Knight of the Ring in American comics

"Okay, where do we start?"

After a night's sleep, Crowe became energetic again and asked Natasha who was making preparations. Apart from understanding the general story of the matter, Crowe didn't know anything else.

"Captain and the others have retrieved Sam's preparations and are now rushing back. As for Fury, he said that the informant has stopped exchanging information with him, and it is very likely that he has been exposed."

"Are we back to being blind now?"

"No, our next step is to directly attack the base where the flying motherships are stored and completely destroy them."

"Where's Zemo? What to do with that guy?"

Seeing Natasha who had already arranged most of the plans, Crowe wanted to ask her how she planned to deal with Baron Zemo.

Natasha glanced at Crowe and said to him with a smile.

"Wherever the captain appears, he will appear there, and the team of steel monsters under his command will be yours."

"Well, it's just a matter of one blow anyway."

Crowe shrugged. Anyway, these are a group of ordinary Hora. The upper limit is there. No matter how strong they are, it's just a matter of one more chop.

"By the way, there's something I forgot to tell you. You'd better use your disguised identity to follow us this time."

"What do you mean?"

Crowe couldn't turn his head for a moment and didn't respond to what Natasha said.

"It's your robe and your blue dragon-shaped armor."

Natasha pointed to the black robe hung by Crowe on the coat rack and embroidered with red auspicious clouds.

"Can I ask why?"

Crowe frowned and said, Cross-Z can deal with super criminals, but it is a bit difficult to deal with Hora, and there is no effective way to remove them back to the demon world.

"The impact of this mission will be very large. After all, as an organization directly under the jurisdiction of the World Security Council, it is the largest base of Hydra. This alone is enough for them to strictly examine everyone involved in this incident. Already..."

"So if I show up with my real identity, they will definitely find out, so I need to disguise myself."

"That's right. From what I know about you, you don't seem like the kind of person who exposes himself to everyone, so if your identity is not exposed, it's best to appear in disguise."

Natasha sighed. Although the captain was a super soldier and had been injected with a similar serum, it did not mean that they could deal with that number of monsters, let alone Zemo hired a group of veteran mercenaries.

"This is a really big problem."

Crowe bit his nails, thinking what to do? Because when Natasha asked him to use Cross-Z to deal with Steel Hora, the system that had been dead for a long time bubbled up again.

[Challenge Mission: Special Means

Mission introduction: You should try not to use soul steel swords and armors, but to use armor from another world to hunt down a group of Hora.

任务奖励:未知

Friendly reminder: You should probably learn to be a mage. 】

"This is not the scene I expected!"

Crowe bit his nails into a mess. Such disgusting tasks would appear, but it was beyond his expectation.

"Hurry up and get ready. Captain and the others are back. It's time for us to set off."

Natasha urged Crowe to put her own pieces on her body one by one.

"trouble."

Crow muttered, put on the black robe, put the belt under the robe, and grabbed the addicted little blue as a statue and put it into the system space.

"Lorna, you watch from home."

Crowe gave instructions towards Lorna's room, and then followed Natasha to the meeting place.

After Crowe and Natasha left, Lorna stuck out her head from the room, ran out after making sure there was no one in the room, and then carefully followed Crowe all the way.

But Crowe and Natasha didn't notice that there was a tail following behind them.

"I've been meaning to ask for a long time. Didn't you say you had an exorcism spell around the house? Why did the captain and I enter your house directly?"

Natasha asked Crowe curiously.

"That? The reason is very simple. That spell only drives away ordinary people with weak wills."

"In other words, the reason why we can rest peacefully is because Zemo didn't come to see us?"

Natasha's expression turned strange, feeling that they hadn't encountered the Winter Soldier attack because Zemo hadn't come to the door yet.

"It's probably because they have internal conflicts."

"What do you mean?"

Natasha was puzzled and her head hadn't turned around yet.

"Think about it for a moment, if you have been the leader of Hydra for so long, and suddenly one day, a former leader who has disappeared for nearly seventy years comes back and asks you to hand over the command to him, what would you do?"

Crowe said lightly that after the current Hydra was destroyed and reorganized, it was basically the new members who joined later who got the right to speak.

At this time, Zemo, who had disappeared for nearly seventy years, reappeared. For this group of new members, Zemo was more fearful than welcome.

"So he has been recruiting mercenaries aggressively, and Pierce has not left his men at his disposal."

"I estimate that Zemo can wrest the power of pursuit from Pierce with the help of those Iron Hora."

Natasha's face suddenly turned ugly as she listened to Crowe's analysis.

"In other words, Pierce pushed Zemo under our noses, and then he lurked in the darkness again, waiting for an opportunity to send the Winter Soldier to attack us."

Crowe nodded, he had thought about this possibility.

When the captain is working hard to kill his old rival, letting the Winter Soldier appear to clean up the mess can not only kill the annoying Zemo, but also ensure that his plan can be implemented.

"It seems we have to ask Fury to prepare backup."

Natasha looked serious and took out Crowe's cell phone to contact Fury to give him a heads up.

"Let's go and tell the captain our speculations."

Crowe and Natasha walked out of the sewer, and the captain and the others were waiting for their arrival nearby.

"The plane is parked up there, let's go, it's time to face Hydra again."

Natasha looked at the uniform Steve was wearing, and her serious expression fell again.

"I remember, shouldn't this be the uniform placed in the Captain America Memorial Museum? Did you steal it?"

"Hey, that was my uniform. I just borrowed it temporarily to wear. I won't not return it."

"I told you that she can be recognized at a glance, Captain."

Sam on the side was teasing Steve while adjusting his steel wings. After all, these wings hadn't flown in the sky for a long time, and the operation was still a bit insensitive.

"Okay soldiers, it's time for us to get on the plane."

Natasha boarded the Quinjet and called for the others to come up quickly. They had to move faster.

After Crowe and others entered, the Quinjet quickly took off, became invisible, and then flew to the place where SHIELD built the flying mothership.

"Damn, how can I keep up now?"

Lorna on the ground stared blankly at the sky. She couldn't keep up with the speed of the Quinjet, so she could only stare blankly here.

"Tsk, I'll come again next time."

Lorna walked back home unwillingly. It seemed that her actions could only go so far.

Turning his attention back to Hydra's secret base, Baron Zemo was wiping his blood-stained hands with a handkerchief. He swore that he had never seen such a freak in his life.

"Hey, Baron Nemo, you destroyed the recording and you shot me twice. Now let me go. I'm telling you..."

The corners of Zemo's eyes twitched, and he glanced impatiently at Deadpool, who was tightly bound but was still talking nonsense.

He originally shot the guy a few times, thinking that the matter was over, but the guy's gunshot wound healed immediately and he stood up like a normal person.

This got Zemo interested in Deadpool, and at the expense of a small team of Hydra soldiers, Zemo sent out his steel monsters to capture Deadpool and let the useless scientists begin to study him.

It turned out that this guy's self-healing factor was based on the cancer cells in his body and could not be isolated, so this guy became a useless person.

The depressed Baron Zemo continued to accept Deadpool's pollution attacks, and finally couldn't stand it anymore. Zemo locked this guy here until he had dealt with this matter.

After closing the thick door and finally being isolated from Deadpool's pollution attack, Zemo took a deep breath and swore that he never wanted to get close to this guy again.

"Report, Lord Pierce provided us with news that a secret military base encountered an intruder a few hours ago, and the uniforms in the Captain America Memorial Hall disappeared."

A Hydra soldier quickly ran over to report to Zemo.

"It seems that they are coming. Let those useless scientists speed up the preparation of my group of steel soldiers. I need a grand welcome party to welcome my old friends."

Zemo rearranged his clothes and began to walk outside. This secret base was located near the manufacturing site of SHIELD. He would know it as soon as Captain America appeared.

"First we have to let the group of hyenas greet them. As the master, I want to be the last one."

Zemo thought as he quickly left the place where Deadpool was imprisoned.

The Hydra soldier glanced at Zemo's leaving figure and secretly opened the door to Deadpool's laboratory.

"Hey, Bob, you're too late."

Deadpool happily welcomed his friend. It was because of Bob that he was able to sneak into the base.

"Shh, keep your voice down. Master Zemo just left. I don't want my job to be messed up again."

Bob pulled out the dagger he carried and cut off the rope binding Deadpool's body.

Deadpool, who had regained his freedom, moved his hands and feet and complained dissatisfiedly.

"Baron Nemo is really not dedicated enough. He only used a rope to tie up my deadpool."

"I guess he couldn't stand your mouth, so he just tied you up with something, and then left quickly as if he had seen a ghost."

Bob complained softly and handed him Deadpool's pistol.

"All I can get is your gun. The other things were taken away by them. Let's go quickly. Baron Zemo said Captain America and the others are coming soon."

Upon hearing Bob's words, Deadpool's eyes suddenly lit up.

"The captain is coming here? Is it possible that he is trying to save me, a fan who is trapped in the enemy camp? No, I have to help my idol here."

When Deadpool fell into fantasy, Bob silently left the room. There was going to be chaos here soon. For the sake of his own life, he had better leave first.

"Huh? Where's Bob? This guy has gone somewhere."

After coming back to his senses, Deadpool found that he was the only one left in the room. He complained about Coward Bob in dissatisfaction and decided to go out and get his equipment first.

......

On the plane, Sam looked at Crowe wrapped in a robe and asked in confusion.

"Are you sure you want to go to the battlefield like this? Won't your clothes hinder your movements?"

"I can't help it. I don't want to appear openly under the eyes of Hydra. Who knows what else they are hiding? Even Zemo, who has disappeared for seventy years, has reappeared."

Crowe opened his hood dissatisfiedly and said, this clothes was too stuffy and made him sweat in the cabin.

"It's exactly what Crowe said. Even Zemo has reappeared. Who knows how many tentacles they have hidden in the shadows."

Steve clenched the shield in his hand. He thought that the world would be different seventy years later, but his old rival Hydra resurfaced again.

This reminded him of his comrades and the days when he fought with them.

"We're ready, now we have to get over on our own."

Natasha walked out of the cockpit. They were now approaching the base where the Flying Mothership was stored. If they drove the Quinjet directly in, the firepower in the base would tear the aircraft apart in an instant.

"Okay, Crowe and I will attack from the front and attract most of their attention. Natasha, you and Sam take this opportunity to sneak into the base..."

"Finding the mothership and setting up the explosives, I've got it in my mind."

Sam took over what the captain said. He had already memorized this plan ten times on the plane, and he knew it by heart.

"Okay, we should go."

The captain got on the motorcycle in the cabin, waited for the fighter jet to land at a certain height, and then drove down.

"Captain, has he always disliked carrying a parachute?"

Looking at the captain and Crowe who jumped out of the cabin with a car, Sam couldn't help but express his inner doubts.

"Who knows? This is the third time."

Natasha shrugged and returned to the cockpit to signal the pilot to take them to another landing site.

"I guess I regret riding in your car."

Crowe, who was sitting on the back seat of the captain's motorcycle, said dissatisfiedly that it was too exciting to forcefully land on the motorcycle.

"Now is not the time to complain about this, I think now someone is coming to welcome us."

Steve looked at the sudden appearance of several jeeps in the rearview mirror and felt extremely vigilant.

"It seems that your old buddy arranged for someone to be around here, otherwise they wouldn't be able to come so quickly."

Crowe, who was sitting in the back, jumped into the back seat and turned around to stare at the Jeep convoy behind.

"Just think of these as a warm-up for us, HenShin!"