Clarke

During the summer vacation, Jonathan drove Clark to the post office in town to mail Clark's college application and replenish some supplies.

The two came out of the post office. Jonathan and Clark laughed and walked to the street to drive to the supermarket.

Suddenly there were screams and car horns from the intersection ahead, and a heavy truck loaded with cargo seemed to be out of control.

The truck rushed across the intersection and rushed towards Clark and the two who were standing at the door of the post office. The driver of the truck was sitting in the cab and tried his best to control the steering wheel but it was of no use. When he saw Clark and Clark, they could only wave their hands and shouted: "Move quickly." Step aside"

People on the street in the distance had already foreseen that the two men were about to be crushed by a truck, and some people turned their heads unbearably.

Clark missed the truck while holding Jonathan, and the truck grazed the two of them and rushed into the post office.

The wooden door of the post office was instantly smashed into countless pieces and scattered. Clark held Jonathan with his back to the post office, using his body to block the flying pieces and flames.

The part of the three-story post office facing the street had been hit by a truck, with only a little wall left. The truck hit the sorting boxes of the post office and stopped. The fire alarm in the hall screamed, and the voices of adults and children were heard. The cries gradually drowned out the crashing sounds.

Two unlucky people inside the post office were directly hit by a truck. Their bodies flew high into the air and hit the wall, sliding down. No matter how you looked at it, their broken bodies were already hopeless.People traveling with them fell on top of them and cried bitterly.

The less injured people helped people escape from the post office and rushed into the street. Clark looked at everything in front of him blankly. The post office in a small town that was peaceful and leisurely like an old movie suddenly turned into a scene of hell on earth in front of him. Clark, who had never experienced such a situation before, was stunned on the spot, not knowing what to do.

"What are you doing?" Nick Fury rushed out from nowhere and stood in front of Clark and shouted at Clark.Pointing at the post office and shouting: "Help them they need your help"

Clark looked at Nick, then turned to look at the crowd gathered around to watch the excitement on the street, but did not take any action.

Nick glanced at Clark, turned around and entered the post office to help people escape.

Jonathan sighed, turned to Clark and said: "Go, kid, you came to this world for a reason. I believe you have such a powerful force not just to plow more miles in the future. You have other things." Way to use it. Go help people, help those who are weak, and keep them from suffering."

Clark looked at Jonathan, gradually clenched his fists, nodded to Jonathan and walked to the truck cab.

In the cab of the truck, the driver was lying on the steering wheel, his arms drooped in an unnatural manner, blood dripping from his head and streaking his face. The back of the seat was pressed against the driver's back. The driver looked at Clark and weakly let out a weak cry for help. : "Help, help me..."

Clark turned off the fluoroscopy to make sure that no bones in the driver's body were inserted into his internal organs. He put his left hand on the door and pulled it off with a little force.

Clark threw the door aside, supported the driver with his right hand, and pulled the steering wheel off with his left hand and threw it away.Then he slowly raised the back of the seat with his backhand, and gently supported the driver out of the cabin with both hands.

Clark helped the driver to the door and put him down. "Be awake. Your body is not injured. Stay here and wait for people from the hospital to come. Do you understand?"

"Um, um..." the driver responded to Clark drowsily.

Clark returned to the post office, and Nick came over and said: "The iron door leading to the interior of the post office has been knocked out of shape and cannot be opened now."

Clark came to the iron door and saw several people behind the door through perspective. He said to Nick: "There are people inside, so you can't destroy it directly."

"Then what can you do?" Nick said while contacting Coulson to block the news here.

Clark nodded, turned his head and stared at the iron door. Clark's eyes lit up red, and the scorching laser shot at the iron door. After more than ten seconds, a piece of the iron door was cut off, and several people inside the door looked at it in horror. Clark looked at the iron door and his eyes were shining red.

"Mom, there is a monster." A little boy hugged his mother tightly, burying his head and not daring to look at Clark.

The child's mother looked at Clark and pulled the child behind her.

Clark was silent for a moment, stepped aside and said, "Come out quickly, it's not safe here."

Several people in the room slipped past Clark in fear.

Outside the post office, police and doctors assisted injured people and drove away people watching the excitement nearby.

Coulson walked up to Nick and said, "The reporters' cameras have been seized, but maybe someone has slipped away."

Nick looked at Clark, who was silent at the door of the post office, and said to Colson: "Try your best to deal with it and don't let the photos leak out."

"Okay, I'll deal with it."

At night, at Kent Farm, Clark sat on the roof looking at the stars, thinking about what the little boy said during the day.

"What's wrong, hero?" Nick stood below and looked up at Clark.

Clark closed his eyes and laughed to himself, "What kind of hero am I? If you weren't here today, I wouldn't even save people."

Nick came to the roof, "What do you think makes a hero?"

"I don't know, but I know I'm not."

Nick shrugged, "Maybe, let me tell you a story."

......

In September 1939, Germany attacked Warsaw, Poland. 9 Jews, accounting for the population of 13 cities, were isolated in an area only the size of New York's Central Park.

A local nurse had a pass to enter the Jewish ghetto because of her status as a nurse, so she began to use her job cover to continuously provide the Jews with scarce clothing, food, and medicine.

However, three years later, the situation suddenly took a turn for the worse. Thousands of Jews were sent to death camps every day. The situation was so grim that she could no longer sit still.

She immediately set up a "network" with her peers to help Jewish children escape, and used her social worker status to enter the ghetto.

For 18 consecutive months, he risked his life every day and went back and forth to the concentration camp several times to protect the children from leaving.And many Jewish parents were afraid to let them take their children away.The first question they ask is: What guarantees are there for the child to survive?

She could only answer truthfully: No.

Because even she herself doesn’t know if she can leave the quarantine area alive today.

In this way, while risking her life but without any protection, she hid more than 2500 Jewish children under stretchers, suitcases, and body bags, and even pretended that some children had infectious diseases. The ambulance was taken out of the quarantine area and sent to the Catholic Church.

At that time, everyone in Warsaw was in danger, and there were ruthless informers everywhere. The Gestapo searched for Jews who escaped from the ghetto every day.

In order to protect these children who had worked so hard to save them, the nurse and her companions rushed over days and nights to produce 3000 forged documents, including Catholic birth certificates signed by priests and ID cards signed by senior officials.

However, these alone were not enough. She asked the children to recite their new names silently a hundred or even a thousand times, and taught them simple prayers to avoid mistakes during the Gestapo inspection.

Every child walking on the street could be questioned at any time, and if he did not know how to pray, he would be immediately executed.

Jews do not believe in Catholicism, so they do not know how to pray. This is also a way to determine whether a child is a Jewish child. Nurses teach children prayers to protect them.

In Warsaw at that time, hiding Jews was a capital crime, and even family members would be implicated and executed. It was even more serious than the crime of printing "reactionary newspapers" and transporting weapons in an attempt to subvert Germany.

It was in such a high-pressure and harsh environment that the nurse was found and arrested in 1943. The Gestapo tortured her and broke her legs and feet, but they did not get any valuable information from her mouth.

Extremely angry, he decided to execute her. Fortunately, the Polish underground organization spent a lot of money to buy the execution soldiers and rescued her.

However, the rescued nurse did not stop there. She continued to rescue Jews anonymously. She also recorded the conditions of the rescued children in detail, placed them in jars and buried them under the neighbor's apple tree so that they could be reunited with their parents after the war. Reunion.

After evacuating Poland in 1945, the nurse took out the list and returned the children to their surviving parents. Unfortunately, almost all the parents had been killed or disappeared, and only a few children had found their parents.

Since then, she has lived a life like an ordinary person for 60 years, and has never told anyone about her heroic deeds of saving more than 2500 children.

After Nick finished telling the story, he looked Clark in the eyes and said, "That nurse's name is Elena Sendler. Your middle school teacher."

Clark looked at Nick in shock, not knowing what to say.

Nick stood up and said, "I am not telling you this story to make you a saint like her who works silently and sacrifices yourself to help others. I just want to tell you that there are always heroes in this world." After saying this, he pulled out one from nowhere. The captain handed Clark the doll, then walked off the roof and left Kent Farm in a car.

Clark looked at the captain in his hand. The captain's eyes seemed to always be shining with courage and perseverance.Clark put down the doll and looked at the stars.

A hero or a monster?