The next morning, the Military Base No. 2 outside New York.

From time to time, military helicopters and transport fighters landed at wide airports. Elite soldiers from all over the United States gathered together, barefoot arms in the sun, talking together with teams one by one, as if preparing to launch a secret war.

A black officer and a middle-aged and elderly general with white hair and beard, stood on the low slope next to the airport, looking up the gradually integrated elite army below.

"General, I'll collect all the soldiers you want. They are all the elites among the elites! Of course, there is also a top-notch one!" The black officer grinned with white teeth and said confidently.

‘Buzz!’

Just then, a military helicopter slowly slid and landed. The soldiers and officers looked up and saw that the cabin door was wide open. A blond young man was sitting in the seat next to the door, his face was indifferent and his hair was crazy. He was obviously a top soldier who was decisive in his decisive battle.

"Amib Bronsky, born in Russia, was seconded from the Royal Marine Corps and the best all-round soldier in the world." The black officer said proudly: "I believe that no one is more suitable to carry out that secret operation than him."

"Joe. Don't talk too quickly. If you know, I successfully invited you last night..."

Before General Pili could finish his words, he saw a private helicopter flying into the airport, with distinctive patterned signs from Stark Industrial and Supernatural Firms on the fuselage.

"He is here, come over quickly." General Pili waved, left the hillside with a slightly excited expression, and jogged into the airport, and wanted to pick the plane up in person.

The black officer was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly set off to follow.

The private helicopter and military helicopter, two of which landed almost at the same time, were also the last group of military elites to be summoned.

In addition, as the convener of this mission, Officer Qiao and General Pili, the person in charge, appeared in a hurry to pick up the plane, which caused surprise and attention from many soldiers on the field.

As soon as Emib jumped out of the cabin with a shoulder bag on his back, he saw the famous General Pili coming here. Even if he tried his best to be determined, he was secretly surprised.

"General!" Emib stood up and saluted respectfully, but General Pili just nodded slightly, passed by him quickly, and faced the private helicopter that was landing on the ground.

The cabin there opened, and a silver-haired young man walked down slowly, wearing only a casual outfit with a hood, and yawned boredly, unlike being called to fight, but more like coming for vacation.

But when he appeared, the airport of the entire military base suddenly became quiet, and the soldiers and officers on the field opened their mouths, showing shock and excitement.

It’s like seeing a living legendary figure coming out of the precious military documentary archives!

After contacting the email owner last night, Kyle left Yutong at the new company in New York and came to the base alone with Venom and Weiss to invite him.

As soon as he left the helicopter cabin, he saw an old general coming over and asked, "Are you General Pili?"

"General Pili, that's just a nickname given to him by others."

General Pili held Kyle's hand tightly, his posture was low, and his eyes were red, looking directly at him, "Mr. Kyle. My name is Ross Taylor. You can call me Ross. I am Joseph Taylor's son."

"Joseph's son?"

Kyle was stunned for a moment, and a scene of a training session between a recruit and a fighting instructor in the sunset flashed through his mind more than 60 years ago.

He sighed, "I haven't seen you for a long time. Joseph is in good health now?"

"Father, he passed away twenty years ago." General Ross' eyes were slightly red, and he looked at Kyle sincerely and said, "Before he passed away, he often said your name in confusion. Unfortunately, he couldn't contact you at that time, so he couldn't see you for the last time."

Kyle didn't say much, patted General Ross on the shoulder comfortably and sighed softly.

This is the ordinary human being, birth, old age, sickness and death are all normal.

Kyle and General Ross talked and walked towards the base's office.

The black officer was still standing in a daze at the airport. From the moment he saw Kyle appear, he was like the soldiers around him, in a dreamy state of loss.

He actually invited the symbol of peace - is this so-called secret mission to destroy a country?!

"Symbol of Peace." Emib clenched his fists quietly, a layer of dull haze dyed in his eyes, and he was as proud as if he had to bow his head at this time.

No matter how far you reach in the army, even if you are at the world's top soldier level, there is a brand new height above this level. No soldier can catch up or even touch, and you can only look up high.

Inside the general's office.

After Kyle sat down in the chair, General Ross closed the door, took out a confidential document from the drawer, and handed it to him.

Kyle didn't be polite to him, and opened the file and read it. It was covered with information about a young man and a thick stack of confidential files.

"What you are holding now is Bruce Banner's personal profile and the confidential archives of the Hulk incident."

General Ross briefly explained: "Bruce Banner, who was originally a professor of biology at Culver University, handled biological cell technology enhancement projects. Later, due to an unexpected biotech accident in the laboratory, he was subjected to a large amount of radiation from gamma radiation, and his body changed and turned into the extremely powerful green creature in the video last night. We call it the 'Hulk'!"

Kyle flips back the documents, with a large number of pictures behind it, describing the size of the army and where and when to fight the Hulk.

The battles of all sizes were all defeated by the military! In the picture, both tanks and fighter planes were kneaded and torn into a pile of scrap copper and iron without exception!

General Ross continued: "After several failed attempts to capture, the Hulk disappeared. During these four years, the military suspected that he had returned to his human form and hid in a corner of the world."

"You are so anxious to contact me because you found someone?" Kyle smiled and said judgingly.

"That's right." General Ross nodded and said solemnly: "Two days ago, an old man bought a bottle of beverage from Brazil in a supermarket in New York. He died on the spot after eating. The doctor detected a very high gamma radiation content from that beverage. After two days of sending people to investigate, I was sure that the Hulk was hiding in Brazil! I have basically confirmed the specific address!"

"Just find someone." Kyle nodded, put down the document, and looked at General Ross and asked, "Are you sure that this mission will follow my instructions throughout the whole process?"

"Of course!" General Ross nodded simply.

"Okay. Now, I'll tell my first order."

Kyle said in a deep voice: "For this mission, all combat personnel are listed as logistics, and ordinary people who may be affected by evacuation and guidance."
Chapter completed!