American comics: This guy is crazy

Fortunately, the New York City Police Chief arrived in time to control the situation, otherwise it would have turned into a firefight between the military and the police.

In special times, the principle of giving priority to the military, and Allen is affiliated with S.H.I.E.L.D., naturally has nothing to do with it.

Moreover, Colonel Phillips was impressed by it.

That loud and big pussy fight makes my heart feel so happy.

He is mentally ill and has a reputation as a weapons expert, so there is absolutely nothing he can do about it.

"Steve, it's time for you to go to war."

Colonel Phillips walked up to Steve and said seriously: "It has been decided to form an assault team led by you to support dangerous areas on the battlefield."

"Colonel, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time." Steve responded solemnly.

"I don't want to worry about our old age. We want to go to the battlefield together."

Allen suddenly interrupted. During his days in SHIELD, his skills were almost at full level, but his level was stuck at level 50 and he couldn't get up, so he was ready to grind monsters to improve it.

"You are not allowed..."

Colonel Phillips turned around and looked around. He was frightened and backed away. He asked nervously: "Oh, what an ugly Bernese Mountain Dog."

"Nanawi is a demigod shark-man."

Nanawi waved hello, flashing a toothy smile.

"You are doing research at SHIELD. The battlefield is not suitable for you."

Colonel Phillips flatly refused Allen's wild request.

However, who can stop what Allen wants to do.

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Europe, Allied camps.

Carter has been waiting for a long time. She has the rank of lieutenant and is responsible for commando missions and training.

A group of soldiers in camouflage uniforms stood upright waiting for review.

Carter saw that Steve, whom he hadn't seen for many days, was among them, and his eyes couldn't help but sparkle.

"Is there anything that should have not arrived yet?"

"Uh-huh, I didn't smell it."

Suddenly, everyone looked at the soldier at the end of the queue.

This man's helmet was twisted, his combat uniform looked loose, and he was baring his teeth as if there was no one around.

"Alan?!"

Carter and Steve twitched at the corners of their mouths, wondering why he appeared in the camp.

The rest of the people looked confused and didn't know who Allen was at all.

"Yes, it's me."

Allen made a pistol gesture and placed it on his chin, and said coolly: "Surprise or not, surprise or surprise, it's not fun."

"I will contact the army immediately to send you back to the country." Carter said regretfully.

"Yeah, hehe, it sounds like I won't run out again."

Seeing Allen raise his eyebrows in a mean way, he realized that it is easier to ask God than to send him away.

On second thought, they shouldn't worry about Allen's safety. Steve, who has nearly fully integrated with the adaptation serum, may not be able to defeat the opponent.

"There are rats, and Nanawi is afraid of rats."

From the material area covered by the tarpaulin, a huge figure suddenly jumped out.

The appearance of the humanoid shark immediately frightened everyone into taking out their weapons and preparing to shoot.

"Don't shoot, he is one of our own."

Steve quickly stopped his colleagues.

Nanawi hid behind Allen, trembling and said: "Master, there are rats here, Nanawi is afraid of rats."

With a huge body of two meters tall, only his head is hidden behind Allen.

"You are not an elephant. You are afraid of mice. You really embarrass the Sea Clan."

Allen said he was disgusted, but his hand was comforting and caressing the bridge of Nanaway's nose.

"Steve, what kind of creature is this?" Carter asked in surprise.

"Um..., he is Allen's pet, a descendant of the old gods we caught on the beach." Steve didn't know how to explain it accurately, so he could only briefly tell the origin.

Of all the people, only Steve's uniform was different.

The first generation of Captain America’s suit was, to put it bluntly, pretty ugly.

Military leaders want to create a spiritual symbol of a hero and cultivate soldiers' firm beliefs.

"Alan, please watch your pet." Carter reminded.

"Nanawi is just a retard, what can he do wrong?"

Alan's charming expression said: "And I am a mentally ill person, an alien who is not accepted by society. Nanawi, we have such a miserable life."

"Master, don't cry, Nanawi will always be with you."

Nanawi wanted to give him a hug, but his protruding front bumped into Allen's face.

"Oh Shet, your nose stuck in my eye."

"Nanawi didn't mean it."

One person and one shark were playing around, giving Carter a headache.

If you take these two guys on a mission together, your whereabouts will be exposed before you even get close to the target.

Carter didn't believe Allen's lies about pretending to be pitiful.

Will he give society a choice whether to accept it or not?

"What do you want to do?" Carter asked bluntly.

"I've been so sensational but I can't move you."

Allen looked as if he was right and said, "You are such a cold and heartless guy."

"Nanawi, let's go pinch together."

"Pinch it, pinch it, Nanawi likes it."

In the camp, smoke rises from the cooking pots, and a barbecue brings everyone closer together.

Finding Nanawi cute and harmless, the commando soldiers no longer feared rejection.

On winter nights, snowflakes fall.

Everyone gathered around the campfire, eating barbecue and listening to the radio, enjoying a rare quiet time.

They know very well that one day they may not be able to come back, so they cherish every day and their comrades.

"In the first battle in the morning, in conjunction with the Army's 107th Regiment's attack on Bettel City, what we need to do is destroy the six bunker firepower points along the way."

Commandos are suicide squads that specialize in dangerous missions.

Not only is it equipped with heavy firepower weapons, but it also has helicopters at its disposal.

Carter pointed out the location of the firepower point on the map, and everyone listened with rapt attention.

Only Allen lay on Nanawi's belly and slept soundly.

A self-disciplined mental illness must go to bed on time and on time if nothing happens at night, otherwise it will be harmful to mental health.

"The 107th Regiment, that's Bucky's Army Corps."

As soon as Steve heard the news about his good friend, he immediately perked up.

Recalling that time, he only wanted to join the army and serve the country. Unfortunately, he was repeatedly frustrated and could only watch his friends enlist in the army.

Now that the two have a chance to meet again, they are naturally happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Carter smiled and said: "We successfully recaptured Bettel City. We will be repairing in the city for a week. At that time, you can catch up on the past."

"I hope we can meet again alive."

Steve's tone was slightly pessimistic.

After all, war is ruthless, and no one knows whether the next encounter will be a living person or a corpse.

The sky is bright.

Alan and Nanawe were sleeping comfortably.

The commandos quietly boarded the helicopter. As the pilot ignited the helicopter, the engine transmitted power to cause the blade fan to rotate.

Carter deliberately did not take them with him, fearing for his life.

An expert in the field of weapons can be said to be a very valuable resource.

Moreover, the firearms equipped by the commandos are all drawings contributed by Allen.

As for Nanawi, he is really just a pet in Carter's eyes.

"Nanawi, don't fall asleep. They abandoned us cruelly."

Allen, who woke up with a start, saw the helicopter rising into the air. He kicked Nanawi, who was in a hurry, and said, "Change your position. I'll lie down on the ground to cool down."

Since he couldn't catch up anyway, Allen decided to sleep again.

Lying on Nanawi's belly, it was as comfortable as sleeping on a rubber cushion.