A training ground littered with the shattered, torn metal dummies. The air was hot and smelled of ozone and scorched metal.
A dull sound, the heavy thud of a body hitting the floor, echoed as Nolan easily sidestepped a flurry of fists and kicks. He knocked Bucky to the ground. Nolan's sharp, iron-hard fingertips left several new, shallow claw marks on the polished plating of Bucky's mechanical arm.
The next moment, Bucky, breathing heavily, adjusted his posture in mid-air with difficulty. He twisted, landing hard, his knees hitting the padded floor with a soft sound. Sweating profusely, Bucky braced himself on one knee, his jaw tight, planning to launch another attack.
Nolan, turning his gaze slightly toward the entrance, suddenly waved his palm.
"Bucky, pause for a moment. David has something to do with me."
"This hour-long battle has completely exhausted your energy. Remember to eat more Grox steaks to replenish your nutrition. Oh, and if you want to try the canned Ambull in the supply room, remember to find Reditus and have him build a flamethrower. You'll need to roast it at full power for several hours before eating it."
With a smile on his face, Nolan walked towards the edge of the training ground without looking back. The two-meter-tall David was standing there, waiting quietly.
Bucky, whose breathing gradually became calmer, stared at Nolan's tall figure disappearing. He breathed a long sigh of relief and sat down heavily on the cold padded floor.
He curled his back slightly. His flesh-and-blood arm, sore with deep muscle ache, rested on his knees, as if he never wanted to move again. At the same time, drops of sweat the size of peas continued to fall from his forehead, gradually wetting the pitted metal floor nearby.
"Why do I feel that after waking up, nothing I encounter is normal? You need a flamethrower to eat a can? Has time developed to such an advanced level?"
"Also, Nolan's physical fitness and strength are too abnormal. Why do I remember Reditus accidentally saying that the captain's body has not yet completed development?"
"Sigh. Times have changed. An outdated old man like me should just watch more Korean drama"
Bucky, his eyes glazed with exhaustion, sat on the empty training field and muttered to himself, occasionally letting out a sigh.
In the passage outside the training ground, Nolan, a smile on his face, slowly walked up to David. He casually took the towel handed to him to wipe his sweat and asked softly, "David, is something wrong?"
David, whose metal back was slightly stooped, shook his metal head. Its eyes flashed with a faint blue light, and it raised two metal fingers toward Nolan.
"My lord, it's two things. The situation in the Japanese incident has gradually fermented. Due to the hard work of the Yashida family, the remaining local Hydra spies and the escaped Hydra soldiers have been completely eliminated. The destruction of Madam Hydra's faction has completely aroused great vigilance in the European and American Hydra factions."
"The Hydra Agents who fought with S.H.I.E.L.D. agents on the European battlefield are forcefully evacuating and shrinking their scope of activities, even at the cost of casualties and loss of profits. It seems the death of Madam Hydra has frightened the opponent's core executives."
"Hydra personnel disguised as S.H.I.E.L.D. agents in the Americas have launched an investigation with the help of official forces. Their target is Tony Stark, the apparent owner of the Iron man armor."
At this time, David, whose eyes flashed blue slightly, paused. It said to Nolan, who was listening carefully:
"The above is the first thing. The next thing is closely related to Tony Stark. A Slavic scientist named Ivan Vanko used technology similar to Iron Man's to attack a car race in Morocco. Stark was not killed, and Ivan Vanko was arrested by the local police after being seriously injured."
"However, Vanko was announced in official news a few days ago to have died in a prison fire. In reality, he is currently enjoying VIP treatment given by Justin Hammer in a laboratory facility belonging to Hammer Industries in California. A good opportunity to defeat a rival, of course, a qualified capitalist will not let it go easily, not to mention that Ivan Vanko seems to have mastered the technology that belongs to Iron Man."
After listening to the series of reports from David, Nolan frowned, his smile gradually disappearing. He took a deep breath.
His cyan wolf eyes stared at David as he sneered, "These Hydra cowards? They are nothing but useless thugs who prey on the weak and run from anyone stronger. I actually thought they would tear each other apart in Europe."
The words had just fallen when David shook his metal head slightly. Its mechanical voice seemed to contain a hint of helplessness:
"My lord, the middle and low-level personnel of Hydra are all brainwashed fanatical believers, but that does not mean that their high-level commanders are also fools. As the incident in Japan ferments, my strategy of 'suppressing fire' is being seen through."
Nolan nodded slightly, frowning. He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly asked David, "Is Tony Stark back?"
"My Lord, he just came back. It may be because Stark Industries' stock price fell too much due to the attack. Oh, I took a look at the internal documents of his company. CEO Pepper Potts plans to use the Stark Expo, which has been prepared for many years, to raise the stock price of Stark Industries."
David's eyes flashed blue light a few times as he reported to Nolan in detail.
The next moment, Nolan licked his fangs with the tip of his tongue and smiled slightly.
He narrowed his cyan wolf eyes and whispered to David, "David, keep an eye on any movements of Ivan Vanko and Stark himself, and tell me immediately when the Stark Expo opens. At the same time, check the operation of the Valkyrie transporter and be ready to take off at any time."
"My Lord, do you want to capture Ivan Vanko as an assistant to Reditus? Or do you plan to make friends with Tony Stark?"
Hearing Nolan's order, David slightly moved his metal head. Its mechanical voice seemed full of doubts.
"Make friends? No, I just plan to steal their technology and see if Reditus can make reasonable use of it."
"Besides, I also plan to help the billionaire, Iron Man, superhero Mr. Stark find some new life goals."
Nolan, squinting his eyes, gradually revealed a ferocious smile. The sharp fangs bared his lips.
"Bucky is not the only one who has a blood feud with Hydra."
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