Superman

Luke recognized each other.

The developer of the super soldier serum, the German scientist who created the Hydra leader Red Skull, walked slowly into the conscription station.

"Hmm! It seems that there are still stalkers!"

Luke, who was about to follow, suddenly turned solemn.

He saw that behind Abraham Erskine, several men in black wearing round caps followed him.

Their waists were bulging, their expressions were tense, and they looked around.

He didn't look like an ordinary tourist, and his identity was much different from that of the accompanying bodyguards.

"Hydra?"

A thought popped into Luke's mind.

As the developer of the super soldier serum, Dr. Erskine must be a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of Hydra.

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.

While his thoughts were flashing, Luke also walked into the conscription station.

"Steve"

Bucky recovered from Howard Stark's performance, turned his head to look at his sullen friend, only to find that the other party had already disappeared.

"Luke"

He looked at Luke again, but unexpectedly, there was no one there.

"What's going on! Where did everyone go!"

Bucky muttered, and was dragged to other exhibition areas by the remaining female companions.

"The battlefield is not for you."

At the conscription station, Rogers was rejected again.

Seeing his thin body, the officer recruiting soldiers expressed his attitude without even thinking about it, without even looking at the completed information form.

Although Rogers argued hard, his words were sincere.

But no matter what he said, the officer just shook his head.

In his opinion, sending this skinny little man to battle was no different from murder.

"You still have a lot of things to do, you don't have to join the army. We are in urgent need of labor. 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 back Rogers' conscription form with a nonnegotiable expression on his face.

"War is not fighting! You will only drag others down when you go to the battlefield! Instead of doing this, it is better to stay in the back of the mainland!"

"Be content, kid! You don't have to risk your life to go through the rain of bullets. This is a good thing that many people can't even think about!"

Looking at the thin and small man in front of him, the conscription officer said so.

He couldn't figure out why the other party had to join the army. Wouldn't it be better to stay at home?

There is no danger to life, let alone experience the cruelty of war.

No matter how precious the medal of honor is, is it more important to be alive?

Who doesn't know now, the Allies and the Axis powers are at war.

Every battlefield is like a meat grinder, constantly devouring the flesh and blood of both sides.

Only God knows the exact number of corpses filled in the trench!

"Sir! I want to serve my country! I want to do something! I'm sure I can do something"

The recruiting officer avoided Rogers' determined gaze and shook his head again.

Everything must be done according to the rules, he cannot recruit an unqualified soldier.

The gradually rising voices of the two attracted Abraham Erskine's attention.

He looked at Rogers, who was looking depressed, and seemed to think of something.

“It is exactly the same as the track of history”

Luke on the side watched quietly, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

But soon he restrained his smile, because behind Abraham Erskine, the men in black who followed were approaching.

Their eyes were cold, their faces were murderous, and their right hands slowly stretched towards the bulging waist.

Almost instantly!

The man in black opened the corner of his clothes!

Pull out the hidden pistol!

The cold muzzle was aimed at Abraham Erskine.

It seemed as if the trigger would be pulled the next second.

Bang!

A shot goes off!

The crowd in the conscription station immediately panicked, and screams of panic, like steam from a locomotive, spread in all directions.

Those recruits who were wearing military uniforms and hadn't joined the army suddenly ran around like ants on a hot pot, without a clue.

They have never been on the battlefield, let alone received formal training, and they don't know what to do.

The guard officer was lying in a pool of blood, with a bullet hole in the white round cap on his head.

Blood gurgled out from the back of his head, and with that distorted face, it was particularly terrifying.

"Come on!"

Luke, who was hiding aside, pulled up Dr. Erskine who had fallen to the ground, turned and turned into a compartment in the corridor.

There was a fierce gunshot from behind, and the bullet hit the wall, splashing a large cloud of dust.

Luke glanced at Rogers, who was hiding behind the cabinet with his head in his hands, and couldn't help but come up with a strange idea.

If the future Captain America dies, what happens next?

Will there be a new hero?

Or did the Third Reich win the war and the Red Skull conquer the world?

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Luke's thoughts were interrupted by a clear gunshot.

He looked at the nervous Dr. Erskine, and said softly, "You hide here! Don't move around!"

Outside the compartment, the sound of "tattling" footsteps gradually approached.

The curtain was drawn, and a figure with a gun appeared due to the light.

Luke touched the Colt M1911 behind his waist, took a deep breath, and rushed out of the compartment in the corridor!

Chapter 5 Strategic Science Corps

"You lost Dr. Erskine?"

Turning the clock back to 5 minutes ago, a tall female officer asked in a stern tone.

"It is very likely that German spies are lurking in this city, always trying to capture or execute Dr. Erskine! Don't you know how important he is? Hurry up and find him!"

The female officer reprimanded her subordinates unceremoniously.

On the handsome and heroic face, there is a glamorous expression, like an iceberg.

The agent in plain clothes nodded again and again, trying to restrain the indifferent look of contempt in his eyes.

This is a turbulent era when the status of women has not been taken seriously.

The concept held by most people is still that women should stay at home as full-time housewives and do housework, and there is no need to show their faces.

Even if the stern-looking female officer in front of them is their superior, they must maintain an attitude of obedience.

But the respect level of these plainclothes agents is still very perfunctory.

For them, a female officer is a beautiful vase with a bad temper, not their own superiors!

"We got separated from him. There are too many people at the fair. Who knows where that old German man went!"

A plainclothes agent argued.

"He's Dr. Abraham Erskine!"

The female officer corrected.

"Nor does it change the fact that he and Hitler were fellow citizens."

Another plainclothes agent sneered back.

Due to the deliberate propaganda of public opinion, the public has obvious hostility towards the Germans.

Even if Abraham Erskine belonged to the Allied camp, it could not stop the prejudice of these people.

Bang!

There was a clear gunshot not far away.

Panic screams could be heard vaguely.

The female officer's complexion changed, she gave the plainclothes agent a cold look, and walked away quickly on her flat heels.

3 minutes later.

She rushed to the conscription station with a group of heavily armed soldiers.

Several cold corpses fell on the ground, and the pungent smell of blood permeated the audience.

"PhD!"

The female officer couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief seeing Dr. Erskine who was safe and sound.

The opponent is now the military's highest-level protection target, and it is also a serious problem for the Germans.

Everyone in the know understands how valuable the super soldier serum developed by Abraham Erskine is.

It can end this war!

Affect the balance of victory!

Even influence the pattern of the world!

"These people should be spies they sent."

Dr. Erskine has recovered from the panic, and said calmly: "It seems that Schmidt really doesn't want me to live in this world."

The female officer nodded in agreement.

Then, she glanced at the two young men beside Dr. Erskine with a hint of vigilance in her eyes.

"Fortunately, this young man saved me. By the way, I don't know your name yet."

Dr. Erskine explained.

He saw that Luke was alone, taking out the three spies following the assassination in a thrilling manner, thinking that they were plainclothes agents sent by the military to protect him.

But judging from the vigilant eyes of the female officer, it's obviously not the case!

"Luke. My name is Luke Cavill."

The young man who put away his pistol smiled.

He didn't expect to meet Abraham Erskine and Captain America's girlfriend, Peggy Carter, in this way.

That's right.

The female officer standing in front of her is one of the founders of the future S.H.I.E.L.D.

Now, the opponent should be an agent of the Strategic Science Corps.