I'm in Marvel's infinite draw

The moment before the fist landed on the dwarf, the dwarf disappeared without warning!

"Behind you!" Pierce's surprised voice sounded.

The Winter Soldier heard that he was still in the air, so he supported the ground with his original left fist, twisted his waist forcefully, and swept one leg backward like lightning.

With this kick, even the car would fly a few meters away!

'call out--'

In the nick of time, the cloaked dwarf disappeared out of thin air, and the Winter Soldier's attack fell through again.

Before Pierce could react, he saw only a flash of black shadow, and the cloaked dwarf was sitting on the sofa in front of him.

"If you make another move, I'm going to kill this guy."

The cloaked dwarf made an old hoarse voice and pointed at Pierce.

Naturally, the Winter Soldier would not listen to the threat, and was about to rush forward, but Pierce hurriedly waved his hand to stop him, "Winter Soldier, stop!"

The Winter Soldier paused stiffly, standing like a statue in the hall.

Pierce looked at the cloaked dwarf, and asked with respect and fear: "This old gentleman..."

"Don't talk nonsense, you just need to know that I'm here to help you." The cloaked dwarf interrupted him.

"Help me?" Pierce was a little confused.

The cloaked dwarf said very easily, "Aren't you going to deal with the peace symbol tomorrow? I'll stop him for you."

"You, stop the peace symbol?" Pierce took a deep breath, and asked suspiciously but excitedly, "I don't know what to call you?"

The cloaked dwarf said seriously: "Me? Call me little ancestor!"

……

Dihao Building, the underground conference hall.

A temporary and secret meeting is being held here, organized by Kyle, and the invited participants include Hulk Banner, Iron Man Tony, Colonel Ross, and General Thunderbolt.

Apart from the Karl family, this is the most reliable and powerful 'outsider' that Kyle can summon so far.

Kyle tapped his finger on the table and said calmly: "Weiss has already told you about the specific matters one by one just now, and the relevant information will be sent to you tomorrow morning. You just need to complete the tasks you are responsible for."

Tony said with emotion: "Godfather, you are exaggerating..."

"It's indeed a big deal." Ross thought deeply, looked at General Perak, and said in a deep thought: "Our military will give the greatest help, but after all, it is to hide things from the congressmen and the president. It is obviously wrong to want to launch a large-scale army. impossible."

General Thunderbolt nodded.

"You just need to provide assistance, you don't need your army as the main force." Kyle smiled softly.

"Then who can be the main force?" Ross asked curiously.

"Aren't I?" Bruce pointed to his nose.

The crowd was speechless.

It's true that Hulk alone can outmaneuver an elite army, it's just too easy to get out of hand.

"Don't worry, I naturally have the main force." Kyle said calmly and firmly:

"After tomorrow, the century-old foundation of the Hydra organization will be wiped from the earth, and it will never turn around again."

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.