To be honest, when Bucky got out of control, Taras next to him was originally looking forward to it, that is, the Winter Soldier, who is the strongest and unable to fully control, can kill Kyle incorrectly.

But when Kyle saw the strongest mechanical blow against Bucky on the front, Taras's body and mind were poured on a plate of ice water, which was so cold.

That's more than ten times the mechanical boxing of humans! Just take it in a head-on way?

Next, when Taras looked at the Winter Soldier, who was the proud masterpiece of the Red House, and kneaded and bullied back and forth in Kyle's hand as a sandbag, he was completely shocked and speechless.

"What's going on?" Two other senior officials heard the unexpected movement and rushed out of the base gate. They also secretly complained when they saw Kyle fighting against the rampage of winter soldiers.

"Winter Soldier, stop me!" As the person in charge of brainwashing the Winter Soldier, the executive of the Red Room was about to step forward and issue an order to stabilize the Winter Soldier. However, under the gun controlled by Yu Tong's mind, he had no choice but to stop before he could get close to ten meters.

"No one is allowed to get close." Yu Tong stretched out her white and tender little hands, her eyes shining with silver light, and she controlled the situation outside the battle with extraordinary thoughts, and did not allow others to influence Kyle's battle with the Winter Soldier.

Well, it is more like unilateral "bullying".

‘Bang!’

In the central battle, Kyle violently dragged the Winter Soldier's mechanical arm, swung his whole body around the air, and suddenly threw it out with force.

The winter soldier who flew out again had no expression on his face, and his feet landed on the ground, and used his mechanical arms to hold the cement floor tightly. He plowed three traces of ditches backwards on the ground, and barely stopped in a gust of dust.

"The strength is pretty good, I can catch up with Steve." Kyle said with a pertinent evaluation.

Winter Soldier Bucky, his strength is not much different from that of Captain America Steve, who holds the shield. Their physical strength and combat skills are almost the same. The only difference is that one has the Yadman Shield to withstand damage, and the other has the power to attack with a robot arm.

One attacks the other and the other suffers, there is nothing wrong with falling in love and killing each other.

Kyle, no matter whether your attack is strong or not, when it comes to strong attacks, the Black Widow of the Winter Soldier in his eyes is his younger brother and sister.

"Shi, Steve?" When Bucky heard the name, he seemed to recall something. His empty and cold eyes were filled with emotion, and his hands were holding his swelling head and kept talking to himself.

"I know. Even if you forget my name, you won't forget Steve Rogers." Kyle smiled, walked slowly close to Bucky, and continued to guide the story: "Did you forget? Steve is your best friend. You have saved him from the gangsters in the streets of New York, and Steve has also broken into a German factory to rescue you."

Steve's name is like a key, driving Bucky to hold his head and roll back and forth on the ground, and a dusty memory bank is forcibly opening.

When the Red Room executive outside the battle saw this scene, he whispered urgently: "No, the original memory of the Winter Soldier is about to recover."

"With that man here, we can't do anything and we can do nothing." Another senior Norris shook his head and persuaded him.

Kyle looked at Bucky rolling on the ground and continued to approach and said, "You, me, and Steve, during a mission, you dropped off a glacier cliff hundreds of meters high to save Steve."

"Steve, the train driving, the glacier cliff..." Bucky shuddered, his closed eyes suddenly opened. He looked up at Kyle next to him, and his eyes gradually returned to his clear light.

"Welcome back, Sergeant Bucky." Kyle lowered his body and stretched out his palm. Bucky held it heavily with his mechanical left hand and stood up with the help.

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

Major?

Kyle nodded with a weird face. No one has called this title for a long time.

"What, isn't there right?" Bucky scratched his head.

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

"Major General? Wait, do you think the war is over?" Bucky was stunned. During the brainwashing of the Red House, even he didn't know that more than half a year had passed outside.

"I'll tell you on the plane back, and there's something about Steve." Kyle patted Bucky's shoulder comfortably and glanced at the Red House staff around him, "I can kill them for you, how about?"

After the cold words of unconcealedness fell, the armed soldiers and senior officials of the Red House looked pale and stared at Bucky with trembling all over.

Bucky looked at the Red Room executive deeply, shook his head and said, "Forget it. They saved my life. I just treat my brainwashing and controlling my behavior as a reward for them."

When the people in the red house heard this, they sat on the ground with relief.

"Then let's go." Kyle didn't care. He walked out of the base, and Logan Bucky and others followed.

They had just left, and the guns floating in the air in the base lost control of their minds and fell to the ground like rain.

Howard's manpower arranged to return to New York on a transport fighter plane.

"Is that guy Steve actually... Kyle, you ended World World War II?... a superhero of peace symbol?"

Bucky sighed in the face of the new information, sad and surprised. He didn't expect that so many things had happened in the red house in the past six months, and his expression was dazed for a while and had not recovered yet.

Especially, when he knew that Steve had a fighter plane crashed into the ocean, and his life and death were uncertain, he sat in the fighter plane seat and sighed repeatedly.

Logan put Natasha in her unconscious seat, her eyes keen as if she had discovered something, and looked at Kyle's face in surprise, "Boss, your chin..."

"Hmm?" Kyle raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand to wipe it on his chin, and some sticky blood was applied to his fingers.

But it was the tiny wounds caused by Bucky’s boxing before that have not yet healed.

"Sergeant Bucky, right? Your robot is made of sodium carbon steel?" Logan asked Bucky.

"Sodium carbon steel?" Bucky muttered, lifting his left mechanical arm blankly, shaking his head and saying, "It's just made of mechanical parts made of fine steel."

"Then why..." Logan was interrupted by Kyle in the middle of his speech, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Boss, will you be injured, too?" Yu Tong asked curiously. She had seen Kyle injured, but even the huge trauma caused by the nuclear explosion would heal as before in just a few seconds.

"It's just a minor injury." Kyle responded calmly, clenching his fists quietly, his heart not as calm as he seemed.

When he was still at the base of the Red House just now, he found that his self-healing ability had failed - it was not invalid, but was temporarily suppressed by the changes in his body and could not be displayed.

Sure enough, his body had an unaware of major problems after suffering a nuclear explosion in Tokyo.

"After arriving at the airport, Logan, you take them back to the manor first. I'll take a trip to Stark Industry and talk to Howard if you have something to do." Kyle reminded him.

"No problem." Logan nodded.

"Yu Tong, your mind ability can handle Bucky's out of control well. Please pay attention to it." Kyle ordered, walked over and rubbed Yu Tong's little head, and Yu Tong nodded obediently and solemnly.

Kyle didn't know what was wrong with his physical condition, so healing ability failed, so there was no need to say it out to make the people of the Carl family worry for nothing.

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

It was late at night in New York, Stark Industrial Building, the 52nd floor of the medical research classification floor.

The entire floor was quiet, with only Howard, who had changed into a white coat, was busy with medical testing equipment in a brightly lit isolation ward with a tight face.

In the high-end testing medical warehouse, Kyle lies naked in it, his perfect figure is like a craft made of steel, and the green light is back and forth covering and scanning.

Half an hour later.

The medical warehouse was opened, and Kyle, who was inside, stood up as if he was aware of it, putting on a simple shirt cover.

Howard unbuttoned his mask and breathed deeply, stared at Kyle, and said solemnly as ever: "Some detailed chemical inspection data have not been obtained yet, but I probably know your physical condition."

"Tell me." Kyle nodded calmly, without a look of panic on his face.

"Your body is infected with a large amount of nuclear radiation. The radiation value is only one thousandth, which is enough to make ordinary people feel dizzy, fever and other symptoms on the spot. If more than one percent, they can be tortured to death by illness within a few years."

Howard said this and said with a wry smile: "Such a large amount of nuclear radiation values ​​penetrates into the bone marrow. You are still alive now, so you can only describe it as a superhuman."

"But you are indeed 'superman'. Your metabolism is more than five times that of humans. Your super strength, speed, and physical strength are ten times that of humans. It is simply a perfect evolutionary version of humans! This should be the peak of theoretical potential that the Super Soldier Reagent can achieve."

"There is also the incredible self-healing speed. Your blood contains mysterious factor energy. It is precisely because of this that it suppresses and eliminates the nuclear radiation symptoms in your body." Howard was shocked.

Kyle asked with his chin on his back, "That means, my body has no big impact except for losing its ability to heal itself?"

"How could it be?" Howard frowned and shook his head. "The key point is not the disease caused by nuclear radiation. Originally, your super soldier gene had become stable and perfect, but now under the infestation of radiation, it has begun to slowly break, collapse, and try to reorganize."

"I will mutate a second time? Or, potential first time variant?" Kyle pondered.

"Don't you know the seriousness of the problem? You become stronger than you are now and do not lose your natural lifespan, that is what evolution is."

Howard paused and said slowly and arduously: "The genes you are recombining will indeed induce powerful abilities, but before the gene recombination is improved, you will gradually lose your abilities, and even your life - genetic abilities are like floods. Even with the strength of your current dam of superhuman body, it will not last long."

Kyle trembled all over and asked calmly: "How long will it take?"

“In less than a year.”
Chapter completed!