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The C-47 was flying almost close to the mountain ridge. Outside the window were sheer, knife-edged peaks and bottomless cliffs.

Howard Stark's voice came through the radio, albeit intermittently.

“Steve! Listen! My scanner shows there’s a dead end thirty kilometers ahead! Nothing there! Listen to me, turn around now, and I’ll treat you to the best bar!”

Steve ignored him, walked straight to the cabin door, and pulled it open.

The sub-zero wind howled in, and the ice shards felt like knives hitting my face.

Chu Hang squinted and looked down.

Below lies a bottomless chasm, with near-vertical cliffs on both sides. In the center of the canyon, a glacial river churns and rolls.

The most breathtaking part is at the end of the canyon.

A massive glacial waterfall, hundreds of meters wide, cascaded down from the sky. Countless chunks of ice and meltwater crashed into the deep pool, the roar penetrating the cabin and making everyone's eardrums ache.

"Ready for action!"

Steve yelled and was the first to attach the grappling hook to the track inside the cabin.

Their plan is crazy.

It wasn't skydiving, but rather a rapid descent from an airplane to the bottom of a canyon hundreds of meters deep.

"Chu! You're first!" Steve turned to look at Chu Hang.

"Why me again?" Chu Hang protested.

“I need your judgment,” Steve’s reasoning was simple: “Go down and scout ahead.”

Without another word, Chu Hang, with the help of several team members, was hung outside the cabin. Below him was an abyss, and the howling wind made him sway from side to side.

At Steve's command, the winch spun rapidly.

Chu Hang's body instantly lost weight and plummeted straight into the darkness.

The feeling of weightlessness was squeezing his internal organs. The wind screamed in his ears. He struggled to control his body, maximizing his heightened senses.

Everything around him slowed down in his mind.

When we were halfway down the canyon, I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my head.

He screamed into the communicator in his throat with all his might: "Left! Watch the left! There's something wrong with that protruding black rock!"

The black rock split open silently, revealing a cannon muzzle that gleamed with blue light.

A beam of blue energy, thicker than a thigh, tore through the air and blasted towards Chu Hang in mid-air.

"Watch out!" came the team members' exclamations over the communicator.

Too fast! There was no time to react.

Just then, a figure dressed in red and blue jumped out of the cabin.

A deafening roar echoed through the canyon. The vibranium shield stood firmly in front of Chu Hang.

The energy beam slammed solidly into the Star Shield.

The terrifying energy was absorbed by the shield and then spread out, forming a blue halo. Wherever the halo swept across, the rock walls were scorched red.

Steve was thrown into the air by the huge impact, but he managed to regain his balance and gripped his shield tightly.

"Shoot it down!" he roared at the plane.

On the plane, Farsworth picked up an energy jamming gun, locked onto the turret, and pulled the trigger.

An invisible ripple struck the turret.

The blue light from the turret quickly dimmed, a plume of black smoke rose, and it retreated back into the rocks.

"Are you alright?" Stephen swung over to Chu Hang's side, his voice still tinged with lingering fear.

"It's alright, Captain." Chu Hang breathed a sigh of relief. "Luckily, you reacted quickly."

“Your instincts saved us.” Steve looked at him, his eyes filled with even deeper trust. “Keep descending! Everyone, stay alert!”

With this experience, Chu Hang became the focus of everyone's attention during the subsequent descent.

"Fifty meters below, there's something under the ice on the right." His voice came through the channel.

Logan swung across, his bone claws slicing across the ice. Beneath the ice, a red sensor flashed. It was a pressure mine.

"Continue descending twenty meters; there are three thin lines ahead."

Dugan stopped and took out his thermal imaging telescope to look down. Three almost invisible laser tripwires lay across their path of descent.

“Fuck!” Dugan cursed under his breath.

Thanks to Chu Hang's accurate warnings time and time again, the team narrowly avoided all the traps.

A few minutes later, everyone landed on the glacier bank at the bottom of the canyon.

Overhead, the C-47 circled once and disappeared into the depths of the clouds.

“Howard, can you hear me?” Steve asked into the communicator.

"Yes! My God, you actually went down there!" Howard's voice was filled with disbelief. "You bunch of lunatics! I saw you dodge at least twelve energy turrets! This is unbelievable! Can that kid Chu's judgment be that accurate?!"

"Where's the entrance?" Steve interrupted him.

"I don't know!" Howard was nearly frantic. "I told you, there's no signal here! Unless... unless Hydra built their base hundreds of meters underground and used some kind of advanced technology to block everything!"

Steve frowned and subconsciously looked at Chu Hang.

All eyes were once again focused on Chu Hang.

Chu Hang didn't say anything.

Despite the pressure, he walked to the massive glacial waterfall.

The deafening roar almost ripped our eardrums apart, and a wave of icy steam hit us in the face.

He reached out and touched the seemingly indestructible ice wall.

A bone-chilling coldness came from my fingertips.

But in his perception, it wasn't ice at all.

It is a holographic projection.

Behind it was an ridiculously thick alloy door. Defense level? Indestructible.

Higher-dimensional energy is needed...

Chu Hang took a deep breath and reached for the "useless" condenser under the gun at his waist.

He turned around, looked at his teammates shivering from the cold behind him, and calmly spoke:

"Gentlemen, don't believe your eyes."

He pointed to the enormous glacial waterfall in front of him, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Welcome to Hydra's lair."

"This entire waterfall... is their gateway."

Chapter 53 The Truth Revealed by a Shield

The entire waterfall... is it a gate?

What the hell is this? Has this kid been out in the freezing cold for too long and frozen his brain to a crisp?

"What a damn international joke!"

These seasoned veterans would rather believe that the enemy had become a god than believe that the natural wonder they were seeing was a fake.

There was only one exception in the crowd.

This ancient monster, who had lived for over a hundred years, still leaned lazily against the cold rock wall, his arms crossed over his chest. His beastly eyes, which seemed to see right through people, scanned back and forth between Chu Hang and the enormous waterfall.

His eyes didn't hold the shock of others who had seen a ghost; instead, they held an almost tangible scrutiny and inquiry.

As a mutant with top-tier animal senses, he couldn't smell anything amiss or hear any unusual sounds.

Everything here seemed perfectly normal to him.

But his intuition, that intuition honed through countless brushes with death and more accurate than any instrument, was frantically warning him.

This mysterious young man from the East named Chu Hang never does anything he's not sure he can do.

From the Normandy landings to now penetrating deep behind enemy lines, how many "miracles" has this guy created?

In the eerie silence, only Howard continued to chatter incessantly on the communicator, like a frantic old woman trying to pull Chu Hang back from the precipice of "feudal superstition" with pale words like "science," "logic," and "reason."

However, Steve Rogers completely ignored him.

Captain America just stared intently at Chu Hang, his eyes, bluer than the clear sky atop the Alps, held not a trace of doubt, only a pure, almost blind, trust.

This trust was earned by Chu Hang through countless battles, through his incredible predictions and outstanding achievements.

"Prove it to me."

Steve spoke. His voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally steady, like a pillar of strength that instantly suppressed Howard's roar in the command channel and the fear in the team's hearts.

Upon hearing those two words, Chu Hang was overjoyed.

This is what he was waiting for!

If word gets out, he won't be going to bomb Hydra's base tomorrow; instead, Howard Stark will take him away, strap him to an operating table, and use him as a lab rat for research.

Therefore, he needed a simple, direct, and intuitive proof that could shut these guys up, especially that mad scientist Howard.

Chu Hang turned around and looked at Steve again, a grin revealing a set of teeth that appeared exceptionally white in the cold air.

“Captain, this proof couldn’t be simpler.” He pointed to the iconic red and blue shield with a five-pointed star on Steve’s arm, his tone as casual as if he were saying to someone on the street, “Hey buddy, can I borrow a light?”

"Use your precious pot lid, point it at it, and give it a good whack with all your might."

Steve was stunned.

The members of the Roaring Commando were also stunned.

Howard on the other end of the communicator exploded: "That's it?! Chu! Are you really crazy or just pretending?!" His voice was hoarse with excitement. "That shield is made of vibranium! It's a miracle metal that's unique on Earth! But it's still just a shield! You want Steve to throw it into the waterfall? Are you trying to make our only super soldier lose his most important, and only, weapon before the mission even officially begins?! What if it falls into the deep pool behind and can't be found? Are you going to compensate us?!"

"Why don't you try and see?" Chu Hang shrugged indifferently, his face displaying a calm expression that said, "You mortals are just overthinking things."