I Am In Marvel

The first transport fighter plane that returned from Berlin landed at the US military base in New York at about 8 pm.

The New York military base was brightly lit. After the fighter plane landed and opened the cabin door, the parking lot outside the fuselage suddenly burst into thunderous applause.

When some of the vanguard officers got off the plane one after another, and when it was Kyle's turn wearing a black combat uniform, he stepped down the stairs of the fighter plane, the applause obviously became more intense.

Kyle glanced forward as he walked, and found that dozens of uniformed officers and suit officers served as pick-up personnel. Among them, General Chester, who was in this battle, was also present, beside him outside the restricted area guarded by American soldiers. A bunch of journalists and photographers were holding up their old-fashioned photographic equipment, and they snapped a snap of the flash, which kept flashing a dazzling white light.

"Everyone, thank you for your hard work!" General Chester first greeted everyone who got off the plane, and then stepped forward. Under the surprised eyes of many officers and officials, he kindly patted Kyle on the shoulder and said with a smile. : "Kyle, you did a good job! As expected of a war hero!"

"At least it's worthy of the badge of the major general rank you gave me." Kyle shrugged and pointed to the rank badge pinned on the left shoulder of the battle uniform - this was specially put on temporarily before getting off the fighter.

Many officials in the surrounding military and political parties shook their heads and smiled bitterly. Probably only Kyle dared to say such a thing to the five-star general so casually.

General Chester didn't care. He smiled and said, "You have been fighting at the forefront of the war for more than a month. You have worked hard. Go back early and rest for a few days."

"After a few days of rest, is there another battle for me to go over?" Kyle asked casually. After all, Germany, the biggest main battle party, has just fallen, indicating that all the wars in the European theater have come to an end.

The Second World War is also nearing its end.

"There is a plan..." General Chester moved his mouth, paused quickly, gave Kyle a meaningful look, and said softly, "I will let the soldiers inform you when the time comes, and you will go home and rest first. Come on down. As the proud hero of the country, you can't collapse from exhaustion."

The last sentence, although in a sarcastic tone, still contained genuine concern.

Kyle nodded and said, "Then I'll go first, and Fury will complete the handover of this time in Germany."

I don't know when, Fury has become his exclusive job spokesperson.

As soon as the words fell, Fury, who was wearing a left blindfold, walked in front of the transport fighter plane at the parking lot, and the armed soldiers behind him took the hostages off the plane.

The officials who picked up the plane also turned their attention to the hostages. The defeat of Germany this time is one aspect, and the acquisition of German scientists and military information is equally important.

Taking advantage of their attention, Kyle waved his hand lightly, and let Logan, who was among the soldiers who got off the plane, follow, and the two left the military airport together.

Seeing Kyle's departure, a large number of reporters and photographers on the side hurriedly carried camera equipment and chased after him to conduct an interview.

Kyle isn't like Steve after all. Steve himself was born as the Captain America propaganda by the government, and he did a lot of interviews and publicity before he went to the battlefield.

As a hero who has been fighting on the battlefield, Kyle has never been interviewed, although there are many documentaries.

Any media newspaper in New York would dream of getting first-hand interviews with Kyle.

The reporters carried the camera equipment and chased after them at a high speed. At the main entrance of the military parking lot, just as they were about to catch up, an extended version of the luxury car suddenly stopped outside the door.

Kyle and Rogan opened the door directly, and the car started immediately after getting in the car, leaving a car with exhaust gas for the panting media reporters.

In the extended version of the luxury car, professional bodyguards act as drivers and sit in the main driver's seat. The middle and rear of the body are hollow, and the space is spacious enough. There are luxury sofas on both sides of the door.

Under the comfortable light of the roof, Kyle and Logan sat on the sofa on one side of the car, and on the other side sat a gentleman in a suit with a mustache, who was not Howard.

"Fortunately, you are not entangled by those reporters, otherwise it will be difficult to get out." Howard patted his chest with lingering fears, obviously he is used to dealing with reporters.

"I want to leave, why did they leave me?" Kyle smiled lightly, and then asked a little surprised: "It's you, when did you come back from the base in Europe?"

Howard replied: "The scientific research institute on the mainland of the United States asked me to come and help me half a month ago, but it just ended a few days ago, otherwise I would not have time to pick you up."

"The current scientific research institute's project is a nuclear weapon, right?" Kyle asked bluntly.

Howard didn't say it clearly, but nodded slowly, "The scientific research technology is already in the final stage, and it is estimated that it will not be long before the real objects for experiments can be produced."

"It seems that the war is really coming to an end." Kyle muttered to himself, leaning on the sofa a little dazed.

Once the war is over, the arrangements of the private forces will begin!

"By the way. Who is this, don't you introduce me?" Howard looked at Logan, who had not said a word since he got in the car.

"Just call him 'Logan', I know him on the battlefield, he's mine..." Kyle hesitated, couldn't find a proper identity description, and finally simply spit out two words: "Bodyguard. "

A national hero who symbolizes conquest and strength, a soldier with the highest personal strength in the U.S. military, needs... a bodyguard?

Howard was stunned, looked at Logan, who was still silent, and looked at Kyle, who was serious, and asked incredulously, "Really?"

"I didn't lie to you." Kyle smiled and said, "You will know when Logan shows his strength. You must be very interested in him."

"It must be no ordinary person to be chosen by you as your bodyguard." Howard looked forward to Rogan and introduced himself enthusiastically: "Hello, my name is Howard Stark."

Logan nodded coldly and said nothing, still not very good at getting along with others.

Howard touched his beard a little embarrassedly, and suggested to Kyle: "Last time at the training base, I agreed to invite you for a drink when you come back. If you are free tonight, why not have a few drinks together?"

"Okay." Kyle nodded in agreement, just returned to New York, and there was really nothing to do for a while.

The luxury car drove away from the area where the military base was located, from the city's main road, into the bustling downtown area in the very center of New York, and finally stopped in front of a high-rise building.

"I thought you took me to the bar, why did you change your temper this time?" Kyle got out of the car and looked up at the center of the street in New York City. high-rise buildings.

There are about 60 floors of modern industrial buildings, made of solid reinforced concrete. The windows on each floor of the building are lit by daytime lights, and you can vaguely see the busy figures of the staff in it.

In the middle of the high-rise buildings with a sense of technology, there is also a giant English font of "Stark Industries" built with lighting.

Howard walked on the open space in front of the building, opened his arms towards Kyle and Logan, and said loudly with confidence: "Welcome to Stark Industries! The dream factory of future technology!"