"sh*t!"
"How did he find us here?"
"Also, wasn't he just in the Pacific Ocean? How did he get to the Atlantic Ocean now?"
"Oh, God!"
"He stopped."
"Right above us."
The HYDRA combat command center was in complete chaos at this moment.
Countless HYDRA Agents no longer held their breath, fearing to anger Strucker, or acting cautiously.
No way.
Angering Strucker, they might, at most, die.
But if Hawk came, they would surely die.
And now!
Hawk had arrived.
On the large screen, the satellite image, which had restarted and was focused on the Atlantic Ocean, on their location, showed Hawk, who had clearly been over the Pacific Ocean just a moment ago, had somehow instantly appeared above them.
It was Hawk's arrival that triggered HYDRA's satellite alarm.
The previous second, Strucker, who had been furious to the point of losing his mind and wanted to kill those three children, saw Hawk, who was now standing directly above them on the large screen, and he too was startled, his bloodshot eyes instantly clearing.
Strucker also looked at the large screen, somewhat bewildered, at Hawk, who stood suspended above them, his hands in his pockets.
When it rains, it pours.
"Officer!"
The assistant, who had just received the unfavorable news about the attempted capture of the three children, quickly said to Strucker: "The capture team failed. Teams B and C are on their way."
Strucker turned to glance at his assistant, took a deep breath, then turned back to look at Hawk on the large screen, took another deep breath, and began to issue orders!
"Order all combat Agents to enter battle status."
"Combat contingency plan has been activated."
"Order the four submarines to enter attack mode."
"Submarines have entered attack mode."
"Buzz!"
The four pitch-black submarines, which were currently guarding this massive underwater Base, began their surfacing procedure after receiving the order.
After Strucker finished speaking, he turned to look at his assistant, his face cold: "Inform Teams B and C, kill on sight."
The assistant paused slightly at the words, then looked at Strucker's face, quickly nodded, and immediately covered his earphone, relaying Strucker's latest instruction to the two teams that had immediately gone to support the arrest of Wanda and Pietro's family.
The two teams, who had already reached the end of the corridor and were almost at Wanda's room, instantly unloaded the magazines from their weapons and replaced them with specialized magazines after receiving the latest instructions.
Following the clicking sounds of reloading, the HYDRA Agent Captains of the two teams exchanged a glance and a nod across the distance, then set off again, sweeping towards Wanda's room in a tactical formation.
Strucker then strode past his assistant, pushed open the door of the combat command center, and quickly walked towards the laboratory located in the deepest part of this Base.
That was where his ultimate weapon against Hawk was hidden.
Originally, Strucker had intended to use others to deal with Hawk, to kill Hawk.
But now!
He had changed his mind.
Hawk had killed his son.
Blood debt must be paid with blood!
He would personally, with his own hands, slay Hawk.
At the same time.
Above the Atlantic Ocean.
Hawk lowered his gaze, his eyes piercing through the deep seawater, directly to the massive HYDRA Base located seven thousand seven hundred meters beneath the surface, on the seabed of the Romanche Trench, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly upwards.
"Found you."
"Game over."
"You lose, Strucker."
He had said he wanted to play a game with Strucker.
The name of this game was—
Don't move, move and die!
Unfortunately, Strucker fell for it. When he tried to harm Jean and the two children he had never met, the andromeda cloth, which had automatically activated, transmitted the coordinates to Hawk, who was then resting briefly over the Pacific Ocean.
And so.
He had come.
Strucker also deserved to die, and most importantly, today he would finally get the Mind Stone he had been longing for.
Double happiness.
Simply perfect.
Just then.
Under Hawk's profound gaze, the four submarines surfacing from the seabed had already broken through the surface of the sea. Cold seawater cascaded down their sides, and they immediately opened their launch bays.
The Commanders of the four submarines, looking at Hawk, who was so exposed, completely unguarded, and even had his hands in his pockets, simultaneously pressed the launch button with a mix of anger and anticipation.
After all, if it weren't for Hawk, HYDRA would have already succeeded in their second endeavor and become the Master of the New World.
As a result of Hawk, they were forced to hide beneath the cold surface of the sea.
Therefore... every HYDRA Agent in this underwater Base had a dream: that as long as they could eliminate Hawk, they would successfully rule the World.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom—!!
Four submarines, a total of twenty-four "Trident" submarine-launched missiles, carrying the hopes of the four submarine Commanders and countless HYDRA in the HYDRA combat command center, imbued with a will for destruction, successively shot into the sky.
Their target was only one.
That was Hawk, who was hovering ten thousand meters high, hands in his pockets, his expression indifferent, looking at them as if they were ants.
Hawk looked at the first batch of missiles, which seemed to defy the heavens as they rushed towards him, and the corners of his indifferent mouth twitched slightly.
He did not dodge.
His eyes didn't even blink.
Just then.
The first wave of missiles roared closer.
But... there was no Fire, and no explosion.
Because just as the first wave of missiles was almost within a thousand meters of Hawk's body, in an instant, all the missiles seemed to hit an invisible wall, and in a flash, all the missiles were forcibly compressed and twisted!
Sixth Sense—Psychokinesis.
Hawk didn't move, but his psychokinesis did. Under Hawk's now immensely powerful psychic ability, apart from Vibranium, there was probably nothing his psychic power couldn't obliterate.
What's more, mere missiles made of scrap metal?
So!
Metal turned to dust.
The explosive reaction was also extinguished.
Next came the second wave, and the third wave.
The missiles, like moths to a flame, silently disintegrated after approaching within a thousand meters of Hawk, turning into scattered metallic dust that was instantly blown away by the high-altitude air currents.
When the smoke and dust cleared, Hawk still stood ten thousand meters high, looking down, as if from a commanding height, his expression indifferent as he overlooked the four submarines exposed on the surface of the sea below.
"Finished attacking?"
"Then..."
"It's my turn."
Hawk chuckled softly, taking his right hand out of his pocket. Without charging or any wind-up, he simply pointed a finger at the four submarines below.
"Supersonic Punch!"
Yes.
Just Supersonic, not ultimate.
After all... for four things cobbled together from a pile of scrap metal, even a Supersonic Punch was overkill.
As Hawk's words fell, a faint White light appeared on the finger he pointed from his right hand.
In the blink of an eye, the White light almost enveloped the entire sea surface below.
Then!
"Boom!"
"Bang!"
"Boom, boom, boom—"
"Oh sh*t."
"Jesus Christ!"
"We're finished."
"..."
The HYDRA Agents in the HYDRA Base watched, wide-eyed and disbelieving, as the four submarines on the satellite's large screen instantly exploded and shattered with a mere flick of Hawk's finger.
One HYDRA Agent, his eyes like dead ash, slumped to the ground, then seemed to remember something, pulled out his weapon, and attempted to put himself out of his misery.
But just then.
"What are you afraid of?"
"Don't forget, we are deep on the seabed seven thousand meters below the surface."
"He can go to the sky, but can he really dive down to us physically?"
A veteran HYDRA Agent looked at his comrades, who had suddenly become desperate, and instantly roared with a ferocious expression.
At this roar, some of the HYDRA Agents who had fallen into despair quickly came to their senses.
Oh, right.
They were deep on the seabed, seven thousand meters below the surface of the sea.
At this depth, it was not possible for a mere mortal body to reach here.
With this thought, many HYDRA Agents' eyes once again lit up with hope.
Even the HYDRA Agent who had been ready to pull out his gun to commit suicide put down his pistol.
After all... if they could live, that would certainly be excellent.
Their attention was entirely focused on the large screen in front of them.
The sound of explosions on the sea surface had now disappeared.
After the sky-high Water columns returned to the great sea, looking out, the sea surface was already a mess.
Fragments from the exploded submarines.
Various severed limbs.
The sea surface had been stained blood red.
Boom!
Hawk, from ten thousand meters high, descended rapidly, and then, under the wide-eyed gaze of countless HYDRA, he did not choose to enter the seawater, but instead seemed to stand on the surface of the sea.
"God!"
"Great, he really can't come down."
"Hail HYDRA!"
"Hail HYDRA!"
The many HYDRA Agents in the command center cheered instantly upon seeing Hawk abruptly stop on the sea surface.
Hawk also saw the cheering HYDRA Agents.
But his gaze swept past these dead men, landing on Wanda, who had retreated to a second-floor room, and Pietro, who had been shot in the leg.
Just then.
Whoosh!
The Nebula Chain on the andromeda cloth suddenly moved, pulling Wanda, who was standing at the door resisting the HYDRA Agents trying to attack, into the room.
Wanda instinctively counterattacked, and a clear, cold voice sounded in her ear.
"Relax."
"You'll be fine."
"..."
The scarlet aura on Wanda's hands instantly disappeared. She didn't know why, but she instinctively felt that this voice bore her no ill will.
The next second.
Wanda saw that the Nebula Chain, which had originally been wrapped around the saint cloth, now began to rotate like luck, encircling her, Pietro, Jean, and Billy and Tommy, who were protected by the saint cloth.
After Hawk had done all this, he withdrew his gaze and looked at the sea surface below.
The phantom of the Phoenix, in the midst of burning, slowly emerged from the surging seawater beneath his feet and behind him!
"Part the Sea!"
"..."
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