[Captain America] Don't force me to grab a man with you

For a moment, screaming and roaring as people realized the fire was on, Ingrid was pushed out of the building in the direction of the crowd.

Although the worldwide war has stopped, the follow-up terrorist attacks are still one after another. Ingrid can't stop watching the rise of one hero after another to save the world.

And these heroes are often fixed in the United States.

Ingrid stood outside the building, looking at the burning skyscrapers, and connected to the internal communication network of S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Steve, where have you been?"

There was the sound of crackling wooden objects being burned on the headset, accompanied by the sound of the whistling wind pouring in.

"I've reached the 6th floor, and I can already see a little Mars..."

"Great." Ingrid nodded, and flicked the phone screen, "You still have the 7th floor, there are a few people stuck on it..."

Through the headset, Ingrid could hear Steve's moderate sigh over there, as if he looked up at the height of the floor for a while, and finally resigned himself to climbing up one step after another.

"...Steve, I don't think you need to keep running up the stairs."

Accompanied by the sound of "boom", Ingrid, who had worked in the mechanical department for a while, quickly recognized that it was the sound only when the engine was accelerating. The red and gold armor gleamed in the sun, and then After jetting around a corner, he climbed up a burning skyscraper.

"Iron Man has arrived, Steve, get out of the burning building quickly."

Captain America glanced at the number 11 in front of him, sighed, turned around and started going downstairs.

On one side is the disgraced Captain America who just ran out of the fire, and on the other side is Iron Man who took off his helmet and enjoyed the flashlight.

A feeling of bleakness suddenly rose from the bottom of Ingrid's heart.

"You're just a little slower, really... trust me..."

She reached out and patted Captain America on the shoulder.

"Sometimes I really feel out of touch with the times..."

Steve shrugged with a wry smile, took the tissue Ingrid handed over and wiped his face.

"You'll get used to it." Ingrid smiled, "I'm a witness to the development of the times, and sometimes I can't help sighing, obviously it was only the era of hot weapons during World War II, how come it's modern times? Has it become the age of science fiction?"

This feeling is very strange. One second, we were discussing seriously how much harm nuclear weapons will bring to human beings, and the next second, a big man with a sledgehammer fell from the sky, and then told you, I am Thor.

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"You probably don't understand the feeling that everything you know is overthrown, some things that can't be explained by science come out, and then people explain to you, they are gods, gods that exist in mythology, that feeling "..."

"There are also mutants and superpowers. I don't even know that the world I know has suddenly become so dangerous. These things didn't exist 70 years ago."

"This unscientific."

Steve listened to Ingrid's narration quietly, then frowned.

"It seems that during the time I was unconscious, a lot of things happened."

"Yes, a lot happened, and all kinds of superheroes emerged one after another. It was also the first time I discovered that the United States has always been a country that has been suffering constantly, and there are terrorist attacks almost every day..."

Having said that, Ingrid sighed and looked at her fingers.

"It's also the first time I realize that I'm still so useless, I can only stay behind, just like in World War II, staying behind you and Bucky..."

"Actually, you are better than me in some aspects..." Steve touched his nose, "For example, in terms of computer programming, at least the program that S.H.I.E.L.D. is using now is the version written by you and Howard... ··”

Yes, daily defenses against the invasion of Howard's son, Tony Stark aka Iron Man.

Ingrid pouted.

"Is there anything that's been bothering you lately?"

Steve suddenly changed the subject.

"If anything, there is one thing that has always made me feel guilty..."

Regarding Tony Stark, the child left by the deceased, Ingrid has always been full of guilt.

As usual, after Howard's death, Ingrid will love the child even more.

However, immersed in the bad news of Bucky's 'death', Ingrid, who couldn't help herself for a long time, spent her days drinking and neglecting the child.

By the time she came out of her grief, the former playboy had become the iron man on the screen.

Ingrid suddenly discovered that she hadn't known anything about Tony since she didn't know when.

Ingrid struggled for a while, then shook her head frantically.

"My vacation is coming soon, if you have any questions, please call me when the time comes..."

Steve, who understood that Ingrid didn't want to talk about it, nodded.

"Want a drink?"

Steve remembered the time when he ran with his upper body on the streets of New York before.

"No, I remembered that I still have some things to deal with..."

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I heard that the evil god Loki launched a series of activities to invade the earth, and was then beaten back to his hometown by the Avengers led by Captain America.

Ingrid poured hot water from the kettle into a mug and made herself a cup of coffee.

On the TV at the side, all kinds of news about the Avengers came.

Not long after Ingrid went on vacation, Loki started his aggressive plan, and because of this, the airport in Italy was directly blocked, and Ingrid was also trapped in Italy.

"Don't worry, it's all over here." Steve said on the other end of the phone, "The Arabic snack 'shwarma' introduced by Iron Man is very good, you can try it when you come back... "

Infected by the relaxed atmosphere over the phone, Ingrid returned to New York in a good mood.

"Agent Coulson died?"

Ingrid's eyes widened when she heard the news.

"How is this possible? He hasn't even collected the full set of Captain America cards." Ingrid turned her head and looked at Steve, "He likes you so much, you would never have thought that before you were discovered , how much he knows you, your dreams, height, measurements, if possible, I think he would even ask me about the color of your underwear... He couldn't even get your autograph, how could he die? "

Steve lowered his head as if thinking of something.

Phil Coulson is one of the few people Ingrid has a good relationship with in S.H.I.E.L.D.

The main reason is that after he knew that Ingrid was actually in the same period as Captain America and had been with him for a while, this man who usually had a sneer on his face immediately picked up a A small notebook, which follows Ingrid whenever she has time.

"I would like to ask, Miss Barnes, what is Captain America's favorite food?"

"Miss Barnes, do you still have anything Captain America used to use?"

"Miss Barnes, I have summarized what Captain America has done. Take a look, are there any mistakes?"

Steve used to be her "rival in love" to some extent, but now she relies on Steve to look at others, thus truly integrating into this era.

This merciless and cold agent who treats the enemy will only become at a loss when facing his idol.

Every day, I summed up a lot of questions and asked Ingrid without being too annoying. Even Ingrid, who had lived for nearly a century longer, became impatient with him.

Captain America is Phil Coulson's idol.

This is something that the entire S.H.I.E.L.D.

"When I was young, my deepest memory was the big man with a shield on the card, and the Captain America who was full of punches at the enemy in the black and white film."

"Give up your hands for America."

"This is the sentence that impressed me the most."

In fact, the sentence that you have always regarded as the driving goal of your life is a time when your idol was tricked into jumping up and down on the stage as an American mascot, and it was a period of time that you least want to recall.

Ingrid looked at Coulson, who was looking longingly at Captain America who was frozen in the ice, and silently swallowed the words in his mouth.

In fact, after the daily questioning, Coulson will come to express his life once, telling Ingrid his future goals, ideals, and past thoughts.

"I'm getting older, and my hairline is getting higher and higher. Isn't it good to have such an almost half-bald image?"

On the eve of Steve waking up, Coulson asked her this.

"Should I just shave my head like the Chief?"

Then, he gave the phrase "Give up your hands for America."

It was just a propaganda statement used to call on American youth, and it cost its own life.

"I love America as much as my idols."

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