"The mission isn't over yet. I can keep fighting like this all day!"
While Hawking was speaking with Nick Fury, the only remaining cockpit was suddenly kicked open. A broad-chested man with a very perky butt, dressed in a black skintight combat suit and carrying a diamond-shaped shield, stepped out.
With a furious roar, he charged Hawking at incredible speed, unleashing a vicious combo aimed blow after blow at Hawking's vital points.
"Even after being brainwashed by Hydra, that never-say-die personality hasn't changed. As expected of you, Mr. Perky Butt!"
Seeing Hydra Steve trying to engage him in close-quarters combat, Hawking smiled and shook his head. He did not move from where he stood, merely extending two fingers to block every move in Hydra Steve's combo.
Clearly, although the scrawny Steve had failed to receive the genuine Super Soldier Serum due to an accident, Hydra had injected him with a serum of their own after taking control of him.
As a result, he had likewise become a muscular man with an excellent physique. Only his uniform was now black, with Hydra's emblem printed on it.
His Vibranium Shield had also become a diamond-shaped metal shield.
But even so, under Hawking's absolute superiority in strength and speed, none of those techniques were of any use.
Tai Chi could use four ounces to deflect a thousand pounds, but its limit was still a thousand pounds. It was impossible to deflect a million pounds.
"Mr. Hawking, if possible, please don't take his life. He should be Steve Rogers of the Howling Commandos from World War II. Hydra may have controlled him through some special method."
Nick Fury, seated in the car, carefully studied Steve's appearance and quickly recognized him as the Steve Captain Carter had been searching for—the man who had vanished decades