In the sky above the Alps, facing the strong noon sun, the huge transport fighter planes hummed and continued to rise in height, and soon broke through the clouds and came to a kilometer above.

It began to cross the Atlantic Ocean in the direction where New York City was located.

At this time, at the rear wheels of the transport fighter.

Kyle grabbed the sodium-carbon steel sword nailed to the wheel frame with one hand, and grabbed Steve with the other, and the two of them joined together, hanging from under the plane.

"Kyle, are you alright?" Steve shouted, and under the pressure of the huge wind in the sky, it was difficult to hear each other's voices.

"That's good, but it's time for you to lose weight." Kyle complained, throwing Steve onto the upper frame with one hand, and only after Steve grabbed the frame did he put his feet on the wheels.

Further down the soles of their feet, there is a high altitude that is still climbing, and it is terrifying to watch.

"I know the basic structure of this transport plane, come with me." Steve waved his hand and took the lead in climbing up.

Kyle relied on the sodium-carbon steel sword to continuously plug into the frame wall as a support point to ensure safety, and the rear of the palace climbed up.

As super soldiers, the two of them are both athletic and extraordinary, and they keep going up from the wheels of the transport fighter in flight without danger. After a while, he climbed to the rear bilge of the fuselage, and then opened the safety passage door from the bottom, and completely entered the interior of the transport fighter plane.

The rear compartment of the transport fighter is spacious, full of high-tech equipment at a glance, and the faint lights maintain ample visibility.

"Kyle, look—" Steve seemed to notice something, his resolute face became solemn, and he lowered his voice to a place in the back compartment of the transport plane.

Kyle followed his gaze and saw two strange-looking one-man planes parked in the back compartment of the transport plane. Smaller than a normal one-man combat aircraft, it has a flattened oval shape, painted with dark green paint, and strangely does not have any obvious ammunition muzzles on the outside, except that the lower half of the fuselage is three times larger than the upper part.

There's no need to guess anything, and the identification information as an item card quickly emerges.

[Nuclear Bomb Aircraft]: A one-man carrier aircraft with a nuclear bomb that can easily destroy a large city with the power of a nuclear explosion. Blue Rare Item Cards.

Current Status: Not Extractable. It is a single-use item.

Kyle was shocked to know why the Red Skull was sure enough to bulldoze the entire West Coast of the United States.

These are two nuclear bomb planes! Let it break into the territory of the territory, even a superpower with strong military power will not be able to withstand it.

"Steve, find the rear cabin of the transport fighter and drop these two planes directly into the sea." Kyle said decisively that at this point in time, the transport fighter plane also flew over the Atlantic.

If Red Skull were to successfully transport the bomb plane to New York, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Steve understood this and agreed to bow his head, and just then, a group of armed guards of the Hydra trotted to the back of the plane.

"Did you find out?" Kyle raised his eyes coldly, and greeted him with a sodium-carbon steel sword in his hand, and did not forget to urge: "Hurry up, I'll stop them." ”

"Enemy attack! Direct shot! The group of armed guards saw Kyle rushing towards him quickly, and hurriedly used their energy weapons to shoot.

In an instant, the rear compartment of the transport fighter was illuminated by a series of dazzling blue lasers.

"These idiots—" Kyle frowned, not afraid of the laser shooting, but of the indiscriminate shooting of the laser, which would become a fuse and accidentally cause the explosion of the nuclear plane behind him.

I don't want to accompany you cannon fodder to the funeral!

"Give me death!" Kyle's handsome face turned a little colder, and he threw the sodium-carbon steel sword with all his strength, directly giving the most fierce guard squad leader a chill and firmly nailing it to the metal wall of the rear cabin.

Instead of dodging in a potentially massive crisis, Kyle raised his right hand wearing a vibranium arm guard to block the energy lasers that shot at him to avoid the impact on the nuclear bomb behind him.

"Kyle, catch!" As if aware of Kyle's situation, Steve shouted and threw the Adamantine shield in his hand.

Kyle leaps up to catch the round shield, holding the shield in front of him with his left hand, blocking the dense laser rays as he dashes to a guard.

The guard raised the energy laser gun in horror, and the next moment it was blocked by Kyle's right palm, and the laser shot bounced directly back on the vibranium armguard, disintegrating and evaporating the energy laser gun and his arm on the spot.

"That's it!" Steve's voice sounded just as he clicked the button of the device, and the cabin of a nuclear bomb plane was the first to be opened, and it was released into the ocean thousands of kilometers below the transport plane.

The opening of the engine room also caused the air inside the rear cabin to surge out and flow backwards, dragging many guards to be sucked into the hatch.

Kyle smiled demonically, indifferently looked at the broken-arm guard who was kneeling on the ground and wailing, lifted the other party like a chicken with one hand, and threw the transport fighter into the open cabin behind him.

Next, the guards who still wanted to resist were all thrown from a height of thousands of meters by Kyle and Steve as cargo one by one.

"Kyle!" Steve suddenly shouted, but at some point, a guard approached the second nuclear bomb plane that was being released, opened the hood and sat in the cockpit.

Neither had time to stop it, and the second nuclear bomb plane was dropped.

"Can't let him go!" As he spoke, Steve tried to rush out of the cabin, but at the last minute, Kyle dragged him back, watching the guards drive the plane away.

"Don't worry, he won't need us to deal with it." Kyle said confidently, calmly looking at the expansive blue sky outside the cabin.

As if confirming his words, a huge blue eagle bird shredded the clouds at a high speed beyond the visible height of the rear cabin, dragging a series of air waves, and quickly chased after the nuclear bombing plane that was gradually moving away.

"So you called the Blue Eagle." Steve looked at the figure of the blue eagle from afar, and he was also relieved.

"The final decisive battle in the European theater of operations is not allowed to be sloppy." Kyle shrugged and threw his shield back to Steve, while he pulled his one-handed sword back from the metal wall and wiped the blood from the guard's clothes.

"Alright, the Hydra organization is left with only the last leader." Steve took a deep breath and stood side by side with Kyle, pulling his spirits together and turning his gaze to the cockpit door of the transport plane.