Oh my god, this...
Kyle's scalp was tingling as he watched, and his mind vaguely flashed through the consequences of Red Skull's direct contact with the Tesseract in the movie: he was forced to be exiled outside the universe and guard the Soul Stone alone on a desolate planet for more than seventy years.
At this moment, the Cosmic Cube was completely exposed to the air, less than half a meter away from him!
As if the sword strike triggered some kind of stimulation, the mysterious blue light on the surface of the Cosmic Cube became brighter and brighter, and then rays of light rushed out, revealing a brilliant cosmic star map in the void.
The space is twisting inch by inch, and the Cosmic Cube is attracting Kyle who is nearby!
"It's over now..." Kyle was in a dilemma and could only watch the Cosmic Cube in front of him slowly open the space tunnel.
Are you going to be teleported away
Kyle smiled bitterly and was about to close his eyes in resignation, when Steve's voice suddenly reached his ears: "Kyle! Get out of the way!"
The next moment, a round shield quickly swept across a distance of more than ten meters and suddenly hit the cosmic cube that reflected the star map, knocking it away from Kyle and flying straight towards the gap in the window.
"That was a close call!" Kyle's face turned pale. He was just about to be teleported to some unknown place by the Cosmic Cube!
I love the earth!
After escaping from the danger, Kyle was so happy that he almost burst into tears! He wanted to give Steve a bear hug.
"No!" Red Skull shouted. He looked at the Cosmic Cube that was flying past him and was about to be thrown out of the fighter plane from the window. He was stunned and quickly reached out to grab the Cosmic Cube.
"Buzz—"
The starry sky map that was about to dim continued to shine, and a rainbow beam of light blasted from the sky onto Red Skull, submerging his figure and evaporating it.
The Cosmic Cube completed this simple space manipulation and continued to throw out fighter planes that fell into the sea.
The fighter plane continued its 90-degree suicide dive. When it was less than a kilometer above the ground, Kyle moved his feet under the strong wind pressure, and with difficulty reached the driver's seat and put the steering wheel back in place.
As soon as it completed this action, the transport fighter immediately returned to normal driving status, but the control instruments seemed to be on the verge of damage and were emitting smoke.
"Huh." Kyle sat down on the floor tiredly.
Although there was still strong wind pressure, fortunately the fighter plane finally flew smoothly, and the fighter plane was not at a high altitude, so the attraction was greatly reduced to an acceptable range.
"Are you okay?" Steve smiled, came down from the roof of the hall, came to the driver's seat, fastened his seat belt and sat down.
Kyle waved his hand and said, "It's okay. Contact the base immediately and ask them to arrange for the fighter plane to land."
"OK." Steve nodded, sat in the driver's seat and began to operate the instrument. After a while, as if he discovered something, his relaxed expression gradually turned solemn.
"What's wrong?" Kyle noticed the strangeness in Steve's face and stood up to ask.
Steve took a deep breath and said grimly, "The situation is not good. The autopilot cannot be disabled, and a large number of manual functions are damaged and scrapped. This fighter is still moving towards its original New York location."
"What!" Kyle heard this and realized the huge potential crisis. He said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, let me think of a solution!"
"There's no time." Steve shook his head, his fists clenched quietly, as if he had made some difficult decision in his life. He smiled with relief and said, "Kyle, go to the rear cabin and prepare the parachute."
"What do you mean?" Kyle was slightly stunned.
Steve said firmly: "I am going to sink this plane into the sea, so you should prepare your parachute and jump out of the plane."
"Don't worry, there must be other solutions. Besides, even if I have to stay on the plane, I will..."
Before Kyle could finish his words, he was interrupted by Steve: "Okay, let me do this."
Steve held the steering wheel with both hands, his handsome young face full of determination, and said with a smile: "Kyle, you don't know. I have been chasing you."
"From the training base to the subsequent competitions and battlefields, I could only watch your back. I kept desperately trying to catch up, while constantly accepting the opportunities you gave up."
"Since you have declared yourself Captain America, let me surpass you this time and walk ahead of you to lead the way!"
At this point, Steve seemed to have returned to the young man he used to be, with a weak body but an unyielding will.
"I understand." Kyle said, and walked to the rear cabin of the fighter plane in silence, knowing that no matter how much he said, he could not stop his comrades' decision.
Because the other party is not only his best comrade, his brother, but also the Captain America of this world! Even if he encounters a thousand dangers, he will still rush to the front with a firm face, and would rather sacrifice himself to defend everything he wants to protect.
"By the way, I'll leave Carter in your care," Steve reminded.
"Huh??? Who will help you take care of your girlfriend? I'll be waiting for you to come back at the base!" Kyle turned around and cursed.
"I... do like Carter, but she's not my girlfriend." Steve shook his head and said with courage: "Carter, the person she has always liked is you."
"Don't joke around, how could she like me? Did you misunderstand?" Kyle was a little confused. What was going on? He had only flirted with her a few times unintentionally.
"Then just treat it as a joke." Steve shrugged and said, "I've made an appointment with her to go to the Tuoniao Club at 8 o'clock next Friday night. If I can't make it by then, you can go in my place."
"Don't worry. I'll book the whole place for you and ask her to dance when you come back." Kyle waved his hand and left the main hall of the cabin. Steve's voice could still be heard faintly behind him:
"Brother, I'll leave everything up to you..."
Fifteen seconds later, a figure jumped down from the rear cabin of the fighter plane. After reaching a height of one hundred meters, he opened the parachute and slowly descended toward the blue sea.
Kyle, under the parachute, looked up at the end of the sky in a trance. There was a plane flying away and soon disappeared beyond the clouds.
"Steve, no matter what the outcome is, no matter how long it takes.
I believe that one day, we will meet again.”
Chapter 50 Kyle's Whereabouts
Early 1944.
The Hydra organization that was wreaking havoc in Europe was completely surrounded and wiped out, and the organization's founder Schmidt was sanctioned by Kyle and Steve and was judged to have died on the spot.
When this important battle report was transmitted back to the United States, it instantly triggered a grand national carnival. Countless soldiers in hospitals or returning to bases from the battlefield gathered together and toasted their glasses with joy.
"Cheers to victory! Cheers to Major Kyle and Captain Steve!"
"Cheers to the heroes! May the world be at peace soon..."
In countless bars in big cities, cheers like these echoed all night long.
In the same month, the German army, which had lost its manufacturing plants, was severely damaged and withdrew from the front lines on a large scale. This became a major omen and a microcosm of Germany's surrender shortly afterwards.
However, in the festive atmosphere of the great victory of the Western European war, the two heroes, Kyle and Steve, were like the end of the fireworks following the battle artillery fire, and never returned.
Although Lieutenant Steve finally managed to contact the U.S. military base through the communicator from the enemy's out-of-control fighter plane, the signal was soon disconnected, leaving only intermittent notification messages: "Sink the out-of-control fighter plane into the Atlantic Ocean and do not let it enter New York."
And Major Kyle, like following the out-of-control fighter plane, completely disappeared without a trace and no news was heard from him.
Half a month later.