The one who took the idea was Lei Rui, James. Hudson has always been reluctant to do even a little more on this, this war, in his eyes, is like two extremely boring guys fighting, he is like a rootless duckweed, let the torrent of war carry him around, wandering around, not caring where or what to do!

His only hobbies are food, spirits and cigars! Fearless, in the face of the threat of death, with a nonchalant attitude, Lei Rui even doubted that if he was told that he was going to die now, he would probably be smiling, with a cigar in his mouth, happy to die.

Accepting this mortal mission, he didn't even ask where he was going or what he was doing, he just accepted it nonchalantly!

Lei Rui has basically determined his identity!

Wolverine!

It's just that I don't know if he has completed the transformation of Wolverine, and all the bones of his body have been replaced by Erdman metal, or if he has not been transformed before the bones? Only by seeing the claws on his hands could Lei Rui be sure.

The Ar196 plane descended rapidly, and the propeller engine made a sudden sound from time to time, which was a sign that the fuel was about to be cut off, and Lei Rui could only pray that the plane would reduce its altitude as much as possible, so that even if it fell, it was more likely to survive.

The Bf109F fighter that led the way was hovering in the sky, Lei Rui didn't care about this, and controlled the rickety plane to dive down, Hudson asked again: "Captain!" Is it time to smoke a cigar? ”

"Damn it! You can't wait until you land before you smoke?! Lei Rui replied angrily.

Hudson tilted his head and replied disappreciatively, "Okay! Since you're so insistent, I'll smoke it later. ”

The propeller engine let out a few unwilling roars, and finally stopped eating completely, but at this height, there are more than 100 meters! Fortunately, this is a seaplane, with two pontoons underneath, and its weight is also light, and it dives forward by the inertia of flight, and does not fall headlong.

"Hudson! Hold on! We're going to crash! Lei Rui shouted.

As soon as the words fell, a ten-storey building without doors and windows came to the face with a rapid momentum, in front of this high-rise building, there was a half-short high-rise building, a loud bang, the two pontoons at the bottom of the Ar196 of Aladao hit the roof of the low building heavily, the plane shook violently, bounced up, and then landed, the clicker made a loud sound, the pontoons were torn apart, and the remaining brackets ploughed out several deep ravines on the roof, making a long crunching sound that made the tooth ache and scalp numb.

Lei Rui and James. Hudson was tossed upside down, dizzy, and before he could put his heart down, the plane took off again, rushing directly out of the roof of the low building, crossing an arc, and falling headlong directly.

Rumble!

With a bang, the Ar196 water reconnaissance plane finally completed its mission and fell to the ground.

This is equivalent to the two of them sitting on iron bumps, jumping directly from the top of the sixth or seventh floor, a violent shock came from the seat, Lei Rui involuntarily snorted, and forcibly withstood this powerful impact.

Thankfully, when the Aradao Ar196 was modified, engineers added spring damping measures to the seats, taking into account the possibility of a forced landing, which was very effective in counteracting some of the impact force.

"Damn it! It's a goddamn mission! Hudson complained loudly in the back seat.

"You only know now! It's late! Lei Rui replied.

He unbuckled his seat belt, moved his hands and feet, and there was no discomfort except for the feeling of soreness and numbness all over his body, and the forced landing was very successful, and the two of them were unscathed.

It's just that the spare supplies and firearms placed in the plane's pontoons are completely scrapped, and the two of them have nothing but what they carry with them.

Just a few meters in front of the plane's forced landing, there was a ten-story building with only a structural frame left, and the abandoned high-rise building had no doors or windows, unfolding layer by layer, and the steel bars were twisted and exposed, like fish bones. Lei Rui looked up at the abandoned high-rise building, and felt a chill in his heart, fortunately he hit the roof of the low building on the ground, otherwise if he hit this high-rise building head-on, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Syllable!

Hudson lit the cigar he had already taken out with a lighter, took a deep breath, let out a long, intoxicated sigh, and then asked, "Ray!" Why don't you come to one? ”

Lei Rui shook his head and replied, "I don't smoke!" Immediately, his face tightened, and he said, "From now on, you are the leader of the Hydra Legion, Captain Red Skull!" His full name is John. Schmidt is known for being stern and ruthless, so you can put it on your sleeve, and I'll deal with the rest, and when necessary, you have to show the prestige of the official and be arrogant! ”

"Don't worry! I'll do this! Hudson replied confidently, "By the way, Captain Red Skull smokes a cigar!" ”

"I don't know, maybe you can ask him yourself?" Lei Rui replied with a smile.

The area appears to be an abandoned community, with abandoned buildings as far as the eye can see, tall and low, crumbling into ruins, and roads that are only slightly cleared and barely accessible to vehicles.

The two didn't wait long, they heard the roar of the car from far and near, the crunch sounded, the German commander gave orders loudly, and the chaotic footsteps came straight here, and a group of German soldiers scattered into a semi-circular encirclement posture, half-crouching with Mauser rifles, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Lei Rui and the two.

James. Hudson reclined beside the crashed plane, smoking his cigar to himself, while Lei Rui stood beside him, as if he were his entourage, looking calmly at the German soldiers who had gathered around.

The commander wore the captain's epaulettes, and the garrison here was only a second-rate local garrison, but this military uniform was still very handsome, he stood still more than ten steps away, his feet were slightly apart, his hands were behind his back, and he asked loudly: "Who are you?" ”

"Where's the local commander?!" Lei Rui shouted and asked, "The captain is here, and he hasn't come to greet him personally?!" ”

"I'm Captain Wagner......"

"This is Captain Schmidt! Captain Red Skull! Lei Rui shouted loudly!

Captain Wagner's eyes flickered with hesitation and hesitation, not knowing what to do, it stands to reason that he should verify the identities of these two people, but the name of Captain Red Skull made him feel a little drummed in his heart. In the German army, there were thousands of captains, but there was only one Red Skull Captain!

That one-of-a-kind Red Skull Captain who can stand with the Führer! The leader of the Hydra Legion, the Führer's most trusted and loyal warrior! It is said that even Marshal Goering and Goebbels would take the initiative to raise their hands when they saw him!

After a moment of silence, Captain Wagner succumbed to Lei Rui's stern gaze, as well as James Wagner. Hudson, who didn't even look at him, snapped his legs together, raised his right hand, and gave a Nazi salute.

Made! Lei Rui cursed in his heart, but he couldn't help himself, and he also returned a Nazi salute, only Hudson was still smoking his cigar, as if he didn't see it.

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Before the first rays of the morning sun have climbed the treetops, the military airport in London's East End is already in full swing.

Located in the U-shaped bay of the River Thames, this military airfield played a vital role in the defense of London, and now with the landing of Allied troops on the French coast and the opening of a second battlefield, it has become one of the rear bases to support the front-line soldiers, and a large number of warplanes take off from here every day, crossing the English Channel, pouring their anger on the heads of the Germans with guns and bombs.

The loud military horn resounded in the sky, and the pilots who had been ready for a long time poured out one after another, rushing to their beloved fighters.

The real Red Skull Captain, John. Schmidt, mingling with the crowd, ran unhurriedly, and he had been tormented to be able to leave London these days. In the end, he decided to come up with a simple and brutal method, directly infiltrate the Allied pilots, and fly the Allied fighters back to Berlin!

Several times he infiltrated London on secret missions, but he escaped unscathed. But this time, the elite personnel of the Hydra Legion brought in, as well as the secret spies lurking in London, were all lost in this operation, and none of them were left, and the spear of destiny that had been obtained was also lost in that inexplicable and mysterious battle, and could not be recovered.

There was only one man left, John. Schmidt found out that there was a big problem, how could he leave London and return to Berlin!

In the past, he never touched these trivial matters, and he had his capable personnel to handle them properly, and if there was a little mistake, he scolded mercilessly, and now he has to do everything himself, and he found that this matter is not simple.

None of the Allied pilots around him noticed him, and as long as the body of the unlucky guy he killed was not found, he would not be found.

He found his Spitfire without incident, and the wings of the plane, marked with downed enemy planes, lined up in three rows, and Schmidt pouted disdainfully and climbed into the cockpit.

"Hey! What about Ensign MacDonald? What's wrong with him? Yesterday he was fine! The ground crew climbed into the cockpit and was about to close the canopy for Schmidt, asking a lot of questions.

"He's sick!" Schmidt replied with an unchanging face, "Emergency, lying in the Lockhard Hospital!" ”

"Oh, poor ensign!" The ground crew closed the canopy and climbed down.

Schmidt didn't care about this trivial episode at all, and according to the instructions, piloted the Spitfire fighter and slowly drove onto the runway.

One by one, the Spitfire took off, circled in the air, and gathered together, flying towards the rising sun.

Less than an hour later, a dark green military jeep made an emergency brake and stopped outside the airport building, Rogers jumped out of the car directly, and under the leadership of the officer on duty at the airport, he came to a corner of the airport building, which is a closed passage, the toilet is basically abandoned, and few people use it, but at the moment there are many people crowded inside, because in the toilet, a naked body was found, and after identification, it was the ace pilot of the Spitfire team, Second Lieutenant McDonald.

On his chest, there was a piece of paper with a few lines written on it:

Tribute to Captain Rogers:

I will be back!

There was no payment, Rogers held this piece of paper in his hand, his face was pale, from the moment he received the notice, he knew that it was Captain Red Skull's doing! He's laid a net all over London, ready to catch him in one fell swoop! But this damn guy had the audacity to kill the Allied pilots, pretend to be pilots, and fly back to Berlin with a big grin!

This is also too arrogant!

Boom!

Rogers was so angry that he slammed his fist into the wall, smashing a fist-sized hole!