By this time, Eric had come to report to the Science Strategy Corps, and after an experience, it was no longer a stranger to him, and Steve was very happy when he appeared in front of his friends who were also serving there.

In fact, it was also a surprise for Eric, who had planned to get away from the military's attention by using something cutting-edge but not very practical, and by the way, to attract the attention of others, and to create conditions for this unit that was between anomalies and scientific knowledge, and now he could save some effort.

It didn't take long for the regimental station, replenished with a large number of recruits, to move from the coastal area of Manhattan to the Caspian training camp in New Jersey.

Here he found his place.

"If you need anything other than hot water, you can tell me, and I will arm you into an elite division, and then send you to Berlin to meet Your Excellency." Standing in front of the warehouse gate, handing supplies to the soldiers who were about to train, Eric shouted to the young men.

"Just wait and see, we'll take Hitler and take a picture of you, Eric." The soldiers walked past him as if they were colleagues, shouting in the same tones, looking like they were being inspected by their superiors.

During this time, Eric's job was to do the logistics for them.

At first he had a different job, and on the recommendation of the Ministry of Defense, he was appointed by the head of the corps, Colonel Phillips, as an armourer and a researcher on certain unimportant topics, a position in which he could use his specialty.

In fact, although the conditions of the legion are still far from perfect, Eric does not rely on all kinds of cutting-edge instruments to measure calculations, and his magnetic talent gives him a kind of insight instinct that is beyond ordinary people, unlike most of the Ming scholars, who are only inspired by personal desires and interests, but analyze problems from a theoretical point of view before designing any object, and use induction to deepen understanding. It will not be put into practice until the result is absolutely certain.

This habit is outward, which makes his research results unusually large and the success rate is unusually high, which makes people who follow him feel shocked from the bottom of their hearts.

Howard wanted to compete with him at one point, and I have to say that he also has amazing creative and industrial planning abilities, and is a very intelligent master, but the difference between ordinary people and mutants is vividly expressed here. No matter how hard Stark tried and how desperately he tried to catch up. Under the same conditions, he was never able to get half a step past Eric, and was even thrown farther and farther. It's not just mutant talent and epoch-making insight that play a role, but their footing also determines victory or defeat in the eyes of onlookers.

Unlike Mr. Stark, who came from a prestigious school and became famous, was already a prestigious genius scientist and successful man, his eyes were always as proud as the bridge of his nose to the stars in the sky, but Eric, who didn't care what his future would be in this world. He just focused on reality, and at the same time unfolded the blueprint in a planned and selective sequence.

These two different attitudes determine whether their creations are accepted or not, and in the eyes of the vast majority of people, Stark is still unparalleled excellence. Cheng Dù, who is so good that his kind can't understand it, and his creations are always full of avant-garde ideas and bring great risks to users, while Eric is much more rigorous, and his brightness and practicality are low-key. Although it is only one step to half a step ahead of the times, it can greatly improve the overall strength of users.

In this way, everyone in the legion understood their details. Annoyed, Mr. Advisor finally loses patience and asks the Colonel to adjust certain positions that are not suitable for unreliable people under the pretext of providing secret equipment, so Eric is stripped of his research authority and becomes a base support staff.

To others, this is undoubtedly an unjust derogation, but Eric is not against it, he does not live on the salaries of the Allies, and can live well wherever he is.

In the contest some time ago, the soldiers were very familiar with him, and these soldiers liked him very much, and with the experience and intuition of the soldiers, they were very sensitive to know whose products could better save their lives. Although everyone knows that Mr. Advisor and Eric do not have a good relationship, the GIs are not fools, and they know very well that without Eric's competition, the high-ranking millionaires will never set their sights on the same sex who is covered in sweat and smells, so although they are placed below, the middle and lower echelons of the Legion are more closely related to him.

Greeting the lads cordially, Eric and them gave each other a thumbs up as they passed by.

As the young man's figure grew farther and farther away, a woman's voice sounded behind him.

"You're very good at pleasing people."

This is Miss Carter, who has been watching coldly, she is not wearing that boat-shaped hat today, her head is slightly coiled behind her head, and she is still wearing the women's officer uniform that can show the temperament and elegant curves of a military person.

Eric shrugged his shoulders and turned to look at her.

"I wish that was the case, but reason tells me that even if everyone loves Eric, at least one person is dismissive of me."

"Because you're suspicious." , as if the impression changed some time ago and did not exist. "You don't know where you came from, many people can have a relationship with you, Steve, Fury, Stark, and your Ming, the more you do, the more suspicious I think you are."

"But you have no evidence to prove your suspicions." Eric spoke the words of his heart on her behalf.

"And I have reasonable reasons for each of your accusations: my ship was attacked and sank in the Atlantic; The first person I saw when I went ashore was Steve, and it was just a coincidence; While he was wrestling with others in the alley, it was you who drove Fury to me, who was to be pursued; Then the woman's intuition makes you connect this qiē, and from then on whatever I do, you can explain it with your own thoughts - Steve was favored by the doctor because of my arrangement, Fury was close to me, Stark was my intention to get his attention, and now to the Legion I was trying to get his attention. Great, you alone have perfected all the chains of evidence and given me the magic to decide my fate. ”

"Isn't it?".

"I said it was fate, would you believe it?" Eric spread his hands.

"Why don't you say it's God's guidance?" The female agent quipped that she had very conflicting feelings about Eric, admiring his intelligence and laughing at his sarcasm. Unconsciously caught up in his rhythm, always wanting to appear in front of him, find an opportunity to hit him hard, and see him bow to himself.

But this idea is not destined to be realized.

"On this subject, I only have confidence in the factors that may be in zài." Eric looked up, squinted at the figure of the soldier running to the other side of the barracks, and said nonchalantly.

"Nazi tone!" The attitude towards the sacredness immediately drew fierce accusations from Carter.

That's the way it is, perhaps it was Eric's initial teasing that made a bad impression on Miss Carter, and they got into more and more contact during this time, but they always got into a protracted argument after not saying a few words.

"You see, we're in an endless loop. Why can't we make some constructive comments? Eric said helplessly.

"What's your opinion?" His small concession was like a victory for the female agent. She proudly folded her arms and asked slightly defiantly.

"Like ......," Eric stared at her, taking a slight step forward. For example, the topic we started with. If there were no obstacles between us, would you still reject me? ”

Eric's question was a little odd, as if it was hinting at something, but it seemed like it was just following the original topic. She wanted to open her mouth to say "yes" and turn him down, but on the premise of that assumption. Suddenly some kind of solid barrier disappeared, and the support she relied on was no longer there.

At this moment, her noise suddenly became hoarse, and her throat couldn't help but swallow.

The morning sun shines through the treetops outside the warehouse. Turning into a patch of color sprinkled around the two people, the air was filled with a strange atmosphere at some point.

Before he knew it, Eric was one step closer.

"Or will you fall in love with me like everyone else?" He continued to ask...... For a moment she was almost out of breath, only a strong will as the last bastion, and the female agent subconsciously took a step back. Protect yourself without thinking.

"I'm going to handchain you to keep you playboys from hurting other women." She said in a fierce voice, and at some point her hand reached for the holster at her waist.

This action seems to be vigilant, but in fact, it leaks the weak side of her heart.

"Oh, then I'll be yours alone." Eric didn't come closer, he opened his arms and smiled as if he were embracing the world.

The female officer was stammering, and she was a little annoyed and angry at the sudden situation, and was about to make an excuse, when Eric walked past her and closed the door to the warehouse.

"The real playboy is here, and I, the obnoxious German Nazi, will not prevent the United States and Britain from working closely together." He teased with a pun, looked at Howard who was walking towards him in the distance, and said in a teasing tone. Carter followed his gaze, and a well-dressed Mr. Stark was holding a bouquet of pink roses trying to make his way through the company running on the training ground.

Just as she turned her head, Eric suddenly approached, almost to her side, and before she could retreat, one finger pressed down on the two delicate red lips.

At this point, Eric's eyes were firmly fixed on her, as if he were holding her heart with an invisible hand.

"Now, I'm going to take advantage of the dull eyes of the most alert in the entire base to find out the secrets of the allies, and I'm waiting for you to stop them."

He chuckled softly and kissed the back of his white hand.

At this moment, the female agent completely lost her ability to distinguish and was at his mercy like a puppet, and the warm breath soaked from the back of her hand to her heart.

When the hands parted, Eric looked at her deeply, then turned away without looking back.

On the other side, Howard finally waited for the GIs to line up, pulled out a white handkerchief from the smoke and dust of his footsteps, and walked over with his nose covered.

"What did he say?" Howard asked the most beautiful flower in the barracks. "If you don't like it, I can help you get him out." (To be continued!)

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