I Am In Marvel

More than a month later.

New York, Brooklyn, Highland Street.

In the winter, the pedestrian streets gradually become prosperous under the rising sun. It is just after Christmas and the New Year will soon be ushered in. Despite being at the warring stage during World War II, New York, a major economic city, was still not affected by the smoke of war.

In winter mornings, people in coats rush around the streets, busy with work and livelihoods.

From time to time, some hooded children can be seen holding a stack of black and white newspapers, trotting quickly through the crowded streets and shouting:

"The latest New York Times! Major Kyle and Lieutenant Steve, the two led the troops to annihilate the German fortress base again!"

"Wall Street Journal! Two American heroes fought brilliantly again, and the German front line retreated 20 miles due to insufficient resources!"

"Victorious in a hundred battles, the iron-blooded officer who turned the tide of the battle, today I will explain to you the path of glory for Major Kyle!"

The newspapers during this period were basically the first to print and publish battle reports of front-line battles, let alone reports of victory in battles. Once logged out, it will be snapped up by the nationals.

No, the red-faced newspaper salesman bought two stacks of newspapers in just half an hour on the street where the wind was howling.

It turns out that even if World War II did not ostensibly affect New York, it was enough to make people worry about American troops on the front lines, hoping and praying that they would end the war soon.

"Can you give me a copy?" A blonde girl wearing a purple scarf smiled and waved gently to the newspaper boy who ran across the street.

The boy trotted over immediately, took the change, and delivered the last daily newspaper in his hand to the girl's vegetable basket.

He opened his eyes wide, looked at the girl's delicate face like an angel, and couldn't help but praised: "Big sister, you look really good."

"The mouth is quite sweet." The blond girl's beautiful eyes curled up with a smile, as if her warm smile was about to melt the surrounding snow, which made many gentlemen passing by on the street frequently hit the streetlights.

"It's time to go home." Lucy breathed the air, elegantly holding the vegetables and newspapers in the basket, and started to return home.

Calling it home, it's actually just the house where Kyle used to live. Located at No. 199 Hailan Street, it is a classic European and American style duplex villa with a balcony garden.

Lucy took off her boots and entered the door. There was a heater in the house, and the temperature was much warmer than outside, so she also took off her padded coat, revealing the graceful figure that couldn't be concealed by the sweater inside.

After placing the basket on the table, Lucy changed her elegant and dignified appearance outside, and excitedly quickly took out several newspapers in the basket and spread them out on the table.

Newspapers have both headlines and pictures, but the protagonists in the headlines and pictures of these newspapers are all very different. They are either a stern young man with a round shield and swinging arms, or a ruthless young man in a black suit and a long sword rushing towards the enemy. .

Below the picture in the newspaper, there are detailed profiles of the characters.

'Steve Rogers, 23, Captain America, Lieutenant Officer. ’

(Captain Steve's first battle in his life was to go deep into the third enemy rear area with Major Kyle, break down the factory base, rescue 500 prisoners of American soldiers who were trapped in cages, and successfully break through.

He called himself Captain America, and he always rushed to the front with a shield, leading a team of soldiers to win five German military factory bases within a month, minimizing the damage to his own personnel.

He is a patriot, a super soldier, a hero incarnation of American justice! )

...

Lucy quickly browsed Steve's profile, and Mei Mu's urgent gaze fell on the other side, the longer and more cumbersome profile.

'Kyle Dorff, 23, the youngest officer in history. ’

Seeing this, Lucy showed a satisfied and sweet smile, opened her lips lightly, and read out the brief introduction of Kyle's next personal deeds:

"Major Kyle is the youngest recipient of the rank of major in the history of the United States. He was the first to infiltrate the enemy base in the counterattack operation, with a disparity of 1:00 in numbers, and annihilated the German commander and the main force. He succeeded. A chance to win the battle on the front line.

So far, the campaigns led by Major Kyle have ended in victory, often with one person fighting a team of enemies. According to incomplete statistics, the number of killed enemies recorded in his name has exceeded 10,000, which is a real enemy of 10,000!

He is a hero who represents the symbol of American power! He was a war madman who was feared by the Germans, nicknamed 'Devil' and 'Dicide' (translated as Devil and Killing God).

In the latest news, the President of the United States has awarded the Medal of Honor to Major Kyle. "

After reading it smoothly in one breath, Lucy's face turned red with joy. Although such a large-scale publicity and praise of Kyle's reports will be published frequently during this period, but every time she will buy such newspapers and visit them day after day.

"A few months ago, I was just a new recruit who broke into the enemy's base, and he became a major officer so quickly. He is also a hero who represents the power of the United States, hum!"

Lucy pursed her pink lips. She was really under a lot of pressure right now. Not to mention New York City, even young women from all over the United States were obsessed with the ruthless youth in the newspaper in front of her.

After all, movie screening rooms in some big cities will also show some combat documentaries on the battlefield from time to time.

And Kyle and Steve, it can be said that for the past few months, they are like the protagonists in war documentaries. The perfect posture of heroically killing the enemy and charging into the battle, with the powerful personal strength of one enemy and more, as well as the young and handsome face are all revealed.

When they were on the screen, a gesture of raising their arms or looking at the camera was enough to trigger the frantic screams of some young girls in spring.

"Anyway, Kyle was the first to know me."

"Little Lucy, you have to cheer up, there is no reason to lose to those women."

Lucy cheered secretly, curled up on the sofa, a bit like a woman waiting for her husband to return, and finally muttered resentfully, "It's almost New Year's Eve, and I don't know when Kyle will be back..."

At this point, hundreds of miles away from New York, in the Glacier Mountains behind enemy lines.

Below, a rugged train track stretches from the side of the snow-capped mountain to the distance. There are snow-capped peaks everywhere, and the wind is fierce and snowflakes are scattered.

On the top of one of the snow-capped mountains, a group of dozens of American soldiers wrapped in military coats were lurking, listening to intelligence messages from the rear base through monitoring instruments.

Fury said firmly: "It has been confirmed that there is an important figure in the Hydra organization on the train that is about to pass, a newly appointed middle-aged and elderly German scientist-Warner Tours."

"Okay, let's get on the train. This time we just get prisoners, so don't go with so many people." Kyle said quickly, looking at Steve beside him.

Steve nodded: "Just me, you, and Bucky. The three of us are all good soldiers, and we don't have to be afraid of how many guards there are on the train."

"OK." Kyle nodded and agreed. In fact, he was alone in this matter, and he was not afraid of danger.

Kyle, Steve, Bucky.

The three of them got ready, stood side by side on the edge of the cold and windy peak, looked down at the hundreds of meters of hillside drop, and patiently waited for the arrival of the enemy train.