Early 1944.
The Hydra organization, which had been wreaking havoc and causing harm in Europe, was completely wiped out by Kyle and Steve. The organization’s founder, Schmidt, was judged to have died on the spot.
This important news report quickly spread across the United States, triggering a grand nationwide celebration. Countless soldiers who had retreated from the battlefield to the bases gathered together, raising their glasses in jubilation.
“To victory! To Major Kyle and Captain Steve!”
“To the heroes! May the world soon embrace peace…”
In numerous bars in the big cities, cheers like these filled the air throughout the night.
In the same month, the German army, severely weakened after losing its manufacturing facilities, began a large-scale retreat from the frontlines. This became a prelude to Germany’s eventual surrender.
However, amidst the festive atmosphere of the Western European war victory, the two heroes, Kyle and Steve, who were the protagonists, disappeared like fireworks at the end of a battle, never to return.
Although Lieutenant Steve managed to establish contact with the US military base via the communicator on the out-of-control enemy aircraft, the signal was quickly lost, leaving only intermittent messages stating, “I will sink the out-of-control aircraft into the Atlantic, to not let it reach New York.”
As for Major Kyle, he vanished without a trace, just like the out-of-control aircraft he was following.
Half a month later.
On the surface of the Atlantic Ocean, the warm morning sunlight poured down, casting layers of sparkling golden edges on the blue waves and splashes.
A modern white two-tier sailboat slowly sailed on the sea, resembling a small leaf floating with the guidance of the waves and sea breeze.
On the open deck of the white sailboat, a golden-haired youth wearing sunglasses lazily lay on a sun lounger. He rested his hands behind his head, exuding an exceptionally relaxed and carefree aura.
He was only wearing a pair of beach shorts, his upper body bare, revealing perfectly chiseled abs that seemed to be forged by Iron Man’s craftsmanship. He basked in the warm sunlight, displaying his robust and flawless physique.
Next to the sun lounger, there was a round table with a small umbrella for shade. A black liquid-like life form wriggled restlessly on it, and it was as if it detested the scorching weather.
“It’s been a long time since I relaxed like this.” Kyle couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.
Since being reborn into the Marvel World during World War II, the past few months had been filled with continuous warfare. Even with his superhuman abilities as a soldier, his body had to be in a constant state of high alertness during battles.
At any moment, an energy laser, high-explosive grenade, sniper fire, or even indiscriminate carpet bombing from a bomber could send him soaring into the sky.
In the harsh environment of prolonged warfare, even when resting in deep sleep, if someone approached his bedside, he would instinctively react and subdue them, even without fully waking up. Fury, Steve, and even Agent Carter had experienced this personally.
“Come to think of it, wouldn’t it have been better to simply follow Brandt’s advice, be discharged from the military, and return to New York as an ordinary civilian?” This thought only fleetingly crossed Kyle’s mind, and he didn’t delve deeper into it.
With the Extracting Card Ability in his possession, if he were to cower in what seemed like a safe city, even he would look down on himself.
Instead of worrying about potential future crises throughout his life, he would rather take the initiative to embark on a path where opportunities and dangers coexisted, constantly enhancing his own strength, and elevating his status and reputation until he feared no enemy.
Without joining the frontline war, where would he find the abundant resources to extract? Without fighting side by side with Steve, how would he obtain the Super Soldier Ability?
This was Kyle’s true conviction. He fought not only as a hero for America but more so as a warrior fighting for his own future.
Additionally, during this process, he had gained sincere friendships with Steve, Joseph, Fury, Howard, and Agent Carter, among others, which was a source of great satisfaction for him.
Kyle’s mind was drifting as he thought, when suddenly a loud and piercing eagle cry echoed from the sky, followed by the shadow cast by the massive wings completely enveloping the sailboat he was on.
“It’s back…” Kyle sat up from the sun lounger, watching as the blue eagle landed in the nearby waters, its flapping wings stirring up the waves and creating splashes.
Kyle asked the blue eagle, “Well, did you find any traces?”
‘Chirp!’
The blue eagle let out a soft cry and shook its head from side to side in a human-like manner.
Frowning, Kyle gestured with his hand to the side, signaling, “Continue searching in the sea within a twenty-mile radius in this direction.”
The sharp beak of the blue eagle nodded lightly, and it soared into the sky, quickly disappearing among the clouds.
After Steve flew away in the uncontrollable aircraft, Kyle had sent the Blue Eagle back to investigate and try to find any traces of the aircraft. Unfortunately, it had been half a month and there had been no clues.
The Atlantic Ocean was vast and boundless. If it had been frozen and sunk as in the original movie, it would be like finding a needle in a haystack.
“It seems like I’ll have to give up.” Kyle sighed and was preparing to consider the journey back to the military base. But just then, a shallow dark shadow emerged from the sea surface next to the sailboat.
‘Splash!’
A great white shark abruptly leaped out of the water, revealing almost half of its body. It gracefully swam and circled in the waters beside the sailboat, as if looking for praise, nodding its head and blowing bubbles toward Kyle.
Kyle’s heart skipped a beat as he looked at the nearby great white shark. He raised his voice to confirm, “Did you really find that thing?”
The great white shark continued to leap out of the water, splashing water droplets in the surrounding, using it as a way to express itself.
“Venom, go with her and retrieve that thing.” After pondering for a moment, Kyle’s gaze turned to the lethargic Venom on the table.
‘Roll, Roll-‘
Venom, lacking enthusiasm, transformed into countless black strands and jumped off the table. It had no particular interest in sharks, as they were low in intelligence. But since it was Kyle’s command, it naturally had to comply.
The black liquid strands entwined with the great white shark in the water, quickly covering its entire body. It seemed as if a layer of dark, hardened keratinous membrane had formed, and even the great white shark’s pupils turned crimson, its teeth becoming more menacing and terrifying.
Venom possessed the great white shark, with the shark’s body becoming its host.
“Go swiftly and return swiftly. Oh, and don’t touch that thing directly with your body.” Kyle thought for a moment and embedded two wooden boards directly into Venom Shark’s teeth, “Clamp it and bring it up.”
The Venom Shark flicked its tail and swiftly dived into the sea.
After a short while, the shimmering figure of the shark reappeared on the water’s surface, accompanied by a dazzling blue light that gradually illuminated the sea.
The Venom Shark emerged from the water, and Kyle’s gaze immediately fell on its mouth. There, clamped between the two wooden boards, was the square-shaped blue energy cube, emanating a mysterious and enchanting aura.
The Tesseract!
(End of this chapter)
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