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Chapter 432 All Out at Once (Part 1)

"Don't you see yourself as contradictory, Captain? You are a product of war, a perfect soldier! You were born in the crucible of order!"

Strucker displayed extreme fanaticism; mechanical tentacles extended from his prosthetic arm and connected to it. He couldn't help but burst into maniacal laughter at the captain: "But you're defending freedom! You're defending something you don't belong to!"

"Humans are born free, but the extreme freedom of individuals can lead to conflict between people because we pursue different things and live different ways, so we fight each other."

The captain rammed his shield into Strucker's arm, then swept him away with a powerful kick: "Order exists precisely to prevent this kind of fighting. Everyone sacrifices their freedom by harming others, establishes social order, and thus defends their own true freedom!"

Is true freedom the kind of absolute freedom? Never. Otherwise, Steve Rogers wouldn't have joined the army; he should have joined anarchism.

True freedom is when each person, out of their own will, voluntarily relinquishes unlimited freedom that would harm others and follows orderly freedom.

“People will give up their freedom! When the enemies that humanity faces become more and more terrifying, they will voluntarily give up their freedom in pursuit of safety!” Strucker rolled to dodge the captain’s shield bash, then caught the captain’s shield as it was thrown at him with both hands, and punched the captain in the face with his left fist.

“When their desire for security outweighs their thirst for freedom, they will give up their freedom on their own, Captain. You can’t stop that.”

"Really?" The captain slammed his fist on his shield, the sharp sound causing Strucker to instinctively release it. Then the captain slammed the shield down on Strucker's head. "If people are willing to give up their freedom in pursuit of so-called security, it doesn't prove that they need to give up their freedom. It only proves that the warriors willing to defend them are not strong enough and need to grow stronger."

"You Hydra and the Third Reich are no different. You think you are superior and more advanced, and you think your so-called freedom is harmful. Let me tell you, no matter what you do, you cannot change one thing: soldiers who volunteer for war will always have more conviction and be more likely to win wars than those you recruit through propaganda and forced conscription."

Strucker, whose mouth was full of blood and who had lost several teeth, laughed.

"No, not necessarily, Captain?"

"When your friend forgets who he is, can you really bring yourself to kill him?"

The captain felt the intense heat, turned around, saw Jim Hammond burning, and slowly landed.

The captain remained silent, then threw his shield, knocking Strucker unconscious before catching it and looking at his old friend who was slowly descending.

"...Are you still there, Jim?"
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Before the operation, the captain told everyone, including Peter, something.

“I know that none of you have experienced real war, and many of you may think it’s the same as stopping an enemy from committing a crime. But I need to tell you that you absolutely cannot have that mindset when fighting Hydra. You may think you are stopping them from committing a crime, but they are not thinking about stealing more money or killing someone.”

"They only have one thing on their minds, which is to carry out the orders they receive."

For a soldier, following orders is the only thing that matters. The army is a melting pot that molds everyone into the same kind of thing. And what kind of army it is depends entirely on what kind of soldiers the melting pot intends to forge.

The crucible of Hydra forges fanatical warriors who firmly believe they are following the right orders, because that's the kind of place the army is—it will tell you that your superiors are right.

You cannot think, you should not think, unless your army itself allows you to think.

"We have no time to turn the enemy before the war, nor should we try to persuade them during the battle. All education, trials, and ideological work should be left for after the war. In the fighting, show no mercy. You are facing a war; you will all become soldiers against Hydra." Soldiers are meant to kill.

"The captain's gone after Strucker!" Peter, who had just flung a Hydra soldier into the air, shouted back to the group as his captain charged off, "Someone follow him!"

Logan didn't say anything, but he did follow immediately. His adamantium claws could easily tear through the soldiers' bulletproof armor. He almost instantly charged out, while Hulk was having a great time smashing things in place. Hornet originally planned to chase after him, but now he stopped and looked around.

Once that group left, only Peter, Wasp, Black Panther, and Hulk remained to deal with thousands of Hydra soldiers.

The little bumblebee shrugged: "Okay, let's just keep holding off these few thousand people."

Hulk didn't care. He just grabbed a Hydra soldier in each hand and roared at the thousands of people in front of him, completely ignoring the group of ragtag soldiers.

"Or perhaps Hulk alone could solve it."

Just as Little Hornet finished speaking with a smile, a commotion arose in the distance. A gigantic skull-shaped robot stood up, possessing eight terrifying mechanical tentacles. After looking towards the Pantheon, the massive mechanical head threw four enormous spheres towards them.

These spheres quickly transformed into four dark green robots, each about the same height as the Hulk, bearing the Hydra symbol. Little Hornet then realized he had perhaps set his flag too early.

"Perhaps we won't have to fight alone; reinforcements have already arrived."

Black Panther threw two vibranium darts, then stood up straight. In the air, wave after wave of Wild Force special forces soldiers, carrying rocket packs, completed their deceleration descent and swept away the enemies around them with their weapons in mid-air.

Sylvia and Felicia quickly landed nearby. Peter was a little surprised to see Felicia: "You came down too?"

“I have things to do.”

"...Okay, you're carrying Venom."

Peter sighed, separated the venom, and handed it to Felicia: "You haven't had any combat training, and this is where you need it most."

Felicia looked at Sylvia, who replied expressionlessly, "Why are you looking at me? I don't use any supernatural powers, and I've received combat training."

"Speaking of which, where's Cindy?"

Peter looked around and found that Cindy was gone. Sylvia shook her head, and the spider silk said it was safe down there before disappearing.

Just then, Peter felt a strong spider-like sensation.

This place, something is calling to me.

what is that?
(End of this chapter)