Steve's eyes widened, and he certainly wouldn't forget that it was this mysterious young man who inspired him with even more mysterious visions when he was most frustrated.

The power of the Holy Light echoed him, and every time he felt that he could not hold on during the hard training in the military camp, the power of the Holy Light would rise in his heart and nourish his soul.

The Holy Light no longer showed the same sharp power that he had when he punched the hooligans that day, but the Holy Light did exist, responding to him all the time, encouraging him to get through the most difficult training time.

I didn't expect to meet again after nearly a year.

Steve had a feeling of surprise, he had a thousand words to say to Umemu, but he didn't know where to start.

Mei Mumu smiled: "Remember what I said?"

Steve's pupils shrank suddenly, and the words that Mei Mumu had said at the time of parting still echoed in his ears.

"No, I already see your future. When you become a true paladin, I will appear in front of you again. ”

Steve's breath became rapid, and although there was still a little bit of disbelief, the sense of fate that seemed to be handpicked by the goddess of fate made him very excited.

"This ...... Could this be my 'fateful day'?"

Mei Mumu's smile had a mysterious sense that others could not fathom: "Yes, it is today! here and now!"

The two of them were communicating like dumb riddles, and the conversation between these two important people naturally surprised many people.

"Good morning, both. You guys...... Know?" Dr. Abraham was stunned. He didn't expect that the biggest financier of the project would know the experimenter at the heart of the plan. This is quite unlikely.

Mei Mumu smiled and nodded to Dr. Abraham, "When I first returned to New York last year, I happened to meet Mr. Rogers at the recruiting office. I found out that Mister Rogers had a ...... Peculiar flashes. It is the radiance of a noble soul. ”

Dr. Abraham's face was suddenly moved, which coincided with the feelings of his confidant, and he couldn't help but feel a deeper affection for this special patron: "You're right! Mister Rogers has a heart of gold. I think that at a time when technology is not 100% perfect, only such young people can overcome this difficult test. ”

"I couldn't agree more. Mei Mumu bowed lightly to show respect for the wise old man.

"Come with me, Steve. Dr. Abraham tilted his head and continued inward with a few men.

There is a hole in the antique shop.

Except for the old woman who pretended to be the store manager, as soon as she entered the utility room at the back, a metal steel door with a thickness of ten centimeters opened left and right, and a long passage appeared inside.

On either side of the corridor at the entrance are several guards armed with submachine guns and wearing light brown military uniforms. They looked at several people with wary eyes.

Walking along the corridor and walking for a full fifty meters, through another metal protective door, the scene in front of me was open.

Steve almost thought he was at Frankenstein's manufacturing factory.

In the circular space below, there are machines all around, and more than a dozen scientists and assistants in white coats are shuttling around the machines, holding file books to record something.

When Steve stepped through the door and stood at the top of the high staircase, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at them.

For the first time in his life, Steve felt like he was a big shot. Only the big guys will be the center of attention, won't they?

Steve took a deep breath and let the faintly metallic smell of air sink into his gut.

"Are you ready?" the doctor asked.

"Yes. With a calm step, Steve followed the doctor down the stairs......

On the other side, Colonel Phillips was in the glass observation room where he was watching the experiment, and found Senator Brandon.

"Hello, Your Excellency. ”

"Hello, Phillips. The senator in his sixties had a typical politician face, meticulously combed hair, a clean, close-fitting suit, and a wrinkled face: "Why am I coming to Brooklyn?"

"We have revised our plan so that it has to be connected to the city's power grid, and it is likely to cause a power outage in the city. This requires the full support of the Government. If it weren't for the government's previous misappropriation of the generator we bought at our own expense, we wouldn't have had to go to such trouble. The colonel spit sharply.

The councillor rolled his eyes: "Colonel, we are at war. It seems like the number of people like you who apply for funding from the council is at least four figures. You've been able to find a financier to experiment with to this point, and frankly it's more than we can imagine. ”

"Then you just give us electricity!" the Colonel gritted his teeth.

"Well, for the sake of the generator. As if remembering something, the councillor suddenly whispered: "Yes, what is the origin of your benefactor? Could it be a spy sent by Hitler?"

Phillips rolled his eyes: "You politicians. When you ask people to pay for it, you don't see it, you doubt this, you doubt that. Please, believe me, if Hitler is really going to play a conspiracy to take away the results of this experiment, he can take Dr. Erskine back, threaten him with his relatives or something, and then use Mr. Strange's money to get everything done. At least you politicians don't have to go with generators. ”

Councillor Brandon blushed and changed the subject, and he made an introductory gesture to a young man in an off-white suit next to him: "This is ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the bespectacled, square-faced, easy-to-favor dark-haired young man had already extended his hand to the colonel and introduced himself: "Fred Clemson! If your plan does succeed, we hope it will be of some practical use and not just make headlines. ”

Colonel Phillips didn't have a good impression of this kind of guy who was going to pick peaches: "You'll see the birth of a super soldier." Of course, the federal government has to pay for this painstaking experiment in the first place, doesn't it?"

Of course, the great United States has always been successful in this way. Fred smiled.

This is also a typical model of military operation of the United States and the United States.

The military is not directly involved in all kinds of military research, for example, the military wants some kind of advanced aircraft, they just put forward a military standard, set various reference parameters, and then let the following companies develop their own, in the name of 'healthy competition', and in the end the military often only uses the winner's product.

The prize, of course, is a large number of arms purchase orders paid for by taxpayers.

Basically, the winner of the bid gets everything, and the loser gets nothing. Of course, sometimes losers find a way to prove that their products are also valuable, and get some leftovers for orders, that's another thing.