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During the Second World War, Kyle looked at Captain America standing straight and proud before him. Suddenly, a series of skill cards appeared. 「Pistol Master」 「Martial Arts Master」 「Shield Defense Master」 「Super Soldier Serum」 Which skill card do you wish to extract? “Wait… what? This golden finger… you must be pulling my leg! Not only skill cards but I can also extract super-powered skills like the Super Soldier Serum? Mother of God… what is this?!” this is not my all the credit to owner i just copy from websites

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"General Chester, the Rep. has called and urged it, indicating that the publicity on the bright side is enough. It is time for Major General Kyle to leave."

In the highest command office, Chester stood facing the door and stood by the window. After listening to the message from the soldiers, he was heavily nodded. "I know. Then let Captain Fury take the team to pick him up."

The communications soldier stunned and hesitated to remind: "You forgot? Captain Fury had resigned the day before yesterday, or you approved the permit. Now people have left the base."

"I made a mistake." General Chester sighed tiredly and cheered up. He said: "Send my dedicated armed team to Haishu Street to pick up. If you receive someone, you will drive directly to the airport." After arriving, you don't have to report to anyone. The transport fighters must take off within ten minutes. It is important to send Kyle Major to Japan.

"Good sir! I will arrange it right away!" The communications soldier retired.

The office was quiet again, silent for a long time, and finally the room whispered a general whisper of General Chester, "Cheng Cheng hero, defeat also hero…"

After half an hour.

Five thickened bullet-proof armored vehicles parked at the door of an ordinary villa. The elite army of dozens of armed soldiers stood neatly in the military position, facing the closed front door of the house, waiting patiently for what they were patiently respected.

'Oh–'

But for a while, the door opened.

Wearing a night war suit, a one-handed sword on the back, and an energy pistol on each side of the feet, a handsome young man with a cool blond came out slowly.

The moment when he stood up and stood up. The soldiers stationed outside the original roaring commando, as well as the team soldiers who only listened to the command of the five-star admiral, they all subconsciously stood up, their eyes condensed and serious, and they shouted in unison, "Mr. Kyle is good!"

The man in front of you, within the territory of the US emperor, is a superhero! In the eyes of any soldier, it is a benchmark, a symbol, and Legendary!

Kyle glanced at them with a cold look. He didn't say much. At this time, he was still a single soldier who had always been on the battlefield. On the one-piece suit, he no longer left the marks and badges of the US military.

This war is not for the US emperor, but for yourself!

"Target, Tokyo." Kyle looked cold and sat on the back seat of the armored vehicle in the middle.

Soon the five armored vehicles lined up in a word, the mighty road from the street to the airport of the military base.

On the second floor of the villa, Lucy pulled up the glass window of the curtain and looked at it with reluctance until the team disappeared in the corner of the street.

When the armed team drove off Haitang Street and smoothly entered the main road of New York, the scene on both sides of the road instantly changed.

Unlike the scene where Haishu Street was deserted due to the blockade, thousands of people's vast crowds were crowded into the horizon through the main roads of the bustling streets.

Many of them held their own homemade brands, watching the passing armed teams screaming emotionally, or retaining, supporting, or praying, not to mention.

"Mr. Kyle!"

Even the interior of the armored vehicle, which is bulletproof and soundproof, can still be heard faintly, and the voice of the people outside the roadside is shouting.

"Why do they know, I will start today?" Kyle stunned, his eyes looking out through the protective window, and the road was full of countless people.

It seems that half of the people staying in New York City are coming, and they are going to take the place for him.

"It's not today, it's these days." The driver who drove a little hesitated and said, "Since you know that you have to go to Risang alone, and the small half of Haitang Street has been blocked by military forces, the people are getting better every morning and night. The city will be waiting, and this Haitang Street will wait on the road to the total military base."

"Why is this…" Kyle was silent and looked away.

The main road is a few miles long, passing through the bustling streets of New York.

It is just that no matter how long and wide the area is, the sidewalk is full of people who are full of expectation and gratitude. They are holding a sign and shouting, almost rushing into justice. As a result, every ten meters requires a large number of traffic police and police, with police cars and human walls as protective belts, desperately suppressing this exaggerated crowd.

"Mr. Kyle, please be sure to return!"

"Ah Hahaha, the general will of course go to stop the lessons of the Japanese Samurai!"

"When you return, World must be peaceful…"

Numerous people screamed from the heart. This time they did not blindly seek help from the military. Instead, they placed the grand wish of World Peace on one person for the first time.

Kyle looked at it and suddenly realized that it was perhaps the unique charm of a superhero.

Heroes, beyond the rules of reality. Regardless of whether the character does not conform to the rigid rules, as long as it is done by justice, there will be yong Yao and love to wear.

A hero can not be a person, not a person. His every move will change the pattern of this World, causing admiration and admiration for thousands of people.

To some extent. Superhero, in this Marvel World, is really the epitome of the equivalent of 'God'.

And God and God, and then praying day and night will not help, superheroes can do their best, and what the people want!

"Unfortunately, I only think about it for myself. I don't want to do anything like a super hero." Kyle whispered, shrugged his eyes and half lying on the soft seat of the armored car.

Until the armed team drove off the main road, the cheers of the people calmed down from the ears, and the driver did not dare to stay too much, speeding up the armored vehicles into the military base.

The military personnel in the general base have already been prepared, and the police line protection has been set up to enable the team to pass all the way. The airport directly stops at the base airport and is handed over to the transport aircraft ready to sail.

Rather than arranging people to go out to carry out tasks, it is more like a prisoner.

Kyle was cold-faced all the way, silently following the itinerary, and boarded the rear of the transport fighter under the care of the armed soldiers.

After a few minutes.

The United States manufactures a new type of transport fighter that can travel the furthest and the highest, carrying the hero of the war Kyle Doffer, and officially took off at the US military's New York military base.

When the fighters plunged into the high-altitude clouds, all the personnel of the New York military base stopped the work at hand, and their hearts were empty and looked at the blue sky.

At the same time, Ivan, who received the message near the White House, gave a sigh of relief. After all, as long as Kyle leaves and enters the enemy's day, it is half a foot into the field of victory.

As for whether Kyle can come back, he has no worries, this is still used? How strong is one, and how to fight the power of a country.

Ivan got a smile, locked the door of the office, took out the telegraph machine in a safe, and knocked the telegram:

"The target fighter just started from New York and immediately conveyed this information to the Japanese home…"