Ladies and gentlemen, welcome you to the future world created by Stark Industries! Do you believe that a wave of new technologies is sweeping, and perhaps cars in a few years will no longer have to touch the ground! "
took the microphone, took out a handkerchief and wiped his lips, Iron Man's father started his own performance.
He seemed to enjoy the gaze under the stage, while advertised his own company's innovative technology, while beckoning the beautiful girl to take off the four wheels of the red car.
Howard Stark, standing on the stage, is not like a scientist, but more like a magician who is proficient in acting skills.
knows what means to use to grab the attention of the audience.
"Stark's latest anti-gravity technology, all of this will be possible!"
Howard smiled and turned on the instrument.
The car with the wheels removed slowly floats 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 opponent is considered to be 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 defect inherited from the family——
That's not easy to deal with!
Maybe, this can be attributed to a common problem among geniuses!
Taking this opportunity, Luke sneaked out of the crowd to get rid of the unnecessary entanglement of the young girls.
The youthful and lively gentle township is still reserved for Bucky, who is about to rush to England and serve his motherland, to enjoy.
Turning his head inadvertently, Luke saw Rogers' thin back.
He left the crowd gathered on the stage and walked towards the conscription station not far away.
Luke took a deep breath, thinking that was the beginning of Captain America.
He put his hands in his pockets, thinking about what he should do.
Although it is said, development is the right way.
But who knows when the cheats will arrive.
And, when I went to the Marvel studio, I was thinking about living a peaceful life for ordinary people. It seemed a bit of a waste of crossing places.
After thinking, Luke saw the figure of an old man again.
Gray hair, a little bald, with glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Abraham Erskine!
Luke recognized him.
The developer of the super soldier serum, the German scientist who made the Hydra leader Red Skull, walked slowly into the conscription station.
"Hmm! There seem to be stalkers!"
Luke, who was about to follow, suddenly turned serious.
He saw that behind Abraham Erskine, a few men in black wearing round hats followed him.
There was a bulge around their waists, their expressions nervous, and they looked around.
does not look like an ordinary tourist, and his identity with the accompanying bodyguard is much different.
"Hydra?"
A thought came to Luke's mind.
As the developer of the super soldier serum, Dr. Erskine must be a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh of Hydra.
The Red Skull will do everything possible to get rid of this threat!
Once the Allied countries get the super soldier serum and create a large number of super soldiers, there will be no suspense about winning or losing this war.
While his thoughts flashed, Luke also walked into the drafting station.
"Steve..."
Bucky recovered from Howard Stark's performance and turned to look at his unhappy friend, only to find that the other party had long since disappeared.
"Luke..."
He looked at Luke again, but he didn't expect to see anyone.
"What's going on! Where did you go one by one!"
Bucky murmured, and was dragged to other exhibition areas by the remaining female companions.
...
...
"The battlefield is not for you."
In the drafting station, Rogers was rejected again.
The officer who recruited soldiers into the army saw his thin body and showed his attitude without even thinking about it. He didn't even read the completed information form.
Despite his arguments, Rogers spoke earnestly.
But no matter what he said, the officer just shook his head.
In his opinion, sending this thin, thin man to the battlefield is no different from murder.
"You still have a lot to do, you don't have to join the army. We are in urgent need of labor now. You can go to the factory to make weapons for the frontline, or you can find another job!"
the officer said impatiently.
He pushed Rogers's enlistment form back, with a nonchalant expression on his face.
"War is not a fight! You will only drag other people on the battlefield! Instead of this, it is better to stay behind the mainland!"
"Satisfaction, kid! Don't risk your life and shuttle in the rain of bullets. This is a good thing that many people can't even think of!"
Looking at the thin little man in front of him, the conscription officer said so.
He didn't understand why the opponent had to join the army, wouldn't it be good to stay in China?
is neither life-threatening, let alone experiencing the cruelty of war.
No matter how precious the medal of honor is, can it be important to live?
Who doesn't know now, the Allies and the Axis are fighting hard.
Every battlefield is like a meat grinder, constantly devouring the flesh and blood of both sides.
The corpses filled in the trench, I'm afraid only God knows the exact number!
"Sir! I want to play for my country! What do I want to do! What I can definitely do..."
The draft officer avoided Rogers' firm eyes and shook his head again.
Everything must follow the rules, he cannot recruit an unqualified soldier.
The two gradually raised their voices attracted the attention of Abraham Erskine.
He looked at Rogers, who was depressed, and he seemed to think of something.
"It's really exactly the same as the trajectory of history..."
Luke watched quietly, his mouth slightly raised.
But soon he reduced his smile, because behind Abraham Erskine, the men in black who were following were approaching.
They had cold eyes and murderous faces, and their right hand slowly stretched toward the bulge of their waist.
is almost instantaneous!
The man in black opens the corner of his clothes!
Pull out the hidden pistol!
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seems to pull the trigger in the next second.
嘭!
A gunshot!
The crowd in the drafting station immediately fell into a panic, with panic-stricken screams, like steam from a locomotive, diffused everywhere.
Those recruits in military uniforms who have not yet enlisted are like ants on a hot pot, running around without a clue.
They have never been to the battlefield, nor have they received formal training, and they don't know what to do.
The officer in charge of the guard fell into a pool of blood, with a bullet hole in the white round cap on his head.
The blood gurgled out from the back of the head, and it was especially terrifying with the twisted face.
"Go!"
Luke, who was hiding on the side, pulled up Dr. Erskine who had fallen on the ground, and turned and turned into the corridor compartment.
There was a fierce gunfire from behind, and the bullet hit the wall, splashing a large amount of dust.
Luke glanced at Rogers, who was hiding behind the cabinet with his hands in his hands, and he couldn't help but think of a strange idea.
If the future Captain America dies, how should things develop in the future?
Will a new hero appear?
Or the Third Reich won the war and the Red Skull conquered the world?
嘭! Bang! Bang!
The gunshot interrupted Luke's distracting thoughts clearly.
He looked at the nervous Dr. Erskine, and whispered: "You hide here! Don't walk around!"
Outside the compartment, the sound of footsteps gradually approached.
The curtain that was pulled up, due to the reflection of the light, a figure with a gun appeared.
Luke touched the Colt M1911 behind his waist, took a deep breath, and rushed out of the corridor compartment!