American Manga Luna

Hyde, who was sucked into the black hole, has been floating in the dark and empty void. And he himself was also wrapped in a dim red light, flashing and flashing, as if he would be swallowed up by darkness at any time.

Hyde fell into a coma the moment he was sucked into the black hole. Fortunately, the three life stones in the body automatically protect the Lord, so this dim aperture mask exists.

But I don't know how much time has passed. The light mask that could still illuminate Hyde's surroundings now only has a dim halo, as if it might go out at any time.

Fortunately, there is no sure path, and no book has a protagonist who must die. Under the author's miraculous interference, the will of the universe was reversed, the laws were broken, and finally a white light spot appeared in the black hole, which grew larger as time went by, until it swallowed up Hyde, and then disappeared into the darkness of nothingness. Also disappearing together is our protagonist, Hyde, who will surely become a disaster if he survives the disaster.

The spring of 1944 was surprisingly cold, not because of the severe cold weather, but because of the battlefield that swept half of the world.

The smoke-filled continent of Europa is filled with flames of war, and the world's eyes have temporarily turned from other battlefields to this place, because this is the core of this world war. The whole world is affected here. (Note 1, the annotation will be included in the author’s comments later.)

After Italy surrendered, there was only one enemy in the entire Europe, Hitler and his Hydra scientific research force. (Hydra is the Hydra monster in Western mythology, so for the convenience of future reading, we will use the later film and television terminology, Hydra.)

This is an era of war, an era of darkness and the rise of heroes. And here, today will be the first battle of a hero who will be remembered by the world in the future on his heroic journey.

An American-made aircraft was hovering over Austria during the night, and the air defense facilities on the ground had begun to play their role. Intense firepower gathered around the aircraft. The pilot relied on his good driving skills and the body that had been kissed by the goddess of luck to hover unscathed over the local position.

"Private! If you don't do something, we're going to see God!"

As the pilot, Howard Stark couldn't stand Private Steve Rogers and Agent Peggy Carter kissing each other in the cabin, so he hurriedly urged them.

Think about it, I, Howard Stark, have always been the one who is envied and hated by others who eat dog food. Now you two actually let me work for nothing and plan to feed me dog food? Get off my plane right now.

Steve, who was dressed in an airborne uniform, glanced at Stark dissatisfiedly, thinking angrily that I have to go to the battlefield to save my friends, but you guys actually discussed flying to Lucerne for a date to eat cheese. Cheese, why don't you die!

Steve looked at the woman with the magnificent scenery in front of him, and Steve thought of the island country's world-famous Mount Fuji. Although the scenery is beautiful, it never belongs to the individual.

Steve felt like he was coming over.

Steve, who looked ugly, said goodbye to Peggy Carter, jumped out of the cabin as if to escape, and opened his parachute under the cover of night to start the landing operation.

Facing the biting cold wind, Steve finally shook off the images in his mind to calm down, and began to think about how to carry out a plan to save his gay friend Bucky after landing.

In the end Steve came up with the perfect plan - no plan, just play it by ear.

"Shhhhhh!"

There was a faint sound of breaking through the air above the parachute overhead.

"Damn, there's something up there, and it's still approaching me quickly. It can't be a bird, right? Why doesn't the bird go to bed so late? Is it a nightingale!"

Steve, who had already felt the wind pressure from above, was in a panic. God, God, no matter what kind of god it is, this is still hundreds of meters above the ground. Although I am an enhanced person, I can't withstand this. What a high impact! (Note 2)

Unfortunately, Steve's prayer had no effect. There was a strong shaking, and an obviously large object hit Steve's parachute.

Fortunately, the wind was quite strong tonight, and the object on the parachute only made a dent in the parachute without breaking it. And under the influence of wind pressure,

It actually slowly held the object on the parachute. The only bad thing was that Steve's descent speed accelerated a lot. And the course is also off.

Seeing that the parachute was safe and sound, Steve noticed the deflected course and no longer bothered to check whether the top of his head was a stone or a bird, or God's pie, or Lady Luck's ring.

Now Steve just wants to adjust course. Pulling on the parachute cord in his hand, (it’s good if you all know what I’m trying to express, I don’t know what to call this thing.) and constantly adjusting the flight angle. But he didn't realize that as he kept pulling, the unknown object on the top of the umbrella was slowly sliding down.

"despair!"

A small white hand drooped from the top of the umbrella in the night, and dangled twice in front of Steve.

"what the hell!"

You can't really blame Steve for making such a fuss, it's not a matter of timidity. Anyone flying in the sky, and a small hand suddenly hangs out in front of his eyes, this horrifying scene can make him take a breath of air, his heartbeat speeds up, and his breathing becomes short.

Steve, who was trembling with fright, used this shout to vent most of his feeling of horror. Holding back the goosebumps all over his body, he reached out and touched the small hand that was obviously a child's.

What he received was a biting coldness, and "swish" Steve retracted his hand like lightning.

Really, Steve swore he wasn't afraid of ghosts. As a soldier about to go into battle with blood on his hands, how could Steve Rogers be a coward who is afraid of ghosts?

But that doesn't mean Steve isn't scared. What a weird scene.

In the middle of the night, a soldier is floating in the air, and suddenly there is a child corpse on the parachute. Are you not afraid?

"Ta" Another hand drooped down. Judging from the posture, the body was still lying on the top of the umbrella. It's obviously going to fall now.

"Ah! Fuc!"

A burst of easy-to-understand curses filled the night sky, and Steve no longer cared about hiding his whereabouts. It's not that he doesn't understand battlefield discipline, or that his mental quality isn't up to par.

Anyone in this kind of environment would already feel terrified, not to mention that now this corpse suddenly lowers its head and stares at you with its big, unblinking eyes. Steve has thrown all his qualities and discipline nine days away.

Looking at the parachute that was extremely deformed and starting to stall, and then looking at the body that made him terrified. Although the skin color of the corpse could not be clearly seen in the darkness, it was obvious that it was the corpse of a boy, an Asian boy.

Why is Steve so sure? Because that oriental face with black hair and eyes is not something that mixed-race people in today’s society can have.

Although there is no shortage of mixed-race people with Asian ancestry in the United States, there is absolutely no mixed-race person with such pure blood, let alone the European road in this era that relies on pure blood.

Have you ever seen how Jews are treated?

"hell...p..."

A weak voice came, and the horrified Steve looked at the widened black eyes and blinked reluctantly.

"Shit!"

This kid is still alive! This is a living person!

Steve panicked. How could Steve, who was inspiring to fight for human peace, tolerate an innocent little life passing away in front of his eyes.

The moment the child slipped from the top of the umbrella, Steve, whose nervous system had been strengthened, reflexively grabbed one of the boy's feet, lifted the boy up and held him upside down at the moment when his whole body was out of balance. holding him in his arms.

Don't get me wrong, this isn't Steve's special quirk. But the stalled parachute had failed when the boy fell. Fortunately, it was no longer high from the ground at this time.

Now, Steve and the child in his arms will face an impact from a distance of more than ten meters, as well as the dense branches in the woods.

Compared with the impact of more than ten meters, it is not a big problem for the reinforced soldier Steve. He is only afraid of those intertwined and forked branches. These things that are not fatal to him are very dangerous now, because he still has There is an unsuspecting child!

Seeing that he was about to rush into the woods, Steve desperately twisted his position in the air, turning his back to the approaching branches and trees. His hands quickly turned the boy around in his arms. He didn't have time to adjust his posture. He held the head and the upward-facing child tightly in his arms. He pressed one hand on the child's head and pressed it firmly against his own. On the chest, Ling tightly hugged the child's waist with one hand, and tightly clamped the child's feet with his legs.

Yes, at this moment that seemed slow and fast, Steve made what he thought was the right choice. Completely giving up your own defenses to protect the child in your arms.

At this time, Steve could only pray that Stark's equipment would be more reliable and protect him from surviving this wave of impact.

"Crack!"

"boom!"

After some tumbling and rolling, Steve's back hit a tree hard. Fortunately, although the star shield with stars painted on it was not as powerful as the star shield made of vibranium in the future, it still It also relieved Steve of a lot of strength, but it still almost took the life out of Steve.

"call."

Steve, who was dangling in the air by the parachute for a while, finally exhaled the suffocating breath in his chest and suppressed the burning sensation in his heart.

Looking at the unconscious child in his arms, Steve finally felt relieved after a simple inspection and found no obvious signs of injuries or fractures.

Freeing one hand to pull out the tactical dagger from his leg, Steve cut the parachute's shoulder strap and landed easily.

Placing the child under the tree, Steve checked all the equipment on his body. Fortunately, nothing was missing.

But looking at the child at your feet, what should you do? He had to rescue Bucky. Time waited for no one, but he couldn't ignore the child. You can't leave him in the wilderness. If nothing else, the child will freeze to death. Because this child was wearing a ragged adult man's single clothes.

But I don’t know what this child has been through. Even an adult’s single clothes have only a few rags hanging on his body, and only half of his pants are left.

It was obvious at first glance that this outfit had been put on the child in a hurry.

Air crash? It was so late at night, was there an airplane over where I had just parachuted? But who would fly over the battlefield with their children?

Looking at the child who was half stiff and whose breath was getting weaker and weaker, Steve stopped thinking about it and took off his coat to wrap the child. Then he climbed up a tree and tore off a large piece of the parachute.

Then, our private Steve transformed into tailor apprentice Steve, and used his hands-on ability comparable to Einstein's handicraft class to make the child a cloth similar to that of a poor peasant in the Middle Ages. I also got one for myself.

With rough hands and feet, he put on his own masterpiece for the boy, and then put on another masterpiece himself. Then tie the child to your back, then wrap the child with your own coat and tie it up.

After picking up the star shield on the ground, Steve started heading towards his destination.

That's right, Captain America Steve made a decision that he will regret for the rest of his life and took this child to the battlefield!

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