I Am In Marvel

More than a month later.

New York, Brooklyn, Haitang Street. The pedestrian street that entered the winter gradually flourished under the sun, just after Christmas, and immediately ushered in the New Year. Despite the engagement phase of World War II, New York, a large European city, has not suffered from the slightest war. In the early winter of the winter, people in coats rushed around the streets, busy with work and livelihood.

From time to time, I can see that some hooded children are holding a stack of black and white newspapers and screaming on the streets where people come and go: "The latest New York Times! Major Kyle and Lieutenant Steve, the two led the troops to once again annihilate the German fortress base!" "The Wall Street Journal! The two American heroes are glory again, and the German front line has withdrawn 20 miles due to insufficient resources!" "The victorious battle of the war, the iron and blood officer who reversed the situation of the war, today to explain to you the enemy – the glorious road of Major Kyle!"

The newspapers in this period are the first to print and publish the front-line battle reports, not to mention the report of the victory. Once it is logged out, it will be rushed out by the nationals. This is not the case. The boy who sold the newspaper with a red face fluttered for half an hour and bought the two stacks of Times on the street where the wind whistled. Facts have proved that even if World War II did not affect New York on the surface, it is enough to make people worry about the frontline US troops, hope, and pray that they can end the war as soon as possible.

"Can you give me a copy?" A blonde girl wearing a purple scarf smiled and waved gently toward the newspaper boy running across the street. The boy immediately ran over and took the change and sent the last daily report of his hand to the girl's vegetable basket. He widened his eyes and looked at the girl's delicate face like Angel. He couldn't help but praise: "The big elder sister, you look so good." "The mouth is quite sweet." The blond girl's beautiful eyes smiled and curled up, and the warm smile melted the surrounding snow, which made the street gentleman on the street slammed into the streetlight.

"It's time to go home." Lucy aired, elegantly carrying the food and newspapers in the basket, and began to return home. It's a home, but it's just a house that Kyle used to live in. Located at 199 on Haitang Street, it is a classic European-style duplex villa with a balcony garden. Lucy took off her boots and went into the door. There was a stove in the house. The temperature was warmer than the outside, so she took off the cotton coat and revealed the graceful figure that could not be concealed by the inner sweater. After placing the basket on the table, Lucy changed the elegant and dignified outside, and the small face excitedly took out a few newspapers in the basket and spread it on the table.

The newspapers have headlines and picture plates, and the protagonists on the headlines of these newspapers are very different. They are not the grim young people who are armed with the shield of the round shield. They are the black youths who hold the long sword and rush to the enemy. Below the picture of the newspaper, there is a detailed annotated note. 'Steve Rogers, 23, Captain America, lieutenant. ' (Steve Captain's first battle in life was to go deep into the third enemy's area with Major Kyle, to break the factory base, rescue the prisoners of 500 American soldiers trapped in the cage, and breakthrough.

He claimed to be Captain America, and he always took the shield to the forefront, leading the soldiers' team to win five German factory bases in one month, to minimize the damage of their personnel. He is a patriot, a super soldier, a hero incarnation that symbolizes American justice! ) ... Lucy quickly visited Steve's profile, and the beautiful eyes were on the other side, with a longer and more c.u.mbersome profile. 'Kyle Doff, 23, the youngest major officer in history. ' Seeing this, Lucy showed a sweet smile with satisfaction, lips whispered, and read Kyle's next personal story: " Major Kyle is the youngest winner of the rank of major in the history of the United States. He first sneaked into enemy bases in the counterattack, and sneaked into the enemy bases, annihilated the German commanders and major forces, and successfully won.

The opportunity to reverse the frontline battle. So far, Major Kyle's campaign to lead the march has ended in victory, often with one person fighting a team of elites. According to incomplete statistics, the number of killings recorded in his name has broken through 10,000, which is a real enemy! He is a hero representing the symbol of American power! It is a war madman who is stunned by the German army, nicknamed 'Devil' and 'Decide' (translated as the devil and killing God). In the latest news, the President of the United States has awarded the Medal of Honor for Major Kyle. "

After a smooth reading, Lucy's face was rosy because of her happiness. Although this kind of publicity praises Kyle's report, it will be frequently reported during this time, but every time she will buy such newspapers, watch it day after day. "A few months ago, it was a recruit from the enemy base. So soon it became a major officer. It also represents the hero of American power, hmph!" Lucy licked the pink lips, she is now really stressed, not to mention New York City, even the young women in the United States are obsessed with the cold youth in the newspaper.

After all, the movie screening rooms in some big cities will also show some combat doc.u.mentary videos on the battlefield from time to time. And Kyle and Steve, it can be said that these months, like the protagonist in the war record film. The heroic killing of the enemy, the perfect posture of the assault, the powerful personal strength of an enemy, and the young and handsome face are revealed. In the screening screen, a vibrating arm commanding or looking at the lens is enough to trigger some crazy screams. "No matter what, Kyle, I know it first." "Little Lucy, you have to cheer up, no reason to lose to those women." Lucy snorted and huddled on the sofa, a bit like a woman waiting for her husband to return. Finally, a resentful scream: "Let the New Year, I don't know when Kyle can come back…" At this time, hundreds of miles from New York, the glacial mountain range of the enemy's area. Below a rugged train track from the snowy mountain waist to the distance, everywhere is the peak of the snow-capped mountains, the wind is strong, the snow is falling.

On one of the snow-capped peaks, a team of dozens of American soldiers wrapped in military coats lurked and listened to the intelligence messages from the rear base through monitoring instruments. Fury said: "It has been confirmed that there will be no mistakes on the train to be passed, there is an important figure in the Hydra organization, a newly appointed middle-aged German scientist – Warner Tours." "That line, let's get on the train. This time just get the captives, don't take that many people." Kyle said quickly, looking to the side of Steve. Steve nodded: "Just with me, and you, and Bucky. Let's all three are single soldiers, and there are not many guards on the train." "OK." Kyle agreed with the dagger he went alone, not afraid of danger. Kyle, Steve, Bucky. The three men are ready to stand side by side on the edge of the cold peaks, looking down at the slope of the severe hundred meters, waiting patiently for the arrival of the enemy train.