The Red Skull seethed with hatred for his enemy, his eyes blazing. He gritted his teeth and snarled, "Be silent, you wretched Rogers!" "I'll tear your wings off!",While Captain and Red Skull were locked in battle, exhausted and vulnerable, a mysterious flying craft seized the opportunity, capturing them both. The timing was impeccable, coincidental or carefully orchestrated What is the true purpose of this craft and its shadowy mastermind,Iron Man shrugged, sighing helplessly: "I hope so. For some reason, I'm on edge right now, with a bad feeling, like an impending apocalypse is coming."。