Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

"...they said we might be able to go home before the fall."

A member of the Howling Commando suddenly asked, "Jack, where are you going after the war is over?"

"I want to go boxing, maybe I can become a boxing champion."

The burly man replied, "What about you, Jim?"

"I want to open a restaurant, and ask the captain to draw a signboard for me..."

The first to speak, turned his head to the pensive Captain America: "Hey, Captain, you'll draw it for me, won't you?"

"I'm not sure. To be honest, I haven't drawn much since the war started... Also, I used to only draw people and landscapes." Steve turned his head and said.

As he spoke, he quickly and simply drew a few strokes with a pen in his notebook.

Then, I put up the notebook and showed it to him, and said with a smile: "Such things like this, I think, shouldn't be suitable for a restaurant's signboard, right?"

"Hey, whose avatar is this? You are very skilled at drawing!"

The team members immediately shouted: "Speak! Is it that beautiful Agent Carter?"

"No." Steve smiled embarrassedly, and couldn't help explaining, "This is Bucky, James Barnes."

Then, he said confusedly: "Although I didn't draw the face, it's obviously short hair, can't you see it?"

"Wearing a hat, how can you tell!"; "Don't try to lie to us, tell me, Captain, are you dating Agent Carter?"; "Have you ever kissed? Are you asking for marriage?"

The team members gossip around Steve.

"Hey, it's almost time for you!"

James Barnes came from outside, pushed the crowd aside, and rescued Steve from the "siege".

Just like he did all those years ago, he wrapped his arms around Steve's shoulders very deftly, pulling him.The man in charge said, "You're too honest, man. Can't you see it? They're obviously talking nonsense on purpose, just to tease you."

Steve smiled helplessly, with a generous look of indifference.

James Barnes jerked the notebook out of his hand.

After taking a closer look, he said lively: "Dude, you can draw me more handsome! By the way, you really gave me an inspiration! When I retire, I plan to become a movie star in Hollywood. Rely on face to eat, so as not to waste my handsome face..."

Everyone laughed, clapped and whistled at him, and some hissed derisively.

James Barnes stuck out his little tongue indifferently, licked his dry lips, and gave them a wink without any morals, and then, in exchange for a louder boo.

Steve smiled and watched the familiar scene.

Different from my own dullness, whenever Bucky is around, the atmosphere in the team is always full of laughter.

"What about you, Steve?"

Barnes turned his head and asked his good brother curiously: "What do you plan to do after you retire?"

"I don't know, Bucky, I don't have time to think about it. If the country needs me, of course I will continue to serve."

Steve hesitated to say this.

But soon, he humorously teased himself again: "However, to be honest, in the past few years, it seems that I can do nothing but war... But, what else can Captain America do besides fighting? Maybe, when he retires At that time, they asked me to take off my military uniform, hand over my shield, and shout "Go back to the countryside". Then I had to obediently go back to the countryside to farm. Fortunately, I am in good health now, and farming should be able to support me. Own."

"Stop saying that, Steve, you're awesome!"

James Barnes comforted him both funny and distressed: "You are the best in the world."

He patted the other party's back encouragingly with his palm, and came up with a bad idea: "Actually, good buddy, you can still cooperate with me. When I become a big star, you will be responsible for painting my portrait. Then, I will sign , you take it and sell it."

"Uh... I think we're both going to starve to death if we're really living on this."

Steve shrugged his shoulders, and couldn't help but tactfully laughed at Bucky's whimsy.

Bucky laughed nonchalantly.

He lightly touched Steve's shoulder with his fist, and said in a low voice, "The premise is...to survive and retire."

"You too, live on, bastard."

Steve replied softly.

But to be honest, at this moment, everyone is thinking about the happy things after retirement.

Steve quietly recalled the familiar streets and humble but cozy houses in Brooklyn.

Every night, he and his good brother Bucky, who are like brothers and sisters, walk side by side, keep walking, towards home...

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"my Lord!"

Howard looked at the frozen Captain America who was salvaged and said in shock: "Although I have been looking for him, I really didn't expect... Yes, I always thought that I would find his body... I really didn't expect, he There are still signs of life."

The Winter Soldier seemed to be trying to give a brighter smile.

But too complicated emotions made it difficult to deal with his still somewhat stiff face.

But it's nothing, although there are still many blank spaces in his brain, but he just knows that there is a feeling of joy that has spread from his heart to his whole body...

"For so many years, so many years..."

Howard was still at the side, sighing in a low voice: "If Peggy knows, she will be very happy."

"Go back to X Academy first?"

The Winter Soldier, who has no memory, can still keep calm and ask at this time: "We have to find a way to thaw him safely."

"Oh, yes, go back."

Howard couldn't hide his excitement. Under the impact of this mood, he forgot his son's "chasing stars" for a while.

He couldn't help discussing with the Winter Soldier enthusiastically: "Sergeant Barnes, have you thought about your first words after meeting the captain?"

"Probably asking... who am I? Do you know me?"

After thinking for a while, the Winter Soldier replied very cautiously: "Although you all say that I am James Barnes, maybe you are mistaken! Therefore, I think it is best to confirm."

"Stop kidding, Sergeant Barnes, it's you."

Howard immediately said happily: "You and the captain were inseparable back then. I know you as well as I know the captain. And, we have had girls together!"

"What? Why didn't I hear you say this before?" The Winter Soldier interrupted in disbelief.

"Nonsense, how can I talk nonsense when Maria is around, man."

Howard stared at it very directly with a look of "Are you stupid", and continued to recall excitedly by the way.

He hadn't been this happy in a long time.

Therefore, recalling those youthful and frivolous past events, she was like a nagging old lady, chattering endlessly: "In the earliest days, I supplied all the weapons for the Howling Commandos. But, the ones you used The sniper rifle was not offered by me, but you won it back from the gambling table..."

"Oh, so besides picking up girls, I also gamble?"

The Winter Soldier interjected sullenly.

"Not only that, you also smuggled tobacco, secretly removed the battery on the jeep of your camp commander, and used it to play movies in the camp to collect ticket money. To be honest, you are still a bit good at financial management, and of course you can't compare to me. Yes, but also There is gambling, your skills are really high, the monthly salary of the captain is 46.5 US dollars, you can win him 20 US dollars with a single card..."

Howard was probably overly excited, and since Maria was not around, he just babbled about all the shitty things in the past.

The Winter Soldier immediately felt that his three views had been greatly impacted.

He said with a blank face: "I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it, you deliberately made it up to lie to me! Everyone says that I am a good brother of the US team. I can't be the kind of person you said. As tall as the team, sunshine, selflessness, and nobility are shining!"

Howard then looked at him with pity: "People who have memories will beautify themselves; but people who don't have memories...imagination is always beautiful."

The Winter Soldier ignored him, turned around and continued to stare at the frozen Captain America, trying to recall something.

He stretched out his fingers unconsciously, and lightly touched Captain America's face, which was still frozen in the ice. The memory was like a window separated by a layer of gauze. It was so familiar inside, but he couldn't touch it...