Chapter 2 The famous scene of the American team

When Luke and Bucky walk to the movie theater across the street, the future Captain America, is being beaten up in the alley at the back door.

A "bang" punch slammed into Steve Rogers' cheek, causing a clear pain.

Without suspense, Rogers was knocked to the ground.

His thin body was especially weak in front of that strong villain.

This is also the reason why in the cinema, no one dares to stand up and stop the other.

Even if the strong villain is loud and unscrupulous, no one wants to get into unnecessary trouble.

Only a "fool" like Rogers would risk being beaten up and jump out to stop the other party's impolite behavior.

Rogers, who fell in the corner, hurriedly picked up the lid of the trash can next to him and used it as a shield in front of him.

There was not the slightest fear in his eyes, but a resolute look.

Like a brave warrior.

Unfortunately, the huge gap in size and strength cannot be bridged by courage alone.

The strong villain swung his fist and knocked Rogers to the ground once more.

But it didn't take long for the thin man to struggle to his feet again, as if he didn't know the pain, and put on a boxer's stance.

"I could fight with you all day!"

Rogers gasped.

His punches were slow and not strong enough, and he was easily blocked by the strong villain.

"Looks like you haven't been taught enough!"

The villain sneered, and his clenched fists made close contact with the bridge of Rogers' nose once more.

He also wanted to go up and kick his feet so that this little man who had no self-knowledge could understand what it was like to be nosy.

Boom!

There was a strong force behind him.

The villain let out a scream, lost his balance, and staggered and fell against the wall.

"What neighborhood bastard are you that dares to bully my friend in Brooklyn?"

A cold voice sounded from behind.

The villain quickly turned his head and saw two young men.

One wears a crisp brown military uniform, the other a leather jacket.

The latter was staring at himself with sharp eyes.

"Luke! It's this kid who is nosy! I don't know ...... him."

Boom!

Without saying a word, Luke stepped forward and struck the villain in the nose with a raised fist.

The other man leaned backwards and fell heavily on the hard ground.

Blood gushed out of the nose like a faucet that opened a valve.

Luke didn't stop there, he raised his long legs, and his dark black boots stepped on the other man's contorted face, rubbing hard.

"Woooooooooo......oo Luke! ”

The muddy water and soot on the soles of his shoes poured into the villain's mouth.

Coupled with the blood spilling from the nose, it mixes into a strange taste.

". The next time I see you bullying my friend, I might go to your house and brush the house. ”

After a moment, Luke let go of his feet and said coldly.

The villain, whose face was covered with blood, ran out of the alley in embarrassment, without even thinking of saying a cruel word.

No way, the other party is Frank's nephew.

And he is quite taken care of by the Irish gangsters, so he can't afford to mess with it.

"That's why I let Luke stay in Brooklyn to take care of you."

Bucky, dressed in military uniform, reached out and pulled Rogers up, with a helpless expression on his face: "Sometimes I think you just like to be beaten, otherwise why do you always like to provoke these bastards who you can't beat." ”

Rogers patted the dust off his clothes and took a "hiss" breath.

The pain in the cheeks and eye sockets was only then clearly transmitted back to the brain, and there was a sharp burning sensation.

Before, with his courage, he forgot the pain in his body.

Now......

Rogers felt like he was going to a doctor.

"You're going to the recruiting station again?"

Luke picks up the draft sheet on the ground, which has Steve Rogers' identification information written on it.

Just the place of residence, from Brooklyn, New York, to Parlams, New Jersey.

"It's illegal to fake a draft form, Steve."

Luke rubbed his palm.

Fortunately, this body has been trained all year round, and it is quite strong, and it has no problem dealing with that villain.

He, along with Rogers, and Bucky, grew up in Brooklyn.

However, compared to themselves, the two of them are more similar.

First of all, it is the death of both parents in the war.

Rogers' father served in the 107th Infantry Division during his lifetime, and was killed by German mustard gas during one battle.

My mother, a nurse in a tuberculosis ward, was infected and didn't survive.

To some extent, the future Captain America can be regarded as the protagonist template of the parents' sacrifice to the sky.

As for Bucky's background experience, it's pretty much the same.

His father, who also served in the 107 Infantry Division, died in an accident during a military exercise and was raised by his mother.

Therefore, these two young people who have known each other since childhood will become close partners.

"I just want to do something......"

Rogers lowered his head slightly in frustration and coughed violently.

Not only is he thin and thin, but he also has a slight asthma.

Symptoms such as chest tightness and difficulty breathing often occur.

With such a physique, sending it to the battlefield is tantamount to murder.

As a result, every time Rogers went to the recruiting station, he was refused to be included by the officer in charge of recruitment.

"You didn't have to be ...... just now Fierce, Luke. ”

Rogers looked up at his friend and said hesitantly.

Luke's brow furrowed slightly, then he stretched out and smiled kindly, "I have to do that." Otherwise, in Brooklyn in the future, there will be more people who will bully you, and even get into trouble with us. ”

"Luke is right, if it weren't for his uncle, who has a certain prestige among the Irish immigrant community, we don't know how much we would have been bullied by those little thugs."

Bucky nodded approvingly.

He and Rogers had been bullied by those thugs before.

Almost every day, it is repeated, being blocked in the corner, and the daily routine of street fights between the two sides.

Until, one day, they met Luke and became friends.

Later, it became, blocking others in the corner.

And in Bucky's eyes, Luke has a lot of brains.

He came up with the idea of making money, taking advantage of the strict management of military bases, and the precondition that soldiers could not go out casually.

A few people secretly sneaked into the barracks and peddled small goods such as tobacco and alcohol.

Because of the protection of their parents and old comrades-in-arms, many people turn a blind eye to this and treat it as if they don't see it.

They made a lot of money from this business.

Later, this attracted the attention of the moonshiners in Brooklyn.

It was also Luke who took the initiative to establish a good relationship with the immigrant community in Ireland and took the initiative to divide part of the business to avoid this trouble.

"That's fine, you stay in your home country and continue your business. When I get back, maybe you'll both be rich!" Just like Howard Stark! ”

Bucky joked.

No one knows how long the war will last.

For their part, civilians hope that the smoke of gunfire will dissipate sooner rather than later and that life will return to peace.

But for others, it's a great opportunity to make a fortune.

Capitalists never miss any opportunity to amass wealth.

Many people know that before the United States entered this world war, it sold a large amount of weapons and equipment to the Axis and the Allies at the same time, so as to make a fortune.

Among them is Stark Industries, which has gained fame in recent years.

The main reason why it was able to grow rapidly and leap to stand shoulder to shoulder with those old military-industrial complexes was that Howard Stark seized the opportunity.

The other side not only used his clever mind, plus some useful inventions, which was appreciated by the Ministry of Defense.

Moreover, with the huge wealth earned, he opened the door to the upper class, thus laying a broad and good network foundation.

In just a few decades, he has become a generation of military industrial tycoons.

In addition to the rapidly growing Stark Industries, oil companies are also seizing the opportunity.

Through neutral countries like Switzerland, they broke through the British blockade and shipped barrels of oil to Germany, so as to make huge profits and make a fortune.

Ford, as a multinational corporation and industrial giant, is even more exaggerated.

They even helped the Germans produce trucks to make covert political investments.

So, later the founder of the Ford Company, Henry Ford, was awarded the Grand Cross of Merit – the highest medal awarded to foreigners by the Na Purse in Germany.

It can be seen from this that there is no camp for capital.

They have only one purpose, and that is to harvest wealth.

Even if the United States now enters the war and joins the Allies camp, and the world situation is becoming more and more serious, it still cannot stop the speculators from thinking carefully.

"Howard Stark, I don't have that mind!"

Luke smiled slightly, he turned to Rogers and said, "Steve, if you really want to join the army, there are so many recruiting stations, I can accompany you a few more times, just try your luck." ”

"Really?"

Rogers had a smile of surprise on his face.

Bucky had always opposed his entry into the army, and the two had several arguments over it.

Luke, who usually rarely takes a stand, suddenly agreed with his approach today, much to Rogers' delight.

Bucky, who was standing next to him, was about to say something, but when he saw Luke throw a "I have measure" look, he didn't say anything.

He knew that Luke, a friend who had always been a reticent friend, would never do something for no reason.

"Alright! Tonight is my last night in New York! Are you going to spend time in this alley? ”

Bucky eagerly greeted the two friends.

He will go to war tomorrow, rushing to a foreign land.

Tonight, I specially dated a few beautiful chicks with hot bodies, ready to take Luke and Rogers for a wave of indulgence.