The lush jungle, the calm and beautiful lake, and the exquisite wooden house where the lake is half hidden in the pine bushes, when Ye Qianhu came here according to the coordinates given by Nick Fury, he didn't feel that Nick Fury was really good at picking a place, so he had the idea of finding a similar place to build a wooden house.

Well, it's a good place to use it as a leisure vacation, so let the red queen record it in his memo and do it later.

The sound of wood being split came from the bushes, Ye Qianhu picked up the gift in his hand, and strolled in the direction where the sound came from.

After a long hibernation on the Arctic glaciers, Steve Rogers spent some time at the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch in New York, undergoing physical examinations, restorative training, and the occasional after-activity called a blood draw.

After a brief stay in New York, he was sent to his current location by Nick Fury, who claimed that it was a place he occasionally used to hide and live in seclusion, in fact, a safe house for some of the strangers to protect them and sometimes others.

Not long ago in my memory, it was the vigorous World War II, and at the end of my World War II, I drove a plane into the glacier, and I felt that I should die like this, and I had a lot of regrets, but I was also a little relieved, as if I had saved the world, so I should become a hero in people's mouths. Real heroes, not monkeys dancing on stage.

In the end, there was no death, which should have been the most fortunate thing, but unfortunately everything has become different.

World War II is long over, and some mustache who wants to conquer the world commits suicide, and he is already in the 21st century that he has almost never thought about.

Everything around him is unfamiliar, music, computers, cars, etc., he needs to get used to it again, and after waking up for a long time, he feels out of place in this world, like a fossil that has suddenly been dug out of the ground and is placed in a museum, receiving the fingers of tourists every day.

Obviously feeling his various discomforts, Nick Fury sent him to this safe house that was almost isolated from the world, and the contact with things around him suddenly became much less, which also made him a lot easier, and he was able to contact the world little by little and adjust his mentality.

After a war for too long, and suddenly coming to a peaceful society in such an unexpected way without any relaxation, there are always many problems. Sleeping on a soft bed, but feeling like I was full of marshmallows, and I could fall at any time, I missed sleeping on the grass that was actually very uncomfortable, and I felt the urge to change the pillow to a stone.

Awakened in the middle of the night in his sleep, he thought he had been attacked by an enemy, and hurried to find the shield he had always been accustomed to keeping at hand, only to find that it was actually the sound of woodpeckers knocking on the trunk of a tree outside.

Even now, chopping pine wood, his mind keeps echoing the memories of charging with the roaring commandos in a hail of bullets, his uniform is the most conspicuous one, so he can always attract the most attacks, but fortunately, the shield Stark gave him has never disappointed.

The Roaring Commandos have long since been disbanded, and shortly after the end of World War II, even the original team members have passed away one after another, and everyone has become the people in the story. The shield is also not by his side, and S.H.I.E.L.D. keeps it on his behalf, and as for when it will be returned to him, who knows.

"Click!"

The memories in his mind didn't hinder his movements, and once again he could split a piece of log from the middle with precision, effortlessly, and he could tear the log directly from the middle with his hands if he needed. He should be proud to say this kind of thing, but unfortunately he can't find anyone to show off in this place.

Leaning over and standing a new log on the big stake, he took a breath, the axe in his hand was about to be raised, and the instinctive alertness instantly echoed in his mind, almost without thinking about what to do, his body had already reacted automatically.

His body swooped down to the side like lightning, and in doing so, the axe in his hand was thrown towards the source of danger, and the sound of breaking wind swept over him a moment before his body touched the ground close to the pine needles. Even if he managed to dodge the attack, the attacker's incredible speed still made Steve Rogers feel creepy!

The sound of something slicing into the trunk of a tree was heard, and the sound that could not have been more familiar made Steve Rogers look there and be stunned, it was his shield.

"Do you like the gift I gave you, everyone says that you need to bring a gift when you visit someone, and I think you may not like red wine, so I brought you this."

Ye Qianhu put down the axe in his hand, carefully adjusted the tilt of the axe, so that its head was erected downwards on the ground, and looked at his results with satisfaction, Ye Qianhu said to Steve Rogers, who got up from the ground not far away: "I myself prefer to call this the return of things to their original owners. ”

"Your gift, do you mean a shield or smash it at me? Sir. Steve Rogers pulled out the shield with his little body pinned into the pine trunk.

"Both, reflexes as always, it looks like you're recovering well." Ye Qianhu said.

"Speaking of which, I don't think it's a compliment for me for you to say this." Steve Rogers put the shield on his left arm and shook it, and suddenly felt a sense of peace that the shield gave him a sense of security that went far beyond the comfortable environment and the laser nets on the periphery.

Smiling, Ye Qianhu walked to the pile of fresh pyre and said, "I think Nick Fury arranged you here to let you rest, not to do manual work." ”

"I've rested enough, almost seventy years, sir," said Steve Rogers, "and the fireplace in the cabin needs some firewood, too, and it's a little cold at night here. ”

"Nick Fury has chosen a good place for you, I am a little envious, what do you usually do here, chopping wood, fishing?" Ye Qianhu looked at the beautiful little lake.

"I tried a few times and then gave up because I found that it was much more efficient to jump right into the lake and catch fish with your bare hands than to sit on the shore with a rod." Steve Rogers said with some self-deprecation, "I came with a lot of newspapers and books that my psychiatrist recommended to me, and they can tell me how the world is doing." ”

"The world was at war when I passed out, and when I woke up and heard that we had won, I was out of touch with the world."

"Still not used to leaving the battlefield suddenly?" Ye Qianhu said.

Suddenly returning to this strange world, and now that a person who had trained himself arrived, Steve Rogers hesitated for a moment, and said to Ye Qianhu about his various discomforts.

"I'll give you a suggestion for reference", after patiently listening to Steve Rogers' distress, Ye Qianhu said: "Since you can't adapt to a peaceful environment, don't feel like you've left the battlefield." ”

After thinking about it for a moment, Steve Rogers finally shook his head, "I don't think this advice is for me. ”

"So I said this is just a reference," Ye Qianhu said.

Steve Rogers lifted the shield on his arm, realizing that S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't just hand it back to him, and asked, "Is there a mission for me, sir?" ”

Ye Qianhu said: "Yes."

"Are you going to save the world again?"

"That was for later,.. L.D。 ”

"From whom?"

"Your old adversary, Hydra."