The Savior of American Comics? I'm the Subspace Evil God!

Chapters 571, 1058, and 1059: Exploring the Camp
"Help us?"

Captain America paused, his brow furrowing slightly. Clearly, he hadn't fully recovered from the earlier question about 'borrowing the car,' and asked with a bewildered expression:

"What do you mean? Didn't we escape from the mall on our own?"

Seeing this, Black Widow raised her hand to cover her smooth forehead, looking speechless, and let out a helpless sigh:

"Come on, Captain, use your super brain enhanced by the [Super Soldier Serum] to think back... You don't really think it's a 'coincidence' that the fire alarm went off unexpectedly in the mall right after we were discovered by Rumlow and his team, do you?"

"Also, didn't you notice? Even after we successfully blended into the panicked crowd and drove away from that area, there was still no sign of fire in the mall, and even the fire sprinkler systems on each floor weren't activated... So this wasn't an accident at all; it was clearly a cover operation with a specific purpose."

"Someone sounded a false alarm at a crucial moment, creating chaos and an opportunity for us to escape!"

At this point, Black Widow took a deep breath, leaned forward slightly, her eyes becoming even more profound. She pinched her chin, muttering to herself with a hint of confusion:
"The problem is that our operation this time is very secretive. Apart from Barton and Bruce, no one else knows what our plan is, what our target location is, or where we are going."

"So that means the person who's been helping us in the shadows definitely isn't Tony or Bruce..."

"And that's exactly what confuses me the most, because right now I really can't think of anyone who could so accurately track our whereabouts and, at the most critical moment, provide timely assistance in such a way that doesn't expose themselves?"

Captain America fell silent upon hearing this, his mind racing as he focused intently on the road ahead.

Suddenly, a name flashed into his mind like lightning in the darkness.

He hesitated for a moment, then said somewhat uncertainly, "Do you think... it could be the [Subspace Group]?!"

"【Subspace Group】?" Black Widow's eyes widened suddenly, as if she had heard something extremely absurd and terrifying.

She stared at Captain America in disbelief for a few seconds, then her brows furrowed as if she were processing the immense amount of information contained in this conjecture.

The car fell into an even longer, somewhat oppressive silence.

After a long silence, Black Widow managed to squeeze out a sentence through gritted teeth, her tone extremely serious: "Captain, I really hope you're wrong this time."

She paused, then turned her gaze to the boundless darkness outside the window. "Because if it really is them, then our 'temporary ally' has a truly terrifying ability to infiltrate, a massive intelligence network, and a control over the situation... terrifying to the point of being unsettling!!"

Captain America naturally understood the deep fear and warning in Black Widow's words, and a complex and conflicted expression appeared on his face.

To be honest, he really wanted to use the powerful resources of the Subspace Group to quickly eliminate the threat from Ultron.

However, the other party's stance and motives have always been unclear, to the point that most members of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers, led by Nick Fury, are full of suspicion and hostility towards the Subspace Corporation.

Even Captain America himself is now unsure whether a connection with such an entity would be a blessing or a curse for himself and others.
Thinking of this, Captain America felt agitated, and his hands on the steering wheel unconsciously gripped it tighter.

Then, the carriage fell into a long silence again, with only the roar of the engine and the heavy breathing of the two people.

……

A few hours later, as the vehicle slowly drove off the main highway and into a more desolate area, the horizon was beginning to lighten with the first hints of dawn.

Finally, following the signal coordinates they had previously tracked, they stopped outside a long-forgotten, abandoned military facility in Witton County, New Jersey.

Before me lay a vast area enclosed by rusty barbed wire. A huge, long-rusted chain hung on the crooked iron gate at the entrance, and a weathered sign nearby bore the faint inscription: “Military Restricted Area, No Unauthorized Entry.”

Behind the barbed wire fence, waist-high withered yellow weeds rustled in the morning breeze.

Further away, rows of old-fashioned red brick barracks and warehouses with peeling paint can be vaguely seen, looking like a gloomy and eerie graveyard from afar, silently telling the story of the desolation and ruin of this place.

Black Widow was the first to push open the car door, her boots making a slight creaking sound as they stepped onto the soft ground.

She walked to the locked gate, took out a powerful flashlight, shone the beam on the warning sign, and then peered through the gaps in the wire mesh, carefully scanning the empty, desolate space inside and the old buildings that clearly belonged to the last century.

She frowned slightly, then turned to Captain America, who had just gotten out of the car and was staring blankly at the gate, and asked, "Captain, you said this place was called... [Caspian Camp]?!"

"Ah... um?!" Captain America seemed to be awakened from a distant memory. He took a deep breath of the cool air, which smelled of earth and grass, and a complex and incomprehensible look of reminiscence appeared on his face. He slowly nodded. "That's right, this is the Caspian Camp. When I first joined the army, I participated in the training and basic training here."

To everyone's surprise, Black Widow's brows furrowed even more upon hearing this answer.

She waved her phone, which had a tracking function, and the light spot on the screen representing the signal source came from the abandoned camp in front of them.

"That's strange... The source of the encrypted signal we traced was ultimately located here, but look here..."

She shone her flashlight across the dilapidated barracks in the distance. "This place has been abandoned for at least several decades. The power supply has probably been cut off long ago... No matter how you look at it, it doesn't seem like a place that could have such advanced technology."

"Well... I don't know either." Captain America shook his head, a weary smile on his face.

Then he stepped forward without hesitation, took the Vibranium Shield from his back, and smashed it with its incredibly sturdy edge against the lock on the door, which was secured with an iron chain.

Clang!
A crisp metallic snapping sound pierced the quiet countryside.

The chain broke at the sound.

Captain America pushed open the creaking iron gate, which looked like it might fall apart at any moment, with a slight effort. He nodded towards the overgrown camp inside and said, "However, we'll find out what the situation is once we go in and take a look."

Then the two of them, one after the other, followed the overgrown path into this land that had been forgotten by the world for more than half a century.

The wild grass beneath their feet reached above their calves, and the dew quickly soaked their trouser legs.

The abandoned barracks stood like silent, giant tombstones, eerie and desolate. Most of the windows were broken, and the darkness inside was like a series of black, gaping eyes, staring unblinkingly at the two uninvited guests who had intruded.

The two quickly entered the camp, the beams of their flashlights sweeping across the mottled red brick walls, the old slogans with peeling paint, and the empty window frames.

As Captain America gazed at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery, his pace gradually slowed down.

His gaze slowly swept over his surroundings, and the look of reminiscence in his eyes grew stronger.

Every blade of grass, every brick and tile here stirred up precious memories deep within him, memories that belonged exclusively to 'Brooklyn Kid' Steve Rogers. Walking ahead, Black Widow, while intently watching the location of the signal source on her phone, trying to pinpoint the exact location, couldn't help but ask in a slightly teasing tone:

"So, Captain, how much has it changed here?"

As the faint light of dawn broke in the east, Captain America once again surveyed the land that had witnessed the turning point in his destiny. He tried to respond in a more relaxed tone, but the deep emotions in his heart became difficult to conceal as the words reached his lips:
"It's a little...it seems to have gotten even more worn out."

When he reached an old flagpole in the camp, its iron rusted and almost broken, he involuntarily stopped in his tracks.

In my mind, like an old movie playing, scenes from the training camp that took place more than seventy years ago immediately appeared.

Back then, he was a short, thin recruit, as frail as a stick, always panting and left far behind the rest of the team during every training exercise.

However, although his physical fitness was always lacking, he was always full of fighting spirit. Even if he fell, he would get up immediately, and even if he was left behind, he would do his best to finish the race.

Of course, there was also General Chester Phillips, with his fiery temper and booming voice, who was always chasing after him, yelling:

"Hurry up, Rogers... are you a woman? Run faster! Run faster! Do you, you little bean sprout, want to go to the battlefield and be a toothpick for the Nazis?!"

For Captain America, all the sweat, humiliation, perseverance, and ultimate 'transformation' he had endured seemed as vivid as if they had happened just yesterday when he revisited the place.

While Captain America was still immersed in memories of the past, Black Widow had already quickly patrolled the perimeter of the camp.

She returned to the vicinity of the flagpole, her face showing obvious frustration and confusion: "Damn it! The signal source clearly indicates that it is coming from this coordinate point, it can be said to be accurate... but I can't detect any abnormal thermal imaging signals here, no active radio waves, not even the slightest energy fluctuation!"

She scratched her head in frustration. "Could it be that the guy who wrote that encryption program and led us here deliberately generated fake IP addresses and locations to mislead us?"

"Damn it, they even fooled the tracking program that Dr. Reed developed himself. It looks like we've met our match this time. We definitely need to find an expert who understands tracking technology and network countermeasures better to help us..."

[Black Widow] muttered to herself as she turned and walked out of the camp, pondering which skilled hackers she could contact for help.

But after taking only a few steps, she stopped and turned back in confusion.

Because she noticed that Captain America hadn't followed and was still standing in the same spot, his sharp gaze fixed on a bunker-like building on the edge of the camp that looked more sturdy, lower, and almost half-buried underground than the other barracks.

"Captain?" Black Widow teased, somewhat puzzled. "Are you planning to stay here overnight?"

“Wait a minute, Natasha.” Captain America raised his hand, signaling her to be quiet.

Using the increasingly bright morning light, he carefully examined the old bunker building not far away, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper. "Something... isn't right there."

"Something's not right?" Upon hearing this, Black Widow immediately became alert, her right hand unconsciously pressing on the weapon at her waist.

“If I remember correctly…” Captain America’s voice became more and more certain, “The Army regulations at the time clearly stipulated that within 500 meters of all densely populated buildings such as barracks and command posts, it was strictly forbidden to build warehouses or bunkers for storing dangerous military supplies such as ammunition and fuel, in order to prevent a chain of disasters in the event of an accident.”

He pointed to the bunker across the street, "Look at its location, it's almost right next to the main barracks area back then... This bunker violated the most basic security regulations from the very location it was built."

Upon hearing this, Black Widow's eyes lit up.

A building that violated military regulations from over 70 years ago appeared in an abandoned training camp, and happened to be the location that the signal source they were tracking eventually pointed to.

Anyone with eyes can see that this is definitely not just a coincidence!

The two quickly arrived at the entrance to the bunker.

On the heavy metal gate, there was also a large padlock that looked very old, but it seemed to be less rusted than the one on the camp gate.

Without a word, Captain America raised the Vibranium Shield again, and with a crisp 'clang,' the lock was cleanly and decisively broken.

Captain America forcefully pulled open the heavy metal door, producing a series of harsh scraping sounds.

call……

A musty smell, a mixture of dust and mold, wafted out from the dark passageway behind the door.

A downward concrete staircase appeared before them, its bottom seemingly invisible.

"Stay alert," Captain America said in a low voice, then stepped forward with his shield in hand.

Black Widow followed closely behind, her powerful flashlight illuminating the dusty, cobweb-covered stairs.

Although the two tried to be as quiet as possible when they stepped on the ground, the sound of their footsteps still echoed back and forth in the enclosed and empty underground space, adding to the eerie atmosphere.

After descending about four or five meters, the two finally arrived at a flat area.

"Here's the switch."

Black Widow quickly used her flashlight to find an old-fashioned light switch next to the stairs. On a whim, she pressed the dusty button hard.

After a brief silence, a soft buzzing sound came from above their heads. Then, rows of old-fashioned incandescent chandeliers with metal lampshades flickered a few times from near to far before lighting up.

The dim but steady light instantly dispelled the surrounding darkness, illuminating the entire underground space as bright as day.

This is a spacious underground hall, furnished with some old desks, chairs, and filing cabinets.

The air was somewhat stagnant, and a large amount of dust was clearly visible under the light.

But what's most eye-catching is the huge, iconic pattern on the wall directly opposite the hall, which made Captain America and Black Widow's pupils shrink instantly... It's a circular eagle emblem.

Within the outer ring of the eagle emblem, there is a line of text that, though slightly faded, is still clearly visible: 【Homeland Strategic Defense, Attack, and Logistics Support Bureau】!

(End of this chapter)