Super Agent

Three days later, the time for the Allied forces of the three nations to assemble and land on the enemy shore was fast approaching.

In the early morning, when the sky had only just begun to pale, dozens of large steel warships lay prepared and moored off the coast of Britain, their anchors dropped as they waited for the main force from the American headquarters to board first.

At that moment, slightly ahead of the other vessels in the nearshore waters, a colossal battleship stretched across the sea like an overlord. Its Stars and Stripes fluttered in the wind, while its hull, protected by multiple layers of steel armor, was equipped with high speed and powerful anti-aircraft artillery.

It was like a steel fortress standing upon the ocean!

At the bow of the giant battleship’s deck, Kyle stood alone within the railing. Besides the black combat suit formed by Venom, he wore a general’s coat draped over his shoulders as a symbol of his status, making him appear stern and imposing.

Probably only Kyle dared to wear a general’s coat like a mere decoration. The sea wind blew toward him, lifting his tousled blond hair and the sleeves of his general’s coat.

Tap, tap, tap…

Hurried footsteps came from behind Kyle. Lieutenant Fury steadied himself, saluted, and reported, "Report! The ship’s captain, navy personnel, accompanying medical staff, and ground combat soldiers have all boarded the battleship. Please give your next instructions, Major General Kyle."

Kyle nodded. "Very good. Have them make combat preparations aboard the ship first. There are still half a day left before we set sail for the attack."

"Yes!" Fury saluted as he accepted the order. Just as he turned to leave, he turned back and returned with a bitter expression. "Kyle, are you the major general, or am I the major general? It was one thing back in the Howling Commandos, but you’re a general now. Why do you keep dumping all the administrative work on me?"

"The capable should do more work." Kyle shrugged and glanced back at Fury with a smile. "You know I’m not particularly good at command duties. Back in the Howling Commandos, I left the soldiers under my command for you to arrange. This time, there are a full three thousand soldiers."

"Besides, this is to cultivate and train your mental resilience early on. S.H.I.E.L.D. will give you even more to worry about in the future…"

Kyle muttered that last sentence so softly that it was nearly inaudible.

"What did you say? The wind’s too loud—I couldn’t hear you clearly."

Fury asked in surprise. Kyle merely stretched, waved a hand, and urged him away. "Fury, I’ll leave all military command arrangements to you. Hurry up and get going."

"Just wait until my rank surpasses yours. Then you’ll see how I order you around." Fury gritted his teeth and left with a dark expression.

He was only venting a little frustration. Surpass Kyle’s rank? Impossible!

In less than a year, Kyle had gone from a new recruit to a major general, crossing multiple ranks. Even "the youngest major general in history" was not enough to describe how outrageous that was.

Yet three days ago, when news of his promotion spread through the American headquarters, the countless American soldiers stationed there had not raised a single objection. They had even found it perfectly natural.

The American Hero who symbolized strength and conquest, the warrior who had forced the German army out of the European front, the greatest contributor to wiping out Hydra…

Only a major? That had no prestige! Major general was perfectly normal!

It had to be said that the entire American military was full of Kyle fanatics. If anyone dared badmouth him, their comrades in the same camp would probably turn on them at once.

"Why does this feel like I’m some kind of spokesman for the war?" Kyle rubbed his chin and yawned slightly toward the sea ahead. There was still some time left to prepare for the war, and his body relaxed further from boredom.

He might as well return to the ship’s control center and look over the strategic map.

With that thought, Kyle slowly left the deck. But at the corner of the stairway passage, a petite female military doctor unexpectedly ran straight into him.

"Hm?" Kyle frowned slightly. Though his body was relaxed, a Super Soldier’s reaction speed was no joke.

He deftly dodged to one side, brushing past the military doctor as she nearly fell into him. Then he reached back with one hand and grabbed the back of her collar.

"Wah!" The female military doctor cried out in panic. By the time she realized what had happened, Kyle had lifted her up by the collar like a kitten.

"Are you all right?" Kyle asked, slowly setting her back down.

The female military doctor was so frightened that her little face had gone pale. Her legs weakened, and she slumped onto the floor of the ship’s inner passage. Tossing her short pale-red hair, she said timidly in a soft voice, "I’m fine. I’m fine."

A woman? An accompanying military doctor?

Only then did Kyle give the female doctor on the floor a closer look. She appeared to be no older than sixteen, and her body had not fully developed yet.

Still, that could not hide the fact that she was a little beauty. Her reddish hair, fair skin, delicate features, slender figure, and white military doctor’s dress all made her look pitiful and delicate, stirring an instinctive urge to protect her.

Of course, Kyle was not a lolicon! He had no particular interest in young girls. What truly caught his attention were the Ability Cards appearing on the girl.

First Aid Medical Mastery, Ballet Mastery, English Mastery…

Mm, there was nothing wrong with those Ability Cards, but there were also—

True Assassination Mastery, True Pistol Mastery, True Disguise Mastery, Close Combat Mastery, Soviet Cipher Mastery, Psychological Warfare Mastery…

Mm, those could be overlooked, but besides those dozens of Green Ability Cards, the young military doctor had one most crucial card.

Super Agent: The physique of a Super Agent above a top agent (a mid-tier version of a Super Soldier). Blue Ability Card.

After genetic modification, greatly slows the rate of aging and enhances the immune system and resistance to blows.

Also grants peak human stamina, speed, reactions, and intelligence, allowing one to maintain a combat state for extended periods.

Current status: Can be extracted. Cannot coexist with Super Soldier ability.

"Interesting," Kyle murmured softly, his eyes lighting up slightly as he looked at the young military doctor on the floor.

"Interesting?" The young military doctor froze. Then, looking pitiful and aggrieved, she covered her slender calf, where her fair skin had been scraped and a little blood was seeping out.

She took a timid deep breath and said, "General Kyle, could I trouble you to take me to the ship’s infirmary?"

Kyle did not answer. Instead, he asked, "What’s your name?"

"My name is… Santana," the young military doctor said weakly.

"Santana." Kyle repeated the name, then quickly smiled and nodded, extending a hand.

Just as Santana thought Kyle was going to help her up, he waved directly at a passing navy soldier in the distance. "You, come here. Take this military doctor to the infirmary."

"Yes, General Kyle." The navy soldier promptly obeyed, hurried over, helped Santana up, and led her away.

Only after the two vanished down the ship’s corridor did a trace of coldness appear on Kyle’s face.

Soviet Red Room agents!

Taking away the severely injured Bucky after he fell into the glacier and turning him into the Winter Soldier in the future was one thing. But now that it was an alliance of three nations, they still wanted to stir up trouble in secret?!

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In this new arc, several heroes will appear one after another, and the story will become even more exciting.