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They boarded a plane to England early the next morning, and Farr garnered a lot of extra attention.

"They shouldn't just throw you into us, little girl." The short-haired young man grinned and tried to poke Farr's face with a gun. Barnes, who was closer to him, reached out and grabbed the barrel of the gun first. : "Be respectful, soldier. If you say one more word, I will throw you down."

"Aha, so he's already yours?" Apparently the young man was not convinced by the sergeant Barnes, "How does he feel?"

"Let go of him, James." The blond young man straightened his military cap, "Let me have a friendly exchange with him."

Barnes smiled and said, "Although he is my soldier, he doesn't need to show me face."

"Listen to you, sir." Farr blinked at him, stood up and punched Bancun's chin, and then sat back in his seat. "This way our flight time is much more peaceful, isn't it?"

Barnes was not surprised by this result, he had never seen an enemy that could not be knocked down by Farr's blow so far.

The rest of the team silently looked at the blond youth.

He is obviously so thin, he doesn't even have any muscles, where did he get so much strength?

They didn't find it strange after the physical fitness test.

"You are simply above the ordinary, Warlock, and you will achieve great things!"

"Maybe our squad will have a general."

"You don't even have any shortcomings, have you really not received special training before?"

"The kind of killer in the movie?"

Barnes put his arm around Farr's neck: "He didn't. Didn't he come from Brooklyn like us?"

"I am." The young man who was teased and called "groundhog" because of his short stature raised his hand.

"Then you should have heard the legend of the 'White Hart'." Barnes thumped Farr's chest with his fist, "Fal is the 'White Hart'."

"James..." The blond youth clenched his fist.

The teammates had already surrounded the "groundhog" to ask about the White Hart people. Barnes dragged Farr to the hillside outside the camp and lay down side by side. After the day's training, they had some time to spend Free activities: "They will admire you very much later, Farr, that's how it is in the army, speak with strength."

"You know I don't care what they think of me." Farr offered his arm so her boyfriend could sleep on it.

"Okay." Barnes turned to look at him, "Actually, I want to go out on a date with you behind their backs."

As the sun sets, everything is covered with the afterglow of the sunset, and the face of the brown-haired young man is also a little flushed. He hugged his boyfriend's arm: "Although it is you who open my eyes every day, and it is you before I fall asleep, I still want to It brings back more memories for the two of us. So when the war is over and we talk to Steve about our military life, not just about how we train every day, but tell him—" "—tell him about my boy Friends would secretly pick a new flower and give it to me while running, write love poems on the leaves and put them in my book, and make rings out of grass and hide them under my pillow.” Farr laughed, “I think Shi Tiff doesn't want to hear those details, and they belong to me."

"If I want to talk about you with someone, look at her." The blond young man pointed to an unknown flower blooming on top of their heads, "She said she didn't know why, but she wanted to bloom when she saw you. And I know why ——she is the flower that bloomed for me."

Barnes rolled himself into his boyfriend's arms and kissed Farr's face: "She will wither."

"That flower in my heart won't." Farr hugged him.

They didn't go back until it was completely dark. After getting along with each other during this time, the teammates have already gotten used to the two of them sticking together, but because they both wear rings on their hands, and they heard that they met when they were young, so at most they just talked. joke.

Four days after the physical fitness test, Farr was ordered to be transferred to the special forces.

"Fall!"

The transfer order came too suddenly, and Barnes rushed over to send him off during training: "Fal! Protect yourself—" Although you may die at any time as long as you go to the battlefield, the missions of special forces are still more dangerous than them Too many, the brown-haired young man pursed his lips, "Don't get hurt all over..."

Then he immediately changed his words: "As long as you come back, you can do whatever you want. Just... Try to get hurt as little as possible."

His boyfriend was supposed to sit in a bright and spacious office during the day to deal with company affairs, and go to restaurants or go to theaters or concerts at night.

Barnes' heart ached just imagining that Farr might be hurt somewhere he didn't know.

Farr asked the officer in the same car if he could have a few minutes to say goodbye to his friend, and after getting permission, he jumped out of the car and ran to Barnes to hold his boyfriend in his arms: "I'm still waiting for the war to end and my boyfriend Getting married, James." He patted the brown-haired young man on the back, "I will return to you safely, until then you have to take care of my boyfriend, huh? Tell me, will you take care of yourself?"

"I will," Barnes promised.

……

"Are you going to see your good brother?"

When Farr was checking his backpack, he was interrupted by a horizontal arm. He slapped Captain Keith's hand that was almost on his chest: "If you try again, I'll break your arm directly, Captain."

"Please, we only got a total of five days off after two months of missions, and you have to spend two days on the road, why don't you stay and drink with us." Geese shoved his hands back into his trouser pockets resentfully, "You Just sit there, and when the girls come to that face of yours and ask you to dance, you show them the ring, and the bros are still single."

"Yes, yes, Faer, help me!" The teammates hiding outside the curtain finally swarmed in, trying to persuade him to stay with a playful smile, "If you go to see your fiancée, we won't stop you, okay?" What does it matter if we meet again in a few months?"

The blond young man swung his bag on his back and raised his eyebrows: "My appearance at the bar means that none of you will be able to invite even one girl successfully, so I will not walk with you, which is my greatest help to you." Yes. See you in five days."

This team is very special. They are usually only responsible for discovering the Nazi research bases in various places, and then they are sent to find a way to sneak into the base, get out the enemy's research materials and some equipment, and then other troops take over and destroy the base.

It seems that the Nazis are conducting human experiments. I heard that their corresponding research in the rear has also reached the stage of selecting test candidates.

After running around and unplugging the three Nazi bases in one breath, they had a short vacation because the location of the next base was not yet determined. Of course, Farr immediately applied to return to the current station of the 107th Division to see the "old" teammate".

He is too powerful, so he is very privileged, and his superior even specially allocated his own plane for him to use: "This will make your life easier on the way back and forth. As long as you continue to complete tasks with this efficiency, you will soon be promoted. Yes, I assure you, Warlock."

"Thank you for your attention, sir. I hope the war will end as soon as possible." He knew that the other party was trying to tie him into his political chariot, but he had no interest in these, he just wanted to bring peace to his little boyfriend happy future.

The members of the 107th Division, who were dragging their tired bodies and were yet to be summoned, looked at each other, and asked Barnes who was most likely to know something: "Boss, do we have additional tasks?"

"The above said that an officer came to watch our training. It will last for three days starting tomorrow. You all should show me well." The brown-haired young man adjusted the position of his military cap with his left hand awkwardly, "The one who wins the first place tomorrow will get my share." The jerky belongs to him."

"If you weren't injured, the boss, the number one must still be yours."

"But since you have said so, boss, then brothers are not welcome!"

"Stand up, stand up, old man Wood has brought people over."

Barnes lowered his hands and looked straight ahead. He felt that the young man beside Wood who was talking with his head tilted, wearing a strange military uniform he had never seen before, looked very familiar.

"Did the old man invite a male celebrity to come over to shoot a promotional video for the recruitment? Why are they all in military uniforms, and you think he is handsome even if you can't see his face?"

"Shut up, everyone knows you're ugly."

Because he was much taller than Wood, the young man always talked with Wood with his head down. The shadow cast by the brim of the hat even covered his lips, and only a small arc of his chin could be seen.

But Barnes was already sure that it was definitely his boyfriend.

The young man's steps were unhurried, and the military boots made a clicking sound, as if they had directly hit Barnes' heart.

Of course, Barnes is very, very happy to be able to see his boyfriend again after more than two months, instead of just looking at the photos and thinking about him every day.

However, he still has a bandage on his right hand.

In fact, it wasn't such a serious injury. During the two months of separation from Farr, he had suffered some injuries, big and small, but his boyfriend didn't know anything about them, so he could pretend that those injuries didn't exist.

The military boots stopped in front of him: "Sergeant James Barnes."

Barnes looked carefully at his boyfriend with green eyes and whispered, "...I can explain."

Wood patted Farr's arm: "Your friend is a very good fighter just like you, Warlock. You can act with your old comrades in arms these three days."

His "old comrades in arms" very consciously gave up the place to the pair of friends after saying hello.

Barnes pulled Farr with his left hand and turned into a grove a little away from the camp.

"Does it still hurt?" Farr frowned.

"It won't hurt when I see you, you are my special medicine." Barnes opened his arms actively, although his movement was a bit strange because of the bandage on his right hand, "Hold me?"

Farr carefully avoided his wound and hugged her boyfriend tightly: "What do you do when the special medicine is not with you?"

"Then I miss you." Barnes absorbed the breath of his lover, "I laugh when I think of you, and of course I don't feel any pain."