Rogers frowned, turned his head to look at the carnival on the radio, ‘Leather hit the park with one blow...’

　　 "click"

　　 The white door was pushed open, and a white woman walked in.

　　 has burgundy curly hair, is wearing a retro white shirt, long skirt, and a dark brown tie around his neck.

　　A nice face, with a slightly overdone but more energetic lipstick makeup, two curved eyebrows, made Rogers's first reaction that it was Agent Carter.

　　 "Good morning, or should I say, good afternoon."

　　 glanced at the watch, and said naturally, everything seemed so natural and smooth.

　　 But Rogers, who had just awakened from his deep sleep, looked at him warily.

　　 "Where am I?"

　　 "You are in a postoperative recovery room in New York."

　　 The nurse smiled and looked at Rogers and said.

　　 The breeze has been blowing in the room, and even the white curtains by the windows are floating. Everything is so normal.

　　‘The Dodgers lead by eight to four, the Dodgers! It’s really a wonderful game, everyone...’

　　 The radio has not stopped broadcasting, and the baseball game is still live broadcast.

　　 But the result of this match made Rogers, who had always been skeptical, completely suspicious.

　　 Rogers, who has been running around on the battlefield, has sharp eyes, "Where am I!!!"

　　The female nurse whispered suspiciously, "I don't understand what you mean."

　　 "This game was in May 1941. I knew it because I was there."

　　 After hearing these words, the female nurse who had always been calm and self-confident, she thought she had no flaws, and the smile on her face slowly disappeared.

　　 Rogers stood up, weighing more than two hundred kilograms, the crib squeaked overwhelmedly, and the huge figure of 1.9 meters tall walked towards her slowly.

　　 "Let me ask again, where am I?" His words were angry.

　　 The female agent discovered that the matter had been exposed, and Rogers did not follow any of the set plots.

　　 The small siren held in his hand was pressed quietly.

　　 She continued, "Captain Rogers."

"who are you!!"

　　 Rogers’ eyes were filled with distrust.

The door behind 　　 opened again, and two fully armed special forces members walked in.

　　 The shocking aura and the weapons that Rogers couldn't understand all over his body made him take two steps back slightly.

　　 Rogers looked at the two warily. In the next moment, Rogers rushed up, pinched the two fighters and threw them out.

　　 The huge force caused the two of them to directly smash the iron skin of the outer container, and fell to the ground, unable to get up.

　　 Rogers also stepped out, only to realize that this is a closed space, and everything inside is fake.

　　 But the impact of modernization did more damage to Rogers, rushing towards the only door.

　　 "Captain Rogers, wait!"

　　The female agent yelled from behind, but Rogers did not stop his panicked footsteps.

　　 The two soldiers on the other side of the container also hurriedly chased after her. She picked up the intercom in her hand and quickly reported.

　　 Nick Fury, who has been paying attention here, also got up and walked out at the same time.

　　 "Attention all agents, alarm No. 13, attention all agents, alarm No. 13."

　　 Rogers walked through the gate and hurriedly walked to the outside corridor.

　　There are many suits and leather shoes around, and the agents walking around with documents in their hands are all busy with their own affairs.

　　 Rogers ran out as far as he could in a panic, bumping into a few people on the way.

　　 But as the female agent's alarm sounded, all those who were looking curiously threw down the files in their hands and rushed over, and dozens of people gathered around.

　　 Rogers didn't have any entangled thoughts. He just wanted to leave here. Although he had some guesses in his heart, he didn't want to believe it.

　　 Beyond the physical fitness of ordinary people, everyone can't catch up with Rogers's footsteps. They ran out with strides, and even left the commercial building used by SHIELD as a cover.

　　 ran out of the gate and into the streets of Washington, looking at the yellow taxis passing by, the surrounding tall buildings, the cars running beyond Rogers' recognition, and the unknowing people around.

　　 He didn't dare to stop his footsteps, and even hoped in his heart that this place was just made by Hydra to confuse him.

　　 He can't stop running.

　　 Because I stopped, I had to face this cruel reality.

　　 keep running, keep running, from a remote street to the busiest street.

　　 I looked at the huge tall buildings around me, the illuminated billboards, the bustling street scene, and the bustling crowd around me.

　　 Rogers stood alone in the middle of the busiest street, looking at the surrounding scenes, but his heart was endlessly lonely.

　　 Suddenly, more than a dozen uniform black commercial vehicles ran up behind him and surrounded Rogers.

　　 Rogers' feet were tight, and he seemed to be ready to leave again.

　　 "Don't be nervous, soldier."

　　 A figure passed from behind.

　　Nick Fury walked over, and the rest of the people blocked one after another, preventing the crowd who came to watch the excitement.

　　 looked at the brawny blond man in front of him who was wearing rough clothes.

　　 He just ran 4.8 kilometers in ten minutes.

　　 "I am deeply sorry for that performance, but we think it is best for you to accept this slowly."

　　 Rogers looked at Nick Fury in front of him, trying to calm his breath quickly~lightnovelpub.net~ What do you accept? "

　　 "You have been asleep, Captain, for about seventy years."

　　’70 years! ’

　　 Rodgers was dizzy with a stick.

　　 ‘seventy years, seventy years’, Rogers had this word in his mind.

　　 Looking at everything unfamiliar around her, she still thinks of that woman.

　　 "Next Saturday, at the Stork Club, at eight o'clock in the evening, you are not allowed to be late, understand?"

　　 "I still can't dance."

　　 "I will teach you, as long as you come."

　　 And the brilliant light advertisements around brought Rogers back into reality.

"Are you OK?"

　　 "It's okay, it's just...I have a date."

　　......

　　 "Oh! I won, I won, Brother Leo, you are taking me to the toy store tomorrow, I want a new toy!"

　　 Peter, who was ten years old soon, put down the gamepad in his hand and called out cheering.

　　 On the electronic screen, in a fighting game, Leo's character is already lying in the place unable to move, and Peter's character is still standing successfully.

　　 "Okay, I will take you tomorrow."

　　Leo rubbed Peter's head. He was 1.68 meters and he could easily hold Peter.

　　 "Peter, haven't you eaten well recently? Why don't you feel that you are not long?"

　　 The two children are playing, and the adults are busy with dinner in the kitchen.

　　 I bought a lot of decorations today, and two little guys will dress up the house.

　　 The whole home is filled with the joyful atmosphere of the New Year, and Leo is also more relaxed than ever.

　　 "The New Year will be celebrated in a few days, I have enough rest, get ready to start work!"