In the empty military airfield, Steve was faintly surrounded by two personnel carriers and a company of soldiers.

He looked at Major Harper, who was slowly retreating, and his bright blue eyes gradually dimmed a little.

The surrounding U.S. troops scattered the queue little by little, keeping a distance of less than thirty meters from Steve, the assault rifle in his hand hanging behind him, and at the same time, removing a special firearm with a slightly shorter length and a shape closer to a submachine gun from the outer padlock of the tactical backpack.

More than a dozen special operations soldiers, whose qi and blood were obviously many times more vigorous than ordinary people, regressed to the end of the ranks, as if they were preparing something.

"Captain Steve, I'm very sorry, but please understand and cooperate."

Major Harper's words were earnest, he raised his hands high, palms facing outward, as if to calm the scene, Steve looked at him calmly, carrying the bag in his left hand, the fist of his right hand clenched and released, and his gaze became colder and colder.

"You have been very uncooperative in your missions in recent years, and even openly refused orders issued by the military many times, I believe you understand, resist military orders!"

"What a serious act, the intelligence services intercepted a series of information, suspecting that you were instigated by Soviet spies."

Steve gritted his teeth and let go of the army-green nylon equipment bag in his hand, which contained a combat uniform with some vibranium armor, and a puff of loess smoke smashed on the ground, like a drop of water, and fell into the calm lake.

Major Harper's Adam's apple squirmed unconsciously, sweat faintly appeared on his forehead, and he suddenly shouted in a high-pitched voice: "I hope you accept our 'protection' and go to a safe place to cooperate with the investigation!" ”

Syllable!

Nearly a company was formed, and the American soldiers armed to the teeth pointed their silver-gray guns at Steve Rogers, and Major Harper's last words raised his voice in a strange tone, while his raised hands clapped together vigorously.

Bang bang bang.

A salvo, hundreds of specially made bullets hit Steve from all angles, Major Harper has been trying to create an atmosphere of conversation and communication, but he didn't even give him a chance to talk back, but had already prepared to release the code and immediately fire.

Steve Rogers' nervous reaction speed was not at all something that these ordinary soldiers could keep up with, although he was a little caught off guard by such a decisive and ruthless attack by the military, and instantly dodged the sharp needle bullets that were dense and pierced into the ground inches deep.

Seeing Steve running and dodging, the armed company quickly divided into seven or eight teams, constantly moving and interspersing, ensuring that at least four directions could suppress the target's firepower, and the tactical space of about 30 meters won them a momentary opportunity to continue firing.

Steve didn't spare his hand, changed his position, took his shield back, and fired at a group of American soldiers at an angle, a specially made bullet made for him with a triangular pyramid-like needle, more than a finger long, and fired with the same primer explosion as gunpowder bullets.

When hit on an ordinary person, it was no different from a large-caliber rifle bullet, and four or five soldiers were pierced through the chest and killed instantly.

The besieging team retreated rapidly to expand the range, and at the same time, there were constantly soldiers who were killed by the shield block, and the military airfield in the mountains and forests, empty and lacking cover, made him have to choose only one direction to break through.

Boom Boom!

Steve Rogers was full of energy, holding a shield on his head, and flew over a distance of more than ten meters in one step, like a heavy armored vehicle that accelerated to the extreme, crashing into the combat team that had not retreated with rumbling power.

The sound of cracked bones came one after another, and five or six soldiers were knocked into the air more than ten meters away like rag dolls, their limbs twisted indiscriminately, and their mouths vomited blood from time to time, and they seemed to be dead.

Steve finally rushed in the direction of the dense mountain forest with a barbed wire wall to the east, and into the mountains, there was no longer a means to restrain him.

Airplanes. Airplanes. Airplanes.

Originally, he thought it was the staff in charge of the ground staff at the airport, but he was already ready, pulled up a hidden wrench on the ground, and lifted two huge vertical sonic cannon barrels more than two meters high from the dug tunnel, and turned on the high-frequency sonic attack at Steve's maximum power.

Since the inception of World War II, the SSR has been researching new and powerful weapons and equipment that can damage or affect super individual forces.

The sonic cannon was also very crude and huge, requiring even the smallest model to be moved by two or three ordinary soldiers.

Steve instantly felt a sharp pain like an explosion in his eardrums, and there were faint circles of sound waves in the air, and he erected his shield in front of him, and the pressure was greatly reduced.

With a slam of body, he was shot several times in the back, and the thick triangular pyramidal needle bullet pushed the unknown liquid into his body.

Rumble! Rumble!

Steve threw out his shield and ejected the sonic cannon barrel that had only delayed him for a few seconds, his whole body stirred, and his heart pumped out majestic qi and blood.

Controlling the peristalsis of the muscles and fascia of his body, he flicked open the needle that had penetrated deep into the flesh and squeezed out part of the yellowish liquid from the blood hole.

"Quick! Fast! ”

Major Harper shouted, the special operations team that had previously hidden behind the team was finally ready, and this period of electric and flint battle was only a few dozen seconds, according to the initial battle plan, buying them time.

The four tallest and most muscular team members, each carrying a small sonic cannon weighing hundreds of kilograms, blasted at Captain Rogers from four angles, who had just taken the shield in the middle.

Eight special alloy chains as thick as children's arms burst through the air, the heads of which were three barbed grappling hooks, and the sound of cutting through the air at high speed was drowned out by the rumbling roar of four sonic cannons, and the head was stabbed at Steve.

"Hoha."

Steve held the shield and lowered his body slightly, protecting one side of his head and face, bearing a part of the sonic impact that was not covered by the shield, parrying and swinging several alloy grappling hooks, but was hooked by one of them on the left calf, and a strong and tall bald member of the special combat team shouted and pulled desperately.

These twelve so-called special operators are the first batch of team members to be injected with replica super soldier serum, and the first mission they performed was to capture the World War II hero who "betrayed" the military, Captain Rogers.

Steve's calf hurt, he shook his body by being dragged, gritted his teeth and steadied his footsteps, letting the bald super soldier's head and face flush, and he couldn't pull it even with all his strength, squatting down and smashing the shield in his right hand, and the sonorous sparks splashed everywhere, cutting the chain of the grappling hook.

His eyes grew blood-red, his head was hit by the continuous sound waves, and the remaining chains continued to be ejected, and the ordinary soldiers, who still had the ability to fight, continued to wander around to the angle that the shield could not cover and shoot at Steve.

More and more conical needle bullets hit Steve's body, and the grappling hooks clasped his arms, shoulders, and thighs one by one, and several super soldiers twisted their bodies, wrapping chains tightly around their shoulders or waists, dragging them tightly.

Finally, the needle bullet on his body had an effect, and Steve roared, his neck and forehead bruised, and his handsome face was more hideous than he had ever been.

He gradually felt the power slip away, and the two super soldiers dragged a chain that was re-fastened into the flesh of his left leg, stepping back step by step, pulling Steve's body to his knees like a tug-of-war.

He stiffened his spine and stared at Major Harper, who had finally dared to step out of the crowd.

Steve had four alloy grappling hooks on his body, and blood was gurgling in the bloody hole the thickness of his thumb, and he no longer had the mental strength to control his body to close his muscles and stop bleeding and detoxify.

"Captain Rogers, you're really a little scary, theoretically each of them shouldn't be weaker than you, at least not too weak, and this super-concentrated anesthetic, as long as—"

Bang!

Harper's voice stopped abruptly, half of his waist without shoulders and skull, staggered and paused for a few seconds, and slammed on the ground, Harper was not dead, but the blood kept gushing out of his throat, making him speechless anymore.

Steve finally threw out the shield angrily, blocking the waist and cutting off Harper's body, the shield was deeply embedded in the armored car dozens of meters behind, and the red and blue American five-star logo was completely stained red by blood.

"Ho. Ha! ”

In the end, Steve burst out all his energetic energy like a dead will, a faint reddish torrent surrounded him, his eyes were completely blood-red, and everyone present could feel a wave of heat spurting on his face from a distance of more than ten meters.

He didn't care at all about the pain on his arm, the steel claw into the flesh and the pain in the flesh, circled twice, grabbed the chain, pulled the super soldier who was dragging his left arm over, and punched his head in the head, shattering his head.

He then pulled the tall headless corpse out, smashed over the two super soldiers who were dragging their calves, and was about to get out of control.

Bang bang bang.

The sound of continuous shooting sounded again, and the soldiers shivered in their mouths, mechanically pulled the trigger, changed the magazine, and did not dare to stop for a moment until they had exhausted all the anesthetic bullets they were equipped with.

They watched as Steve Rogers' body grew like a sampan full of spikes, still thundering up and scuffling with seven or eight super soldiers.

It seemed like a long time before Steve finally felt like a burden to hold his eyelids, and there were four or five super soldiers lying beside him with severely deformed chests and necks.

The last few still didn't dare to come forward even though they looked at Steve Rogers, who was crumbling and no longer conscious.

Until Steve finally fell to the ground with a bang, completely silent.

(End of chapter)