[Comprehensive Anglo-American] There is no dawn

"It's rare to see a *fighter with such a dejected face, and it's a joy to behold."

As soon as Gerrun heard this annoying remark, he knew it was that dead dwarf again, and raised his eyelids and asked Falcon.

"Who pays today?"

"It should be Stark."

"Received." Gerun snapped his fingers and called the waiter: "Please give me the two most expensive bottles, thank you."

Stark's eyelids twitched.

"I can also throw you here and let you wash dishes for the rest of your life to pay off your debts."

"Then you don't want to get a good face from me in this life."

Gerun replied indifferently, and turned to the waiter for another bottle: "Another bottle of Tokaji Noble Rot, thank you."

"..." Stark turned his head and asked War Machine: "Who among you gave her such confidence?"

Falcon patted him on the shoulder: "Some people are born with such confidence, and you are actually similar. By the way, I just heard that you know the chairman of Cessna...?"

"Cessna's board of directors and senior management should all recognize me, because Stark Industries and Cessna have cooperation in engine technology development."

Stark thought for a while: "But I don't know them very well."

Installed.

Gerrun rolled his eyes, and when the wine was served, he ordered two glasses, one of which was passed to the captain.

"Although I don't think you will like it, I'd like to give it a try." Gerun shook the cup: "If you don't believe in my taste, you can also believe in its price."

"Don't say that, I tried hard to hold back from asking this question."

The captain said, "But you're right, red wine doesn't suit me."

"Blue Ribbon?"

The captain was surprised: "How do you know?!"

"Probably because you are down-to-earth."

Grun held his chin: "The blue ribbon is a munitions item from World War II. I think veterans of World War II might like it."

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the American soldier in front of him.

"I didn't expect a young girl to know that."

"Don't beat young girls to death with a stick. There are still people who have studied the history of World War II. Then I think...you prefer George Patton?"

Gerrun knocked on the cup, seeing the surprised expression on the old man's face, and knew that he had guessed right again.

"So why do you think..."

"There are only a few that can be mentioned in total. If I guess, I can guess." Stark interjected: "MacArthur, Patton, Montgomery. Who else besides these?"

"Tony, Montgomery is British," said the captain, "and we're obviously talking about Team USA."

"Well, I'm talking worldwide."

Stark glanced at Gerrun: "Is there anyone else besides these?"

Gerun raised his shoulders: "I don't know if some people have heard of General Peng Dehuai's name."

"Is he a military strategist in your country?" The captain was interested: "What has he done?"

"There is nothing worthy of praise," Gerun said modestly: "It is just a little bit of work, leading the volunteer army to defeat the US Army led by a five-star general, and protecting a neighbor."

The Asian girl stared straight at the world-famous genius inventor without blinking.

She really still can't like this person.

Stark narrowed his eyes and was about to say something when the phone rang in time.After he stood up, the gamecock-like Gerun stretched and relaxed.

"I'd better go back," she said. "I'll pay for it myself."

"Wait," the captain also stood up: "Maybe you can chat with others more."

"I seemed to be chatting with 'someone else' just now, and he suddenly interrupted." Gerun hugged his shoulders: "Where is the balcony, I'll go and see."

After a few steps, the waiter stepped forward and pointed the way for Gerun.

"Thank you," Gerun pulled out a beautiful knife and stuffed it into the waiter's chest pocket: "But from now on, don't follow me unless I call you."

Then he added a sentence to the captain.

"You too."

Although some people here are annoying, the scenery is still good.

Gerun put his hands on the railing, looking at the sea of ​​trees and the street in the distance.Different from the dark and silent atmosphere here, Gerun breathed a sigh of relief because of the everlasting lights in the city that made the city seem like daytime.

That's called a bar over there.

Gerrun thought complainingly, and stepped on the ground by the way.

Although the place she is staying at now is also a bar, but it still belongs to the hang of Qing Bar, a place where she comes to chat about things.Most of what's here is more elegant, but...

Grun sighed.

She also prefers blue ribbons.

Just when Gerrun was feeling bored, the phone rang in due time.She looked at the caller ID but didn't see the specific number. After thinking about who it might be, she lazily answered it.

"Hello? Which one?"

The other party paused and laughed.

"I heard Lizi say that you are doing very well now, but I didn't believe it at first."

The corners of Geron's mouth immediately raised.

"Looking at you now, you still have the virtue of hob meat, it should be great."

"Battalion Commander," Gerun dragged out his tone, "We haven't seen each other for so long, I'm not happy when you describe me like that."

"You are poor."

The male voice on the other end of the phone was as deep as a cello with the fourth string: "When you called me, we were practicing with Maozi. It was only yesterday that the secretary told me about it."

"Oh?" Gerun pressed the phone to his face: "It turns out that bastard didn't drag it on purpose."

"I knew you had to think so." The other party said: "So you remember it for me, don't go back to your country and beat your comrades without saying hello."

"The clerk can't be killed."

"I think you're just not good enough in confinement!"

"I made a mistake with the battalion commander." Gerun immediately admitted his mistake, and said to the other party with a playful smile across the phone: "Besides, I haven't really tried to kill myself."

"Can you still live to this day with your hard work on paperwork?!" The other party was angry: "Gerun, I told you not to make me poor, I didn't call to tell you this!"

"……Oh."

Gerun changed his face and listened to the training: "Then you took the time out of your busy schedule to call me just to hear my poor words?"

"you……"

The other party was silent for a while, probably taking several deep breaths.

"I just want to tell you that I'm going to maintain peace."

"Peacekeeping is good, there are African girls after peacekeeping... you wait for me?!" Gerun's phone almost dropped: "Fang Chengrong, tell me again?!"

"I said I'm going to peacekeeping, and I'll get on the plane tomorrow."

"It's not you waiting, where are you going to keep the peace this time, and who will you take over?" Gerun patted the railing a few times: "When did you make the report? Why don't I have any news here?!"

"Go to South Sudan; pick up a batch of shifts; I will report you as soon as you go to Sokovia; you are not in the country when the list is confirmed, and I will definitely not give you news for the sake of confidentiality."

The battalion commander answered the questions clearly one by one: "It was originally kept secret, so I shouldn't call you this time, but in order to protect the life of the document, I reluctantly made a cross-sea call to tell you when no one was around. You."

"What stimulated you, I can't think about it so much."

"I was not motivated, I volunteered for the peacekeeping mission."

"Your parents agree?"

"agreed."

"you're lying."

"Correct."

"Fang Chengrong!" Gerun raised his voice an octave in anger, and it was extremely harsh in the quiet winery: "You want to piss me off!!!"

"This makes you mad?" Fang Chengrong was very surprised: "You did so many things back then and I lived a good life."

Gerun took a breath and clenched the railing in his hand.

"I didn't go from a safe area to a war-torn area."

"You ran straight to Sokovia with your bag on your back."

"Sokovia was safe back then! Sokovia was just poor then, okay!!!"

"I went to South Sudan this time, and it was much more stable than when the previous term arrived."

"Stable fart!" Gerun had already started to yell: "Did you know that the middle one of the last team came back lying in a coffin?!"

"Four."

"A total of sixty people went there, and four of them came back lying down, not including those who were seriously injured. Fang Chengrong, tell me the truth, what's the matter with you? Why don't you want to live a peaceful life when you're fine?"

Gerun was so angry that he just wanted to throw something, rushed back to the living room and drank the liquid in the wine glass in one gulp, and rushed back to the balcony with the empty wine glass in the eyes of a group of men who were bewildered.

"talk!"

When the other party was silent, Gerun only felt angry and blood surging: "Why don't you want to die?! Say it!!!"

"Grun, I know you're worried about me."

Fang Chengrong sighed: "But this matter cannot be discussed."

"you……"

"Don't call home either. If I find out tomorrow that I've been temporarily removed from the list, you know the seriousness of the consequences."

Comrade battalion commander made a serious statement.

"And I'm really not talking about this when I called this time."

"If there is any news, just say no and get out, and let me piss myself off quickly."

"Gerun!" The battalion commander said, "Uncle Ye told me about the matter. I don't have to worry about your abilities. You are now with S.H.I.E.L.D. So capricious."

"Oh, it's late."

"I haven't finished talking yet, don't interrupt." The battalion commander raised his voice slightly: "Speak."

"Didn't you tell me not to interrupt!" Ge Runmao said, "You blame me for contradicting yourself?!"

"Well, don't pay attention to such details, focus on the theme." Fang Battalion lightly let go of his mistakes: "The ideology over there is different from ours and is very sensitive. You are alone and alone, and it is okay to make mistakes. People wipe your ass for you. And you are the first person to enter S.H.I.E.L.D., every move you make is tied to the image of the country, if something goes wrong, it will be a big problem, so you must be very cautious, you know."

This guy who doesn't read the news is really...

Gerun wanted to refute, but he endured it, and squatted down while rolling his eyes.

"answer me."

"understood."

"Is that the answer?"

"Yes! Guaranteed to complete the task! Leader!"

Gerun's voice was almost broken, and he almost turned upside down while holding the glass upside down, but still couldn't pour out two drops of liquid: "What else?!"

"You," the battalion chief Fang sighed: "Once you have a mission to go out in the future, don't rush forward as hard as you are at home, and you must pay attention to safety."

The hand holding the glass stopped in mid-air.

"Actually, I'm leaving this time. My parents don't worry about it. It's just a chestnut and you. As for the chestnut, at most, it will be around the corpse, and you will be different."

The battalion commander said: "If it's really just a bullet without eyes, then I wouldn't call you specifically. But Runrun, the enemies you encounter now are different. Don't think you can fight like before. Just be careless."

"I can guarantee that I will come back alive with my own strength and the cooperation of my comrades in arms." Fang Chengrong took a deep breath: "I hope you can have the same confidence as me."

"I also don't want to see you come back with the flag covered."

""

Gerun hugged his knees, blowing the wind alone for a long time.When Captain America came over to ask her what was going on, the black-haired girl took a deep breath.

"I'm fine, but I think the wind is a bit noisy today." She smiled: "By the way, captain, I think the reason you like Barton is because he likes to play blitzkrieg. Am I right?"

The tall young man was taken aback, looking at the girl who was still arguing with an unknown person just now but couldn't see anything unusual at this moment, finally smiled helplessly.

"you guessed right."