"Boom, boom, boom!"

It's like a train rushing towards him, and like a tank about to run over him, and in the captain's induction, a terrifying monster from ancient times, from hell, is carrying unparalleled kinetic energy, crashing towards him.

"Bang!"

A large hole was broken in the wall in front of him, and a giant covered in red with a strange helmet on his head, like an unstoppable tank, rushed indiscriminately.

"What kind of monster is this?"

A trace of solemnity flashed in Steve's eyes, the guy in front of him was different from the previous ones, he didn't feel a particularly strong sense of crisis at all in the front, and it could even be said that there was only the ninja in white, which made his nerves a little nervous, but it was not to the extent of crisis.

However, this humanoid tank really made him feel, threatened, threatened with death.

"Bang!"

Cleanly, although Steve swung his fists as hard as he could, squeezing his strength, but in terms of size, the giants that came rushing were far from him, and the raging and wanton power he carried dwarfed Steve.

Just as soon as he made contact, Steve didn't even do it to stop him, and he was knocked out.

For the first time, this was the first time that Steve had been repelled since he invaded the Trigram Wing, neither the previous assault team, nor the steel-clad Rumlow, nor the ninja in white.

"Ahem!"

Steve propped himself up, he didn't sacrifice his cauldron lid from the collision just now, but his body was covered with armed color, and there was also a profound qigong in his body to support it.

Although the man flew, he was fine.

However, the red giant did not intend to let him go, and when he saw him land safely, he just coughed lightly, a sinister smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and once again unleashed his invincible destructive power to rush towards Steve.

"Bell!"

In the face of a strong opponent, Steve decisively raised his shield, blocked the moment of the fist, and then began to counterattack, jumped up, and kicked the opponent's huge head.

When the body is big, the blow surface will naturally be bigger.

However, what he didn't expect was that even though his feet had turned black, of course, it was only the color of his suit in the eyes of outsiders, but the power of this kick was enough to kick an armed chariot to pieces, but it was not able to shake the red giant.

"Do you know my name?"

The giant grinned, but that smile, like the devil of hell, revealed from the depths of his eyes with madness and violence, made him vicious and terrifying.

"My name, Unstoppable Red Tank!"

The height of the red tank is nearly three meters, in front of him, Steve is like a little child, a punch down, the whole person was directly knocked away, and then he jumped up, jumped to the side, and launched the fist again, like a rainstorm, towards Steve who had not yet gotten up crazy.

"I'm unstoppable!"

From top to bottom, there is a red tank that exudes violence and destruction, like another demolition master, its fist is like a pile driver, pounding and hammering, the ground quickly cracks, and then the cracks get bigger and bigger, and finally even collapse entirely, revealing a huge pothole.

"Give me death!"

The red tank raised his hands high and slammed down, the shock wave spread instantly, and the hall of the building not far away, glass doors and floor-to-ceiling windows, as if they were hit by a storm, were all shattered, and in the big crater in the center, it sank to a depth of nearly a meter.

"Ugly ghost, where are you fighting?"

In the dust, a voice suddenly appeared, making the heart of the red tank, who thought he had solved the opponent, skip a beat.

I saw Steve holding a shield, standing tall and straight, like a green pine, no matter how turbulent the storm was, it would not move a bit, and then continue to be evergreen after the wind and rain!

"Damn!"

Red Tank turned around, his scarlet eyes revealed a piercing ferocity and rage, since he gained this power, he has become more and more tyrannical, killing people without a word has become commonplace for him, and then Hydra found him and wanted to cooperate with him, giving him a stage to unleash his instincts, and he came here.

It was the first time he had encountered an enemy he hadn't dealt with in a single blow.

"Boom, boom!"

With each step, the red tank, which seemed to be thundering, began to run again, and once he launched, he could not stop it, as his name suggests, the red tank.

"Punch!"

Steve put the shield behind him, stood up, and began to swing his fists, and he wouldn't back down.

Whether it was for Frank, who was sneaking in, or for the United States, he couldn't retreat, not even a single step.

He's Steve Rogers, but he's also Captain America.

He may be able to ignore S.H.I.E.L.D., ignore the power disputes and intrigues, but when such an organization falls into the hands of Hydra, he can't sit idly by.

He knew very well what Hydra was for, what they wanted to deprive him of what he had been defending all his life, freedom, freedom that belonged to the people!

Hydra was his enemy, the enemy he had faced seventy years ago, the enemy he had destroyed with his own hands, and he could defeat them once, a second time, and a ninth, until he had all their heads cut off.

Although the giant strong man in front of him looked incomparably powerful, and it gave him an extremely strong pressure, but behind him, the whole United States, he was fearless!

Fist is the fist of the fist, and it is also the fist of the right!

Wang Hao himself has learned a lot, and his system has instilled too many things in him, and he may not have fully practiced it himself, so he is very attentive to teaching others, especially teaching others some strange things, and this interest is more out of a bad taste.

However, this kind of bad taste, sometimes the effect it produces is often unexpected for him.

Chinese martial arts, whether in reality or fantasy works, like to say a kind of thing, called artistic conception, which seems to be very fantasy in the Western view of civilization.

Fist, to have fist intent, sword, to have sword intent.

"This is the soul of a warrior, the fist has no soul, the power is always limited, you may be able to punch through the continent and blow up the planet, but you can't break the hearts of others."

And the captain, what is his fist intent?

Captain America, what he himself represents, is the spirit of freedom in the United States, the freedom that absolutely does not yield to authority, absolutely does not compromise to violence, I was born with my own rights, and I will defend it to the death!

No matter what the others are, but the captain at least absolutely does this, and his fist represents the people's right to freedom.

This punch is called, in the name of the people!