"Bang!"

The door was rudely slammed shut, and the cheers for Captain America in the camp were silenced and immediately fainted.

Eric was then shoved and shoved all the way back until his back hit the wall hard.

The sky was gloomy, the curtains were not opened, and the room was getting darker and darker, except for the two pairs of eyes facing each other that seemed to shimmer.

It was a separate quarters for the management of the regiment, simply and neatly furnished, and its owner was now holding a large-caliber pistol to the chin of the guest, looking at the gentleman viciously.

"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Although the movements were rough, Carter's tone was unusually soft, perhaps due to inner agitation, and fine beads of sweat were dripping from the tip of her upturned nose, and the hand that grabbed Eric's collar was as hard as a choke on the throat of an enemy.

"There are a lot of them." Eric looked at her pupils silently. "So much so that I don't know what to say."

"From the most important point." The female agent ordered hurriedly. "Who the hell are you?"

"Class Hero, Time Traveler...... Wait a minute! Feeling the pistol around his neck like a demonstration to open the safe, Eric hurriedly stopped the other party's impulse. I didn't lie to you, I can prove it to you. ”

He gestured with his eyes, and behind him was a floating metal object.

Military daggers, belts, brooches, medals...... It was as if gravity had lost its effect, and dozens of objects, large and small, had left their original positions and hung in the air.

At this moment, the female agent felt extremely weak, like a dream, her slender fingers could not hold the firearm, let it slide down, and then a strong arm wrapped around her waist and carried her back into her arms.

"I didn't lie to you." Eric lowered his head and buried his face in the thick gold, inhaling deeply in the fragrance of women. "There is no country where I can play. It was an accident to come into this world, and I just wanted to get something back into my world. ”

He said slowly, telling his situation one by one, without any concealment, Carter listened quietly with his back to him, with facts as evidence, although it was still difficult to accept, but gradually woke up from the chaos and reluctantly accepted the reality.

"So, you've found what you want?" The female agent asked, with her eyes closed tiredly.

"That's pretty much." There was silence for a moment. Eric nodded slightly.

There was a sudden silence in the room, and there seemed to be a volcano about to explode hidden in the silence.

"You've messed up my life and now want to get away?" Disappointment and anger ate away at Carter's sanity, and she struggled to resist the urge to turn around and hit her.

"I've thought about leaving you, but there's always a power in you that draws me in, and I want to see you again." Eric said frankly, turning Carter's stiff body over and looking her into the eyes.

"Damn it!" The female agent was tormented for a moment, and suddenly stood on tiptoe and hugged his neck hard. Tears flowed uncontrollably.

"Bastard...... You knew you were leaving...... You're still ......."

Before she could finish speaking, she thumped Eric the back a few times, and finally burst into tears.

At this moment, Peggy is no longer the usual resolute and decisive female agent. Completely turned back into a weak woman.

Eric didn't know why he was so cruel to provoke someone he shouldn't. Although he was rejected by the world, lost the greatest reliance on the main god space, and was thrown away to a strange era, he still controlled his inner anxiety very well. Carefully manipulating the original history without deviating from its proper course, regaining its strength and pushing it to new heights - in these things, the more difficult it was for him to control his feelings. Sometimes he felt that his personality was split in two, one side was extremely cold and unscrupulous, and the other side was increasingly hot, always wanting more.

Like right now, the fiery side is urging him.

The marching bed of the bachelor dormitory was shaken by a strong force, making a "squeak" sound, on top of it, Eric was sprinting hard, Peggy was panting rapidly under him, her body and mind were dominated by intense emotions, boiling blood rushed to her cheeks and chest, her snow-white skin revealed a delicate crimson, and two white and powerful long legs were tightly twisted around his strong waist, and from time to time there were vague long moans.

Next to the camp bed, the clothes of the two men were tossed everywhere, Eric's shirt was torn to pieces by the mad female agent, the room was filled with a blurry atmosphere, and the sound of body crashing was like a rhythmic music, echoing in the darkness like a never-ending wave.

There was a low whimper in the room, and outside the door, a man with a shield stood quietly for a while, walking alone into the vast twilight.

The hour hand pointed to twenty o'clock, the minute hand had passed three quarters, and the bars in the barracks were still bustling.

This is a favorite place for the GIs to stay, and they will never return to camp until the lights go out.

The inferior tobacco emitted a pale blue mist when burned, and it tasted spicy and slightly choking, but no one cared at this time, and the soldiers who had escaped the catastrophe were either desperately pouring alcohol into their stomachs, playing cards or wrestling their wrists, and from time to time there was a commotion in the crowd, which made the ceiling of the tavern made of simple wood to shake slightly.

A corporal of the 6th Army sat quietly smoking a cigarette in front of the bar, with two empty plates and a few bottles in front of him, and the bartender was too busy to collect them.

A man walked over and sat down next to him.

"Two servings of bacon, two servings of mashed potatoes, two bottles of soda, I'm going to take them." The man greeted the bartender, then turned to look at Corporal Barnes.

"It's not like you when you're drunk alone."

"Steve is back writing the report, I'll sit down for a while." Slowly exhaling smoke, Bucky said lightly. "It's you, why are you here, I thought I wouldn't see you today."

"Peggy hasn't eaten, the restaurant has missed time, only it's still open, I'm going to bring something to eat." Eric replied that the front lacked everything, it would be nice to have mashed potatoes and smoked meat, and vegetables and fruits were to try their luck, but the tavern clearly did not have these things.

The bartender shouted a few times to the back kitchen, and the back kitchen agreed. It will take some time for them to get ready, and the two friends here will chat casually.

"Who are you?" Bucky bites the butt of his cigarette, his expression hidden in the mist.

"Your friend", Eric shrugged. "I've heard this question many times today, can you change it to something new?"

"I don't think that after living for 20 years, suddenly my world has become strange. You are a genius scientist, a contemporary Pizarro and Cortés, which I can understand, but you are capable ...... What's that? ”

You can see it. Bucky was shocked by today's events.

"It's not a thing, it's a talent. By the way, I haven't thanked you for keeping it a secret for me. ”

"We're friends, what can I do, do you see you being captured by Steve's chief and taken to the dissecting table?" Bucky said, handing over a beer, and the two of them touched a glass. "Well, and Steve, the little guy in Brooklyn. I was so stupid that I didn't know how to run away when I was fighting, and I was only away for a few months, and the world changed, what the hell is going on? Now I'm the weakest one. He gulped down his beer. The change of his sworn friend made him more disappointed than the appearance of ability.

In the past, he had always played the role of a protector, but now that his status is reversed, he can't accept it.

"It's not necessarily bad to live an ordinary life." Eric said lightly.

"Huh. The idea of a higher person. I would like to live in the same noble pain as you do. Bucky looked at him with drunken eyes. Sue me, you can figure out what makes me human, just like Steve. ”

"Okay. You have a chance, but the price is not necessarily what you're willing to accept. Eric took the glass and stared at the bottle across from him, as if a strange assassin with a metal arm was reflected.

"I'm willing to accept any price, but I'm afraid I won't have a chance." Bucky gulped down his beer, then slumped down on the bar, his voice getting lower and lower.

When Carter woke up, the room was dark, with only the dim glow of the small lamp on the table, and no one around.

She raised her head tiredly, brushed her scattered head, and realized that she only had a thin quilt on her.

The impression in my mind is still deep, and the afterglow on my body has not dissipated, but the mood is lost.

She quietly hugged the quilt and looked up at the ceiling, and her heart was gradually occupied by loneliness.

Suddenly, the door opened, and Eric walked in with a plate.

"Isn't it disappointing not to see me?" He had now reverted to that half-joking, half-sarcastic tone that tickled the roots of his teeth.

After staring at him in a daze for a few seconds, Carter suddenly wanted to open it.

It's all sad, what's the use of dwelling on the past?

"I'm disappointed, I could have found a better one." She retorted from half-sitting up.

"Is there such a person?" Eric sat on the edge of the bed and fed her with his own hands.

Carter rolled his eyes, but didn't refuse, and stimulated him while eating.

"Stark, for example, is good, young, rich, and not worse than you at all."

"What's the difference between that and now?" Eric was unmoved.

"Thank you for the reminder." Carter suddenly realized and slapped his palm. "I can't fall into the same river twice, a bastard like you, it's enough for me to meet one, I should find an honest and reliable one, I think Rogers is good."

Eric laughed and helped her wipe the residue from the corners of her mouth.

"Understandable. Women with complex hearts are more inclined to honest men, which will make them feel secure. ”

"You want to say I'm vulnerable?" The unruly female agent tilted her head, wrapped the thin quilt around her plump chest, and stepped out of bed barefoot.

"No, Agent Carter isn't that kind of woman, she's a fierce and fearless lion." The man put down the plate and cleaned up the messy clothes beside the bed, and after some tearing in front of him, there were few pieces left to wear.

Carter snorted, picked up the pistol that had been thrown on the ground, and placed it at will, making a few crisp movements from time to time.

"But I'm a conqueror, and I like to tame lions." It didn't take long for her to be happy, and Eric chuckled.

Carter took a deep breath.

"Hero, time traveler, and now you have another identity, conqueror?" She turned her back to Eric, playing with her pistol.

"I don't believe it."

"Do you need proof from me?" Eric spread his hands and was about to turn when several crisp gunshots rang out from behind him, and bullets shot him in the leg.

When they were about to hit the target, the warhead stopped, and a faint smoke rose between the two men.

In the dim light, Eric could see through the smoke the flames burning in Carter's eyes.

"I want to break your leg so I never leave again." (To be continued!)

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