Chapter 186

"Schmidt sent his men to take my research product, and he injected himself with the drug called super soldier serum."

The doctor said helplessly. He felt that it was his own mistake. Maybe he should not have invented it in the beginning. But now that the boat is done, he has to try his best to make up for it.

Steve nodded slightly, though he couldn't understand the principle: "did that really make him stronger?"

The doctor asked for glasses, hesitated for a few seconds, or nodded to admit: "yes, but it also had side effects. The serum formula at that time was not perfect, and, most importantly, the person receiving the injection."

"People?"

"Yes, serum strengthens all aspects of the body, so good people get better, bad people... Get worse." The doctor scratched his bald head and explained to Steve the principles of his research.

Super soldier serum (SSS) not only acts on the human body, but also acts on the spirit and brain. For example, it enlarges a person's ambition and nature. After having strength, it makes people feel omnipotent.

Steve probably understood, but the doctor didn't finish. He waited quietly. They looked at each other in the quiet barracks, thinking.

"That's why you were chosen. If you choose a strong person, you may lose respect for power because of your innate familiarity with it. And a small person is more aware of the value of power and... Compassion after having power. "

The doctor thought for a moment, and finally said the word. He didn't know if English should say that, but he knew Steve could understand what he meant.

Steve thought for a moment. He looked up firmly at the doctor.

"Thank you. I think I understand."

Dr. Erskine laughed. He pointed to the trunk over there and motioned Steve to bring the glass. He opened it and poured some into both glasses.

The brown and red wine and the cup made a crisp collision sound, emitting the color of blood under the Yellow barracks light.

The doctor took a glass of wine and pointed to Steve's chest: "promise me, no matter what happens tomorrow, keep your heart at heart. You don't have to be a good soldier, but you have to be a good man. "

Steve laughs. Yes, he's not sure he'll be a qualified soldier because he can't even lift his rifle properly now.

But to be a good man, he was confident that his father and Mr. Wilson had taught him to be a man of integrity, which was what he wanted to do.

He raised his glass and motioned to Dr. Erskine, "to the little weak."

Dr. Erskine understood that Steve was talking about himself. He would not forget his state of mind when he was weak and would not change because he had power.

The doctor grinned and clinked his glass: "to the weak."

However, when they were about to drink with a smile, the doctor suddenly took Steve's glass away.

"God, what am I doing? You have a medical tomorrow. You can't drink tonight."

Steve shrugged. He recognized that the bottle was the product of Wilson's enterprise. It was aged in 1925 and came from the prohibition era.

At that time, although he was young, his father also drank, and Uncle Tom next door also drank. Many people bought wine privately.

Steve is not superstitious about the law. He has his own cognition and ideas. He measures everything with simple morality and values.

It is not a mistake to drink and sell alcohol. To enjoy consumer goods is the right that every human being should have. The law of prohibition of alcohol, which suppresses human nature, is wrong.

But since the doctor said he would have another physical examination tomorrow, he would not drink it.

He shrugged his shoulders and said regretfully to the doctor, "well, let's drink together when it's over."

"Why later?" The doctor looked at him inexplicably. He put the drinks in the two glasses together, shook the glass and smelled it intoxicatingly: "I have no arrangement for tomorrow. I will drink it now."

Dundundun...

both of them solved their doubts in their hearts, and then their conversation became more casual. They talked happily about the regiment and their past lives.

They didn't notice that not far from the window, Nick Frey quietly turned around and left. His task was to "protect" Dr. Erskine. He and Rhett brought Dr. Erskine back from Germany. The doctor had worked for Nazi, but he still needed to "protect".

This time he was transferred back from France for this task.

On the third day, Steve got into the Legion's car early in the morning. Peggy Carter was waiting for him in the car. They needed to return to New York for renovation experiments.

A lot of electricity is needed throughout the operation, and Philadelphia's power grid is obviously not up to standard.

The black car is not as luxurious as suming's, but it is much more stable than the truck Steve took to the camp.Along the way, Steve looked out of the window with great interest. He seemed to be very curious about every tree and every flower.

In fact, he was still a little nervous. He didn't know what his fate would be and whether the unique serum would turn him into a muscular madman.

Everything is unknown, so he can only focus on anything that can draw attention.

Peggy looked at him helplessly and thought that he was really honest. He talked about things out of the window all the way. Isn't the people in the carriage worth seeing?

It's back in Brooklyn, where Steve used to live, and he's very familiar with it.

As the vehicle moved forward, he kept pointing his finger on the glass and said to agent Carter, "I was beaten in that alley... And the parking lot... And the back door of the restaurant..."

Carter pursed his lips. In order to calm Steve's mood, she could only force herself to talk: "is there any way you can prevent yourself from escaping?"

Steve didn't notice the strangeness of the atmosphere. He shook his head and said very seriously, "once you start running away, they won't stop you. You have to stand up and fight back at them."

Carter's beautiful mouth raised a smile: "I probably understand how you feel. Every door is closed in front of you."

She is also like this. This era is full of all kinds of discrimination, such as racial discrimination, gender discrimination and origin discrimination. Women like her should not appear in the military in the traditional concept.

Steve lowered his head and rubbed his fingers as if there was dirt on them.

"I just don't understand why you want to join the army?" After thinking about it for a while, he thought that it was easy to get misunderstood. He added: "you are a beautiful lady... A woman, er, a female agent is not a woman, er, you are very beautiful..."

the more he painted, the darker he became. Peggy turned his head and looked at him with sharp eyes, and then shook his head helplessly.

"You don't know how to talk to women, do you?"

Steve gave a wry smile and scratched his head. "I think that's the longest conversation I've had along the way."

There was a glimmer of joy in Carter's eyes, but it was hidden by her. She turned her head slightly and didn't want Steve to see the smile on her face.

She met many men in the camp, but none of them was so special as Steve. She had a good impression on him. In a few days, the personality charm of the little man attracted her deeply.

Whether a person is strong enough depends not on how much he can carry on the street, but on how much he can carry to live.

Peggy Carter, who was born in England, saw many mediocre faces hidden under the faces of gentlemen. She was not interested in those men, but only Steve's small and fresh feeling made her very comfortable.

Now he's glad she doesn't have a girlfriend.

Steve still lowered his head, did not see Carter's expression, he calmly said his past: "girls do not line up to dance with a tuberculosis."

"If you say that, you must be able to dance." Carter looked at him with concern, which made her feel a little sad.

Steve smiles, and he can distinguish Peggy's concern from his tone: "in fact, I haven't thought so much these years, I'm just waiting."

"Waiting for what?" Peggy asked curiously, his big eyes full of tenderness.

"Waiting for a suitable partner." Steve looked at her and replied very quietly.

Carter laughed, and she liked the answer.

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