"Mr. stark, how are you ready?"
Dr. Erskine turned to ask Howard in front of the instrument. Howard walked over quickly and looked at Steve lying in the boat type test bed. He said it to him as well as to himself.
"We may cause a blackout in Brooklyn, but I'm ready, as always..."
this made Steve even more nervous. Why did your voice suddenly turn down when you said "as always"? And I turned my head around and didn't dare to see what I mean?!
But without a chance to ask him, Howard has already left. He seems to have come to make trouble...
Dr. Erskine helped his round glasses and the experiment was about to start: "so agent Carter, I think the observation room is more suitable for you."
"Oh, yes, doctor."
Carter looked at Steve and walked back three steps later. She found that Steve was looking at her, so she handed him an encouraging smile.
It made Steve feel much better. There were reliable people around him. Although neither Bucky nor Mr. Wilson were there, Peggy could.
Yes, he secretly loves her, but he is embarrassed to speak, whether he can survive or not is still a question, and how can he promise others?
He looked at Peggy's back, walked up the stairs, took a deep breath, and if the experiment was successful, he decided to confess to her, at least at that time no one would laugh at her for dating a dwarf.
But can confession succeed? He had no idea. He had never done anything like that, let alone date.
He shook his head, shook the thoughts out of his head, lay back again, and looked at the ceiling.
A group of people in the observation room are connecting with each other. They need to get involved in politics and seize every opportunity. As for whether the venue is a laboratory or a high-end cocktail party, there is no big difference between them.
"Captain, I heard that Mr. Wilson also made a donation to you. Didn't you invite him today?" When Mr. Brandt saw that the experiment was about to begin, the man he wanted to see had not yet appeared, so he asked Philip.
He learned that Wilson enterprise was not only a defense supplier and a department store leader, but also that Mr. Wilson himself and many military leaders made inexplicable friends. It was a very good move to get along with the military during the war.
He had long wanted to get involved. Otherwise, he would not have come to Brooklyn to drill the basement in his busy schedule. However, he had expected that the Colonel would invite all the management parties to show his achievements so as to obtain more funds in the future, but he did not meet the people he wanted to see.
The Colonel also understood what the congressman was thinking: "I invited him, but his secretary said he had gone to Hawaii for a holiday. It is said that because of the bad weather in New York recently, the thing he hates most is sleet."
The councillor nodded helplessly. Well, after the experiment is over, it's OK to have a chat with stark. Stark industry is also very rich.
"Zi..."
suddenly, there was a noise in the observation room, and all the people were grinning. It was like scratching the blackboard with fingernails or electrified sound.
It is the doctor who is going to speak below. He helplessly looks at these politicians. No matter what country they are, this is the virtue.
"Cough, gentlemen, can you hear me? Our experiment is about to begin. " He patted the microphone and cleared his throat: "today we are not the first step towards destruction, but the first step to peace."
Behind him, Steve could see that the paramedics were busy. The nurses pushed in a big box with a row of test tubes filled with blue liquid.
They took out the test tubes, inserted them in the joints on both sides of his ship's experimental cabin, and then pulled over several metal supports and pressed them on his body.
"First, we're going to start with a series of microinjections into the major muscle groups in the subjects, and the injected serum will immediately cause cellular body changes."
The doctor talked down, while Peggy Carter pursed his lips and looked nervously at Steve below.
Erskine explained his steps and made sure that the nurses were doing their job right. "Next, the experimenter will be saturated with Vita radiation, which can quickly stimulate beneficial mutations in the body," he added
After explaining the principle, the doctor put down the microphone. The people above didn't care about the experimenter or the experiment itself. They came to participate in the ribbon cutting ceremony. It doesn't matter whether it's a hotel or a laboratory. Erskine is too lazy to talk to each other.
He came back to Steve when a nurse put a needle in Steve's arm with a syringe, and some transparent liquid was injected into his body.
"How do you feel?" Asked the doctor.
"Not bad? It's a quick process. " Steve felt it for a while. He didn't feel much about that shot, and he hasn't found any change in himself at the moment.
The doctor rolled his eyes and said, "the needle was penicillin, which is penicillin. I haven't started it yet."
"Er..."Erskine pressed Steve's shoulder to reassure him and turned to give instructions to the staff.
"Serum injection countdown..."
people were watching Steve nervously on the experimental bed, and Peggy was even more nervous to stand up.
"Five, four, three, two... One."
Two plates of metal covered with needles pierced Steve's arm, and blue serum was injected into Steve's body at a visible speed.
In an instant, he felt the blood in his body seemed to have been burned. He clenched his teeth, opened his eyes angrily, and looked into the air. His body bent like shrimp, but he could not struggle.
Every inch of muscle is being torn, and his bones are beginning to change. His soul is like a boat in a storm.
Dr. Erskine knew that this was only a normal reaction. The process of serum modification was really painful. On the contrary, the faster he and others acted, the less suffering Steve suffered.
"Mr. stark, start to shine!"
Howard nodded, put on his sunglasses and began to operate on the console.
The original working platform of the ship was closed like petals, which really wrapped Steve like a coffin, forming a small experimental chamber that was isolated from radiation. Several hydraulic devices made it stand up, and the staff also connected the oxygen pipeline to the cabin.
Dr. Erskine came to the side of the chamber and knocked on the leaded glass on it? Steve, are you ok? "
Steve bit his teeth. He felt ants crawling in his body, but he could not help it: "I think it's too late for me to go to the bathroom now?"
Dr. Erskine laughed, turned and nodded to Howard. Howard immediately turned a huge knob on the instrument. The spiral light bulbs in the experimental cabin began to emit strong white light, and the white light instantly brightened the basement. Everyone had to turn their heads in tears.
At this time, the antique shop on the ground as the cover of the strategic science Corps ushered in its new customers. The old lady who was guarding the shop raised her head, and her face changed dramatically. She took out a submachine gun from under the counter and fired at the visitors, but there were only sparks in the end.
Countless bullets hit the black and yellow armor and bounced around. Many of the pendulum clocks hanging on the wall were hit by stray bullets, and the springs and gears were flying.
The tall figure did not seem to be affected by any, step by step toward the old man, the one eye on the mask was red.
This is the devil in the legend of New York City. Anyone who is missing and dead can be counted on his head, but the old woman never thought that he really existed.
The death knell is the incarnation of death. Shouldn't it exist in fantasy just like vampires or Frankenstein?
However, the fact clearly overturned her understanding, the legendary monster appeared in front of her, and the secret agent squatting outside to protect her was flattened without even sending out any news.
The visitor stood straight in front of her and let her shoot at will, until the submachine gun empty warehouse made the sound of clicking, and then he tilted his head with interest.
The old woman heard an obvious change of voice, like a deep voice from Hell:
"I have a question, does the strategic science Corps provide you with health insurance?"
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