It's just the two stinging apes passing by Marvel

In the bar, the former "captives" who returned from "hell" sat on tables after tables, and the sound of wine glasses clashing was endless.

In Cosbeck, they are not only captives, but also Schmidt's tools to realize his ambition and produce cosmic Rubik's Cube batteries.Even if the production capacity is full, Schmidt doesn't care about the life and death of the coolies, and even asks for another 60% increase in production capacity.

"Speak straight, then," said the bearded, bearded Timothy Duggan in a yarmulke.It turned out to be a mercenary, code-named "Dumbo".At this moment, he drank a large glass of beer in one go, wiped the beer foam on his beard, "I just escaped from that place, you want us to go back?"

Opposite him was Steve: "Almost."

"Sounds very... interesting." James Montgomery Falsworth's tone seemed hesitant at first, but in the second half of the sentence, his tone changed to a bit excited.

"Count me in." Morita Jim not only agreed, but also hiccupped.He disdained the Communists in Shengyang, and came out as a mercenary to fight against the Axis powers.It is similar to the Japanese Eighth Route during the Chinese Anti-Japanese War.

Although slightly drunk, they quickly agreed to Steve's invitation.

If they were really afraid of death, they wouldn't be able to work as mercenaries.They were still simmering with anger at Schmidt for imprisoning them.

At the same table, Jacques Denier and the black Gabe Jones grumbled excitedly, talked to themselves for a long time, and even shook hands excitedly.A table of people watched them for a long time before Gabe Jones translated what they talked about for a long time:

"So are we."

They probably have something to do with the Korean Prince Park Ilseng.

"Damn it, I'll fight to the end." Dum poured himself another drink without leaving, "but you also have to do something for us."

Steve straightened up, indicating that he was listening carefully.

Dum gurgled and drank another glass to the end, then put the glass on the table: "One more bottle."

"Oh, that's so easy."

Everyone looked at each other and laughed.Steve stood up and took a table of wine glasses to the bar: "One more round."

The bartenders at the bar were a little surprised by the large number of people at the table: "How did they drink so much yellow soup?"

Drinking alone was no longer enough to relieve their boredom. Even the talented ones went to the piano that had been put aside for a long time, played the piano, and there were still people who could harmonize, talking and singing together.The bar instantly became like a social evening.

Steve walked to the next room to the bar.The hall was full of soldiers who came to relieve stress. Although the excitement was good, there were also people who enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere.Bucky and Chris are sitting here clinking glasses.

"I told you earlier, they are all idiots." Bucky drank a drink, waved his hand to signal Chris to stop the battle, and poured a drink for Steve.Steve sat down next to Bucky.

"What about you two? Are you ready to go to hell with Captain America?" Steve took the wine glass and sighed.After such a long time, he has gradually discovered his terrifying ability to digest alcohol. No matter how much he drinks, it is difficult to get drunk. The biggest impact is that he needs to go to the toilet.

"Hell, of course not." Bucky shook his head, surprising Steve.Because Bucky in his impression had never said such cowardly words.

"There's a short guy from Brooklyn who can't even run away from a fight. I'm going to follow him." Bucky looked Steve in the eye and lifted his glass.

Steve took the glass refilled by Chris and clinked a glass with Bucky.

"Chris, what about you?"

"I don't want to go to hell, but if I take a walk before the gate of hell, I will join." Chris shrugged, "But are you really ready to go to the battlefield?"

Steve turned his head, and Bucky and Chris followed his movements, looking at the poster on the wall of the bar - the Captain America tour was cancelled.

"You know what? I really like this feeling more and more."

Just at this moment, the chorus outside stopped, and the sound of drinking wine also stopped. They seemed to be surprised by something, and they consciously fell silent.

The three stood up quickly and looked towards the direction of the hall.

Standing in front of Steve was Carter who had changed from his military uniform to bright red casual clothes: "Captain."

"Agent Carter." Steve was shocked by Carter's makeup, and stared at Carter intently.

Bucky seemed to have no EQ, and he was still standing beside Steve. Chris quickly grabbed his shoulders, pretended to be drunk with two bottles of beer in his hand, and staggered towards the hall, taking Bucky with him. Kee also pulled away.Bucky didn't seem to have reacted yet, and wanted to yell, Chris put the wine glass directly to his mouth, and took a sip of his wine.

The other drinkers were also very discerning, consciously keeping a distance from Carter and Steve.

"Howard has a few pieces of equipment he wants you to try."

What Steve thought: "I still remember that thing he gave me last time."

"Don't be like Chris." Carter was a little unimpressed with Chris's personality that puts pleasure first, and was very wary of Steve being taught badly by him. "Are you free tomorrow morning?"

"sounds good."

"By the way, I saw that the elite team you found seems to be ready to go." No wonder, some of the people outside even started to get drunk, and they had already been dragged outside by their companions to enjoy the sobering service in the cold winter wind.

Steve smiled. "You don't seem to like their chorus?"

"I like it quite a bit." Carter blinked. "Maybe I'll go dance after all the dust settles."

"It's just that I'm waiting for a suitable dance partner."

Steve recalled telling Carter before the serum: "I was always nervous about asking girls out to dance. Over the years, I thought I was just waiting for the right partner."

Steve's heart moved, trying to say something.It's just that some can't speak.

"Eight o'clock, Captain." Although Steve didn't invite her to dance together, Carter was very satisfied with Steve's expression, smiled and said goodbye to Steve.

"Okay, I'll be on time." Steve looked at Carter's curvaceous back because he was wearing high heels, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"The two of them didn't notice that this wasn't a dance hall." Just as Carter walked out the door, Bucky and Chris stood shoulder to shoulder, each returning to Steve with a bottle of wine in hand.Bucky complained like this.

"'I'm waiting for a suitable dance partner', wow~" Chris imitated Carter's tone, "Is that a code for the two of you?"

"Don't think too much, maybe she has friends." Steve blushed slightly.

It seems that the super soldier serum can't magnify everything, at least Steve's face is still very thin.