"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the future world created by Stark Industries! Do you believe that a wave of new technologies is sweeping across, and perhaps in a few years, cars will no longer have to touch the ground! "
After taking the phone and taking out a handkerchief to wipe his lips, Iron Man's father began his performance.
He seemed to enjoy the attention from the bottom of the stage. While promoting his company's innovative technology, he asked the beautiful girl to take off the four wheels of the red car.
Standing on the stage, Howard Stark does not look like a scientist, but more like a magician who is well versed in performance skills.
Know what means to use to catch the audience's attention.
"With the latest anti-gravity technology developed by Stark Company, all this will be possible!"
Howard smiled and turned on the instrument.
The car that had its wheels removed slowly floated up.
This magical scene made the audience hold their breath.
The corners of Luke's mouth twitched. He had no interest in Howard Stark's gadgets.
Although the other party can be regarded as one of the smartest geniuses in the world, he is the same as Iron Man Tony Stark who has not yet matured.
They all have a common characteristic, or a character flaw inherited in the family -
That’s just not easy to deal with!
Perhaps this can be attributed to a common problem among geniuses!
Taking this opportunity, Luke sneaked out of the crowd and got rid of the unnecessary entanglement of the young girls.
Let Bucky, who is about to rush to England to serve his motherland, enjoy the youthful and lively gentle country.
Turning his head inadvertently, Luke saw Rogers' thin back.
He left the crowd gathered on the stage and walked towards the recruiting station not far away.
Luke took a deep breath and thought that was the beginning of Captain America.
He put his hands in his pockets, wondering what he should do.
Although it is said that the right way is to keep growing.
But who knows when the golden finger will arrive.
Moreover, going to the Marvel Studios just thinking about living a peaceful life as an ordinary person seems to be a waste of time travel quota.
While thinking, Luke saw the figure of an old man again.
He has gray hair, is somewhat bald, and wears glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Abraham Erskine!
Luke recognized the other person.
The developer of the super soldier serum, the German scientist who single-handedly created the Red Skull, the leader of Hydra, slowly walked into the recruiting station.
"Yeah! It seems there is a stalker!"
Luke, who was about to follow, suddenly turned solemn.
He saw several men in black wearing round hats following Abraham Erskine.
Their waists bulged, their expressions were tense, and they looked around.
He doesn't look like an ordinary tourist, and his identity is much different from that of the accompanying bodyguards.
"Hydra?"
An idea popped into Luke's mind.
As the developer of the super soldier serum, Dr. Erskine must be a thorn in Hydra's side and a thorn in its flesh.
The Red Skull will do everything possible to get rid of this threat!
Once the Allies get the super soldier serum and create a large number of super soldiers, there will be no suspense about the outcome of this war.
As his thoughts flashed, Luke also walked into the recruiting station.
"Steve..."
Bucky came back from Howard Stark's performance and turned to look at his unhappy friend, only to find that he had already disappeared.
"Luke..."
He looked at Luke again, but to his surprise there was no one there either.
"What's going on! Where have everyone gone?"
Bucky muttered something and was dragged to other exhibition areas by the remaining female companions.
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"The battlefield is not for you."
At the recruiting station, Rogers was rejected again.
The officer who recruited soldiers to join the army saw his thin figure and expressed his attitude without thinking, without even looking at the filled-in information form.
Although Rogers argued hard and spoke sincerely.
But no matter what he said, the officer just shook his head.
In his opinion, sending this thin little man to the battlefield was no different from murder.
"There are many things you can do, and you don't have to join the army. We are in urgent need of labor right now. You can go to the factory to make weapons for the front line, or you can find another job!"
The officer said impatiently.
He pushed Rogers' enlistment form back with a cold expression that said "no negotiable".
"War is not a fight! If you go to the battlefield, you will only drag down other people! Instead of doing this, it is better to stay behind the homeland!"
"Be content, kid! You don't have to risk your life in a hail of bullets. This is a good thing that many people can't even imagine!"
Looking at the thin little man in front of him, the recruiting officer said this.
He couldn't understand why the other party had to join the army. Wouldn't it be better to stay in the country
There is no life-threatening danger, and there is no need to experience the cruelty of war.
No matter how precious the medal that symbolizes honor is, is it more important than living
Who doesn't know now that the Allies and the Axis powers are at war with each other.
Every battlefield is like a meat grinder, constantly devouring the flesh and blood of both sides.
I am afraid only God knows the exact number of corpses filled in the trench!
"Sir! I want to serve the country! I want to do something! I can definitely do something..."
The recruiting officer avoided Rogers' determined gaze and shook his head again.
Everything must be done according to the rules, and he cannot recruit an unqualified soldier.
The gradually rising voices of the two attracted Abraham Erskine's attention.
He looked at Rogers, who looked depressed, and seemed to have thought of something.
"It's really exactly the same as the trajectory of history..."
Luke watched quietly on the side, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
But he soon stopped smiling, because behind Abraham Erskine, the men in black who were following him were approaching.
Their eyes were cold and murderous, and their right hands slowly reached towards the bulge at their waists.
Almost instantly!
The man in black opened his clothes!
Pull out your hidden pistol!
The cold muzzle was pointed at Abraham Erskine.
It seemed like the trigger was about to be pulled the next second.
Bang!
A gunshot!
The crowd in the recruiting station immediately fell into panic, and screams with panic filled the air like steam from a locomotive.
Those new recruits in military uniforms who had not yet joined the army were like ants on a hot pot, running around without a clue.
They had never been on the battlefield, let alone received formal training, and had no idea what to do.
The officer in charge of the guard fell in a pool of blood, with a bullet hole in the white round cap he wore.
Blood gurgled out from the back of his head, and combined with the twisted face, it was particularly terrifying.
"Let's go!"
Luke, who was hiding aside, pulled up Dr. Erskine, who had fallen to the ground, and turned into a compartment in the corridor.
Fierce gunshots came from behind, and bullets hit the wall, splattering large clouds of dust.
Luke glanced at Rogers, who was hiding behind the cabinet with his head in his hands, and a strange idea came to his mind.
If the future Captain America dies, how will things develop next
Will a new hero appear
Or will the Third Reich win the war and the Red Skull conquer the world
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The clear sound of a gunshot interrupted Luke's distracting thoughts.
He looked at the nervous Dr. Erskine and whispered: "You hide here! Don't move around!"
Outside the compartment, the sound of "tap-tat-tat" footsteps gradually approached.
Under the closed curtain, a figure holding a gun emerged due to the light.
Luke touched the Colt M1911 on the back of his waist, took a deep breath, and suddenly rushed out of the corridor compartment! (End of chapter)