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Chapter 34: Captain America on the Streets of Santa Fe
Wow.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the blood spurting out from the big guy's huge body was several meters high, dyeing the entire ground completely red.

"call……"

Logan put one hand on his waist and gasped heavily. His rough breathing sounded as if he had just been relieved from suffocation. His body looked a little hunched standing in the sunset, and sweat mixed with blood kept dripping.

The violent outburst made it difficult for this old body to withstand. The soreness and swelling in his limbs made it difficult for him to make any large movements. If he could hold on for a few more rounds, it would be hard to say who would fall.

But, fortunately, the big guy didn't have the strength to persist.

Logan looked back at the huge body, the headless body, and as the blood flowed, the burly corpse gradually turned white.

"Fortunately it's just a clone."

Logan couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

It is obvious that the cloning ability of the Hydra organization needs to be strengthened. The strength of this big guy is far inferior to that of the real Red Tank.

If the real Red Tank was here, Logan didn't think he could compete with him now.

Bang bang bang! !

The gunshots from the other side gradually became less frequent and finally stopped.

Under the superb marksmanship of Donald and his men, the Hydra soldiers had no ability to counterattack.

Even though their weapons were better than those of Donald and his men, the gap in combat skills could not be made up by equipment.

Not long after Logan killed the big guy, the battle on their side also ended, and all the miscellaneous soldiers became corpses lying in the jungle.

"Let's go. These are just the advance team. Their support will arrive soon. We have to leave here quickly before they completely surround us."

Donald put the pistol into the holster on his waist, patted Logan on the shoulder, and then glanced at the big guy lying on the ground who was dead as hell.

The smooth fracture on the neck made him look more fearful of Logan.

Samuel and Josh, who were responsible for finishing off the enemies and ensuring that no Hydra soldiers were left alive, also came up.

"James, your back is bleeding!"

Samuel noticed Logan's back at the first moment. The cheap suit had been torn long ago, and the torn back was shocking to look at. Scarlet blood continued to seep out of the flesh and drip onto the ground along the torn clothes.

This was the result of the big guy slamming him against the high wall. The violent collision made his back a bloody mess in an instant.

And if he didn't have an adamantium skeleton, if he were an ordinary person, his body would have been shattered to pieces under such an impact.

"I guess those soldiers brought first aid kits!"

Josh quickly turned his head to look at the corpses of Hydra soldiers in the distance. Generally, such a fully armed organization would be equipped with a certain amount of medical kits before setting out.

Logan reached out to stop Josh from searching the body, "There's no time. We have to evacuate."

"What about your injury..." Samuel looked at Logan's back worriedly.

"It's okay, it will heal on its own."

Logan gritted his teeth and endured the severe pain, then turned and walked towards the main entrance of the laboratory. "Let's go, Hydra's car must be nearby."

After a search, the few of them successfully found Hydra's off-road motorcycle hidden near the laboratory before it became completely dark, and quickly returned to the town.

After arriving at the town, several people abandoned the truck provided by the Lawrence family. After all, they were now on the run, and the speed of the truck was not worthy of the word "escape".

Donald bought a car from a small town resident at more than twice the price, and several of them drove the faster car back to Santa Fe overnight.

At the same time, near the laboratory deep in the forest, several off-road motorcycles roared over and stopped steadily in front of the bodies of the Hydra soldiers.

A group of people got off the motorcycle, ignored the scattered corpses, and walked straight to the beheaded big guy.

"One cut off its arm, one cut off its head. Even though it's a clone, its flesh is so dense that bullets can hardly penetrate it. A weapon with such lethality must be a blade made of either vibranium or... adamantium."

A man squatted beside the big guy, carefully examining the body, and added at the end: "There are claw marks on the armor, it seems to be adamantium." The leading man listened to his subordinates' report, stared at the body and said coldly: "It seems that they have cultivated a new Wolverine."

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The gray sedan was whizzing along the highway in the dark night. Compared with the truck, the sedan was obviously much faster.

Samuel, who was sitting in the driver's seat, turned his head from time to time to look at Logan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, worried that the horrific injury on his back would cause him to die on the way back.

But what surprised him was that the speed at which Logan's back injury healed was simply unimaginable for ordinary people.

When they just left the town, blood was still dripping from Logan's back, and the blood completely dyed the passenger seat red.

But after walking out for a while, the bleeding rate decreased rapidly.

Until now, no blood could be seen flowing out of the scars on his back, and some parts had even formed a thick layer of blood scabs.

Samuel couldn't help but marvel at these scenes.

After all, if an ordinary person suffered such an injury, it would be impossible to stop the bleeding without going to the hospital and getting hundreds of stitches.

Donald in the back seat noticed Samuel's surprise and hummed, "Don't be so curious. This guy is a mutant with a self-healing factor. When he was young, he could quickly recover from injuries like this, even the damage from a nuclear bomb explosion."

As he spoke, he suddenly laughed and said to Logan: "But he is so old now that it takes so long to recover from even this little scratch."

While speaking, he even reached out and gently poked the eroded flesh on Logan's back, causing Logan to gasp and quickly turn around to glare at him coldly.

Donald quickly leaned back, showing a harmless smile and raised his hands in surrender.

Logan ignored him and turned to glance at Samuel and Josh. After a moment of silence, he said, "I hope you can keep this a secret."

Samuel said quickly: "Don't worry, you have saved me many times. Even if I die, I will keep this to myself."

Josh in the back also nodded heavily, "Don't worry."

Logan then turned around and looked at the night view outside the window.

He knew that these two people would definitely keep it a secret for him for the time being. After all, they both had to work for the Lawrence family. If they exposed their own secrets, it would be equivalent to exposing the Lawrence family's knowledge of Wolverine's secret.

Whether it is Wolverine or the Lawrence family, they cannot afford to offend them.

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After a night of rapid travel, the group finally entered the territory of Santa Fe City. Returning here, Samuel and Josh felt inexplicably at ease.

"The gas is running low. We need to refuel."

Samuel looked at the car's dashboard, which had warned him half an hour ago that the fuel tank was running low.

Logan nodded. At this time, he had changed into a temporary set of clothes that he had bought when he stopped at the service area, a set of T-shirt and sweatpants, and at the same time, he washed all the blood off his body with mineral water.

While Samuel was waiting in line to refuel his car, Logan got out of the car and went to the convenience store opposite the gas station to buy a pack of cigarettes. He then started smoking while standing in the alley next to the convenience store.

Just as he exhaled a puff of smoke, a voice suddenly came from outside the alley.

"Tony, are you sure this machine is working?"

The familiar voice instantly caught Logan's attention. He quickly hid in the shadows and quietly poked his head out to look carefully in the direction of the voice.

After seeing the source of the sound, Logan's pupils suddenly contracted, "Why are they here..."

Not far away were Steve and Natasha. Although they had changed into casual clothes, their faces were very recognizable.

(End of this chapter)