Chapter 75: The Missing Heroes

The news of their disappearance sent shockwaves throughout the country. Many people couldn't believe that the two heroes who had played a crucial role in the victory against Hydra and the German army were gone.

Search and rescue teams were immediately dispatched to look for any sign of the two heroes, but they were unable to find any trace of them. It was as if they had vanished into thin air.

As the days passed and there was still no news of Kyle and Steve, the celebration slowly turned into mourning. People began to speculate about what could have happened to the two heroes. Some said they were captured by the enemy, while others believed they had died in battle.

Despite the lack of concrete evidence, the people continued to hold on to hope that Kyle and Steve would one day return. They became legends and symbols of hope for the nation.

Years passed, and the world changed. But the memory of Kyle and Steve remained etched in the hearts of the people, never to be forgotten.

Despite Lieutenant Steve's efforts to contact the US military base through the enemy's out-of-control fighter's communicator, the signal was quickly cut off. He managed to leave a brief message before the connection was lost: "Sink the out-of-control fighter into the Atlantic Ocean. Do not let it enter New York."

As for Major Kyle, he seemed to have followed the fighter jet that had gone out of control, disappearing without a trace.

Half a month later, on the surface of the Atlantic Ocean, the warm morning sun shone down, casting a golden glow on the blue waves. A modern white sailboat sailed slowly across the sea, like a small leaf drifting with the waves and sea breeze.

On the open deck of the sailboat, a blonde young man reclined lazily on a sun chair, his hands behind his head and his sunglasses covering his eyes. He wore only a pair of beach pants, revealing his chiseled abs and strong, perfect body to the sun's rays. On a round table with a small sunshade next to the sun chair, a creature with a black liquid-like shape was moving around, seemingly disgusted by the hot weather.

"I haven't relaxed like this in a long time," Kyle sighed, lying on the sun chair. Since his rebirth into the Marvel world during World War II, he had been in constant warfare for several months. Even with his extraordinary physique as a super soldier, he had to be on high alert at all times.

Perhaps an energy laser, a high-explosive grenade, a sniper rifle, or even an indiscriminate carpet bombing from a bomber could send him straight to the sky.

Even if Kyle was in a deep sleep after a long period of war, if someone approached his bed, his body would instinctively react and subdue the enemy, even if he wasn't fully awake. Frey, Steve, and even Carter had all suffered such losses.

"Think about it this way. Isn't it better to just follow Brandt's suggestion and return to New York to live as a normal citizen?" This thought briefly crossed Kyle's mind, but he quickly dismissed it. With the ability to draw cards, he couldn't bring himself to cower in a seemingly safe city like that.

It would be too embarrassing for him. Instead of worrying about potential crises in the future, it was better to take the initiative and walk on a dangerous path where opportunities coexisted with danger. He would continue to strengthen himself, improve his status and reputation, and become fearless in the face of any enemy.

Without joining the frontline war, where would he get so many free materials to draw from? Without fighting alongside Steve, where would he get the super soldier ability? This was Kyle's true belief. Rather than being a hero fighting for the UA, it was better to say that he was a warrior fighting for his own future.

In addition, during this process, Kyle gained the sincere friendship of Steve, Joseph, Frey, Howard, and Carter, which made him feel very gratified. As Kyle's thoughts were running wild, a loud eagle cry suddenly sounded from the sky, and then the shadow of its huge wings completely covered the sailboat.

"It's back," Kyle sat up from the sun chair and looked at the Blue Eagle flying close to the sea. Its flapping wings stirred up the waves, creating a disturbance in the water.

Kyle asked the Blue Eagle, "How is it? Have you found any traces?"

"Chirp!" The Blue Eagle cried softly and shook its head like a human.

Kyle frowned and waved his hand to the side. "Continue to search in this direction within 20 miles of the sea."

The Blue Eagle tapped its sharp beak lightly, flapped its wings, and soared into the sky. Soon, it disappeared into the clouds.

After Steve flew away with the out-of-control fighter, Kyle asked the Blue Eagle, which had returned from the nuclear explosion, to search for traces of the fighter. Unfortunately, there had been no clues after half a month of searching.

The Atlantic Ocean was vast and boundless. According to the original movie, it would be as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack if the fighter had been frozen and sunk to the bottom.

"Looks like I have to give up," Kyle sighed and was about to consider returning to the military base.

At that moment, a shallow black shadow emerged from the bottom of the sea next to the sailboat.

"Splash!" A great white shark suddenly jumped out of the sea and stuck out half of its body. It swam in the sea beside the sailboat, nodding and blowing bubbles at Kyle as if it was asking for praise.

Kyle's heart skipped a beat. He looked at the great white shark nearby and asked to confirm, "Did you really find that thing?" The great white shark continued to jump out of the sea and splashed the water to show its attitude.

"Venom, go with Little shark and fish that thing up," Kyle thought for a moment and turned his eyes to Venom, who was lazily lying on the table.

"Gurgle~" Venom was a little disinterested as it turned into countless black silks and jumped off the table. It had no interest in such a weak and low-IQ animal like sharks, but since it was Kyle's order, it had to obey.

The black liquid threads wrapped around the great white shark in the sea and quickly covered its entire body.

It was as if there was a layer of hard, dark keratin membrane covering the shark. Even the great white shark's eyes turned red, and its teeth became even more ferocious and terrifying. Venom was attached to the great white shark, so naturally, it became the main body of the shark.

"Go and come back quickly. By the way, don't touch that thing directly with your body," Kyle thought for a moment and put two wooden boards directly on the teeth of the Venom Shark.

"Clamp it and bring it up." The Venom Shark swung its tail and quickly dived into the sea.

After a while, its figure emerged on the surface of the sea again.

At the same time, a brilliant blue light also lit up the sea.

The Venom Shark's head poked out of the sea, and Kyle's eyes immediately fell on its mouth.

There was a square block of blue light sandwiched between two wooden boards, which contained a mysterious and profound aura.