The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

In the Avengers base, Natasha took the Red Flag Medal and her eyes widened when she saw the signs of wear and tear on it.

"How? Is it true?" Steve asked.

Natasha opened her mouth, hesitated, and then said: "I have never received this medal, and the Red Flag Medal has a long history and many versions, but judging from the wear marks, it shouldn't be a souvenir..."

"The Order of the Red Flag is awarded in large quantities and can be found in the market now. Is there anyone who is going to make fake ones?"

After saying that, Natasha weighed the medal with some confusion, looked at Steve, and said, "Isn't it too late for you to vote for the Communist Party now?"

"Don't be kidding." Steve said with a serious face: "We found this in the office of Schiller Nursing Home. Now we suspect that his wife may be a contemporary of you and also received the gene. The renovation may also have come from the Red House..."

"Impossible." Natasha immediately denied this. After that, she turned her eyes to the medal. Steve looked at her beautiful face, but did not see any expression on it. This Female agents have always been able to control their emotions very well.

"Perhaps you don't know what happened at that time, and I don't want to talk more about it because it has been a long time. However, no matter what, it is impossible for anyone other than me to obtain immortality through transformation."

Natasha took a deep breath and slowly began her story:

"I was born in Stalingrad in 1928. At that time, the Soviet Union's first five-year plan had just begun and everything was in its infancy, including intelligence work."

"There is no country in the world that does not need agents. After realizing this problem, they began to select talented children for training, and I accepted the transformation after that."

"What about the children who are being reformed at the same time as you?"

"There are no children who have been reformed at the same time as me." Natasha sighed, looked at Stark and said: "At that time, World War II had broken out, Stalingrad became a frontline battlefield, and the Soviet Union devoted all its energy to the war. Intelligence The center had tilted towards wartime intelligence and the Red House project had been shelved.”

"Also, at that time, the level of technology was not that advanced. I was the only one who accepted the transformation. Fortunately, the transformation was successful."

"You can understand it this way. Captain America and I have the same experience. We are both super soldiers born for war. Such success cannot be copied. The United States does not have a second Captain America, and the Soviet Union does not have a second black man. widow."

Natasha's words convinced Steve, because Steve himself knew that the super soldier serum was only successful on him at that time. More than 70 years later, there is still only one Captain America.

If you have to say the reason, besides luck, there is also the reason that the technology of that era was really not that developed. Steve remembered that before the experiment started, he heard the staff say that this was a project that required a lot of investment. This even almost brought down the Army's economy, but in the end, there was only one successful case.

At that time, although the United States was not as wealthy as it is now, the Soviet Union was also the same, and the Soviet Union also had to face enemies on the frontline battlefield. I am afraid that money was tighter, and it was normal for its strategy not to tilt in this direction.

"Or, in other words..." Natasha crossed her arms and said, "If they could create a company of me at that time, how could the frontline fight be so brutal?"

Stark and Steve both nodded. At this time, Stark suddenly asked: "Did you defect just because they were conducting human experiments on you and risking your life?"

Natasha made a "chi" sound in her mouth, and she said: "You don't know how happy I was when they informed me that I was selected to be the experimental subject. That was the happiest day in my life, because I thought , I can finally use this powerful power to dedicate my life to this great country."

Stark saw Steve tilting his head, with a somewhat moved expression on his face. Obviously, he knew more about Natasha's past.

"Essentially, there is no difference between Steve and I. You have no position to accuse anyone of taking risks with human life, because Captain America is also a product of human experimentation. We were all created to deal with war. There is no difference between high and low. The difference is that your home is still there, and I..."

Natasha shook her head, and Stark saw that when Natasha looked at the medal again, there were some different emotions in her eyes.

But soon, the female agent calmed down and said, "I think your speculation is completely nonsense. You Americans just like these bloody plots."

"First of all, I am the only one who has obtained the immortality gene. The other Red Room agents have long since passed away."

"Secondly..." Natasha held the medal with two fingers and put it in front of her eyes, and then said, "Do you think anyone can get this medal?"

"I admit that the Soviet Union in the later period did like to issue medals randomly, but judging from the manufacturing process of this medal, it should belong to the early Red Banner Medal, and it is still very important."

"What you don't understand is that it is very difficult to get the Order of the Red Flag when you are engaged in intelligence work. You must make great contributions to make it possible. Cambridge Five, you should know that, right?"

Stark and Steve both nodded, and Natasha said: "The most famous of the Cambridge Five, Harold King Philby, is the owner of the Order of the Red Flag, and how big his contribution is, You don’t need me to say more, right?”

Natasha shook her head and said: "I consider myself to be a leader in the Soviet intelligence community before I left the Red Room. I even did more than the agents. I also participated in the war, but I did not get this weapon." medal."

"If at that time, there was another female agent who received this medal, then I would definitely know about it, and if there really was such an outstanding female agent, the two of us would definitely be familiar with each other, but as far as I know, there is no such one. people."

The reasoning reached an impasse again, and both Stark and Steve fell into thinking. At this time, Natasha suddenly said:

"The story you made up is pretty ridiculous, but it doesn't match the reality. There are too many far-fetched parts in it, and there are many loopholes in both time and space."

"In my opinion, the thing is very simple." Natasha speculated: "You said that he had an antisocial personality when he was a teenager, and he was cured somehow in the end."

"Let's put it this way, if there is such a powerful psychiatrist in this world, he must at least be an academic leader. How could you not have heard of her name?"

"Women, Soviet agents, well-known scholars in psychology, immortals, patients with neurodegenerative diseases...Every item here is a small probability event. You should be very clear about how likely it is to overlap."

"I think Schiller may not have been cured by others. He probably healed himself."

"But Schiller has emphasized to us many times that doctors cannot heal themselves." Steve said.

"But he didn't heal on his own. Is there a possibility that he was actually healed by some kind of spirit and ideal."

Both Steve and Stark were stunned. Apparently, they had thought of something. Stark wanted to question it, but Steve said: "Indeed, this is very possible."

"Are you going to say that Schiller is actually this Soviet agent who was inspired by communism and then joined the KGB?" Stark's tone revealed absurdity.

"Are such things rare?" Natasha asked in return: "In that era, there were countless such people. Even if I have been conducting intelligence work in other countries, I also know that most of my colleagues are doing this... …”

At this time, Stark heard Steve sigh, his tone was a little low, revealing the unique sense of age when recalling the past, he said: "Yes, maybe it may be difficult for you to imagine, that is an ideal An era when partisans were everywhere.”

"Every Soviet person I know has a light in their eyes when they talk about their country. Since then, I have never seen such a pure light of ideals."

"Perhaps we cannot understand and agree with that doctrine, but there is a reason why that country is so powerful."

Stark fell silent, and the sound of the "didi" of the suit echoed in his ears. As a person who has not experienced that era, it is indeed difficult to imagine.

However, pages and pages of historical data passed in front of him, and all the records on them were examples, even more exaggerated than the stories they heard. One after another, a spark started a prairie fire...

But standing in the lower reaches of history, Stark already knew the fate of the behemoth who was once powerful enough to stand on top of the earth. He looked at Natasha.

At this time, Natasha was staring at the badge in her hand. Stark felt that he was hallucinating because he saw a trace of desire in Natasha's eyes.

He didn't know how many times he had heard Natasha scold that country. It was definitely not a pretense. It could be said that even if he, an American, criticized it, it would not be so true.

What does she hate? What are you missing again?

Seeing Natasha's performance, Stark began to believe it. Perhaps those once glorious years had become their lifelong pride and their lifelong nightmare.

Stark looked down at the folder again. Was Schiller the same?

The so-called lover did not exist. What he loved, what had healed him, and what had pulled him back from the edge of the abyss, was the campfire that was once lit on the Siberian snowfields, and the glory shining under the red flag.

But now, what makes him painful, what he can't let go of for a long time, and what he can never forget is this long-worn red medal.

It can be said that what they saw in Schiller's Hall of Thought and what they speculated can only be said to be speculation, but now the only physical evidence is this document and this medal.

If there is one thing that is only certain, it is that Schiller does possess this red medal, has indeed seen this once extremely important list, and does have something to do with that dead country.

Perhaps, then, the only real damage comes from this, and it cannot be healed.

Both Stark and Steve thought about this.

In Schiller's mind palace, after seeing the tragedy, they felt that if they had to choose between the collapse of their spiritual pillars and death, they would choose the latter.

But now it seems that it may not be considered a collapse of the spiritual pillar. After that, there will still be a more serious disaster.

"I think he doesn't need to be treated." Natasha was obviously talking about Schiller, but Stark heard her talking about himself.

"If he is really sick from this, then he does not need to be treated, cannot be treated, and no one is qualified to treat him."

Steve and Stark were silent for a while. Suddenly, Stark said as if he remembered something: "Wait a minute, if the stories about his parents and wife are not true, then who does he want to resurrect?"

Steve opened his eyes wide and looked at Stark, and the two suddenly had a bad feeling.

Steve said quickly: "I remember that he had hung that God of Hell on a coconut tree. Faced with the threat of death, the God of Hades did not help him resurrect the person he wanted to resurrect. That means that, That object may not be resurrected..."

"In other words, if even the God of Hades cannot be resurrected, then there is only..."

Stark and Steve turned around quickly, and Natasha called them from behind: "Wait! It's about Hydra and Baron Zemo!"

Stark turned around, held out his hand and said, "Do you think Hydra is still important now?"

Even Steve said: "I know Hydra. At most, they can resurrect the Red Skull. At worst, I will fight with him again. But if Schiller wants to resurrect the Soviet Union... God! Stark! Drive quickly and go." Hospital!!!"

The two left in a hurry, not even bothering to get the folder and medal. After the two left, Natasha fiddled with the medal, then took out her mobile phone and called Nick.

"Hello? Director, I guided them as you told them. They should believe it. However, the story about Schiller's parents and wife is quite true. It's really not..."

Nick's cold snort came from the other end of the phone, and he said:

"Wife? He has a shitty wife! He probably even acted out the stories about his parents, and he just deceived heroes like Iron Man and Captain America who are overflowing with sympathy."

"He recently got together with Loki and Stephen. He must have found another unlucky guy to trick him. Is he mentally ill? He will only become mentally ill because he can't deceive money!"

"Using suspended animation and demonic explosions to force me to reveal my space carrier, yesterday, the annoying military still took away one of my motherships!"

"Moreover, Schiller also killed Baron Zemo. Without this great enemy, what will happen to my funds at the beginning of next year?!"

"Those three liars who lack virtue actually want to trick Iron Man and Captain America into doing work for them? There is no way!"

Natasha shook her head. Obviously, she didn't quite agree with the number "three liars."

Natasha fiddled with the medal and said, "Seriously, Director, where did you get the early version of the Red Flag Medal? This thing is not easy to find."

"Medal of the Red Flag? What is the Medal of the Red Flag? What I got is obviously the Medal of Patriotism. These medals are everywhere in the streets. I collected a good-looking one and asked Colson to send it over... Colson! Colson !What's going on? Did you send the wrong medal?"

"You haven't sent it yet?? What do you do for food?! Wait, you didn't send your medal, then Natasha... Hello! Hello?... Natasha, are you listening?"

With a "click", the medal fell on the table. Natasha slowly lowered her head and looked at the document left on the table, dumbfounded.