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Chapter 41 The Death of Captain America Steve Rogers

"The equipment is working properly; serum enhancement can begin."

Howard adhered to the rigor of science, repeatedly debugging and checking the equipment to ensure that the experiment would not go wrong.

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Steve, the protagonist of the day.

If successful, America will create a superhuman army that will sweep away the Axis powers with overwhelming force.

"Old Deng, don't be afraid, you'll be a hero again in eighteen years," Allen comforted him.

You're a really nice person.

With mixed feelings, Steve walked towards the serum fusion machine and lay down inside the space capsule-like device.

Like many researchers, they were extremely nervous. If the failure was not just a matter of losing a life, the entire project might be put on hold, and all the hard work they had put in would be for naught.

As the hatch closed, Steve closed his eyes and awaited the outcome.

Dr. Erskine removed the metal box containing the super serum and took out the serum drug stored inside.

He was only studying the serum; the injection of the fusion component was performed by Howard.

They were installed one by one at the injection slot interface, and then they turned to look at Howard, who was waiting.

"Phase One Preparation"

Howard shouted, and the power control personnel switched on the power switch.

Immediately, indicator lights on multiple devices lit up, indicating that the power supply was working properly.

"Allen, do you think it can succeed?"

Wilson looked at the serum analyzer with anticipation.

He was a complete novice in bioenhancing research, but that didn't mean he lacked curiosity.

"Things won't be fun if he dies."

A mysterious smile played on Allen's lips.

At that moment, Wilson raised an eyebrow, already sensing that something was definitely wrong.

Having spent so much time together, he had a fairly good understanding of Allen's personality. He was not one to be content with a peaceful life; it was simply not in his nature to not cause some trouble.

Of course, he didn't ask for details, and unsurprisingly, Allen would jump out and show off.

For example, I myself am a good example; I announced the truth as soon as I boarded the fake cargo ship belonging to S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Entering Phase Two!"

In an instant, the serum entered the fusion instrument through the catheter.

Meanwhile, through the instrument's glass window, one can see the light gradually increasing.

"Old Huo uses an optical transmission method for fusion, which is much safer than conventional injection. Its advantages are more complete absorption and very balanced enhancement."

Allen stroked his chin, figuring out how the instrument worked.

How do you know so much?

Wilson looked at him incredulously. Allen shouldn't be a mechanical engineering expert, but he was actually well-versed in the field of energy.

"Ah Sen, read more books when you have free time."

Allen commented, "The downside is that the light energy is unstable, and if there's even a slight mishap, it'll end up burnt on the outside and raw on the inside."

"..."

Wilson could understand others advising him to read more books and learn more, but hearing it from the mouth of a mentally ill person always felt quite awkward.

In reality, Allen had been cramming on knowledge and leveling up his skills.

"Enter the third phase!" Howard commanded.

As the power output increased, Steve's face could no longer be seen inside the device, as if it were filled with bathroom heater bulbs.

"ah…"

At this moment, Steve let out a painful groan.

This made everyone present very nervous.

"Stop, he'll be killed."

Dr. Erskine anxiously tried to stop him.

On the one hand, they were worried about people getting hurt, and on the other hand, they were worried about the experiment failing, which would lead to the military terminating its research funding.

"Don't stop, I can hold on."

Steve's belief sustained the experiment, and he never gave up easily.

He didn't want to go back to his frail appearance and hoped to realize his ambitions.

Everyone wore tense expressions, constantly on guard for any unexpected situations.

So far, the experiment is going very smoothly; the only question is whether the experimental target can withstand the test.

"Why aren't you nervous at all? You and Steve have been getting quite close these past few days," Wilson asked curiously.

If Allen gets attached to someone, he'll go to great lengths to get back at them.

Actually, he quite hoped that Allen would cause trouble for others.

Allen clenched his fist and made a cheering gesture: "Success is never accidental, it's inevitable, oh yeah!"

Suddenly, the power supply to the equipment began to weaken.

Howard set a threshold and calculated the process of sufficient serum fusion multiple times.

Once the threshold is reached, the equipment automatically reduces energy consumption.

puff!

Depressurize and open the hatch.

The once skinny Steve has been transformed into a muscular man standing at 1.88 meters tall.

Panting heavily, he stepped out of the machine, his chest rising and falling with Steve's breath.

Carter, the only woman present, was practically drooling with desire, and couldn't help but touch her taut chest muscles.

"The patient has severe breast hyperplasia, with an initial size of C cup. Dr. Allen recommends wearing Magic Breast Support for physical therapy."

Steve and Carter both looked at Allen, who was talking nonsense with a straight face.

"Steve, how are you feeling?" Carter asked with concern.

"Nothing has ever been better."

Steve looked at his powerful arms and his eight-pack abs, which he never dared to imagine.

"It seems the surgery was a success, but the aftereffect is a sense of self-importance."

Allen adjusted his non-existent monocle in his right eye: "I suggest conservative treatment, including regular, humiliating beatings for two hours to suppress the out-of-control bully syndrome."

"..."

Please, have some decency. After being beaten for two hours, can you still be considered human?

Bang!

A sudden explosion.

In an instant, sparks flew and glass shattered.

The crowd that came to observe was in complete chaos.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the hidden spies quickly approached the remaining vial of super serum.

"The protective serum, that's the only one available," Dr. Erskine anxiously reminded him.

He poured his heart and soul into the research and development over several years, regarding it as something that transcended his own life.

bang bang bang...

Three shots rang out, and the spy agent shot and killed Dr. Erskine without hesitation.

This was clearly intended to curb America's idea of ​​forming a superhuman army.

The spies and agents came prepared and withdrew immediately after succeeding.

Evacuate quickly along the pre-prepared route.

At this moment, everyone in S.H.I.E.L.D. was concerned about Dr. Erskine's safety.

"The serum must be recovered; it cannot fall into the hands of the Axis powers."

After saying that, Dr. Erskine died.

It is said that Steve is chasing after the direction in which the spy agent fled.

Allen looked at the dead Dr. Erskine and wondered if he had indirectly caused his death.

He only told the Soviet Union about the serum; according to the normal plot, it should have been the Axis agents who killed him.

It seems we'll have to wait for the investigation results, otherwise Allen is prepared to shed three tears to express his apology.

Carter and Colonel Phillips gave chase to provide support.

However, Steve was found lying on the ground, shot, in an alley.

"The Axis powers stole the serum. His small submarine had Axis insignia. There was another group also trying to steal the serum. I was hit by them."

Steve persisted until he could utter some useful information before falling into a coma.

"Steve, hang in there!" Carter shouted urgently.

(End of this chapter)