Superman

"Ladies, you are welcome to come to the future world created by Stark Industry! You don't believe it, a wave of new technologies is sweeping. Perhaps the cars will never have to touch the ground in a few years!

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After receiving the microphone, pulling out a handkerchief to wipe the lips, Iron Man's dad started his own performance.

He seemed to enjoy the gaze under the stage, while promoting his company's innovative technology, while greeting the beautiful girl from the four wheels of the red car.

Howard Stark, standing on the stage, is not like a scientist. Instead, it is more like a magician who knows performance skills.

Know what kind of means to use to seize the attention of the audience.

"Stark's latest anti -gravity technology, all this will be possible!"

Howard smiled, start the instrument power supply.

The car that was removed from the wheels slowly floated.

This amazing scene made the audience under the stage hold the breath.

Luke's mouth touched, he had no interest in Howard Stark's gadgets.

Although the other party can be regarded as one of the smartest talents in the world, it is the same as the Iron Man Tony Stark, which has not yet matured.

They all have a common characteristic, or the family inheritance of family inheritance--

That's not easy to deal with!

Perhaps this can be blamed into a common problem between geniuses!

Taking this opportunity, Luke secretly walked out of the crowd and got rid of the unnecessary entanglement of young girls.

The youthful and lively gentle town is left to the upcoming rush to England to enjoy the Bucky of the motherland to enjoy it.

Turning his head inadvertently, Luke saw Rogers's thin back.

He left the crowd gathered on the stage and walked towards the recruitment station not far away.

Luke took a deep breath, thinking that it was the beginning of Captain America.

He inserted his hands in his pocket and considers what he should do.

Although it is said, Gou developing is the right way.

But who knows when the golden finger arrives.

Moreover, when I ran to Marvel, I thought of living the peaceful life of ordinary people.

Thinking between, Luke saw another old man.

A white hair, a bit bald, with glasses on the bridge of the nose.

Abraham-Oskin!

Luke recognized each other.

The developer of this super soldier serum, a German scientist who created the nine -headed snake leader red skull, slowly entered the recruitment station.

"Hmm! There seems to be a follower!"

Luke, who was about to keep up, turned into a dignity.

He saw behind Abraham-Oskin, a few people wearing round hats followed.

There was a bulge between their waists, and they looked nervous, looking around.

It doesn't look like ordinary tourists, and the identity of accompanying bodyguards is much worse.

"Nine -headed snake?"

There is a thought in Luke's mind.

As a developer of the serum of Super Soldiers, Dr. Eskin must be the nine snake's eyes, and the meat is stabbing.

Red skull will try everything to get rid of this threat!

Once the allies get the serum of the super soldiers and create a large number of super soldiers, the winning or losing win of this war has no suspense.

Between the flashing thoughts, Luke also walked into the recruitment station.

"Steve ..."

Bucky returned from Howard Stark's performance, turned his head to look at the unhappy friends, and found that the other party had disappeared.

"Luke ..."

He looked at Luke again, but he didn't expect to see it.

"What's going on! Where did you go one by one!"

Bucky murmured, and was dragged to other exhibition areas by the remaining female partners.

Nympho

Nympho

"The battlefield is not suitable for you."

In the recruitment station, Rogers was rejected again.

The officer who recruited soldiers enlisted the army saw his thin body and did not want to show his attitude. He didn't even read the filled information form.

Although Rogers strives for reason, his words are sincere.

No matter what he said, the officer just shook his head.

In his opinion, sending this thin little man to the battlefield is no different from the murder.

"You still have a lot of things to do, you don't have to join the army. We are now urgently lacking in labor. You can go to the factory to create weapons in front lines, or you can find other jobs!"

The officer said impatiently.

He pushed Rogers's recruitment table back, his face with a cold expression of "not discuss".

"War is not a fight! You will only drag others on the battlefield! Rather than staying behind the home!"

"Contentive, kid! Don't take the danger of life, shuttle in the rain of guns, how many people can't think of it!"

Looking at the thin little man in front of him, the military officer said so.

Can't he understand why the other party had to join the army? Isn't it good to stay in the local area?

There is neither life danger, nor does it need to experience the cruelty of war.

No matter how precious the medal symbolizes honor, can it be important?

No one knows now, the allies and the axis country are not allowed.

Each battlefield is like a meat grinder, which constantly devour the flesh and blood of both sides.

The corpse filled in the trench, I am afraid that only God knows the exact number!

"Chief! I want to play for the country! What do I want to do! What can I do ..."

The recruitment officer avoided Rogers's firm eyes and shook his head again.

Everything must be based on the rules. He cannot recruit an unqualified soldier.

The sound of gradually raising the two attracted the attention of Abraham-Oskin.

He looked at Rogers, who looked frustrated, and seemed to think of something.

"It's really exactly the same as the trajectory of history ..."

Luke quietly stared at the corner of his mouth.

But soon he converged with a smile, because behind Abraham-Oskin, the men who followed the blacks were approaching.

Their eyes were cold and murdered, and their right hand slowly stretched to the waist.

It's almost instantaneous!

The man in black opened the corner!

Pull out the hidden pistol!

The cold muzzle faces the quasi Abraham-Oskin.

It seems that the trigger will be deducted in the next second.

Alas!

A shot!

The crowd in the recruitment station immediately fell into panic, screaming with panic, like the steam sprayed from the train head, which permeated it.

Those recruits wearing military uniforms and not yet joined the army, suddenly like an ant on the hot pot, running around without a clue.

They have not been on the battlefield, and they have not received formal training. They don't know what to do at all.

The officer responsible for guarding fell in a pool of blood, and the white round hat worn on his head, a bullet hole emerged.

Blood flowing out of the head, with the twisted face, it is particularly terrifying.

"Hurry up!"

Luke hiding on the side pulled Dr. Eskin, who fell to the ground, turned around and turned into the corridor compartment.

The fierce gunfire came from behind, the bullet hit the wall, splashing out the dust of the large stocks.

Luke glanced at Rogers, hiding behind the cabinet, and could not help but emerge from a strange idea.

If the future Captain America hung up, how can things develop in the future?

Will there be a new hero?

Or is the Third Empire winning the war, Red Skull Conquest the World?

Alas! 嘭! 嘭!

Clearly the gunfire interrupted Luke's thoughts.

He looked at Dr. Eskin who was nervous, and whispered: "You hide here! Don't walk around everywhere!"

Outside the compartment, the footsteps of "Da Da" gradually approached.

Due to the reflection of the lights, a gun appeared.

Loke touched the Clone M1911, took a deep breath, and suddenly rushed out of the corridor compartment!