Superman

After leaving the White House, Luke drove to the Army Club in the Northwest, where Rogers was still waiting for him.

During the days when I returned to New York from London, there were various public appearances and interviews every day. The military commendation ceremony held almost no personal time.

It wasn't until Roosevelt's death that Luke got rid of his busy schedule and came to Washington to attend the funeral, and by the way, he completed the award.

"I wonder if Steve can adapt to his new life?"

The black car parked in front of the club, and it was an officer who drove Luke.

After he was promoted to major general, the military provided him with a special secretary, driver and bodyguard-the last one was actually unnecessary.

If accidents really happen, who is protecting whom?

To be a bodyguard for Superman, at least he should be at the level of the Supreme Master or Odin.

"But speaking of it, I really want to find someone who can do things for myself."

Luke has several suitable candidates, but they have not yet been finalized.

In his opinion, there is no future for it alone.

You can't wait for the Qitari army to come to the earth in the future, you have to let yourself clenched your fists.

The miscellaneous soldiers are of course handed over to their subordinates to solve them. Only enemies like Thanos, Apocalypse, and Domam are worthy of their own hands.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. recruiting activities are about to begin. I don't know how many people can be recruited."

Luke's thoughts floated and he lifted his foot up the steps.

As soon as he stepped into the lobby of the Army Club, there was a burst of exclamation.

Luke, wearing a straight military uniform and meticulously combing his hair, instantly became the focus.

No way, who told him he is now a celebrity, and the recruitment posters have changed from Uncle Sam to Superman in the red cape.

The halo of the legendary hero is too attractive to the public.

It's like many people talk about the story of Washington cutting down cherry trees and Columbus laying eggs.

As for whether it's true or not, it doesn't matter.

As for Luke, there are many legendary deeds that are worthy of people to talk about after dinner.

"Major General Cavill, hello! I am the second batch of recruits in the Caspian training camp!"

"Major General, I am your loyal admirer, can I sign it?"

"Thank you for sealing those Aryan demons! You are a great hero!"

"..."

The chirping sound rushed over, covering the soothing music flowing in the hall for a while.

The atmosphere in the club became noisy, with retired soldiers or resting officers surrounded Luke.

"Sorry, I made an appointment with a friend."

Seeing the topic getting more and more crooked, Luke hurriedly squeezed out of the encirclement and walked towards the second floor with a gentle and polite smile on his face.

It is estimated that in the future the name Superman is destined to be closely tied to topics such as the Aryan Demon and the Sorceress Piledriver.

I really don't know if I should thank Colonel Phillips or if I have a headache because of my criticism.

Luke had already foreseen that the reporter held the microphone in front of him and asked Superman how many embarrassing scenes of female warlock friends.

"So, I prefer a low-key life, but my strength does not allow it."

The young major general shook his head and came to the relatively quiet second floor.

The first thing that caught your eye was Rogers sitting on the edge of the bar.

"Hey, Colonel Rogers in Brooklyn, why are you frowning? Are you in conflict with your cute little girlfriend?"

Luke patted the other person on the shoulder and joked: "Or, you are just mourning the passing of the President?"

"neither."

Rogers, who was already a colonel, was a little depressed. He took a sip of whiskey and said, "The war is over. This should be a happy thing, but I seem to have lost my goal."

As the well-known Captain America, Rogers's reputation is not lost to Luke.

In the eyes of many children who love to read comics, the Stars and Stripes uniform is more iconic than Superman's red cloak.

"You look depressed."

Luke snapped his fingers and ordered a glass of fruity gin.

Because of his relationship, Rogers' life trajectory has changed.

Did not fall into the glacier, let alone sleep for seventy years.

Captain America has since ushered in a new life-although not knowing whether it is good or bad.

He successfully returned to Brooklyn, with the honorable status of Captain America, was honored by the President, and fell in love with a blonde girl who looked like a little rose.

Except that the whereabouts of good friends are temporarily unknown, all this seems so beautiful.

"I found myself nowhere to go, Luke."

Rogers smiled bitterly. He was received by the new president not long ago and awarded the Medal of Honor.

The same treatment includes those who follow Luke's roaring commando and important members of the Strategic Science Corps.

Logically speaking, Rogers should be satisfied.

But after staying in Brooklyn for a while, he felt completely at a loss, as if losing his way.

"The doors of SHIELD are open to you at any time."

Luke smiled, shaking the liquid in his glass.

He can understand Rogers' feelings, it's like many veterans walking off the battlefield, unable to immediately integrate into society.

Soldiers accustomed to guns and gunpowder smoke often find it difficult to adapt to the laughter and laughter around them.

"S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Rogers was a little surprised, he had never heard of this organization.

"It's the Strategic Science Corps." Luke explained."The war was over, and the strategic scientific corps originally used to fight the Hydra was facing reorganization. I simply changed the name."

"Is SHIELD sound much better?"

"In this way, you have something to do, unlike me, who haven't found a goal yet."

There was a trace of envy in Rogers' eyes.

What he wants most is Luke's firm attitude that is always moving forward and never hesitates.

"Steve, don't always think about everything you experience on the battlefield. Even if you don't be a good soldier, you can do something else. What's more, this country still needs you."

Luke once again played the role of a spiritual mentor, persuasively saying: "Peace is only temporary. Even if fascism (xi)ism is dismantled and the Nazism camp is crushed, the White House politicians will soon discover a new one. The enemy, a red brown bear standing in the plains of Siberia."

It is a huge country that occupies one-fifth of the world's land area, and it is the main core of the bipolar pattern.

"You mean, there will be war?"

Rogers was a little shocked, he did not doubt Luke's judgment.

Because after many fact checks, it has been proved that friends have always been very accurate and can always penetrate the truth sharply.

"In a sense, it is indeed a war."

Luke took a sip of his drink, and it won’t be long before the newly appointed president will practice "Trumanism" and start the Cold War.

The Warsaw Treaty and NATO mean the emergence of two military and political blocs and the confrontation between two social systems.

"So think about it. Sooner or later, Captain America will pick up his shield and step on the battlefield again. SHIELD will be a good place to stay."

Luke is like a broker on Wall Street selling stocks. Rogers, who had originally planned to retire and return to ordinary life, was a little shaken.

"Let me think about it. Thank you, Luke."

Rogers thanked him sincerely.

"It's not just you, Steve. While this country is in mourning for President Roosevelt, and at the same time immersed in the cheers of victory in the war, everyone is confused and no one knows where to go..."

Luke drank the gin in the glass and patted Rogers on the shoulder.

The position of Captain America is actually very embarrassing.

In the original plot, Rogers fell into a glacier and was pursued by the military as a war hero.

For a dead person who can't speak, he can of course be infinitely elevated, and it is not an exaggeration to praise it.

But now it's different, Rogers is still alive.

Therefore, apart from the hero's name, the military does not intend to give any substantial rewards.

Luke understood this early on.

The so-called "war hero" is just the mascot of the military.

When the country needs you, it will naturally hold high and vigorously promote the so-called heroic deeds and positive image.

But once the war is over, they lose the value of use and instantly become dispensable.

This is the case with Rogers.

The United States, who has won the war and is ready to sit down and share the cake, no longer needs a Captain America to sell bonds.

So he was abandoned, and the military did not ask, and the White House could give nothing but honor.

Luke, who knew the trajectory of the future, began preparations long ago.

With the capture of the Italian city of Rome, he achieved an indelible and amazing record.

After defeating Hydra, he initially laid his foundation and gradually gained his personal voice.

Today, he is no longer a hero with a mere fame, but a general with real power.

"I hope you can give me an answer next time I meet, Steve."

Luke raised his hand to look at the time, put the tip under the cup, and helped Rogers pay the bill by the way.

He has to go to see the next guest.