The Thames morning was supposed to be pleasant, but for Rogers, it was a terrible morning.

It was overcast and a storm was brewing, and at this time of year, Rogers was running long distances along the banks of the River Thames, and it was only after 30 kilometres that he felt comfortable and steaming.

But today he had no intention of running for a long distance, sitting alone by the secluded river, watching the river in a daze.

It all started with a message he received from Major Erit in the morning, that Lei Rui, the only person he could call a comrade-in-arms, had died in the line of duty!

The morning sun peeked through the gloomy clouds to the east, and on the Thames, ships of all sizes shuttled back and forth, and Rogers watched them all with indifference, and among the boats going upstream, there were even some sailboats with sails hanging on them.

But Rogers was in no mood to care about this, and in his mind, he recalled Lei Rui's words:

"The death of your comrades-in-arms and friends is happening right in front of your eyes! Rogers, this is war! ”

"Rogers, your battlefield, the path you're going to take, is completely different from mine. I've come here from the battlefield, and I'm sure I'm going to return to my battlefield. ”

"Rogers, you're going to be a hero! An inspiring superhero. ”

"Hey, Ray, we'll meet again, right?"

"Of course!"

……

These words still echoed in Rogers' ears, but the young man, who was always a little shy like him, said goodbye to him and never came back!

Rogers really wanted to cry, so many people died every day, but he couldn't do anything, he could only keep training, training, training, and now he could only watch his comrades die, but he couldn't even see his last face.

He buried his head deep between his knees, held it in his hands, and wept silently, tears sliding down his face and dripping to the ground, seeping into the sand and mixing with the waters of the Thames.

By the time Rogers returned to the secret military base, he had regained his composure, with the usual resolute expression on his face, as if nothing had happened.

Almost immediately, he was taken to Major Erit's office, and before he could open the door, he heard Major Erit roaring: "...... Immediately! Right away! Find Captain Rogers! ”

"Sir! Rogers checks in! Rogers immediately pushed open the door and saluted the standard military salute.

"Damn it! Rogers, where have you gone! Major Erritt dropped the phone and yelled at Rogers angrily, "Last night, German spies broke into the British Empire Museum!" In the repeated questioning of eyewitnesses by the Metropolitan Police, a guy wearing a red mask was mentioned! Damn it! They also mentioned that he appeared to be invulnerable......"

"Captain Red Skull?" Rogers asked, "Is he still in London?" ”

Major Erit's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water, his hands clenched into fists, and he slammed it hard, and the desk made a muffled thud, "Find him!" Kill him! Rogers! Kill him! ”

The last sound was completely a low roar, Rogers shrank his eyes, snapped a military salute, and replied loudly: "Yes!" Sir! ”

After the roar, Major Erit seemed to have withered, sat down weakly, and said with a bow, "Go! When Rogers opened the door and walked out, and was about to close the door, Major Errit suddenly remembered and shouted, "Rogers, come back here in the afternoon, Howard?" Mr. Stark has brought you something! ”

Rogers was stunned, Howard? Before joining the army, when he was just a weak and thin young man with a passion for serving the country, Mr. Stark was already a great genius scientist, a prolific inventor, an industrialist, and a rich man.

Every bullet fired on the battlefield, every gun that soldiers rely on to kill the enemy to survive, and even the military uniforms worn by everyone, there is more or less the shadow of Stark Industries on it!

When Rogers closed the door, he was still surprised, how could Mr. Stark have something to do with this super soldier transformation plan? Could it be that he is ready to take over the transformation of this super-soldier who is about to be disbanded?

In the base, there is already a military jeep waiting for him.

"Hi Barnes!" Rogers got into the military jeep, said hello to his partner, then patted the driver's front seat and said, "Go to the British Empire Museum!" The fastest speed! ”

James? Barnes had dark red hair, and even in the army, when he was cut short enough to cover his scalp, he could still see the dark red hair standing on end, just like him, with a bit of unruliness.

He was very strong, especially with broad shoulders, which was not much better than Rogers' strengthened body, he just nodded at Rogers, and said nothing, and the military jeep creaked out of the military base as if rushing.

On the streets of London, you can see soldiers and military vehicles everywhere, and everywhere is a busy but not chaotic scene.

This is the base camp of the Allied counterattack on the mainland, if the Allied army is a behemoth, this is the heart of this behemoth, every strong pulse, countless materials and soldiers are sent to the battlefield, and from the distant American continent, the same countless materials and soldiers are sucked in.

The entire New Oxford Street has been completely controlled by the London police and the military, and Rogers' military jeep drove directly into Russell Square, and Superintendent Sloan, who was waiting here, took him and Barnes directly into the museum.

"What the hell is going on?" Rogers couldn't help but ask in a deep voice.

Superintendent Sloan replied, "I'm sorry! Captain, let Sir Morgan tell you personally, he is the deputy director of the museum, and he knows best what the situation is! Scotland Yard is in charge of this case by Detective Pirelt and Detective Angela, who didn't make it to the scene because of a suicide that happened last night at the Rockhard Hospital, you know, the suicide was Detective Angela's twin sister who had been suffering for years. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear such unfortunate news, it's okay, Superintendent Sloan, Detective Angela must be upset, just leave it to me here, I'll take care of it." Rogers replied with a look of sincerity.

Patrick? Sir Morgan was a true English gentleman, with a thin build, gray temples, behind a round bottle-bottomed short-sighted glasses, a gentle eye that revealed wisdom and the peace that time had given him, a slight hunched back, and a face that was not handsome, and if he had walked out of this museum and into the flow of people on New Oxford Avenue in London, he would not have been able to make a small wave.

Rogers met him in a secret room, the floor was in shambles, a large hole had been broken in the wall, and the safe embedded in the wall had been destroyed, and the inside was empty.

He looked around, and he always felt strange in his heart, but he couldn't tell where the fault was, maybe it was because there were walls on all sides, impermeable, the breath was a little turbid, and the space was narrow and narrow, which made people feel uncomfortable in their hearts?

Sir Morgan stared at the broken safe on the wall for a long time before he sighed, turned around, looked at Rogers, and said, "Captain, are you religious?" ”

Rogers was stunned for a moment and nodded.

"Then you must have read the Bible!"

"Yes, Sir!" Rogers replied, "Does the Bible have anything to do with this lost thing?" ”

John 19:34, but one soldier pierced Him in the side with a spear, and immediately blood flowed out. Sir Morgan recited the canon of the Bible in a deep voice, looked into Rogers' eyes, and said word by word: "This soldier's name is Longinus, a centurion in the Roman army, who was wounded in both eyes in battle, and was almost completely blind, and he pierced the body of the Lord with his spear, and the blood stained his eyes, and his eyes were no longer blind, and he cried out, "This man is truly the Son of God!" Inspired by a miracle, he renounced his former identity and became a monk, known to his descendants as St. Longinus. ”

Rogers frowned slightly, Sir Morgan said so much, Rogers still didn't know what he was missing, but his intuition told him that this matter seemed to be tricky!

Sir Morgan sighed again, his back seemed to be weighed down by the weight again, walked up to Rogers, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Captain, Hitler has always attached great importance to the mysterious power beyond the times, and has set up a special organization to collect these holy and foreign objects with mysterious power for him all over the world, this Longinus Gun, also known as the Gun of Destiny, has been secretly transported to London and hidden here long before the fall of Vienna, but it still has not escaped the fate of being robbed!" ”

"Whatever they want to do, you're going to have to find John as soon as possible? Schmidt, aka Captain Red Skull, the leader of Hitler's Hydra Army, is a super soldier just like you! Recapture this spear of destiny! ”

Before Rogers could come to his senses, Sir Morgan walked out slowly, hunched slightly, and even as he walked, his steps were manipulative, unhurried, as if he were strolling leisurely.

But the shock in Rogers' heart was not on this, but at how Sir Morgan could know so much top-secret information? Captain Red Skull's real name, John? Schmidt, the leader of the Hydra Legion, a super soldier like Rogers, each of these items is top-secret information, Sir Morgan is only the deputy director of the British Imperial Museum, it is not unusual to know the spear of fate, but how did he know so much top-secret information?

Rogers didn't think much about it, this matter was not what he was worried about now, what he was most worried about now was where Captain Red Skull was, whether they were going to snatch the Spear of Destiny, whether they should find a way to return to Berlin immediately, or continue to stay in London and make waves?