[Captain Detective] Captain Detective

[SR: Unprincipled Ellie, that's my theme. 】

For me, the scariest thing in life is not closing my eyes and dying, but waking up again without warning, only to see a completely different world.

The original pioneer of the times is now just an outdated antique.

I was very depressed, so I did not hesitate to accept the task brought by a person who could not fully trust.

But then, I actually regretted it.

I haven't finished digesting the news that humans have landed on the moon in the 70s. In the blink of an eye, I have already stepped on the battlefield against aliens.If I took this news back to 70 years ago, I'm sure I could spend another night with Bucky in the bar.

... That one-eyed dragon who is so dark, come here!I promise not to strangle you with a shield!Don't you think this span is too big for an old man like me?Nor did the Civil War follow directly after the shooting of Lexington!

Well, I admit that these complaints of mine are powerless in the face of the evil god who is bent on entangled with my brother—and ruled the earth by the way—but the death of Agent Coulson is really a pity.

This could have been avoided in the first place, right?Bromance cracked, Manhattan invaded, agent killed, and... the artisanal chocolate shop that got blown up.

I asked NYPD officers to block 39th Street and chase an alien to the end of 39th Street.That guy ran very fast, and the alien gun of unknown structure flashed in his hand, emitting blue light.

Good job, the enemy is holding alien equipment, and I am still fighting.

While I was chasing, I used my shield to resist. I took a good chance and was about to swing the shield out when I heard the continuous gunshots above my head.

The alien running in front swung his arms convulsively—if he could call that an arm—staggered, and finally fell to the ground.

I raised my head subconsciously.On the overturned bus by the side of the road, there was a person standing against the backlight.

All I could see was a slender, long-haired woman with a gun in one hand.The alien fell to the ground, and she took a step forward on the bus, staggering the dazzling sunlight.I squinted my eyes and finally saw her face clearly.

A very beautiful and young girl with slightly curly black hair, a sharp chin, very fair skin, and blue-green eyes.Given my unfamiliarity with this era, I don't comment on her outfits, but it's hard for me to look away from her white T-shirt under the denim jacket with the same pattern as the shield in my hand.

My gut tells me this guy is probably as bewildered a fan as Coulson is.

But she just shot me a quick look with furious eyes, and jumped down, landing on the belly of the hapless alien.Human guns are weak, and her gun failed to kill the aliens directly. The aliens were still moving around on the ground just now.But the woman's landing blow knocked it out of motion again.

The flappy denim jacket reveals two gun holsters and a... police badge?

The female police officer stomped on the unconscious alien, and uttered a moving swear word: "Who the hell gave you the right to fry the chocolate shop? I worked so hard to skip work and come to New York to buy limited chocolates." , you f*ck up the chocolate shop for me, I @#￥%[email protected]#￥%@#￥%..."

Her anger is the brightest color in the whole block.

But... Her accent has a strong German flavor, and I feel in a trance.In the past, on the battlefield, all I smashed and killed were enemies with a German accent.

A female police officer who might be German?I'm a little curious because there were no female police officers in my day, let alone German female police officers.

"... Detective," surrounded by more aliens, I could only remind her first, "Can we fight first?"

The female police officer put away her gun and was finally willing to take a good look at me.Her eyebrows are a bit boyish, slightly thick and long, and look very imposing.The tips of these two imposing eyebrows were raised, and she looked at me and asked, "Then what, aren't you the Captain America who died 70 years ago?"

"..." Tell me what should I say back to her.

"My parent officer said you weren't dead, you were just frozen, and you were found and thawed just now, I still don't believe it," the female police officer's anger was replaced by curiosity, she said, staring at me, and bent down to pick up the trash Alien Gun, "I'm so lucky, I just came to buy a chocolate, and I actually met the real Captain America."

She walked over quickly, I stepped back subconsciously, and suddenly felt the wind of a sneak attack from behind.

Without hesitation, he turned around and erected a shield to block the insidious sneak attack.The female police officer hid behind me very sensitively, and when the blue light of the alien gun was bounced off by the shield, she quickly took a step outside, and raised the gun to hit it.

The blue light streaked across my shield, such a tacit cooperation made me couldn't help but look back at her, only to see her silver-blue eyes shining like small lanterns.

...not like the eyes that a normal human being should have.

The female police officer glanced at me lightly, without aiming, she raised her gun and fired a shot to the front left.A blue light shot out, and an alien hiding in the shadows just emerged, was hit by a shot, and fell to the ground.It stopped, but she didn't stop, holding the gun up, using me and my shield as a cover, and fired out one by one, and the shots hit.

"Wow, this gun is really useful." She made a voice of admiration, but stopped shooting, and lowered her head to play with the gun.But there are three or four more aliens.I could only swing the shield out and move forward with my fists waving.

By the time I turned around after killing all the aliens, she had already run to the side of the road.I was curious, so I looked over and saw a chocolate shop that was fried like chocolate mud.

It looked disgusting and sad.The anger that had dissipated on the female police officer's face burst out again.

Uh, anyone would get mad when they saw their favorite store blown up like this.

"Detective?" Seeing that she was in a bad mood, I pursed the corners of her lips and did not speak or leave, so I asked carefully.She shook her head—yes, she turned her head, and the hair almost brushed my face, and the aroma of shampoo mixed with chocolate bitters hit my face.

"Captain, did you come by yourself or did you bring an army?" she asked.

"...a small unit," I replied, she immediately frowned, and I hurriedly added, "They are all the elites of S.H.I.E.L.D." After I finished speaking, I remembered annoyedly that S.H.I.E.L.D. is mostly a secret organization , she doesn't necessarily know.And Stark, Banner, and Thro aren't even S.H.I.E.L.D.

But the female police officer was not surprised at all: "This can be regarded as the territory of the Stark family, didn't Iron Man come out?"

"He's here too."

"Also (German: Oh, I see)," the female police officer blinked, and the silver-blue light filled her eyes again, "Would you mind adding me? My name is Eleanor Sallers, and I'm a DCPD police officer."

DCPD?Cops from the Washington Police Department?She seemed to say that she skipped work and came to New York to buy chocolates.I took a look at those unusual eyes, and then thought about the team where there was no normal person including me, so I nodded: "Detective Sallers, come with me."

"OK." She put the gun on her shoulder and raised her heels. "This gun is really effective. I will keep one for myself after I finish fighting the aliens, so I won't have to be chased by the officer to write a shooting report." Fair enough. Very happy.

This female police officer who skipped work and was too lazy to write a shooting report is certainly not a competent national civil servant.

"Hey, captain, tell me about your feeling of being frozen." She is not tall, and I strode forward. How nice it is to be as youthful and beautiful as you are for 70 years!"

... In the last sentence, did she praise me for my good looks?

"I've been to the Smithsonian many times, and I've seen pictures of you and Bucky," DetectiveSallers said happily, "God, he's such a charming man! Captain, were you fascinated by him back then?" ?”

…Wait, you're right that Bucky is charming, but why ask me if I'm charmed by him?He is a man, and so am I!

"Let me tell you, my parents are over 50 years old, and they are still dizzy all day long. They have the opportunity to take vacations. Instead of traveling with their wives and children, they go to the Smithsonian Museum every day. Sometimes I will also stare at you with tears in admiration - your portrait for a day."

... What is this for!very scary!Who wants to be stared at like this for a day!

"Captain, captain! You're talking! I'm the only one talking nonsense!"

"...Do you still know that you are very chatty?" It is impolite to stare at a lady, especially a lady who is not familiar with it, but I couldn't help it, and threw the eye knife away.

She pursed her mouth: "You are the leader, you have the final say." Then she kept silent until I met Natasha and the others, she didn't say anything.

Thor, who couldn't be contacted before, was there, but his stomach was bleeding, as if he had been stabbed by something small.The man who stabbed the knife is really cruel...

After a while, both Barton and Natasha became disheartened.But Natasha's tousled red hair was left undisturbed in all its glory, bringing warmth to the decaying arena.

"Captain... who is this?" Barton glared at Officer Sallers who followed, "You're still picking up girls on the battlefield!" He paused, and added, "It's still such a sweet and beautiful girl."

"...I didn't pick it up." I looked at Officer Sallers, waiting for her to introduce herself.But she looked back at me blankly and didn't speak.

The meaning in her eyes is obvious: Don't you think I'm chattering?

Should I say it or not, I shouldn't talk nonsense, which made me want to hit her: "If you tell me, just say it!"

Natasha looked at me curiously, I couldn't understand her eyes.

Officer Sallers finally spoke: "Hello, I am a sweet and beautiful girl picked up by the captain."

"... Detective Sallers." I glared at her.

"What's so fierce! You're the only one with big breasts!" Before I got angry, she dared to yell at me first? !

If it weren't for too many people, I would really have picked up the shield.

"Pfft, it's an excellent live version of flirting. I like to watch the captain look deflated," Barton laughed. "It's a pity that the time is wrong, otherwise I would have to buy popcorn to watch."

"Hmm, then I must buy the front row crowd." Natasha actually agreed with him. I have already seen that the relationship between these two goods is not normal!

In the end, Sallers couldn't introduce himself well. After all, this is a battlefield, and death is not far away at any time.Excessive playfulness is not appropriate for such a heavy occasion.

I made some arrangements, and behind me, the "chug" of the motorcycle sounded.This sound is like the cough of an old man who is critically ill, and it magically makes me feel nostalgic - 70 years ago, cars running on the road had this sound.

Looking back, the nostalgic scene of the beginning of the last century did not appear.The first thing I saw was Officer Sallers standing behind me, who also turned her head back.Further on, there was a small motorcycle and his owner who suddenly appeared in a desolate and dilapidated scene—"Doctor?" It was another missing person, Banner.

He looked even more emaciated than before he disappeared.

When Natasha greeted Dr. Banner, I informed Stark of the news, and his reply was strange: "Get him ready to transform, I have a party prepared." 』

"Party?" Transformation has half a cent to do with party? Officer Sallers suddenly looked up and looked at the building over there with a look of astonishment.

I only had time to notice her sudden glowing blue eyes again, and the next second, Stark was rounding the building with a behemoth—a monstrous alien creature covered in metal.

"Um, I don't think it's a party..." Natasha said, pulling back a little.At this time, both Thor and Barton are retreating.Unlike Officer Sallers, she ran behind me.

In addition to the time in front of the chocolate shop, she really used me as a cover.

Only Dr. Banner did not retreat, but took the initiative to meet him.As he transforms, Officer Sallers grabs my arm and says, "Oh my god! What is this? The Green Man Transformers?"

...Although I don't know what Transformers are, my reason tells me that this woman's mouth must be sealed, and she must not let Banner hear these words.Thinking this way, I raised my shield and covered my body to block the collapsing rubble and dust caused by the collision between the Hulk and the huge alien creature.

Behind the shield, Officer Sallers' silver-blue eyes nearly dazzled me.

Those troubled eyes.I thought.

Officer Sallers looked at me and suddenly smiled.A small canine tooth hangs at the corner of her mouth, blurring her age.

We didn't stand up until Stark and Dr. Banner had taken out the enemy above the head together. Stark saw Sallers, and whistled flirtatiously through his heavy helmet, "Yo, who's this pretty lady?"

"The captain brought it back." Barton answered quickly.

Seeing that Officer Sallers was about to speak again, no matter what she was going to say, I hurriedly assigned the next task before her and blocked her words.

The others made no objection, just glanced meaningfully at Officer Sallers' badge pinned to his waist and the blue-green eyes returning to normal on his face.These guys are all mature people, there is no need to mention it at all, and they will still notice what should be paid attention to.

Stark said before leaving: "Detective, the clothes are nice."

Officer Sallers and I both looked down at the T-shirt she was wearing with my shield on it.We both looked at each other.

"My boss sent me this." Officer Sallers explained, "You know, he's your big fan."

...I didn't know it before, but I know it now.

It was just me, Natasha and Officer Sallers on the ground.I looked at Officer Sallers, only she I didn't give the order.Because she doesn't belong to me.

Officer Sallers stared at me and said, "What are you looking at me for? You also want to assign me a mission? Let me tell you first, I can neither fly nor thunder, let alone transform, archery is not as accurate as darts, and I am not as tall as I am." Hello sister, you probably won’t lend me your shield—Captain, you have to think it over before making arrangements.”

...that chattering mouth.I sighed: "Except for the shield, I am almost the same as you, please stay on the ground with peace of mind."

Natasha stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder: "Come with my sister." Officer Sallers did not refuse.

I watched the only two women team up on the battlefield, and they played an aura that made even men feel ashamed, beating the aliens who fell on the ground to the ground.Gunshots and the sound of Black Widow electrocuting buttons rang out incessantly.

So I raised my shield silently, rushed up to shake my fist, and swung the shield.Yes, I'm old fashioned, I just like hand-to-hand combat.Anyway, if you are unhappy, you can't hit me.

A few aliens jumped out of the back of a yellow taxi, the electricity on Natasha's wrist had just flashed, and my shield had just been raised, and Officer Sallers had already fired.Several blue lights flashed across, Officer Sallers rushed over, swept away with the alien gun in his hand, and knocked down the two aliens neatly.She has good marksmanship, but she didn't expect close combat to be more beautiful.

Natasha turned her head and met my eyes.Natasha and I have witnessed the performance of Officer Sallers just now. His marksmanship is very accurate, his fighting is beautiful, and his prediction is also very accurate.

No, it should be said that the prediction is too accurate.

Something was wrong.Every time those eyes light up, she will start to make precise predictions.

"Interesting." Natasha narrowed her eyes and smiled.I squinted at this woman with unknown ideas in mind, but I heard Officer Sallers shout:

"Haven't come back to your senses, you guys! Help!"

She backed away in a hurry, staring at us with silver-blue eyes, as if she was accusing: "Captain, hurry up and save me! I can't take it anymore!"

I quickly swung the shield out, and Natasha fired just in time to cover her back.

"Damn it, strength is really unreliable." Officer Sallers dropped his gun, rubbed his wrists, and rolled up the sleeves of his denim jacket, exposing his white and slender forearms.I glanced at it, and there were several horizontal and vertical crossed scars on her left wrist, which looked like they were left by unsuccessful wrist cutting, which was terrible.

A German female police officer who once tried to commit suicide?I am really more and more curious.But the enemy was at the head, so I swallowed all my curiosity and went forward.

There was a flash of thunder in the distant sky, and it was Thor who started the resistance of the Chitauri army.I can also hear the Hulk howling, Iron Man's laser firing - well, the flying ones have already started.

Overhead, aliens roar by in flying vehicles.I would have thrown the shield long ago if I hadn't been afraid of being gone forever.

Can't fly, really hurt.

The circle around us was temporarily cleared, Natasha wiped the sweat from her face, glanced up and said, "Do me a favor."

I looked up at the flying aliens, took a few steps back, took a stride, stabilized my foot, and put the shield in front of my eyes: "Are you sure?"

"Hurry up!" She gave me a white look, and suddenly sprinted over, jumped up, and stepped on the shield.I concentrated my strength on my arms and threw her into the sky. Natasha jumped high and grabbed an alien craft, and the next thing, they were so far away that I couldn't see them.

Before I could catch my breath, Officer Sallers rushed over, grabbed my arm and walked forward-at first I was puzzled, but without moving, she dragged me and took two steps on the spot, leaving a circle of footprints on the ground.

She turned and stared at me, and I quickly asked, "What are you doing?"

"A lot of people died over there," Police Officer Sallers pointed to the building not far away, and I noticed that her eyes became brighter, "A lot of people!"

"How do you know?" I held back the sentence again, and I didn't think she would tell me.I grabbed her wrist with my backhand and ran away all the way.

"Turn left ahead!" Officer Sallers shouted as he ran.We were turning left when she slammed into my chest and pushed me against the wall and I hit my head against the wall and saw blue light coming from around the corner.If I don't hit my head, my face will be blown up.

If prediction is her ability, it is really amazing!

The other side of the corner is still emitting blue light, we can't rush over immediately.But no matter how intensive the shooting is, there will always be a pause.The key lies in how to catch that pause in time.

I stared at Officer Sallers: "Can you tell me the timing of what you saw?"

She blinked her silver-blue eyes, didn't speak, her eyes seemed to be looking at me, and she seemed to be empty, her imposing eyebrows were slightly frowned.I waited patiently, and about three or four seconds later, I saw a white light flash in her eyes, and at the same time she pushed me.

I had been prepared all the time, and with her thrust, I rushed out holding the shield.The blue light that was flickering intensively last second stopped for a moment when I rushed out.

It's a great time.I flicked the shield, and the shield bumped between the three aliens, knocking out their guns. Officer Sallers had already stood up, and the moment their guns landed, she took up the fire and opened fire majesticly: "Let you sneak attack!"

The shield bounced back and I reached out to catch it. Officer Sallers yelled at me: "People are in the building! Go!" She tilted the muzzle of her gun and immediately turned to the alien next to her.

I rushed into the building under her cover.Sure enough, there were many refugees in the building—and there were also many enemies.I took a quick glance and saw the waitress in the drink shop who had refilled my tea in the crowd.She invited me for that cup of tea, saving her once is enough to thank her.

As I thought about it, I rushed towards the mechanical alien who raised a grenade over there.How ruthless, to use this kind of weapon to harm unarmed civilians!

I was a little angry, and I hit harder, and I killed them in a few hits, but the helmet was taken off by them.Holding the shield in front of me, I was thrown out by the flames of the grenade explosion and fell on the taxi outside.

Sore, and exhausted, I lay gasping for breath and didn't want to get up.

Fortunately, the people in the building are still safe, and rescuers have just come to rescue them.

I was in a trance for a few seconds, and the helmet I didn’t know where it was lost was suddenly thrown on my face. I raised my hand and grabbed it, but I heard a German voice beside me saying: “Yo, the real person looks handsome.”

I sat up and saw Officer Sallers slouching beside him leaning on the alien gun.The weird eyes have returned to normal, but I can see the dense bloodshot inside them from such a distance.Her eyes were swollen like peaches.

"Detective, are your eyes okay?"

She rubbed her eyes casually.This is not a good habit, I quickly stopped her.She shrugged: "I'm used to it, I'm ready when I decide to go with you." Her gaze rested on my face, and she smiled again, showing her age-reduced canine teeth: "The more you look, the more I think you are handsome, and the real person looks no worse than Bucky. Hey, Captain, can you please put on the helmet again? You will affect other people's battles."

...Whether she's joking or not, I'll put the helmet on.While wearing the helmet, I asked her: "So, your eyes, can you predict?"

"Not accurate," Officer Sallers shrugged and smiled. "I just can see what's going to happen in the next second."

I opened my eyes wide: "Wow, that, that... that's cool too!"

"Ha, it's not as good as you imagined." She scratched her head with a helpless expression, "Sometimes you see it but you don't have time to react. I'm still practicing hard to make my movements keep up with my eyes."

"This is also very enviable. Is it natural?"

She cocked her lips mischievously: "Oh, I hope I don't make you jealous when I say 'yes', World War II veteran with super soldier serum."

"Hehe..." I couldn't refute her, so I could only sneer.Although there is still a lot to ask, such as why do you know about S.H.I.E.L.D., for example, why do you know that many people died around here.In the end I just asked, "This side is cleaned up too, what's next? Are you okay, DetectiveSallers?"

"Well, it is said that friendship in battle comes faster than any other feelings, why can't I see it from you." She answered the question inappropriately.

"……What's the meaning?"

"Ellie," she laughed, "try calling me Ellie, Steve."

...Ellie is Eleanor's nickname, right?Is that what you were talking about?I was a little helpless, but I still answered her: "Ellie."

"Well, it's fun to be so serious." Sa...Ellie laughed. "Well, it's time for you to help your mate, Steve."

I paused: "Aren't you coming?"

"No." Ellie shook her head and pointed to the building behind her with her thumb. "I'm here to guard this group of people. I'll go find you after they are rescued by the rescuers."

I look at the crowd and the rescuers who are moving nearby.They're safe as long as they get off 39th Street.Although it is temporarily safe here, it is not sure that it will be safe in the future, and there are still so many people, it is better for her to stay.

So I nodded, took the shield from her, stood up, and stretched out my right hand: "Thank you for your help, Ellie."

Ellie smiled and shook hands with me: "If you want to thank me, send chocolates to DCPD."

"……I go first."

"Good luck, and," Ellie smiled and gave an American military salute, "Hail America!"

"..." Is this what you, a person with a German accent, should say to Americans who participated in World War II?I glared at her and trotted away with my shield in hand.

After running for a distance, I can still hear her German English with more risings and fewer fallings: "Don't worry, everyone, I am a DCPD police officer, and I will accompany you to a safe place! Put away your mistrust The look in the eyes! The Washington police are also police!"

...but you're the unscrupulous cop who skipped work and didn't bother to write the shooting report and was always blah blah blah.

Knowing that she couldn't hear my inner complaints, I walked away with peace of mind.