Rebirth: I am the American leader

"Oh, no, that's not a good name. You know, it sounds like the Soviet KGB."

Steve, who was standing nearby, shook his head, and the latter looked over in confusion.

He didn't understand who this guy was and why he wanted to comment on his name at this time.

"Excuse me sir, who are you?"

"Me? An ordinary five-star American citizen."

Steve said this, and then seemed to have thought of something when he saw the dangerous look in the other person's eyes.

"Oh, I almost forgot, in case you didn't know. My name is Steve, and the Soviet Union collapsed."

Vitalia's eyes became even colder. He looked at Steve carefully and confirmed that this face was not much different from what he remembered.

Vitalia laughed.

"I thought Steve Rogers was a hero and wouldn't do these meaningless tricks."

"Believe it or not, I woke up just like you and found that seventy years had passed in this world. All my former enemies and friends were dead.

Even the ideals I have been fighting for have been realized, so there is really no need for me to lie to you.

Moreover, without your knowledge, you have been Hydra's executioner for seventy years.

I could just kill you.”

After saying this, Steve staggered away. Thor felt stupid looking at the clarity in Vitalia's eyes.

He totally didn't understand what the Soviet Union, the disintegration, or the seventy years were.

"What were you talking about just now?"

Thor asked with great curiosity. Vitalia looked at Thor, frowning, not knowing how to answer.

Based on his many years of experience in the KGB and some simple evidence at the scene, this guy should be an idiot.

"Talking about today's weather, what's your name? My name is Jack."

Vitalia casually gave herself a popular American name from seventy years ago, and Thor shook his head.

"Hey! You just said your name is Vitalia!"

"Jack is my English name, Vitalia is my English name, and they actually mean the same thing."

Jack, the old KGB agent, showed his professionalism and lied without changing his expression or heart beating.

"Don't try to deceive Thor! This is Scythe Farm, my territory!"

The response he got was not Jack's fear, but a beer bottle that Steve dropped from ten meters away.

The Asgardians' body structure is indeed superior to that of ordinary people. Thor smashed the beer bottle with his forehead without even leaving a scratch.

"Mazerfak! This is my farm! Thor, if you keep talking nonsense, I will seal you in a tin can and use you as a power bank!"

Steve's angry curse made Thor realize the reality in an instant. He had always thought that he had a place in the Scythe Farm.

It wasn't until Steve came later that he learned that his nickname was Karami.

"Hi, hello, Mr. Thor. It's been a long time since we last met. I want to know where your energy comes from. Maybe you can let me smoke one, no, two, or even three.

For the advancement of human technology, I think our good friend Mr. Thor would not mind letting me draw three tubes of blood, right? "

Stark saw Thor as soon as he walked out of the laboratory. He certainly knew what Thor was doing on the chair just now.

So he shook Thor's hands with great excitement.

Although the latter didn't know what drawing blood meant, he followed Stark's gaze and saw the syringe used for breeding cows.

Thor's throat rolled, even though Asgardians were not strictly speaking human.

But drawing three tubes of blood with a syringe of that size would still result in death.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Stark, although I'd like to help you, I still have a lot of work to do on the farm.

If I don't finish all this, Mr. Steve will beat me into a beast of burden."

Stark wanted to say something, but Thor had already run away.

He scratched his hair, not understanding why Thor was running so fast.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Jack, sir."

The old KGB, who had already made up his mind, insisted on his new name.

"Jack, you sound like an American from the last century. Well, I don't know what your plans are going to be next. You may be free, but it depends on how Steve arranges it."

After saying this, Stark hurried to find Lao Zhou. He was starving and needed some simple food.

"・・・"

Jack felt speechless looking at everything here.

He was the KGB's top agent and knew all the cutting-edge intelligence from seventy years ago.

But if what Steve said was true, then seventy years have passed now.

All the information he knew was useless, and most importantly, this was the United States.

He has no legal status here.

That's enough to bother a lot of people.

Although he felt that this was all a scam, he still couldn't figure out the motive for doing this.

Before he could figure it out, Bucky with a metal arm came out.

This guy looks like a walking corpse. It seems that the killer secretly trained by the KGB was of this character.

But the thing is, this guy should also be a member of the Howling Commandos.

As an elite member of the KGB, he knew every single person in the Howling Commandos.

After all, the United States and the Soviet Union were only temporary allies, and ideological issues made them destined to be enemies.

Jack felt sad when he thought about it.

If what Steve said was true, the Soviet Union would have collapsed long ago.

What's the use of him remembering these?

A huge panic appeared in Jack's heart. This world is still the same world, but it is no longer the original world.

Time has made everything he had done in the first half of his life completely meaningless. When he woke up, all his enemies and friends no longer existed.

"Where are you going?"

Jack asked as he looked at Bucky who was about to walk away.

"Hydra has made me an executioner for seventy years. I think I can probably kill Hydra for seventy years. I hope they really have that many people for me to kill."

"Hydra?"

Jack repeated the name silently, but did not express his desire to go along.

Bucky left without looking back. Jack felt that he should do something, but he really didn't know how the world had developed to.

Just then, he saw a middle-aged scientist wearing half-frame glasses, black curly hair and a white coat walking into the farm.

According to his previous experience, there is undoubtedly a huge "菜" character jumping above the head of such a person.

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Two updates, and another day of perfect attendance. Oh my god, do you know how hard it is for me? The wine is already in my mouth, but Laotie, this bastard, urged me to update in the group.

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