Chapter 126： Kel's End

Chapter 126 Kyle's End

To be honest, when Baki lost control, the next Taras originally had a glimmer of hope, that is, the winter soldier who had the strongest red house and could not fully control it, could kill Kyle wrongly.

Can see Kyle's strongest anti-Baki's strongest mechanical strike, Taras's mind and body image was poured on a plate of ice water, wow cool and cool.

That is a dozen times of mechanical boxing for humans! Just so hard?

Next, when Taras looked at the winter soldier who was a masterpiece of the red house, he used it as a sandbag to knead and bully in Kyle's hands. He was completely shocked and could not speak.

"What happened?" The other two high-level personnel heard the unexpected movement and rushed to the base outside the door. They visually saw that Kyle was secretly complaining when he was fighting against the winter soldiers.

"Winter soldiers, give me a hand!" Red house executives, as the person in charge of brainwashing the winter soldiers, must go forward and give orders to stabilize the winter soldiers, but under the guns controlled by the rain, they are not close to the ten Mi has no choice but to stop.

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Well, it is more like a unilateral ‘bullying’.

‘Hey! ’

In the central battle, Kyle violently dragged the mechanical arm of the winter soldier, and the whole person picked up a circle in the air and threw it out with a powerful force.

Once again, the winter soldiers who flew out were expressionless, and their feet landed. With the mechanical arm gripping the concrete floor, they plowed three grooves on the ground, and the dust flew in the body.

"The strength is not bad, they are all on Steve." Kyle gave a pertinent evaluation.

Winter Becky, the strength and the shield of the US captain Steve is not much difference, the two body strength and combat skills are almost the same. The only difference is that one has a good resistance to the Ademan Shield and one has a mechanical arm to attack.

One attack and one attack, there is nothing wrong with killing each other.

Kyle can be strong or not, no matter how strong your attack is. When it comes to storm, the US team's winter widow and black widow are brothers and sisters in his eyes.

"History, Steve?" Baki heard the name, and suddenly seemed to recall what was happening. The hollow and indifferent eyes were emotional, and his hands were holding his painful head and talking to himself.

"I know. Even if you forget my name, you won't forget Steve Rogers." Kyle smiled and slowly walked closer to Baki, continuing to lead the narrative: "Have you forgotten? Sty The husband is your best friend. You saved him from the mix in the streets of New York. Steve also rescued you from the German factory."

Steve's name is like a key, driving Baki to hold his head, constantly rolling back and forth on the ground, and the dusty memory is forcibly opened.

The Red Room executives outside the war situation saw this scene and whispered eagerly: "Not good, the original memory of the Winter Soldier has recovered quickly."

"There is a man, we can't do anything, can't do anything." Another high-level Norris shook his head and persuaded.

Kyle looked at Bucky, who was rolling on the ground, and continued to approach and said, "You and me, and Steve, when the three of us were performing a mission, you fell out of the high-speed train to save Steve. A glacier cliff hundreds of meters high."

"Steve, the train, the glacier cliff..." Baki screamed, his closed eyes slammed open, and he looked up at Kyle next to him, his eyes gradually returning to lucid radiance.

"Welcome back, Sergeant Baki." Kyle lowered his body and reached out his palm. Baki held it with his left hand and stood up with help.

His first words made everyone around him stunned. "Mr. Kyle, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Major?

Kyle nodded with a strange face. This name has been called for a long time.

"Why, isn't it right?" Baki scratched his head.

Rogan took Natasha and walked over and explained: "The boss has been promoted to a major general for a long time. Of course, he has applied for retirement after the war."

"Little general? Wait, you said that the war is over?" Bucky stayed, and during the brainwashing of the Red House, he didn't even know that it had been more than half a year outside.

"Go back to the plane and tell you, there is something about Steve." Kyle comforted and patted Bucky's shoulder and glanced around the red house staff. "I can help you kill them, how?"

The undisguised cold words fell, and the armed soldiers and high-level personnel of the Red House were pale and staring at Bucky.

Baki looked at the red room executives deeply and shook his head and said, "Forget it. They saved my life and treated my brainwashing behavior. It was the reward I gave them back."

The people in the red house listened to the soft, relaxed and sitting on the ground.

"Then let's go." Kyle did not care, stepped out of the base to leave, Roganbaki and others followed.

Shortly after they left, the firearms suspended in the air in the base lost control of their minds, such as rain falling on the ground.

Howard’s manpower was arranged to return to New York’s transport plane.

"Yes. Steve's guy actually... Kyle, have you terminated the World War II?... the superhero of the peace symbol?"

Baki faced a new message for a while, but also sad and surprised. I didn't expect that I had been in the red house for more than half a year. So many things happened, and the half of my feelings will not recover.

In particular, when he knew that Steve was driving into the ocean with a fighter jet, and even the disappearance of the fighters was not enough, the whole person stayed in the seat of the fighter and sighed again and again.

Rogan put the stunned Natasha in his seat, his eyes sharply like what he found, and looked at Kyle's face in a strange way. "Boss, your chin..."

"Well?" Kyle raised his eyebrows and reached for a touch of chin. A little thick blood was applied to his fingers.

It was before that the tiny wounds caused by Bucky's boxing had not healed.

"Sergeant Bucky is right. Your robot is the material of sodium carbon steel?" Rogan asked Baki.

“Sodium carbon steel?” Baki, slammed his left arm and shook his head and said, “It’s just a mechanical part made of stainless steel.”

"Then why..." Rogan said halfway, he was interrupted by Kyle. "Do not worry, I am fine."

"Boss, are you going to get hurt?" Rainy curiously asked, she had seen Kyle injured, but even the huge trauma caused by the nuclear explosion, it will be cured in just a few seconds.

"It’s just a minor injury." Kyle calmly responded, his fists clenched quietly, and his heart was far less calm.

When he was still in the red house base, he found that his self-healing ability had failed—not invalidation, but was temporarily suppressed by the physical changes, and could not be revealed.

really. His body, after being subjected to a nuclear explosion in Tokyo, had a big problem that could not be known.

"After arriving at the airport, Rogan took them back to the manor. I went to Stark Industries and had a conversation with Howard," Kyle said.

"No problem." Rogan nodded.

"Rain, the ability to think can be very good to deal with Baki's out of control situation, you pay attention to it." Kyle commanded, walked over the small head of the rain, the rainy and solemn dagger.

Kyle still doesn't know what problems have arisen in his physique, so that his ability to heal is ineffective, so there is no need to say that the people of the Carl family are worried.

And he himself must let Howard find out the root cause of the problem as soon as possible!

It is late at night in New York, Stark Industrial Building, 52nd Floor Medical Research Classification.

A whole floor was quiet, only Howard, who was replaced by a white coat, in a well-lit isolation ward, his face was tightly manipulated to test medical equipment, and he was busy testing.

In the high-end inspection medical warehouse, Kyle is lying naked in it, the perfect figure is like the crafts made of steel, and the green light is back and forth to cover the scan.

After half an hour.

The medical warehouse opened, and the inner Kyle seemed to get up and put on a simple and plain shirt set.

Howard's deep vomiting of the open hood, watching Kyle, said with unprecedented dignity: "Now some detailed chemical data has not yet been obtained, but I probably know your physical condition."

"Let's talk." Kyle nodded calmly, with no flustered look on his face.

"In your body, a lot of nuclear radiation is infested. This radiation value, as long as one thousandth is enough, is enough for ordinary people to have symptoms such as dizziness and fever on the spot. If it is more than one percent, it will be sick in a few years. Torture to death."

Howard said here, smiled and said: "There is a lot of nuclear radiation values ​​going deep into the bone marrow. You are still alive and can only be described by superhumans."

"But you are indeed a 'superman'. The metabolism is more than five times that of human beings. The super strength, speed and physical strength are ten times that of human beings. It is a perfect evolution of human beings! This should be the theoretical potential peak of the super soldier's reagents. ”

"There is an incredible speed of self-healing. Your blood contains mysterious factors. It is because of this that it suppresses the radiation sickness in your body." Howard is stunned.

Kyle held his chin and asked, "That is to say, my body has not had a big impact except for the loss of self-healing ability?"

"How is it possible." Howard frowned and shook his head. "The focus is not on the path caused by nuclear radiation. The original super soldier's gene has been in a stable state of perfection, but now under the radiation, it starts slowly. Break, crash, try to reorganize."

“Do I have a second variation? Or, a potential first variant?” Kyle sinks.

"I don't know the seriousness of the problem. You become stronger than now, and you don't break the natural life. That is evolution."

Howard paused, slowly and arduously said: "The genes you are reorganizing will indeed induce strong performance. Before the reorganization of genetic recombination, you will gradually lose power and even life - genetic ability is like It’s a flood that floods, even if it’s the strength of the dam of your superhuman body, it won’t last long.”

Kyle trembled and asked calmly: "How long is it?"

"Not less than a year."

Howard's words, like the death of God, declare the end of Kyle's life.

(End of this chapter)