I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

Chapter 282 Earth Cleanup Plan

There is a saying that before welcoming guests or meeting enemies, clean up your house first.

Same thing now.

The Hydra organization is not a big threat, but it jumps out from time to time to make trouble, like a mouse dropping in porridge, which makes people feel disgusted.

Kyle decided that if he didn't make a move, it would be fine, and if he made a move, he would break it with one blow, severely injuring and erasing the foundation of the Hydra organization.

This plan, or secretly plotting it, is simply called the 'Earth Cleanup Plan'.

The next day, in the morning.

The urban area of ​​New York City is as usual, in the steel jungle formed by high-rise buildings, people are constantly flowing, busy, bustling and lively.

Today is another day of peace.

Since the opening of the speeches of heroes and aliens, countless citizens have habitually sighed and hurriedly entered their hard-working and fast-paced day's work.

Of course, this is only the tranquility and harmony on the surface.

At this time, behind the city, where the eyes of the public cannot reach, there are undercurrents of several forces surging.

in.In the area of ​​a Veterans Service Office, in the main hall of a duplex villa.

'Crack——'

With the slight rotation of the mechanical gear teeth, the rocket-shaped backpack full of technological texture splits, and a pair of mechanical wings with dark metallic luster flutters out. Each high-tech precision hang glider is a full two meters long.

A black youth around 35 years old, wearing a gray uniform and electronic sunglasses, raised his hands and turned around in a circle, showing his high-tech equipment to the two people next to him.

Steve, who was sitting on the chair, couldn't help blinking his eyes and asked, "Well... you said before that you were an injured and retired pilot."

"I am indeed a pilot and an airborne soldier, but I have carried out the 'Falcon' confidential plan, and I am considered half an elite agent." Sam Wilson explained in a deep voice.

Natasha didn't struggle so much, and said with a charming smile: "It doesn't matter what vulture or falcon, as long as it can kill the enemy. Now that we have more combat power, we will increase our chances of winning."

Steve acknowledged this, and was about to continue to say something, when the doorbell of the villa rang suddenly.

The expressions of the three people in the hall changed slightly, they looked at each other silently, and even the atmosphere in the room became tense for a moment.

"I didn't invite guests today, and I don't have any friends on weekdays." Sam gestured and communicated in sign language. The mechanical wings did not retract, and he was ready to start flying at any time.

Steve took a few steps forward silently, and took the colorful shield in his hand from the side of the sofa.

Natasha also kept her composure, bent over and bowed, reached out to touch the holster on her calf, and pulled out the pistol while holding the cold and small handle.

Their bodies are tense and their spirits are vigilant, and they are about to take the lead in launching an offensive breakthrough.

"it's me."

As if guessing the high tension of the three people in the room, a calm and powerful voice sounded outside the door.

Sam didn't know why, Steve, who quickly recognized the voice, let out a sigh of relief, and Natasha put the pistol back, and walked quickly to open the door.

Looking at the people coming from outside the door, Sam trembled all over, exclaiming with difficulty concealing his excitement: "Oh, my God, a living symbol of peace!"

"Birdman?" Kyle looked at him with a slightly stunned expression on his face.

"You are my ultimate idol, can you sign it?" Sam danced and fumbled for the uniform, but couldn't find anything, and finally had a flash of inspiration, and slapped the mechanical wings on his back, "Please sign here! "

"Sam, you are enough, last time you said that the idol is me."

Steve glanced at him angrily, put down his shield, and looked at Kyle with a questioning look in his eyes, "How is the situation now?"

"It's all under control." Kyle said with a light smile, sitting on the sofa by himself, looking at Sam and his mechanical metal wings a little.

Another hero supported by technology, Falcon.

Sure enough, after the turmoil of Hydra lurking in S.H.I.E.L.D. was advanced, he also officially embarked on his own life path because of Steve's door-to-door help.

"Under control, what does that mean?" Steve pressed.

I was so busy trying to save the world, worrying about this and that, but now I'm fine, and I just said "small things".

Kyle asked back: "You should know the real purpose of the insight plan, right?"

"Of course." Steve nodded, and said truthfully: "Not long ago, we captured a Hydra dogleg and learned the truth from him. Hydra wanted to use the power of S.H.I.E.L.D. to control three The helicopter carrier goes to the sky and becomes their exclusive killing weapon..."

He was only halfway through, looking at Kyle's calm expression, he suddenly said: "Wait, you already knew this."

Kyle nodded slightly, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Steve, after the aircraft carrier goes to the sky, you will bring a smart chip to it to prevent or delay their linkage."

"No problem." Steve had no doubts about him, and he simply agreed, and asked curiously, "But what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building."

Kyle replied indifferently, and several people in the hall suddenly felt a strange chill rushing up their backs.

What does it mean to go to today's SHIELD alone?

No one stopped Kyle, and no one could stop his actions. Even Fury only begged for a delay of two days.

"What about the others?" Natasha was surprised.

Only then did she notice that Yutong and the newly joined Lorna were not following Kyle now.

You know, Yutong almost never leaves Kyle's private trips, unless there are special circumstances.

"They have equally important things to do."

As Kyle said, he picked a fresh grape from the fruit plate on the table, threw it into his mouth and chewed it slightly, "It tastes good, do you want to eat it, and then act after eating."

Steve smiled wryly, the few people now have no intention of eating grapes.

In New York to come, no matter what, there will be bloody and smoky disputes unfolding.

"Eat slowly, we're going first."

Steve had already put on the tight battle suit, and now he put the Adamant shield on the back, and after putting on the helmet with half a mask, he returned to his previous battle attire during World War II.

Exactly the same, nothing has changed.

"Good momentum." Kyle was a little bored.

The Hydra organization is nothing more than it has yet reached the point where it deserves his seriousness.

Steve and the others put on their equipment, opened the door and were about to leave, suddenly their bodies stopped at the door, and they raised their heads and stared blankly at the distant sky.

There, there are three huge island-like steel fortresses, seemingly ignoring the gravity of the levitation, driven by the engine, they are slowly rising towards the blue sky, and they have risen to a height of about [-] meters by visual estimation.

"Kyle. The aircraft carrier is going to the sky!" Steve called out hastily, and took the two of them without hesitation, leaving the villa and heading straight for the aircraft carrier.

In the lobby of the villa.

"Two hours faster than expected, can't wait?"

Kyle chuckled and said to Weisi's deformed electronic watch on his wrist: "Notify everyone, you can act according to the original plan."

(End of this chapter)