Chapter 478

"Pa!" With a film only ten minutes long finished, a dark room once again lit the fluorescent lamp.

This projection hall is not big, it's more than 30 square meters. At this time, there are more than 10 people sitting in the room, which looks like a middle school classroom playing educational films.

However, it's strange that most of these people, except for a few, don't care much about the content of the film. They talk quietly in different places, or play with the latest smartphones, and send text messages to acquaintances. There is also a young man wearing a mask and casual clothes who is skateboarding around the screening hall.

Of course, it's not entirely their fault. This short film not only has a long history and blurred black-and-white images, but also the fighting inside is not so intense and exciting for them.

The projection of the silver screen on the wall is still on the last frame. There is a young man wearing a British Lieutenant's uniform with a smile on the front and a blood dripping package in his hand. Behind him is a dark corridor. The environment looks like an underground air defense corridor.

It seems that the young man has just been seriously injured. The bandage wrapped around his waist is stained with blood on both sides of his body. It should be a penetrating wound to his abdomen. If Qin Lun is here at this time, he will find that the person on the screen is himself, or "Joey", which is the scene after his battle with Catlin, a female professor at Green College.

"Gentlemen, stop what you are doing!" Looking at the following casual subordinates, the "teacher" on the platform covered his face, and looked helplessly at the "monitor" in the front row of the seat.

This "teacher" is not really a teacher in terms of appearance. He is a black man with a rigid expression. He is wearing a black leather trench coat and a black eye mask on his face. On his cold face, it seems that there are four big words "keep away from strangers".

Of course, these people are not real teachers and students. The monitor is a tall and healthy blonde youth. Although he is big and muscular, he has a handsome face and a gentle smile all the time, which is quite different from that big man.

The young man's face looks only twenty-eight years old. His blonde hair has been shaved into a simple flat head, and his demeanor also carries the military's heroic temperament.

In the past, if you see the "teacher" kind of look for help, the blonde youth often can't help laughing, and don't mind making fun of the boss and friend on the stage.

However, just after watching the old video film, he found that he could not bring up any interest. He thought that the memory that had been forgotten was once again like the scar that had been reopened, which came out bloody, and there was a light sadness in his heart.

"Everyone, please be quiet!" The young man didn't even raise his head, put his hands on his chin, and his voice was a little low.

The young man's voice was not very high, but a dozen of his companions in the room involuntarily stopped what they were doing. Mobile phone mobile phone make complaints about him do or think the same without prior consulation2. He even dropped his cell phone. Even the mask young man who was playing with skateboards from time to time was also slightly stunned. He slipped the skateboard under his armpit and quietly returned to his seat.

"Steven, what's the matter?" Next to the young man, a charming, cold and hard red haired girl frowned slightly and laid her shoulders on him with concern.

All the people gathered in this room are strong, each with its own unique and proud personality. There is no subordinate relationship between them, but they respect each other. To some extent, they share the same idea and show sympathy to each other.

However, these people, no matter the elder generation, are just growing up. Everyone has something that can be called a legend. They have experienced more joys and sorrows than ordinary people. At the same time, they shoulder responsibilities and ideas that ordinary people can't bear.

Therefore, they have also developed a very sensitive nerve. Youth's words have no binding force on them, but they can hear the heaviness from the deep soul and remind everyone of the most hard and unforgettable painful memory in their lives.

"Nothing!" The handsome young man called Stephen by the red haired girl took a deep breath, looked up again at the cold one eyed black man on the stage, and said in a deep voice, "Nick, I'm in a bad mood now! If you don't understand why let's watch this video of over 50 years ago, even if it's closed for a week, I'll beat you up! "

The black man, who has always looked as hard as granite, has a little surprise in his eyes. He and Stephen are not only colleagues, but also very good friends in daily life and death. This is the most important thing Stephen can say in terms of his gentle nature, which emphasizes love and justice.

"It seems that what happened in Casablanca that year really hit him hard!" A thought flashed through Nick's mind, but he immediately left it. Now is not the time to think about it.

"You are called here for the terrorist attack that just happened in Washington!" Nick quickly straightened out his mind and said with a solemn expression, "maybe you saw similar news on your way here. However, because of the accident, most of you don't know the real situation, except for several members of the shendun bureau who participated in the war, because the government regulates the relevant news reports.""Cut!" Hearing Nick's words, several members who are not very fond of the government in the room turn their backs on themselves, only to see Nick and other members of the shendun Bureau's solemn expression, and swallow the sarcastic words that come to their mouths again.

"There are hundreds of buildings in Washington, D.C., including the White House and the Pentagon, which have been burned down. The loss of public property is countless. So far, the number of casualties is still rising. Although there is no accurate data, due to the dense population of the SAR, the preliminary estimate is 400000-600000. Near World War II, the direct casualties of two atomic bombs, Hiroshima and Nagasaki. "

Nick said that his face was blue. The terrorist attack was a great insult to the shield Bureau, which claimed to be the shield of world peace. Most ironically, the main cause of the huge casualties is that the flying aircraft carrier designed and manufactured by shendun was stolen by the members of the Hydra organization hidden in the organization.

Although the main culprit of this terrorist attack was eventually wiped out by superhuman of the shield Bureau, such as the black widow led by the captain of the United States, serious reports of casualties and property losses stung everyone, and caused irreparable damage to the reputation of the shield Bureau.

"As I have already said, there is no need for a double-edged sword like shendun bureau!" Knowing the consequences of the terrorist attack, people inside were silent. One of the middle-aged scholars held his glasses and said coldly.

"Dr. Bruce, it's not a good time to complain!" Nick sighed. As the director of the shendun Bureau, the iron man of military origin was full of remorse even though he looked very strong.

"Nick, I know more about this terrorist attack as a major participant than you do!" Stephen Rogers, the captain of the United States, had a dim look, but soon returned to his senses and said with dissatisfaction, "but you still haven't explained to me about this video!"

"Steven, although you are the main force of this campaign, you are not involved in the later" clean-up "work. In fact, after the war, we also seized the living mouths of some Hydra organizations and got some important information. "

Nick was silent for a while, and suddenly he said something without saying a word, "he's back!"

"It's impossible. He's dead!" Stephen obviously immediately understood the strange words. His face changed. He stood up, fell down his chair unconsciously, turned angrily to go out, and didn't even turn back to listen to Nick's explanation. "I don't want to listen to your story here anymore. It's a waste of time!"

The furious departure of the captain of the United States stunned a group of people who were familiar with him in the room. They had never seen such a violent side of the gentle Stephen.

"Nick, what's going on?" A middle-aged gentleman with a moustache in the room looked up solemnly at the one eyed black man.

The middle-aged gentleman had been leaning back on the chair and dozing off with his eyes closed. Even when everyone was quiet before, he didn't sit in the right place and seemed to be independent. And a few of his companions seemed to see no surprise. They knew the nature of the prodigy very well and didn't remind him deliberately.

It wasn't until Stephen Rogers left the door that he fully realized the explosive anger in his friend's chest and had to face it.

"Tony We all know that at Stephen's real age, he is the oldest of us. " For the first time, Nick showed a wry smile on his rigid and rigid face, "although we are all Stephen's friends, we are limited to this era and cannot share the memories and feelings of the past with him.

In fact, the invincible captain of the United States in the propaganda of the government, half a century ago, had experienced an unforgettable failure together with the Allied superhuman forces at that time. Next I'll show you a top secret archive that never appeared in history, about a battle at the end of World War II in 1945, the battle of Casablanca! "

……

Half an hour later, the gate of the war room was opened again, and a dozen strong men came out with solemn expressions.

But as soon as they got to the door, they found Stephen with his head up and his back against the wall. Obviously, the captain of the United States has calmed down from the rage just now. Instead of actually leaving here, he hears Nick's information at the door.

All the people looked at the strong soldiers with rare gaffes and looked at each other. They didn't know how to comfort the companion. Quite a few of them have been robbed of their relatives or comrades by the dark forces. They know that this kind of pain can only be overcome by themselves.

“…… Stephen, it's not like you. Cheer up, you're our captain! " Tony Stark, the middle-aged gentleman just now, came to the young man with a stout face. The serious expression on his face made the people who knew him inexplicably happy.

However, the genius and prodigal is obviously not good at this kind of comforting work. Seeing that Stephen didn't pay attention to him, he gave up his lips uninteresting. "This time, we will take revenge on you and tell that the old man who was eliminated by the times is no longer a new generation that he can continue to commit violence!"

At Tony's words, Stephen looked down slowly, his face expressionless at the middle-aged gentleman.If you can't comfort people, don't comfort them, OK! Everyone's face twitches and they scold Tony Stark in their heart. It seems that the captain of the United States was also an old man in the Second World War!

"Cough, Stephen, I mean the old man, not you..." Iron man soon realized his language fault and faltered to explain it awkwardly.

"Tony Shut up! " The superhuman strongmen gathered at the door shouted in unison.