American Comic World of Martial Artists

August 1945.

The U.S. dropped two atomic bombs on Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan.

In the same month, the Soviet Union, which ended the European battlefield, declared war on Japan.

In mid-August, Japan finally announced its unconditional surrender, and World War II ended.

Aboard a U.S. warship in the Pacific.

After a triumphant cheer, Gary was officially awarded the rank of brigadier general.

"Gary."

"Gary!"

The veterans of the 107th regiment shouted in unison.

"Colonel Gary, in view of your outstanding contributions in the European and Pacific battlefields, the headquarters has awarded you the rank of brigadier general. I hope you can continue to serve the country!" Smith, the chief of staff of the U.S. Army, smiled and put the brigadier general badge on his shoulders. Gary's chest.

Gary looked solemn, "Thank you for the high expectations given by the headquarters! I will continue to work hard!"

After the conferring ceremony, Smith put his hands on the railing, looked at the endless sea in the distance, and said, "Gary, now that the war is over, what are your plans?"

"Chief of Staff, I hope to continue working under you!" Gary said seriously.

"Are you sure? I may not stay in the army." Smith smiled.

Gary said without any hesitation: "It is my honor to be able to follow the chief of staff."

"Hehe, it's not a good idea to flatter me." Smith shook his head and continued: "Tell me what you really think."

"Chief of Staff, in fact, I want to stay in the strategic science department. Although Hydra has been wiped out, there are still many remaining forces around the world. They are still planning for their comeback, and in the process of annihilating Hydra, Countries have actually stolen a lot of technology, and even recruited a group of scientific research talents to secretly prepare the super soldier plan..." Gary said slowly.

Smith listened carefully, and after Gary finished speaking, he nodded, "You are right, the war is over, but the contest with other countries has just begun, and the United States is lagging behind other countries in this respect, and we really need a batch of fresh Blood injection."

On the deck of the warship, Gary had a lot of chats with Smith. Although Smith didn't give a clear reply, judging from his intentions, it was clear that Gary had agreed to go to the strategic science department.

And sure enough, a month later, that is, in mid-September, the transfer order for Gary came down.

Strategic Science Headquarters.

"Gary, I didn't expect that you would be transferred here. With your qualifications, you can stay in the army and develop!" Colonel Phillips was a little confused. You must know the status of the Strategic Science Department since the annihilation of the Hydra organization. It's getting worse day by day. Except for some old secret agents, others are transferred to other departments through connections, but who knows that Gary, who has a bright future, will take the initiative to come here.

Gary smiled, "I am more nostalgic, and I am reluctant to part with Chief Phillips."

"Oh, Gary, don't be joking. I should call you sir now. Hey, I can't think of it. I still have a day to call my subordinates sir." Phillips also had a complicated expression on his face. Gary continued: "You really shouldn't be transferred here. There is only one name left in the current strategic science department."

The two of them walked inside while talking.

Gary looked at the sparse staff in the corridor, and asked suspiciously: "Didn't Stark still stay in the department, didn't he provide funds?"

"If there is no Stark, I think I have retired now." Colonel Phillips said helplessly, "Compared with dreams, the headquarters is more willing to see actual benefits."

Gary really didn't expect the strategic science department to be so miserable. It seems that the United States also has a hobby of Asuka, "Colonel Phillips, don't be so pessimistic. At least my transfer this time has brought a lot of support. We will soon Then we can recruit staff again.”

"Hopefully someone will come.

Colonel Phillips shrugged.

The two came to the underground research room.

Carter and Stark were researching the infinite energy source, and because Gary came earlier, they didn't go out to meet him.

"Ahem, let me introduce you, this is the new head of the Strategic Science Department, John Gary!" Colonel Phillips coughed lightly.

Carter was taken aback, and couldn't help but said: "Gary, so you are the newly transferred minister?!"

Stark was also taken aback, and after realizing it, he couldn't help but tease: "It seems that we don't have to look at Colonel Phillips' face anymore."

Hearing this, Phillips' face turned black.

"Gary, you shouldn't be here." Carter stepped forward and said.

"I'm already here." Gary smiled and changed the subject, "How is it? Have you researched anything?"

As soon as he talked about work, Stark became interested, but he shook his head and said: "There is no progress yet. The energy of this infinite energy source is very huge. To use it, you need very sophisticated instruments. If Erskine If the doctor is still alive, he will definitely be able to build it."

"Don't worry, take your time, I think there will always be something to gain." Sensing the strong spatial fluctuations around him, Gary's eyes revealed a hint of excitement.

...

Yangzhou city.

Mingyue District.

After Gary was successfully transferred to the strategic science department, he focused his energy on Luo Hua. After all, he would probably have to deal with all kinds of insidious methods from Luo Feng's enemy, Li Yao.

"It's been a year since Xiaofeng left." In the living room, Gong Xinlan sighed again and again. Although there was still a glimmer of hope in her heart, as time went by, this glimmer of hope became more and more elusive.

Luo Hua comforted: "Mom, my brother Luo Feng will definitely be back, and soon."

A smile appeared on Gong Xinlan's face, she knew that Luo Hua was comforting herself, it had been a year, if she could come back, she would have been back long ago.

In the afternoon, an announcement was made on the official website of Xtreme Martial Arts.

"Because Victory Luo Feng stayed in the ruins of ancient civilization for more than a year, the chance of surviving is zero. The martial arts hall judged that Victory Luo Feng died, and the memorial service will be held tomorrow afternoon."

The news is out.

The only remaining hope suddenly collapsed, Gong Xinlan and Luo Hongguo couldn't bear the blow, and passed out directly.

Luo Hua hurriedly sent the two elders to the hospital, and they didn't wake up until night, but they were in a bad mood.

Yaofeng Mountain Villa in Jiangnan Shanshui Community.

"Haha, I'm really happy, happy, Ultimate Martial Arts finally confirmed that Luo Feng is dead, hahaha!" Li Yao laughed happily.

Winina was also very happy, squinting her eyes and humming: "Although we didn't kill Luo Feng with our own hands, he still has relatives, and I will make their lives worse than death!"

"Yes, make their lives worse than death." Li Yao's eyes revealed a sinister look, "I've been waiting, waiting for such an opportunity, and now it's finally here!"

Li Yao clenched his fists tightly, looked at Vinina and said, "This time, I will arrange the forces of the HR Alliance, there should be no one to stop me."

"Everyone is dead, who cares!" Venina said disdainfully.

"Then let's start, first destroy them psychologically!" Li Yao said viciously.

Venina nodded, but just as she was about to make a call, the phone rang.

"What? The Xtreme Martial Art Museum intervenes and won't let us take revenge?!"

After hanging up the phone, Vinina's face completely darkened.