1943, Brooklyn.
Thick haze shrouded every corner of the city, and occasionally sharp air-raid sirens flashed across the dark sky.
In the world at this time, the Axis Powers, headed by the German Third Reich, were at war with the anti-fascist Allies.
The radio and newspapers are full of news about war casualties and international situations every day.
From Europe to Asia, from the Atlantic to the Pacific.
The flames of war are everywhere and the smoke is everywhere.
No one knows which one comes first, hope or destruction.
To paraphrase Luke, it all sucks!
"How wonderful it would be if the time point I traveled through could be decades later! Go to Hollywood to write a few scripts, make a few movies, win a few Oscars, or at the worst, you can become financially free by plagiarizing best-selling books. Enjoy the corruption of capitalism.”
Located on the corner of the street, in a deserted pub.
Luke held his head in his hands, put his legs on the table, and sighed with regret.
"In other words, just give me a normal world. The U.S. economy after World War II is unprecedentedly prosperous. If you seize the opportunity, it is not difficult to make the first pot of gold. It's just... What the hell is going to the Marvel studio? ?”
Luke sighed and opened today's newspaper. The most eye-catching headline was that President Roosevelt held a meeting with Churchill and Stalin in Tehran.
The Allies decided to open a second battlefield in Europe in order to defeat the German Nazis as soon as possible.
But what caught his attention was not the direction of the world war, but the scandal in the corner -
Howard Stark and Hollywood's "Goddess of Love" Rita Hayworth were photographed by reporters visiting the Waldorf Astoria Hotel together.
There is also a quite clear black and white photo below.
"Stark Industries..."
Luke, who was only twenty years old, had a wry smile on his lips.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, Howard Stark is just an arms tycoon with wealth and a smart mind.
But for Luke, the other party has another important identity.
The future Iron Man, Tony Stark's father.
It was the presence of Howard Stark that made Luke confirm that he really ran to the Marvel studio.
And it’s the beginning of it all!
The starting point of the timeline where all the big events have not happened yet!
This is both good news and bad news.
The good news is that Luke may never see Thanos, the director of the Universal Family Planning Commission, snap his fingers until his death.
The bad news is that he can't even find Coulson, the newbie village leader, or go to Queens to find Spider-Man.
Not to mention the rest of the Avengers, even Nick Fury doesn't know where he is now, and it's completely impossible to make the "strategy" that Luke saw in his previous life work.
Normally, he shouldn't be living in Hell's Kitchen and then being approached by SHIELD.
In order to get to know a middle-aged agent with a precarious hairline, or meet a baby Spider-Man, and gain experience with the group along the way
If you're lucky and bring your own plug-in, there might even be a Black Widow who comes to your door and uses her seduction skills.
"I'm obviously here from the European Emperor."
Luke never expected that his starting point would be the United States in the context of World War II.
And, inexplicably, he became a spiritual guy on the streets of Brooklyn.
"It gives me a headache just thinking about it."
Luke covered his face with a newspaper to relieve his depression.
It has been almost five or six years since he traveled to this world, and he has already accepted the new identity of "Luke Cavill".
He also accepted that his family is an Irish immigrant, his father died in a gang vendetta, his mother died of tuberculosis, and he has no younger sister.
Nowadays, the only person around Luke who can be called a relative is the uncle who often "painted houses" when he was young.
Paint the house.
This is a slang.
Luke's uncle was not a house painter - the phrase was used to refer to murder.
Because it's hard not to splatter blood on the walls when dealing with certain troubles, gangsters are accustomed to using the term "house painting" to describe dirty work.
Luke's uncle was one such guy who did the gang's dirty work—in his youth.
He was once a war veteran, and later began to "paint houses" for gangs in order to support his family.
Because he is decisive and clean in his work and never leaves any unnecessary clues, he has always been highly appreciated by senior officials.
In the years after his parents died, Luke also relied on his uncle's support to prevent him from starving to death.
"My golden finger hasn't been paid for so long..."
Luke felt even more sad when he thought of the must-have plug-in for every senior time traveler.
first.
The reason why he traveled through
It's because of a very nonsense reason.
Game cash!
That's right, Luke at that time was addicted to a fighting game that used superheroes as a selling point.
And Krypton Gold showed no mercy, trying to use this simple and crude method to change the fate of his non-chiefs.
One afternoon, he couldn't hold it back and bought a luxury gift package in the game—which included an SSS-level Superman card and multiple templates for Sons of Krypton.
It can be said to be extremely cost-effective!
But the moment he clicked on the gift package, Luke opened and closed his eyes and traveled through time.
The most unfortunate thing is not this.
Maybe it was because of the poor signal, the luxurious gift package that came with him through time.
It took me five or six years to connect online and load the progress.
[99%]
Luke glanced at the progress bar in his consciousness space, with an expectant expression on his face.
Over the years, he has insisted on doing a hundred push-ups, a hundred sit-ups, and a hundred squats every day, and actively bask in the sun, just to wait for the moment when the luxury gift package is opened.
Unfortunately, I don’t know if it’s because it’s too far from the studio next door, the signal is not good, or for other reasons.
The progress bar has always been stuck at the 99th percentile node and is unwilling to move forward.
This gave Luke a headache.
"You won't let me collect an infinite gem to open it, it's not that deceptive..."
Luke pouted, wishing he could get superhuman strength.
Then you can develop steadily in this dangerous world.
By then, his life might be better than that on the set next door.
After all, it’s not such a dark painting style.
"I long for plug-ins..."
Just when Luke was screaming in his heart, the door of the tavern was pushed open.
Ding dong!
The crisp bell sounded.
"Luke! I've been looking for you for a long time!"
The young man wearing the brown military uniform of an army soldier and holding a newspaper in his hand spoke out.
"I went to your house and found that you were not at home, so I ran to old Joseph's tavern! I know you are here!"
The handsome, high-spirited young man pulled out a chair and sat across from Luke.
"I'm helping old Joseph look after the store. He's sick. Bucky, have you received the order?"
Luke took off the newspaper covering his face and said lazily.
The young man sitting opposite him is none other than the future Winter Soldier and Captain America's good friend, James Barnes.
"Bucky" is his nickname, which can also be used as a kind of endearment. Only close friends would call him this.
"Of course! 107th Infantry Regiment! You should call me Sergeant James Barnes now! I will set sail for England tomorrow morning."
Bucky held his chest out and raised his head, a look of pride on his face.
It was World War II at this time, and Uncle Sam’s recruitment posters were everywhere in the states.
The passionate slogans and pervasive television speeches inspired the patriotism of a large number of young people.
They can't wait to go to the battlefield and win medals of honor.
"It's a shame I can't be with you."
Luke said pretending to be disappointed.
He actually had no plans to join the army.
After finally traveling through time, I ended up helping Uncle Sam fight the Nazis in Germany. This internationalist spirit was so touching.
The reason why I say this is just to maintain the character.
In the current environment, joining the military is something that most young people will do.
"Someone has to stay and take care of Steve. He always likes to meddle in other people's business, which is really disturbing!"
Bucky patted his friend's shoulder comfortingly.
He and Luke had discussed secretly, hoping to have someone stay on the mainland.
It's a pity that Luke lost the drinking contest to decide who would join the army - well, he did it on purpose.
"Actually, it's not bad to think about it. All the men in New York have gone to the army, and there are only 3.5 million women left in this city... Maybe I can have the opportunity to comfort some of them, those fragile and beautiful hearts."
Luke joked.
He and Bucky had known each other a few years ago.
The other party and Steve Rogers are both friends of the original person.
"Steve doesn't think so, he's so stupid."
Bucky sighed.
He frowned when he thought of that troublesome little man.
The other party also wants to rush to the battlefield like him.
However, it has not become the hardware standard for military personnel.
"When are we going to find Steve? He must be at that movie theater again."
Shaking away the melancholy in his head, Bucky took out a few tickets from his pocket and said enthusiastically: "You can go to Stark Industries' Tomorrow's World Expo tonight! I have an appointment with some beautiful girls!" (End of Chapter)