Become a Homelander and a Marvel superstar

"Whoa..." Sam whistled. "Sounds fair. We're three of us too, three against three."

"Don't underestimate him, rookie," Natasha warned. "I've fought the Winter Soldier, and I still have a bullet hole in my waist. He can snap your neck before you blink."

Steve stared at the map, his brow furrowed.

He looked at Fury with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"Chief Fury, I don't understand."

"Hydra has been lurking in S.H.I.E.L.D. for decades, building an empire right under your nose without your knowledge."

"And now..." Steve pointed to the detailed intelligence, "...you know everything about their operations? You even know about this secret brainwashing base?"

"This information is so detailed, it's like... someone deliberately fed it to you."

The atmosphere in the room froze instantly.

Sam and Clint both looked at Fury.

Indeed, the contrast is too great.

Fury was silent for two seconds.

He took off his sunglasses, and a complex light flashed in his single eye.

"I have my own channels, Captain."

"While Hydra thought they had everything under control, I also planted my own spies."

"Hydra isn't the only one in this world that knows how to infiltrate."

"You don't need to know where the intelligence comes from." Fury tapped the table. "We have to take action."

Steve paused for a few seconds before speaking.

"Alright, Fury. Hopefully your intelligence is accurate."

"Don't worry, Captain." Fury straightened his trench coat collar. "Good luck."

……

Half an hour later.

A black SUV sped along the highway leading to the suburbs of New York.

Natasha was in the driver's seat, speeding along while observing Steve through the rearview mirror.

Steve sat in the back, holding that old-fashioned flip phone, dialing a number.

"Who are you calling?" Natasha asked. "If it's that blond megalomaniac, I suggest you put it on speakerphone. I want to hear how he's mocking Fury."

"Not Anthony."

Steve waited for the connection to be established.

"beep--"

"Feed? Captain?" Ashley's slightly surprised voice came from the other end of the phone. "At this time, you should be enjoying a well-deserved vacation, right?"

"The holidays are over, Ashley," Steve's voice was deep. "I have plans."

"An operation?" Ashley's tone immediately became alert. "Official? Or...private?"

"It's private, but I need to make it official." Steve glanced at the trees rushing past the window. "I'm with some friends on my way to the Erie Hydroelectric Station up in upstate New York. There's a Hydra group there; they kidnapped a member of the Security Council."

"My God..." Ashley gasped. "This is big news! I'll let Mr. Homelander know. He just got back from Paris and is in a good mood."

"Thank you, Ashley." Steve hesitated for a moment. "I do need help... I have a bad feeling about this."

"A bad feeling?"

“This time it’s not just Hydra.” Steve’s eyes dimmed for a moment. “There might be—…an old friend of mine. I want to handle this personally, and if possible, don’t let Anthony get involved. You know his temper; I don’t want to waste my time piecing together my friends.”

"I understand." Ashley, being quite shrewd, immediately grasped Steve's unspoken meaning. "You want to catch up?"

"Say what you want."

"Yes, Captain. Since you've asked, we'll give you the best treatment."

"Thanks."

Steve breathed a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.

Sam, in the passenger seat, turned around, his face filled with disbelief: "Captain, were you just calling Vought? Are you really going to turn this into a business operation?"

"Times have changed, Sam." Steve put his phone in his pocket. "Sometimes, a spotlight is more protective than a shield."

"Well, I never thought I'd hear Captain America say 'times have changed'..." Natasha joked. "Walt has successfully piqued my curiosity."

……

The Yili Hydroelectric Power Station.

This is a colossal structure built during the Cold War, hidden deep within a dense forest.

The massive concrete dam, like a gray tombstone, cuts off the rushing river.

"It looks very quiet."

Natasha observed the entrance through her binoculars. "There are only four sentries, and the shift changes very infrequently. It doesn't look like they're holding important hostages."

"I have a bad feeling." Steve tightened his belt on his shield. "Since Pierce dared to let Furycha here, who knows what kind of welcoming ceremony he's prepared."

"Whatever the ceremony is." Sam spread his mechanical wings. "It's just a matter of kicking a few more butts."

"action."

The three of them sneaked in like ghosts.

The cleanup of the surrounding area went exceptionally smoothly.

Although the guards were well-equipped, they were taken down by the Avengers before they could even sound the alarm.

Natasha stunned a guard with a Black Widow sting and dragged him into the bushes.

They advanced all the way to the core area, which was a huge underground reservoir that had been converted into temporary prison cells.

Four board members dressed in suits were tied to chairs, their mouths gagged, and they looked terrified.

"There it is," Sam pointed down.

"etc."

Steve suddenly reached out and stopped Sam, who was about to spread his wings and swoop down.

His gaze was fixed on the depths of the shadows.

"Come out," Steve said in a deep voice. "I know you're there."

The silence lasted for three seconds.

"Click, click, click."

Heavy footsteps echoed from the darkness.

three people.

The man in the lead wore the iconic half-face mask, his left arm gleaming with a cold, silvery metallic light.

Bucky Barnes, the Winter Soldier.

Behind him followed two burly men with equally empty and cold eyes.

They didn't have metal arms, but their oppressive aura and murderous intent were exactly the same as Bucky's.

Steve looked at the steel-armed warrior and felt a surge of excitement.

"Bucky?" he called out tentatively.

The Winter Soldier didn't react at all; he simply raised his semi-automatic pistol and pointed it at his former best friend.

"What do we do now?" Sam asked.

"What else can we do?" Steve raised his shield, his eyes hardening. "A head-on confrontation."

"Do it!!"

boom--!

The three Winter Warriors also launched their attack simultaneously.

"I'll take care of Bucky!"

Steve roared and charged at Bucky.

The shield and the metal arm collided violently, producing a deafening roar.

Sam spread his wings and took off. "I'm going to rescue the hostages!"

However, he had only flown halfway into the air.

One of the unfamiliar super soldiers suddenly leaped into the air, reaching an astonishing height of ten meters, the same as Sam's current flight altitude!

"What?!" Sam exclaimed in surprise, quickly dodging to the side.

The soldier grabbed Sam's ankle in mid-air, used the momentum to swing, and mounted Sam.

Then he reached out and grabbed the falcon's wing, preparing to tear the falcon backpack's balance system apart.

"Warning! Left wing damaged! Warning!"

Sam lost his balance, but he reacted quickly, doing a somersault in the air in an attempt to shake off his opponent.

But that soldier was ruthless. He pulled out a dagger and plunged it deep into the turbine engine of the Falcon flight backpack!

"boom!!"

The engine exploded.

Black smoke billowed up.

Sam and his backpack crashed heavily to the ground, sliding for more than ten meters until they came to a stop in a corner.