Inside the HYDRA Airbus transport plane.
Baron Strucker was currently gazing obsessively at Loki's Scepter before him.
"Superhumans are the future of this World! And with this scepter…"
For Strucker, who was intimately familiar with HYDRA's history, he clearly understood that this was no longer an era where one could do as they pleased simply by relying on resources and connections.
Once, a super soldier like Captain America represented the strongest power among humans.
But ever since that playboy revealed his superhero identity, superpowered individuals have continuously emerged across the World.
After the Battle of New York, even more extra-dimensional power users invaded this World.
The power of technology might bring him more powerful subordinates, but only superpowers could truly strengthen him personally.
Even within HYDRA right now.
The SHIELD faction was secretly researching the Centipede Soldier project, while the Returnists had found a way to bring Hive back and were capturing Inhumans all over the World.
Meanwhile, he was still repeating the old path of mechanical soldiers and energy weapons from decades ago.
If I had brought the scepter that day, how could I have been so easily manipulated by that kid from Orange Family!
Even further, to claim this power of mind control for himself!
Of course, Strucker didn't plan to experiment on himself right away; now that he held the scepter, he had ample time to test it on those White mice.
"Just wait until the experiment matures…",
Strucker was still envisioning a beautiful future.
But suddenly.
"Bang~"
A very faint thud sounded from above the Airbus transport plane.
Although the sound wasn't loud, it still startled everyone in the cabin.
Strucker, who was immersed in his fantasy, immediately tensed up, gripping Loki's Scepter in his hand, and asked the pilot in front of him with a stern tone.
"What's going on!?"
"Baron, it seems something hit the top of the cabin. From the sound, it might just be an ordinary bird?"
"Idiot! At our current altitude, where would there be any birds?! Open the external monitor!"
In fact, he didn't even need to remind him; the soldier in the co-pilot seat had already opened the monitor.
Immediately, all the HYDRA members in the cabin saw on the screen.
A blonde man in a blue jumpsuit was steadily standing outside the plane.
And the cape behind him, which seemed to bear the pattern of the Stars and Stripes, fluttered loudly in the strong wind, like a soaring banner.
"Is this?? Superman??"
"Where did this freak come from?!"
Well, the Marvel Universe itself had DC comics, and the person on the screen immediately made the HYDRA agents think of that man who wore his underwear outside his pants.
A bone-chilling cold immediately surged into their hearts.
However, before they could even recover from this shock.
They saw two crimson laser beams suddenly shoot from the eyes of the blonde man on the screen.
The Airbus's external stealth armor immediately began to flicker on and off erratically.
Immediately after, the scorching laser beam directly penetrated the fuselage, instantly hitting a HYDRA soldier inside the cabin.
A scream immediately erupted.
"Quick! Shoot!! Shoot!!"
Although everyone knew that shooting would inevitably damage the plane itself, with laser beams already coming in, under immense fear, no one cared about the consequences anymore.
"Da da da~"
Intense gunfire erupted, and bullets rained down on the spot where the laser beam had entered the cabin.
Some bullets directly penetrated the fuselage and hit the blonde man, but some bullets also ricocheted inside the cabin.
Immediately, several unlucky individuals who were accidentally injured by their own people fell to the ground, screaming.
However, the man outside the plane seemed oblivious to their attacks.
He simply stopped the laser beams from his eyes, then plunged his single hand downwards, his arm directly embedding into the plane's fuselage.
Immediately after, without seeming to exert much effort, he simply pulled, and a semicircular opening, just large enough for one person, was immediately torn open in the plane's ceiling.
A howling gale immediately rushed into the cabin.
And along with the strong wind and airflow, naturally, came the blonde man with the Stars and Stripes cape.
"Thud~"
As the man landed, the HYDRA soldiers who had been surrounding the area immediately retreated in terror.
"Who are you, sir? And what is your purpose here!"
At this moment, Baron Strucker, with a serious expression, looked at the blonde man who had intruded into the cabin, being one of the few people present who wasn't overly terrified.
However, his subtle action of tightly gripping Loki's Scepter in his hand clearly showed that his own heart was far from calm at this moment.
However, the blonde man did not respond to his question.
Instead, he slowly floated in the air, gripping the torn opening in the cabin he had just created with one hand.
"Screech~"
With a harsh sound of bending metal, the original opening was actually sealed back up by him with surprising ease.
Immediately after, two more laser beams shot from his eyes, instantly re-welding the broken edges of the opening.
Not only this opening, but also some of the holes caused by earlier bullet impacts were welded shut by him.
Watching the man "gently" repair the plane, as if afraid of it being damaged and crashing, all the HYDRA members felt a strange thought arise in their minds.
This person seems quite polite?
However, such thoughts did not linger in the minds of these HYDRA agents for long.
After all the holes were quickly repaired, and the blonde man nodded in satisfaction.
The next moment.
No exchange, no communication.
In an instant, the blonde man transformed into countless afterimages, striking one after another within the cabin.
The sound of heavy punches echoed throughout.
One punch per person, no greedy little cat could get an extra punch; they all obediently went to enjoy their post-meal nap.
And whenever someone tried to raise a gun to shoot, the next second, a massive fist print would appear on their face, along with a large human-shaped indentation on the cabin wall behind them.
Of course, it wasn't as if no bullets hit the blonde man.
But he seemed like a true man of steel; none of the bullets left even a slight mark on him, not even a tear in his clothing.
In less than a minute, apart from the two pilots in the cockpit, only Strucker, holding Loki's Scepter, remained trembling in place.
Watching the blonde man approach him step by step, Strucker's trembling was not due to fear, but an uncontrollable excitement.
"Who exactly are you, sir…",
Mid-sentence, seeing the blonde man already close, Strucker suddenly raised his hand for a sneak attack.
The tip of Loki's Scepter directly touched the man's chest, and the smile he had previously suppressed finally escaped his control.
"Hahaha, Heaven helps me!"