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"Sorry, there really is no one in SHIELD that I can trust. I can't help you with this matter, and I'm not free either."

Joyce rejected her indifferently. He didn't have the time to help them, even if he was really free.

"You see, Tony's disappearance and Daredevil's shadow have kept me from getting around to it."

"Hey~jojo, wait, are you really not interested at all? Is that a legendary vampire?"

Barbara quickly continued to persuade, placing her hands on the coffee table between the two of them and staring at him seriously.

With this gesture of hers, a Mariana Trench suddenly appeared in front of Joyce.

"Sorry, not interested. If possible, you, SHIELD, why not go to the Vatican and introduce more garlic and crosses."

Joyce waved her hand, quickly retracted her eyes, and signaled that she could leave now.

"But...jojo, you have the ability to find them and solve these things in advance, why not?"

"How about I become the director of SHIELD?"

Joyce sneered.

"I'm just an ordinary priest who cares about myself and my friends. I haven't reached that level of selflessness yet."

"Or is it because of my abilities that you have forgotten that I am a young man who has just graduated from college?"

While venting his dissatisfaction, he also didn't forget to mock S.H.I.E.L.D.

"This world has its own rules for how it operates. Do I have to stop wars in every country?"

He can introduce transactions or take the initiative to help.

But what we cannot tolerate is others asking or threatening us to do things.

The helpless Barbara saw that she could not persuade him to cooperate with SHIELD, so she had no choice but to stop forcing him.

After giving him a disappointed look at the door, he turned and left.

......

That year, a boy from Brooklyn joined the army of his dreams.

He was thin and short, and had been beaten until he was unable to fight back.

"I can fight with you all day."

But this short, thin man never gave up.

I kind of hate his uselessness.

who am I?

I'm Steve Rogers.

……

Everyone has their own skills in adapting to the environment.

After I first became a super soldier, I met all the powerful people in this country.

General Patton once told me that there is no "foreign environment" for a good soldier.

Or you plan where you want to go.

Or when you set foot on this land, you have to let the environment be under your control.

General Patton certainly has the luxury to open up the future every day, but he is not wrong.

It's so tempting to live in the past.

You can stay in a familiar and comfortable environment.

However, in the past, only fossils were produced.

My job is to make the world a better place in the future.

Always.

Once, a long time ago, I asked Bucky what else Captain America could do besides fight.

Now I know, this is a stupid question.

There is always something worth fighting for.

And I am just a soldier.

Always a soldier.

……

"So where is the military intelligence department going to send us now?"

The young man put his hands on the back of his head and asked casually looking at the man opposite who was lowering his head to draw.

"British Air Force Base, Bucky, we have to protect a certain aircraft that is still in the experimental stage from being snatched away by the mustache agents."

The man answered while still lowering his head to draw, looking extremely serious.

"I think there will probably be more covert operations in the future, right? I feel like the war is indeed starting to slow down. What do you think, Steve?"

Seeing that he ignored him, Bucky stepped forward curiously.

"Hey, man! This sketch of Peggy is great. You have to teach me how to do pencil drawings from now on."

Then he grabbed the notebook from Steve's hand, and Bucky looked at the portrait in his hand and marveled.

"What? Sergeant Bucky Barnes is going to do this after he retires? Is he an art student?"

Steve, who took back the notebook, was a little dissatisfied because he hadn't finished drawing yet.

"No, no, no, I want to be a pitcher for the Brooklyn Dodgers. Or maybe a movie star. Look at my face. It's so handsome."

The grinning Bucky made an expression that looked like he didn't deserve a beating, which made people itch with hatred.

Seeing his heartless look, Steve also laughed.

But suddenly he seemed to remember something and sighed slightly.

"If it weren't for Dr. Erskine, I might never be able to become a real soldier and fight with you. Maybe I would still be preparing to join the army now."

Steve felt a little heavy,

Whenever I think about everything I have done now, I always think of the benefactor who made me Captain America.

Looking at his appearance, Bucky also fell into a brief silence.

"Bucky, do you think we can survive until the end of the war?"

"If my country needed me to continue serving, maybe I would continue?"

Steve suddenly asked a question, but before his friend could answer, he muttered to himself again.

"But maybe not? Honestly, besides fighting, what does Captain America Steve Rogers do?"

"I probably wouldn't be surprised if they ordered me to take off my uniform, hand over my shield, and send me home with the other soldiers."

Seeing him looking a little depressed, Bucky made a funny look and patted his shoulder.

"Oh~ Great Captain America, Soldier Steve Rogers, are you really so rigid? You must know that you are the idol of men in the United States and the dream lover of women!"

"Look at your butt, I wonder how many people want to touch it!"

After finishing speaking, Bucky raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

"What else? Bucky, what else do you think I can do besides fight?"

Steve asked rhetorically.

Bucky didn't answer, he just looked at him like he was an idiot.

"Maybe when the war is over, they will retire your uniform and put your posters everywhere!"

"No one in the world is like you, Steve! You are the tallest and strongest man in the world! You will be at the forefront of all walks of life!"

"Steve Rogers will become the spiritual embodiment of America's omnipotence! Hahaha!"

Bucky, who became more and more amused as he talked, even covered his stomach.

"Maybe there is another possibility."

"Will you be the first person to climb Mount Everest after the war is over?"

"Hell, I thought of a possibility!"