Chapter 787 Paratroopers are born to be surrounded

Chapter 787 Paratroopers are born to be surrounded

After receiving the order, the Howling Commandos were quickly integrated.

Then, with everyone's eyes full of hope and worry, they boarded the large carrier plane bound for the German border.

This action was very sudden and gave them no time to prepare.

Therefore, there is no possibility of reinforcements, nor can they expect the military to provide help. The only people they can rely on are themselves.

Watching the carrier plane take off, Howard thought deeply and said, "I thought of a way that might help Steve and the others."

"What can I do? Tell me quickly!" Upon hearing that she could help Steve, Paige was so excited that she grabbed Howard's collar.

"Ahem... Calm down first, Paige, I can't breathe." Howard's face turned red, and the tie that was suddenly tightened made him breathless.

"Yes...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Paige's cheeks turned red, and she quickly let go of Howard, and tidied him up, and said awkwardly: "I just...too much Worried about Steve."

"I understand your thoughts, but please calm down first."

Howard straightened his messy collar, calmed down for a moment, and said, "Do you still remember the 'ghost' who has been hunting Hydra on the Siberian ice sheet?"

They also knew some details about the ghosts wandering Siberia.

Although they don't know who the ghost is, what they can determine is that the opponent's target is only Hydra, which has saved Steve and the Howling Commandos several times. Although it was just by chance, to a certain extent, they It should be regarded as a different kind of 'ally'.

Peggy's eyes lit up slightly: "You mean, we can tell the ghost about the Red Skull?"

"Yes, that's what I mean." Howard nodded slightly and said, "Since our targets are Red Skull and Hydra, he probably won't refuse such an opportunity, what do you think?"

"You're right, he will definitely not miss this opportunity." The more Paige thought about it, the more excited she became. If they could get help from that ghost, Steve and the others' chances of survival would be greatly improved.

"But the only problem right now is... we can't contact him." Howard poured cold water on her: "No one can contact that ghost, so we have to think of a way."

"I figured out a way!"

Peggy pulled up a strand of hair on her temples and smiled at him: "We really can't contact him, but it's not too difficult for us to let him know about it."

"You mean..." Howard vaguely understood what she meant.

"Use all the allied broadcasting systems to start broadcasting this news in a loop." Peggy showed the style of an elite female agent and said with sharp eyes: "Since the Red Skull wants to set a trap, then we will fulfill his wish! "

"But..." Howard hesitated: "In this case, if the Red Skull knows our actions, will he evacuate directly?"

"Will not!"

Peggy's eyes were firm and she said with certainty: "The trap set by the Red Skull may not be just for Steve."

"You mean, the Red Skull plans to eliminate the 'Ghost' in one fell swoop?" Howard looked shocked.

"Although it's just a guess, my intuition tells me that the person the Red Skull really wants to target is actually that ghost." Paige looked at the dark night sky with faint eyes, and whispered: "Otherwise, with the caution of the Red Skull, It’s impossible not to think of this, it can only mean... that he did it on purpose!”

"What a formidable enemy."

Howard couldn't help but sigh.

...

Southern Germany, Bavarian Alps.

A large carrier aircraft took advantage of the darkness to cut through the clouds, its huge steel wings soaring in the rumbling wind and snow.

Heroes affected by the severe weather at high altitudes, the entire cabin was bumpy and the personnel had to rely on fixed ropes to stay steady in their positions, but even so, a few people still vomited.

With the exception of Colonel Bucky Barnes, who was confirmed dead in action, basically all members of the Howling Commandos were involved in this operation.

This is the last time...

Steve held the seat belt and kept repeating it in his mind.

As long as he fights this last war, he can retire with peace of mind and spend the rest of his life with the woman he loves.

"We have arrived at the expected airdrop point. Please prepare for landing."

After a reminder from the cab, the door of the carrier aircraft slowly opened, and the cold storm rushed in, refreshing everyone.

"Let's go, see you all on the ground!"

Steve unbuckled his seat belt, stood up, looked around, looked at everyone's determined eyes, and showed a hearty smile: "When I go back this time, I'll treat everyone to a drink."

"I wish you all success and a safe return."

With the driver's blessing, eighteen people jumped out of the cabin door one after another, disappearing into the night wind and snow like a drop of water submerged in the sea.

Choosing to airborne in such extreme weather is really a huge challenge.

Even specially trained airborne pilots would find it difficult to parachute from a high altitude in blizzard weather with unclear visibility.

But this is the only way. There are heavy German defenses near the Bavarian Alps. It is impossible for just a few of them to break through those defense lines, so they can only choose to enter by air.

Whether it can land or not depends entirely on God's will.

But the problem is that the Red Skull is gambling with his life, and they can only offer the same chips.

As of today, both sides have no room for retreat.

Huhuhu...

A figure broke the branch and fell into the snow.

Even though Steve has the physique of a super soldier, he was still badly beaten after landing.

If he hadn't happened to fall on a tree, which slowed down the impact of his fall, he would have probably broken at least one of his legs.

After staggering up from the snow, Steve shook his dazed head, took a few breaths to regain his strength, and then began to contact his team members.

During their descent, they were separated due to heavy wind and snow.

"Sizzssssssssss..."

There was only the sound of sizzling electricity on the channel, and Steve's face became even uglier.

There is a strong signal shielding magnetic field nearby, completely cutting off the possibility of their contact. There is no doubt that this is a trap.

Suddenly, Steve felt a strong uneasiness in his heart. He felt as if he was being targeted by something. Chills were running down his spine, and it was like a real sign of death shrouded him!

boom!

A huge roar shook the snow in the forest.

I saw a powerful dazzling plasma cannon, suddenly piercing the dark night in the forest, carrying a shuddering breath of death.

In almost a thousandth of a second, Steve walked on the edge of life and death many times, and the fighting instinct he had honed allowed him to set up the indestructible vibranium shield, and he jumped into the air and held tight. The ground curled up.

Boom! ! !

The dazzling plasma cannonball hit the shield, bursting out with a blazing brilliance comparable to daylight!

The huge roar that followed resounded throughout the night sky like a mountain collapsing. The snow covering dozens of meters in radius was melted in an instant, and even the earth turned into a piece of hot crystalline scorched earth in the blink of an eye.

Although the shield blocked the plasma explosion, the huge kinetic energy of the explosion still blasted Steve away.

A gully of hundreds of meters was plowed in the snow, and it hit the rock wall of the mountain, leaving a large mark. Steve raised his head and spat out a mouthful of hot blood, feeling as if all the bones in his body were about to break.

Holding back the severe pain in his body, Steve set up his shield, assumed a fighting posture, and looked straight into the depths of the forest.

I saw four terrifying figures about two meters tall, like giants, walking out slowly with heavy steps.

Through the thin moonlight, Steve saw their appearance, and he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, and his heart almost stopped.

The unique jet-black power armor looks like a can, quite in the style of ancient European knights. The armor on the arms and legs is unusually thick, with the Hydra logo embedded on the chest, and is fully covered. There are two red eyes embedded in the visor.

Hydra develops power armor, the king of killing on the battlefield.

As long as there are ten such power armor warriors, an important military position can be captured.

"This... you really think highly of me."

There was a trace of bitterness on Steve's face. For some reason, seeing this scene, he suddenly remembered what an airborne veteran said before.

Paratroopers...are born to be surrounded.

Now it seems that the airborne veteran did not lie to him, and he was indeed surrounded!