S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters, First Floor Lobby.

Due to the forcible intrusion of the protective door, the alarm began to sound from the ceiling and various walls, and the elite agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and military special security gathered towards the door.

Many of them are well armed with firearms, as well as high-tech equipment such as high-shock pistols and gravitational handcuffs.

But as soon as they arrived at the door, they stopped in unison, their expressions changed dramatically to shock and doubt, and they looked at the so-called intruder with cold sweat on their foreheads.

The opponent has only one person, but it is better than thousands of legions.

Symbol of Peace, Kyle!

How could it be him?!

Most of the people in the hall held their breath, just like subordinates seeing their bosses and cats seeing lions and tigers, and they didn't dare to make a sound.

The Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. had previously directed. The aircraft carrier of Project Insight is about to be activated, and anyone who invades the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. today will be killed, and if they can't be killed, they will delay time and wait for the arrival of the New York army.

But if the intruder is the man in front of him, who can withstand it?

Countless agents were shouting and scolding in their hearts, except for some Hydra spies with other hidden identities, but they were also bowing their heads weakly to hide their fear.

Kyle looked around, his golden eyes shimmering with his own majesty, and no one on the field dared to look at him.

Kyle asked calmly, "What, are you trying to stop me?" ”

The words were equally flat, but like a thunderclap, it exploded in the hall on the first floor.

No one dared to respond, and only the siren whistle in the hall was still screaming anxiously.

The head of the S.H.I.E.L.D. command chief, a middle-aged man in his forties, walked from the back of everyone to the front, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his suit sleeves, bent down and complimented, "Dear Mr. Kyle, is there any misunderstanding in this?" ”

"Misunderstanding?" Kyle smiled indifferently and asked rhetorically, "When will even I not be able to enter the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters at will." ”

You are so casual that you even demolished the main entrance.

The minister naturally didn't dare to say it explicitly, squeezed out a smile, and came with an excuse, "Misunderstanding, this must be a misunderstanding!" Today, a secret project of S.H.I.E.L.D. was launched, so it entered a state of defensive alert in advance, and no one was allowed to enter or leave the headquarters building. ”

"Whose order is this?" Kyle asked again.

"The current head of S.H.I.E.L.D., Alexander Pierce." The minister answered truthfully, and his confidence was much stronger.

Kyle's face turned cold and he said, "I'm going to see him and ask him face to face, since when did S.H.I.E.L.D. change its surname to 'Alexander'." ”

It doesn't matter if you don't give face, the undisguised cold hostility made everyone's faces, including the minister, change.

Many S.H.I.E.L.D. agents sensed something was amiss, and stepped aside to watch in silence.

What happened recently is really weird and suspicious, the former director Nick Fury rebelled and died, Deputy Director Natasha was investigated, Captain America Steve was wanted at large, and the Insight Program for the future of society was launched ahead of schedule.

Some people have long been suspicious, but they don't dare to resist because of the orders of their superiors, and it is not until Kyle comes to the door alone that a series of suspicions are connected.

Wrong! There's something big going on inside S.H.I.E.L.D.!

The minister seemed to be under great pressure, cold sweat wet the lining of the suit, gritted his teeth and said: "Now the director has something to do, can you ...... another day?"

'Smack! ’

The black shadow flashed forward, and the minister's body flew out violently, and there was a depression of at least five centimeters in his chest, but even the inner bones and intestines were shattered in an instant.

His eyes were full of disbelief, mixed with regret, resentment, and the dissipation of consciousness.

'Boom! ’

The human body was thrown slightly upwards, over the heads of countless agents, and finally smashed down on the snow-white wall, becoming a cloud of thin blood and mud wrapped in expensive suits.

Where the Minister was standing, Kyle appeared and stood there, indifferently clapping his left palm after the agent's fearful gaze came to him.

The head of S.H.I.E.L.D., second only to the deputy directorate, was swatted to death like a fly in the headquarters building......

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in the hall have elite talents from various countries, and they have never seen any big or small scenes.

But now, all of them have numb scalps, and their bodies and minds are dominated by fear.

What is gore, what is brutality, what is demonic? That's it!

Half a century of precipitation is too long! If the goshawk sleeps for too long, it can make people wonder about the sharpness of its claws.

In addition, the name of "symbol of peace", which tends to be gentle and tender, is so great that many people in the new era have forgotten it.

They forget that Kyle once represented the power and conquest of the nation!

He was originally known for Nacrushing and Hydra organizing 10,000 people to kill the enemy, was the meat grinder that dominated the battlefield in World War II, and was the demon butcher feared by the enemy country.

They also forgot that Kyle has always been unreasonable, the strong wait for the card draw, and the weak one is directly killed.

And a big fist is the absolute last word!

"Whoever stops me is a Hydra spy, and you've seen the end." Kyle said, stepping down the hall.

With every step he took, the surrounding agents took a step back, and even a real Hydra spy wouldn't be sent to death now.

Until, the agents were stuck in front of the elevator, and there was no way back.

Upstairs, the director's office.

Pierce sat down in his chair and hung up the phone again, his face pale and bloodless.

He made three phone calls, one to the U.S. military, the U.S. Congressional Delegation, and the United Nations Committee.

This is a commonly used means of taking advantage of the situation, and when faced with a situation that S.H.I.E.L.D. cannot handle, it will pull in the rest of the forces to exert pressure together, which has been unfavorable for more than 60 years.

Even Director Fury, Captain America, etc., have to suffer a big loss for this, and they are investigated and wanted on trumped-up charges.

Until today, run into Kyle.

Let him be in a high position, let him hold the military power, let him be powerless, when faced with the invasion of the young people at the main gate, all these means will fail, and will be replaced by a deep sense of powerlessness.

"I'm already standing on a peak, but he's at the end of the starry sky above the peak." Pierce let out a long sigh, the phone on the table rang, and he subconsciously picked up the microphone.

"Bureau, Director! We can't stop it! ”

Listening to the frightened words of the correspondent downstairs, Pierce grabbed the microphone with his fingers and forced, his bones were white, and he said tiredly: "I know, don't stop him, let him come up." ”

"Okay!" The correspondent was relieved and hung up.

With a 'snap', Pierce threw the microphone on the table and stood up from his leather office chair, wandering around the hall impatiently like ants in a hot pot.

This lasted for five seconds.

"Wait, I haven't lost yet!"

Pierce looked up sharply, and his bloodshot eyes looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window, which was still rising far away, becoming a helicopter carrier with three small squares in the sky.

The Insight Project, the Hydra Project for the Human Elite and the Exclusion of Dissidents, is still in progress!

"As long as the aircraft carrier is still there, I will not lose it all. What's more, even if I fail and fall this time, there will be thousands of hydras in the future! ”

Thinking of this, Pierce's face regained his composure, he straightened his clothes and groomed, and returned to his office chair to sit upright.

At this time, in the corridor outside the door, footsteps sounded from far and near.

A hint of fierceness flashed in Pierce's eyes, "In this battle, as long as I force you to make a move, I will not lose money - long live the Hydra!" ”