Superman

The next day, early morning.

Luke, who was appointed by the military, packed up some simple outfits, and took Rogers excitedly, and got on the special car to the Caspian Training Camp in New Jersey.

Before leaving, they met several important personnel from the Strategic Science Corps.

For example, Colonel Phillips with a serious face.

The developer of the Super Soldier Serum, Dr. Abraham Erskine.

Howard Stark is famous in New York.

And as always, Agent Carter, who kept his cool expression.

and many more……

The Strategic Science Corps is a temporary institution specially established by the Allies to win the war.

It was personally approved by President Roosevelt and the heads of European countries.

Convened elites in multiple fields, the main purpose of which is to fight against the Hydra of the Third Reich-an evil organization marked by the monster Hydra.

The secondary purpose is to implement the "Super Soldier" plan to end the war that has swept the world.

The current leader of Hydra is called John Schmidt, nicknamed "Red Skull."

It is said that he was Hitler's henchman.

Heinrich Hilem, the leader of the secret police Gestapo, has more power than he participated in the establishment of the SS.

"In fact, Red Skull may not be the creator of Hydra..."

Luke thought, sitting behind the transport truck, shaking from side to side.

He remembered mentioning in the comics that the orthodox Hydra originated quite early, which can be traced back to a much longer time.

The Red Skull just used this name and replaced the concept to make it a useful tool.

In this regard, he has some similarities with Adolf Hitler, who was once regarded as an idol.

"Luke, do you think we will meet Bucky?"

Rogers asked with his suitcase.

Thinking of Bucky's surprised expression on the battlefield when he learned that he had joined the army, he couldn't help but look forward to the next meeting between the two.

"Bucky may have set foot on the land of England by this time, fighting for freedom."

Luke laughed, he could understand why Rogers was obsessed with serving in the army.

A small man who has been teased and bullied for a long time because of his thin body.

There are often only two roads leading to the future.

Either like Rogers, who still maintains an optimistic and positive attitude;

Either it is cynical, self-enclosed and negative.

The former is rare and the latter is numerous.

And this is probably why Steve Rogers became Captain America.

He is a person who is always on the right path.

Rogers is keen to serve in the army, not out of strong patriotism-he is not the kind of character who is eager to exchange honor for military medals and dreams of making achievements.

This thin little guy might want to prove that he is indistinguishable from those strong guys.

"Luke, then you say, why did Howard Stark go to the Caspian Training Camp? Is he also a conscripted soldier?"

Rogers asked curiously.

He didn't know anything about the "Super Soldier" project or the Strategic Science Corps.

I just thought that I went to the Caspian Training Camp to receive training for recruits.

"Stark is different from us! They are scientific advisers! They belong to the official senior officers!"

Luke shook his head.

As two recruits, how can they be compared with Howard Stark.

The treatment of both parties is different!

Howard Stark was able to ride in a smooth and comfortable private car, chatting and laughing with a group of senior officers along the way.

In the evening, I might go out to spend a lot of time and drink, chic and happy.

But he and Rogers could only stay behind the transport truck that swayed like a bumpy boat.

"Get ready for life as a recruit, Rogers!"

Luke smiled meaningfully.

For Rogers, who is far from being strong, recruit training is not an easy task.

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...

a week later.

"How are you, Rogers."

Luke, who finished the cross-country, handed a towel to the thin, thin man.

He seemed to be fished out of the water, the camouflage uniform outside was soaked with sweat.

The chest is violently ups and downs, like a bellows that is pulling, making a "whoop" sound.

Even the conventional five-kilometer cross-country is a daunting challenge for Rogers, who has poor physical fitness.

"No, it's okay! I just need to take a break...that's it!"

Luke looked at Rogers who was talking intermittently, for fear that he would suddenly faint.

The thin and thin man who has been able to hold on to the present, bending over in front of him, really has perseverance.

Although every day's training tasks, Rogers is the last to complete, the performance is also the worst.

But in terms of hard work, he didn't lose to others, or even beat him.

"I feel better! Thank you, Luke!"

After a few breaths, Rogers looked up at his friend and smiled gratefully.

Had it not been for Luke's help, his situation could have been worse.

In Rogers' view, the Caspian Training Camp is no different from the streets of Brooklyn.

Relying on strong muscles and bullying weaker existences than yourself, there are such bastards everywhere.

Luckily, Luke stepped forward, or Rogers would become a victim of being blocked and beaten in a corner by a villain.

"Assemble! Assemble!"

With a sharp whistle, the recruits who had long developed a conditioned reflex ran over and stood in a neat line.

Some of them have already experienced disobedience, or the end of a thorn.

The glamorous female officer who spoke with a British accent was not as weak on the outside.

In this regard, Gilmer Hodge has a say in the new recruit who received a punch—he still has band-aids on his nose.

What's more, daily high-intensity physical training is enough to release everyone's excess energy.

"After your observation these days, who is the recruit with the best performance and the best performance?"

Standing not far away, looking at the group of recruits being trained, Colonel Phillips asked.

"It's Luke Cavill."

Carter, holding the score sheet, raised his eyebrows.

She did not expect the young man from Brooklyn.

Not only is the marksmanship amazing, but it also performed very well on other test items.

Shooting targets, marching with weights, climbing wire fences and other physical training.

Luke can easily win the first place, and far away from the second place.

"I knew it! Erskine, I said, Cavill is the most suitable candidate!"

Colonel Phillips clapped his hands.

He looked at the upright and strong Luke in the queue, his eyes full of appreciation.

The opponent perfectly matched the colonel's definition and image of a good soldier.

"Wait! We still have time."

Dr. Erskine, who was standing nearby, replied.

His gaze did not stay on Luke, but at Rogers who was particularly conspicuous in the queue.

If we say that the super soldier has to choose a strong and big man.

Then, Erskine did not need to start this secret selection.

Just pick one from the army.

In this world, there has never been a shortage of outstanding soldiers who know how to obey orders and have strong muscles.

However, it is quite difficult to find a really good person, a "super soldier" who has the strength but does not rely on bullying.

Erskine knew he didn't have more time to choose patiently and explore carefully.

Therefore, he can only pin his hopes on Rogers.

That thin and short man has a rare quality that touches people's hearts!

"You asked me to investigate Rogers's life experience! Yes, he is indeed a...good person! But what can it be? If the committee's bureaucrats know that the candidate for the super soldier is a skinny person who can even run. What do they think, little breathless guy?"

Colonel Phillips said dissatisfied.

In his view, war compares the strength of both sides, not the character of the soldiers.

"The selection is not over yet, the time has not come! Colonel, let's wait patiently!"

Dr. Erskine still answered this.

But this time, his gaze shifted to Luke.