Steve pursued the Nazi agent relentlessly, and despite a few shots fired by the agent, Steve remained unharmed. Eventually, the agent reached a small dock in Brooklyn, where he hijacked a child and successfully distanced himself from Steve.
He then activated a remote control to surface a pre-prepared submarine, boarded it, and sailed out of the port. His goal was to escape Steve, who had become a super soldier.
However, back on the shore, Steve managed to land a knee strike, bringing the Nazi agent to the ground. During the struggle, a bottle of blue potion fell from the agent and shattered on the ground.
As Steve attempted to question the agent, the latter chose to end his own life by ingesting poison.
Meanwhile, Dr. Abraham had also died, and the Nazi agent had destroyed his research notes. The military was eager to continue the study of the Super Soldier Serum, prompting them to summon Steve to draw his blood.
However, the serum had already been integrated with Steve's genetic makeup, making it impossible to replicate Dr. Abraham's formula.
Howard Stark was aware that Alex possessed a sample of the Super Soldier Serum and used it as a bargaining chip to negotiate favorable terms with the military, securing significant benefits for Stark Industries. Howard handed over the serum to the military.
Yet, without Dr. Abraham's research and development formula, reverse-engineering the Super Soldier Serum proved futile.
Steve didn't return to the barracks that night, and his former boot camp had been disbanded in preparation for deployment to the European battlefield.
Steve donned the Captain America costume that had become synonymous with his identity and began touring to promote war bonds and increase security sales.
On the other hand, Alex had pushed his physical abilities to the limits attainable by the human body. Whether it was strength, speed, or intelligence, everything had been enhanced.
Understanding that knowledge was power, and equipped with an unparalleled memory, Alex delved into a wide range of subjects, with a particular focus on genetics.
Meanwhile, Howard examined the mechanical parts of the Nazi submarine that had piqued his interest. Lacking any prior knowledge of this technology, he decided to disassemble it with Alex's help.
Using his magnetic abilities, Alex lifted and controlled the submarine with ease.
"You should be in school at your age, not tinkering at home," Howard remarked, wiping sweat from his brow as he observed Alex engrossed in a genetics book.
Alex shot Howard an incredulous look. At his age, he was supposed to attend school with a bunch of ten-year-old kids? It seemed absurd to him.
"Nope, what can elementary school teach me? I've already self-taught college-level knowledge." Alex remarked with a hint of disdain.
"This way, you can meet other kids and make friends. It's better than just staying at home," Howard replied.
"Make friends with a bunch of kids playing in the mud? I think I could pass Massachusetts or Cambridge, maybe even Oxford when I go to college now," Alex retorted as he jumped off the sofa and headed for the door. He told Howard, "I'm going to see Steve's performance now. I won't be back for a while."
"Alright, have a good time," Howard replied without turning away, still engrossed in studying the two submarines.
Alex made his way to the securities sales center, where Steve was performing. To be honest, Alex was more interested in the beautiful women dancers in the show than Steve's performance.
As for Steve, he was dressed in a rather unimpressive costume, quite different from the super soldier he had become.
Although it might not be the most appropriate description, it was a fact that most people came to see the attractive performers and Alex was no exception. After the performance, Alex went backstage and found Steve.
Steve spotted Alex and greeted him with a smile, "Hey, Alex."
"You're discharged? Instead of fighting Nazis on the battlefield, you're here performing in this getup?" Alex asked knowingly.
Steve let out a hearty laugh, took a seat on the side, and replied with a hint of helplessness, "What can I do? Dr. Abraham was assassinated by a Nazi agent, and the super soldier program was abandoned. I was the only one who succeeded. There were no battles because my debut made it into the newspapers, so they want me to be an actor."
"That's tough luck. But believe me, gold always shines. You've done it before, and you'll do it again in the future, just like when you were chosen as an experiment for the successful Super Soldier Project," Alex offered some words of comfort.
"Thanks for the encouragement," Steve said with a smile, patting Alex on the shoulder.
"Encouragement? No, what I said is just a fact," Alex replied casually.
(End of this chapter)
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