American comics: This guy is crazy.

Chapter 368 The Rescue of Nanawi is Underway

"Allen!"

After retrieving the round shield, Eren was about to leave when Bucky called out to stop him.

He and Falcon were trapped here, and escaping from the encirclement would not be an easy task. They hoped to use their connections to take this opportunity to get out of their predicament.

"Kiba, what a coincidence."

Upon seeing an old acquaintance, Allen waved and greeted him, ignoring the soldiers' impatience, and swaggered over to the two of them, saying intriguingly, "Kiba, you're so free, going on vacation with a black Batman. I didn't realize you liked men."

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm a normal person," Sam immediately retorted. "Bucky and I are investigating the super serum."

"serum?"

Allen's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Is it the hard, unyielding kind after drinking it?"

"It's a product of your previously improved serum, now re-optimized," Bucky explained.

"How bored are you guys to be investigating such worthless stuff?"

"..."

Worthless?

On the black market, a single vial of serum can now fetch millions of dollars.

However, in Allen's eyes, it was nothing to mention; he could make it by hand if needed.

Of course, the super serum cannot provide him with a significant boost in strength. With a body 72 times stronger than an average person, no serum or other serum can currently achieve the same effect.

Moreover, Allen didn't care about the little bit of power that technology brought, just like the dead muscles that come from technological fitness, which are flashy but impractical.

In reality, fearing that the bell would shrink, Kun Kun would never be able to lift his head again.

"The proliferation of serum has led to the emergence of many superhumans in the world. If left unchecked, the harm it will cause is immeasurable," Bucky said solemnly.

"Let me take a look."

Allen glanced at the criminals hiding inside the building and sprinted towards them.

After a burst of gunfire subsided, figures flew out one after another.

Then, Allen came out carrying a briefcase with a combination lock.

Instantly, the officer's pupils contracted, and he raised his hand to signal the soldiers to be ready to fire at any moment.

Their purpose in coming here was to seize the serum, and with the target item right in front of them, they naturally paid extra attention to it.

Who could resist the temptation of gaining superhuman strength through injection of a super serum?

The officers, in the prime of their lives, even dreamed of using their power to overthrow the warlords and take over the rule of the country themselves.

"Friend, could you please give me the serum?" the officer asked.

The combination lock box was opened by hand, and three vials of serum were embedded in a sponge to prevent damage during transportation.

However, Allen did not respond. Instead, he broke off a vial of serum and smelled the liquid.

"It stinks!"

A foul, pungent odor made Allen disgustedly toss the object aside, while his gaze toward the criminals softened with pity.

As expected, the serum was defective.

"It's for you."

Allen casually put down the briefcase, then raised his hand to create a portal, looking at Bucky and Sam and calling out, "I'm going home, wanna come along?"

Bucky and Sam exchanged a glance and immediately followed.

Seeing this, the new Captain America, Walker, shouted, "Wait, take me with you!"

As a result, the portal suddenly closed, without any intention of taking him along.

The next moment, Allen and the other two had returned to America.

As for how to locate the new Captain America and retrieve the round shield, Unita only needed to hack into the network and access surveillance footage to track his movements.

"Why send out the serum?" Sam asked, puzzled.

Allen said mysteriously, "This thing is a failed product. Men who inject it can't breathe on others; they can only be breathed on by others. Women who inject it can breathe on others."

"..."

No wonder…

Bucky and Sam recalled that the group of men on the other side had unnaturally clean faces, without a single stubble of beard, while the few female criminals looked exceptionally burly.

Smile at each other.

I suddenly felt that the serum was completely useless.

So what if you're given great power? If you're not good enough, you're not good enough, no matter how fierce you are.

"By the way, where is this place?"

Sam looked at the closed corridor, which resembled a secret military base.

beep...

In an instant, a striking red light flashed, accompanied by a piercing alarm.

"Damn it, our whereabouts have been discovered."

Allen confidently stated, "I have a Plan B."

They suddenly realized that they had been teleported to a secret military base.

However, Sam calmly replied, "I can intercede on your behalf."

After all, he has an official background and can say something, so there's no need to make a big fuss.

"real?"

Allen looked at him skeptically and said, "Black Batman, is your influence really that effective?"

"I'm Falcon, don't call me Batman. If you mention the word 'nigger' again, I'll sue you for racial discrimination," Sam said irritably.

"Okay, Black Falcon."

"..."

Knowing that Alan was mentally ill, Sam had no choice but to forgive him.

He can't beat them in a fight, and he won't listen to reason; he's difficult to deal with...

A series of footsteps approached.

The heavily armed guards are approaching.

"Guys, don't be nervous. I'm Falcon, an active-duty Air Force Major..."

Sam's tone carried a strange confidence, as if revealing his origins would surely command the respect of the guards opposite him.

bang bang bang...

"A generous gift of crab..."

Bullets responded, forcing the three to retreat around a corner.

Undeterred, Sam poked his head out and shouted a reminder: "I'm Major Sam, I know Colonel Rhodes, we're all on the same side."

Unfortunately, concentrated firepower suppressed them back.

Bucky patted him on the shoulder, and Sam instinctively said, "Don't try to comfort me, there must be some misunderstanding."

Bucky simply pointed to the words on the wall and offered no further explanation.

The first thing you see is the Lex Group Employee Guidelines Manual.

An embarrassed blush rose on Sam's dark cheeks.

It turns out it was all a misunderstanding.

It turns out they had broken into Lai Tu's research base.

At this moment, Allen stretched his shinbone and swung the round shield in his right hand back and forth, trying to find a feel for it.

Suddenly, it was thrown towards the defenders who were maintaining their tactical formation on the opposite side.

Without even glancing at him, Allen retreated to the corner.

"Based on my meticulous analysis, the angle at which the shield was thrown just now, along with its rebound trajectory, essentially cleared the area," Allen said confidently.

Indeed, the suppressive gunfire ceased.

The three of them peered out from behind the wall to observe the situation.

In fact, the attack missed, and the round shield was deeply embedded in the wall.

The reason the guards stopped firing was because they were shocked by the force of the enemy's shots.

The underground research base was originally built to withstand nuclear bombs, with every wall filled with a large amount of steel reinforcement to withstand artillery bombardment.

From his command center, Luther watched the monitors and ordered, "Withdraw. Don't make pointless sacrifices."

On another screen, data analysis was displayed.

The destructive power of the round shield's attack had already been calculated, leading to the conclusion that adding more guards would only result in certain deaths.

Although Luther's family was wealthy and didn't care about a small amount of compensation, he ultimately didn't want to suffer any loss of life.

(End of this chapter)