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Chapter 104 104. Unrecognized 'Captain America'

The black old man said endlessly
"I can understand.

You can't let it go, and I can't choose either.

No one can decide what kind of person they can become. "

The captain didn't know how to answer this, and asked

"Excuse me, what's your name."

"Isaiah, Isaiah Bradley."

As he spoke, he took out a triangular shield from his back. There was no graffiti on it, and it was the original color of steel.

From the traces on the shield, it can be seen that this is also a weather-beaten old object.

Seeing that the other party was bright, the captain also took out the vibrating gold shield.

The dazzling morning sun shone on Rogers' shield, and the refracted light pierced Isaiah with mixed feelings.

If you are familiar with Marvel's works, you will probably understand that this strong old man comes from the comic "Truth: Red, White and Black". He can be regarded as the first Captain America in history.

The old man in front of him didn't seem to intend to do anything, but said sadly
"You are my idol Rodgers.

But strictly speaking, I am not from the Army. I was born in the Air Force and used to serve in the Red Tail Brigade. "

The captain and Rhodes were amazed.

Especially Rhodes, who is also an air force, he knows this army too well.

The Red Tail Brigade, also known as the 332nd Flying Brigade, was a fighter brigade composed entirely of blacks during World War II. They galloped into the sky to fight against the German army and made great contributions to the victory.

Later generations of American black leaders personally interviewed the survivors of this unit, and Hollywood even made their stories into movies.

But only insiders know that these honors are a matter of many years later. The real 332 Brigade was not so respectable.

However, the American military at that time sat back and watched this kind of racial discrimination, completely indifferent, and even contributed to it behind the scenes.

So as soon as the word "red tail" came out, everyone else understood the old man's background.

Especially Yuri, who was an old opponent of the Americans back then, he was even more aware of the misfortune of these black pilots than Rogers.

"Ha, didn't expect a sordid loot that ended up being a veterans party.

A discriminated black veteran, an undead combat hero veteran, it seems that I have to be counted as a red veteran. "

Isaiah was also amused by him, saying

"Actually, I stayed in 332 not long ago, and then I was 'borrowed' by the army. More than 300 black soldiers with me were arrested and injected with different versions of super serum.

It sounds good, right? At that time they told us that the injection was a tetanus vaccine, but four days later, out of more than 300 people, only 14 survived. "

Isaiah's words surprised everyone, they didn't know these things at all.

I thought it was just simple black soldiers being racially discriminated against, but I didn't expect there to be these hidden secrets.

"Later, the laboratory where we were imprisoned was captured, and the military was afraid that the serum would leak, so they sent my colleagues back then, a group of black pilots, to bomb the camp in an attempt to destroy us and all the clues.

In the face of the bombardment, I tried my best to rescue some people, but they died one after another from the side effects of the serum. Of the more than 300 people who were forced to participate in the experiment, I was the only one who survived.

But do you know what will happen to me?They accused me of stealing the relics of Captain Rogers and put me in prison for 30 years.

In the past 30 years, I have suffered inhuman torture. I know that they want to find out from me why the serum works successfully.

But seriously, I want to figure out why this shit is happening more than they do, so I don't have to suffer. "

As he said, he opened his shirt to reveal his abdomen. There were several huge and distorted scars on his body. Even though many years had passed, he could still feel the horror.

"So Rogers, I really envy you.

You can inject those, use us as a guinea pig to experiment and optimize the safe serum;
You can hold the best shield and wear the Stars and Stripes military uniform to fight the enemy openly and enjoy people's admiration;
You can be a national hero, adored by young people, and an inspiration to generations to come.

And I and the later test subjects are only worthy of completing the most dangerous and disgraceful tasks.

We are like shadows in the sun, living under your stalwart and bright body.

I'm so jealous of you, Rogers. "

Isaiah's words exploded in Rogers' mind like a bomb, making him stand there in a daze.

He didn't doubt the authenticity of Isaiah's words, because this kind of thing is too easy to verify, so there is almost no need to question it.

He never thought that behind the super soldier plan, there was such an astonishing crime of flesh and blood. He could imagine how much pain and grievances Isaiah suffered back then, but this veteran obviously just wanted to serve the country.

He seems to have seen another version of himself, a self who is equally strong, resolute, and patriotic, but suffers successive tragedies.

The reason for the two different results is simply because of skin color.

Rhodes gritted his teeth angrily.

The Air Force has always been an admirer of black technology. Maybe they will do dirty things like occupying steel suits, but they will not engage in such twisted human experiments, so he can't understand the Army's obsession with super soldiers.

he hates to say

"Compared to you, we niggers in the army are so happy right now.

I know some people who should be able to help you, maybe."

Isaiah interrupts him
"No, this kind of thing has existed for hundreds of years. Do you think the times are different and the world is different? No, there is actually no difference in essence.

When I was in prison, there was also a kind nurse who looked at me pitifully and helped me selflessly.

The military confiscated many letters from my family members, and she secretly showed them to me, encouraging me to persevere bravely.

Later, she found a chance to let me go, so that I could live incognito until now.

It's just that a few days ago, my little grandson accidentally got into trouble and let them follow the clues to find me again.

Maybe it's because I'm old and have no value to them, so they agreed to release me and my family, but the premise is that I want to come and fight with you.

My God, they are crazy. Although I am two years younger than Rogers and have been injected with super serum, I am already 92 years old, and I cannot be an opponent of any of you.

So I don't expect you, a little nigger, to help me. I just want to finish this fight, so that I don't have to worry about it anymore, and I don't have to dream about someone breaking into the door and taking me back to the laboratory. "

As he spoke, he breathed a deep sigh of relief, as if he had poured out the things that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time.

"Sorry, I was afraid that my experience would bring trouble to my family.

So I never dared to tell others about these things, and now they are finally willing to let me go free, I am a little bit uncomfortable.

Come on captain, let's have a good fight and end it all.Seriously, I've been looking forward to a fight with you since I was young.

When I heard the news that you were still alive, I was very happy. No matter how jealous I was of you before, knowing that you were still alive made me feel less lonely as a veteran. "

(End of this chapter)