"General Kyle." Shatana walked to the office chair and stopped, calling out tentatively.
Kyle opened his eyes, looked at Shatana and whispered, "You're here. I just came down from the deck and my head started to feel dizzy and a little nauseous."
"This is a precursor to seasickness. People who take a boat for the first time will feel slightly uncomfortable. You can take some seasickness medicine to reduce the reaction." Satana said softly as she found a box of pills in the medical box, carefully took out two pills and handed them to Kyle.
"Then let's give it a try." Kyle nodded, glanced at the seasickness pill, then took it and swallowed it along with the cup of warm water.
As long as he focused on any item, the accurate item card information would appear in front of him. This meant that even if it was a carefully designed poison, Kyle would not fall for it as long as he was prepared.
However, what Shatana gave him was indeed just an ordinary seasickness pill.
Chapter 60 This Widow Is Not Too Cold
Inside the battleship's office.
Shatana had no idea that she had been on the brink of death. She just looked at Kyle in the office chair with concern, waiting for his next instructions and orders.
Kyle secretly laughed at this. The agents trained in the Soviet Red Room were indeed the best in the world. From super agent potions to the abilities and qualities that an agent should have, they were all fully equipped.
Even though Shatana is just an underage agent trainee, her combat strength is so strong that there are few soldiers or officers who can beat her in a one-on-one fight in the entire US military base.
In addition, the super combat capability is one thing, and the infiltration and disguise as a timid and weak American female military doctor is as simple as drinking water.
It’s a pity that I met him.
Kyle narrowed his eyes slightly. Shatana's infiltration disguise could be said to be perfect, but it was nothing compared to her card drawing ability.
No matter how carefully you plan, no matter how amazing your acting skills are, the shiny blue ability card [Super Agent] on the back of your head will expose everything.
The office was silent for a while. After taking a few sips of warm water, Kyle waved to Shatana who was standing there, frowned slightly and said, "I feel a little dizzy. Do you know how to massage my head and shoulders? Please give me a massage."
"Ah." Satana hesitated for a moment, then nodded like a little chicken, walked around the desk in small steps, and walked behind Kyle's chair.
She didn't notice that when she passed by the chair, a hint of coldness appeared in Kyle's slightly opened blue eyes.
The best opportunity for assassination has been set, and from now on, Shatana's life and death are entirely in her own hands.
No matter whether the other party will become a hero in the future, as long as there is the slightest signal of launching an assassination attack, Kyle will kill her here without hesitation.
This is Kyle's bottom line! If you are his enemy, you will just lie on the ground and become a corpse.
"General, you can close your eyes for a while. The massage will be much more comfortable." Satana whispered, and her small hands slowly reached out to the back of Kyle's head.
"Okay, use some more force." Kyle nodded in response, closing his eyes and tensing his mind to concentrate.
The opponent was unarmed, and his muscle strength alone was not enough to break his neck. However, just in case, he had already put his Venom suit into a defensive state ready for battle.
Soon, Satana's ten slender fingers landed on the back of Kyle's head and pressed slightly, kneading it down to his neck and shoulders, and then up to his forehead.
Kyle, whose body was a little tense and stiff, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
What was this unexpected comfort
It must be said that Shatana's massage technique is very skilled and proficient. This should also be one of the majors learned in the agent training disguise. In addition, the girl's fingers are slender and powerful...
Wait, that doesn’t seem to be the point!
"Aren't you going to take action?" Kyle was confused and a little confused.
At this moment when war was imminent, the Soviet Red Room organization sent a super agent to lurk here. If it wasn't for him, then what was it for
The target person is not him? Or the purpose of the mission is not to assassinate him
It is true that although the Soviet Union likes to stir up trouble, it would not send agents to assassinate a newly promoted major general who is a hero of the United States during the Triple Alliance.
Under Kyle's doubts, Satana massaged and kneaded for ten minutes before stopping, panting slightly and waving her sore fingers.
The man's bones and muscles were much denser and tougher than expected. It was just as the organization said in the mission... He had super soldier abilities.
Shatana made up her mind and asked softly behind Kyle's ear, "General Kyle, how do you feel? Are you still dizzy?"
Kyle tilted his head back slightly, closed his eyes and said in enjoyment, "It's much better."
"That's good, but a large-scale war is about to begin, so it's best to investigate any symptoms in advance."
Shatana paused here and gave professional advice, "To be on the safe side, General, you'd better prick a drop of blood on your finger and let me take it back to the medical room for testing. I can check the detailed condition of your body now."
"Oh, blood test?" Kyle opened his eyes completely at this time, revealing a subtle expression.
Agent mission, but he didn't expect it was just to get a little bit of his blood - with the Venom suit, even if he suffered skin injuries, he would not leave his blood on the battlefield.
A drop of blood may not seem to mean much, but this is the Marvel world of high technology and biology. Who knows what those crazy Soviet scientists are planning to do with this drop of blood
Don't wait until the time comes to create an artificial human for him.
Now that he knew the purpose, Kyle didn't need to play along anymore. He turned cold and asked, "Is this your purpose?"
"What... purpose?" Shatana, who was still sitting behind the office chair, was stunned. She managed to remain calm and said softly, "General Kyle, what are you talking about? This is just a simple... blood test."
Kyle threw out a sentence that broke her last hope of defense, "Do you still want to keep pretending? An agent of the Soviet Red Room."
Before he finished speaking, Satana's face changed, and she suddenly slashed at the back of Kyle's neck with both hands, trying to knock him out.
"Let me play with you." Kyle snorted coldly. His reaction was even faster. He raised his hands and reached back to hold the girl's hands.
Satana tried hard to pull her hands free, but found that Kyle's hands were like steel clamps, and she couldn't move even a finger.
Just as she was about to kick, a crushing force came from her arms, and then her whole body was lifted up and flipped 180 degrees over Kyle's head, and slammed hard on the hardwood desk.
"Pah!"
The desk collapsed and split in two, and Shatana groaned in pain and fell on the scattered wooden fragments and document papers.
“Ahem.”
Satana had just coughed and struggled to get up. With a slightly horrified look, she saw the handsome young man throw aside the general's coat he was wearing, revealing the venom battle suit that combined coldness and murderousness.
"Very good, just stand up like that! Show me what you're made of as a Soviet super agent!"
Kyle looked at her coldly, his muscles clearly standing out in the black combat suit, and his murderous aura enveloped the entire office.
He rubbed his fist, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said in a cold voice: "I hope you can let me warm up a little before the war comes."
Chapter 61 Capturing a Soviet Agent
In the battleship's internal corridor, Fury, dressed in a lieutenant officer's formal attire, trotted hurriedly towards Kyle's office.
The female military doctor who was suspected to be a foreign agent had been in the office for some time, and he also wanted to see how the matter was handled afterwards.