem residual energy cube is simply unmatched by ordinary bombs.
The colonel raised his voice and said solemnly, "We have received more important intelligence: Schmidt plans to fly to the United States today. As long as he crosses the Atlantic Ocean, he can flatten the entire East Coast in less than an hour! Starting from the United States, we can escalate to half the world!"
"How much time is left?" Kyle asked bluntly.
The colonel replied quickly: "Less than twelve hours."
"That's enough." Kyle nodded confidently.
The colonel shook his head and said, "The biggest problem now is that Hydra's last base is different from the factory bases you attacked before. It is located 500 feet below the Alps, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack."
"I have an idea." Steve, who had been silent the whole time, said, "If we send out the army directly, Schmidt will definitely close the entrance to the base and then escape. So we must send someone to lure them to open the entrance to the Hydra base. Our army can then take this opportunity to launch a surprise attack."
"Then I'll go." Kyle shrugged indifferently. He had an absurd number of ways to save his life. Even if he broke into the Hydra base alone, he was confident that he could escape unscathed.
"No." Steve rejected it and looked at Kyle and said, "You are good at attacking, so it would be more appropriate for you to lead the army in a raid outside. And are you sure your appearance will not scare Schmidt away directly?"
The last sentence was obviously a bit exaggerated and sarcastic. But everyone in the command room did not deny it, but nodded in agreement.
The German executioner, the battlefield meat grinder, the hero symbolizing American power, and the code name for a murderous devil.
The deterrent power of Kyle's direct appearance on the battlefield is definitely no less than that of a well-armed and well-trained army. Let such a man lure the enemy
What a joke on the empire!
The colonel half-jokingly and half-seriously said: "To be honest. If I were Schmidt and saw Major Kyle breaking into the base, I would choose to run away directly."
"Don't describe me as an inhuman monster." Kyle crossed his arms and glanced at them coldly.
"I proposed the plan. Please let me go." Steve stood up and said firmly, "As Captain America, I will be the lone bait and will also attract the Hydra organization to take the initiative to attack. So I am the only suitable candidate."
Kyle looked at Steve, who had a resolute and upright face, and this adjective suddenly emerged in his mind: I, Captain America, carry the hardest shield and take the most and most vicious beatings.
"The situation is urgent, and we can't delay any longer. The plan is set! For this mission, all personnel in the base will cooperate with you two—"
After the colonel finished speaking, he slammed his palm on the table to express his firm determination: "Then let's take action now! Destroy the last Hydra base and send that madman Schmidt to hell in one fell swoop!"
Three hours later, near the Alps.