American comics: This guy is crazy.

Chapter 367 Captain America Lands Freely

"Winter Soldier, Falcon, if your stubbornness leads to the failure of my mission, I will send you to a court-martial," Captain America Walker threatened loudly.

Walker, who became America's military spokesperson, has a very powerful background.

Indeed, if something goes wrong, the military will be biased towards him both morally and logically.

To a large extent, the creation of the new Captain America was a political publicity stunt.

After all, the Avengers' reputation is growing, and they're already gaining momentum to overshadow the official stance.

"Who are you trying to scare?"

Sam's fiery temper flared, and he retorted, "Wearing a theatrical costume and carrying a shield, you really think you're Captain America? I'm a military man too, so arrest me if you dare."

The main reason is that he has a good personal relationship with Colonel Rhodes, the War Machine, and his background is not necessarily inferior to Rhodes'.

"Falcon, are you sure you want to go against me?"

Walker's underbite became even more pronounced, and he seemed to be losing patience.

This investigation into the serum mission is a debut for the new Captain America, essentially raising his profile and hoping to use this opportunity to replace Steve as the Captain America in the public's mind.

The significance of this is self-evident.

At that time, simply campaigning for a presidential candidate will inevitably change people's voting choices.

However, the problem arose when the Winter Soldier and Falcon repeatedly interfered, hindering the progress of the mission.

"You're right, we came here for you."

Sam showed no mercy, constantly giving Bucky meaningful glances and signaling him to join the fray.

Bucky, who is usually taciturn, still chose to respond with a cold gaze.

In reality, they weren't targeting Walker; they were genuinely investigating the source of the serum.

Pakistan has been injected with this type of raw serum and is eager to find out which force is deliberately selling it on the market.

Of course, the version of this serum injected by Steve is the most perfect.

The reason is entirely due to Allen's work. Back then, Hydra stole the single serum, which was far inferior to the mixed version of the double serum. In addition, the formula data has never been deciphered.

This makes the injection effects of Red Skull and Bucky less effective than Steve's overall improvement.

Thanks to decades of technological advancements and repeated serum optimization, the results are quite stable and do not require additional instruments for fusion.

However, during a lull in the fighting between the three parties, the country's army blockaded the city, and armored vehicles surrounded them.

Black eat black!

The largest customers of the serum are warlords in various European countries.

This deal was naturally orchestrated by Gignia's dictator, and the timing of the army's appearance is obvious to anyone with a brain.

Not only could they obtain the serum without paying in US dollars, but they also got the best of both worlds.

As for whether or not to offend the seller, they might rely on their own forces and be so blindly arrogant that they don't take them seriously.

In fact, many dictators are short-sighted, relying on ruthlessness to rise to power, and never deeply consider the power of the interest groups behind the serum.

"Listen up, everyone! Lay down your weapons and surrender. Anyone who disobeys will be considered a spy for the enemy and executed without exception."

As an officer shouted through a loudspeaker, the three parties involved in the firefight quickly took cover.

"I am Captain America, representing America, and I am now calling upon you to arrest the criminals," Walker shouted confidently.

Among all nations, America is undoubtedly the strongest militarily, and smaller countries would normally give it face.

But his response was a barrage of machine gun fire.

A burst of dense firepower riddled the wall where Walker was hiding with bullets.

"This is Gignia. I don't know any Captain America. Surrender immediately," the officer said coldly.

All three parties are from abroad, so even if things escalate, America will be in the wrong and at most seek revenge afterward.

The reason for this is that the international order must be established through the United Nations.

Moreover, the United Nations on Earth has the support of the Justice League and the Avengers, but it is not an international organization from Allen's hometown. It is more like an activity room for the elderly and has no practical significance.

"Damn it, I should have been sunbathing in Hawaii instead of getting involved in this mess."

Sam observed the weapons deployed by the military through drones deployed in the sky.

Once it takes off, dozens of missiles will relentlessly pursue it.

On the ground, the armored vehicles were equipped with heavy machine guns. Despite the serum boost, the group was still unable to withstand the bullets with their bare hands.

"You're already dark-skinned, don't bother getting tanned," Bucky suddenly said.

Sam said with annoyance, "Dude, what time is it? Stop with the dark humor, we should be thinking about..."

Just as he was thinking about how to escape, a familiar figure appeared in the view through Sam's goggles.

"Captain America?"

He should be the second Captain America.

The new Captain America is still hiding behind the cover, while the suddenly appearing Captain America is on the rooftop.

Before the real Captain America, Steve Rogers, left, the entire Avengers held a farewell party.

Based on the timeline, in his mind, Steve, who has lived since World War II, might be an old man wearing diapers.

嘿…

At the same time, the soldiers all looked toward the source of the sound.

Allen, hands on his hips, said smugly, "Captain Deng, I've come to pay my respects."

After saying that, he jumped from the top of a building that was more than ten stories high.

Splat!

It landed freely and lay flat on the ground.

"..."

The soldiers stared in shock.

Who is it?

So he couldn't think straight and jumped off a building.

I was trying to hold in a big one, but I ended up with diarrhea.

"Sorry, my nude pose wasn't right."

Allen jumped up, showing no signs of injury, intending to make a heroic landing, but unfortunately, he landed face-first.

Fortunately, the six max-level professions and the physique of a normal person (72 times stronger) make it seem like a minor bump or knock.

"What...is there for you?"

The officer naturally realized that the other party was no ordinary person. He had survived falling from such a height, whereas a normal person would have died on the spot. He immediately understood that the newcomer was a superhuman, and his tone became much more amiable.

"Obviously, I'm Captain America, here to get my shield."

Allen strode towards Walker behind the cover, extending his hand as if it were the most natural thing in the world, and said, "Give it to me."

"I cannot give it to you; it is state property."

What a joke! He's supposed to be the new Captain America, the successor. He went out on a few days of missions and lost his livelihood. Does he even know how he'll survive in the future?

"That seems to make a lot of sense."

Allen calmly asked, "Are you willing to sacrifice yourself to protect national property?"

"nature…"

The word "willing" almost slipped out, but Walker immediately realized the meaning behind it.

Seeing Allen gripping the concrete wall with both hands as if he were squeezing a tofu board, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

With a wall that a single bullet couldn't penetrate, coupled with his superhuman physique, he couldn't help but wonder if he could withstand a punch from the other party.

"for you."

He wisely offered the round shield with both hands.

"Without a butt and a chin, you can't be Captain America."

Allen gave him an approving look, weighing the round shield in his hand.

As expected, it is no longer made of Adamantium alloy, but rather 100% vibranium.

He had come into contact with round shields during World War II, which were at least five or six times heavier and much worse in performance.

(End of this chapter)