Marvel’s Superman

After everything was settled, Luke spent the next few days dealing with various social situations.

From the press conference held by the White House to the celebration dinner held by various military departments, the rotation has never stopped.

Everyone sees him with a smile and a lot of admiration, and the atmosphere is so harmonious that Luke almost has the illusion that "the war has been won".

According to the plot of the movie, if Captain America hadn't stopped Hydra Red Skull's bombing plan, the Allies might not have won so smoothly.

"...I am very honored to present this Medal of Honor, a symbol of bravery, to Brigadier General Luke Cavill! He is a hero of the Confederate States and our hero!"

On the White House lawn, President Roosevelt in a wheelchair personally put the medal representing the highest military honor on Luke's chest.

Afterwards, the two shook hands cordially and took a group photo.

It is estimated that the headlines of all newspapers tomorrow will be news about this matter.

"Although I heard that you are very young, I didn't expect you to be so young! You must know that at your age, my mind is full of how to talk to the hottest girl in school!"

After the award ceremony, there was a luncheon at the White House, and the entourage pushed Mr. President to Luke's side.

As the longest-serving and highly-rated person in power in American history, the other party knows how to bring people closer together.

During the whole conversation, Mr. President only talked about Luke's parents who died early, the difficult past at school, and Uncle Frank.

Act like a gentle and gracious elder rather than a powerful person in a high position.

"I just made some insignificant contributions, just like those soldiers on the battlefield."

When Luke speaks beautiful words, he doesn't fall behind.

Politicians love to be roundabout, even politicians like Roosevelt.

"Dwight and I, thank you for your gift. Luke - may I call you that! I've seen many good young people, but you're still the best of them all!"

Mr. President finally got to the point and said with a smile: "In return, what should I do for you? This war is not over yet, the distribution of many ... interests is difficult to determine, and your seat is already eye-catching enough. , it is not difficult to continue to move up.”

"I want to go back to the battlefield and end this war with my own hands."

Luke spoke in a loud voice, and he couldn't see the slightest falsification on his face.

For him, the position of brigadier general is not enough.

Taking advantage of the fact that the war is not over, it is the key to seize the time to get the record.

Don't look at Roosevelt being polite to himself now. When the dust of World War II settles, if Luke has no other use value except the halo of honor above his head, the other party will definitely treat him as a passerby.

By the way, if nothing else, the president in a wheelchair may die of a brain hemorrhage before the war is completely over.

With that said, Truman, as vice president, is a worthwhile investment.

A series of thoughts ran through Luke's head.

"Uh……"

Mr. President, who was waiting to write a bunch of empty checks, was stunned for a moment. Why didn't this young brigadier general play cards according to the routine.

Obviously it should be his own promise, win the relationship, and then reap the gratitude and accept it as a confidant...

How did it become a righteous and awe-inspiring initiative to fight?

"Then I will contact the Allied Command."

Mr. President said dryly.

Looking at Luke who was leaving, he restrained his smile.

He had set a goal long ago not to be the mascot of the federal government.

Neither politicians nor capital groups can buy themselves.

"Who would be willing to be subservient to others."

Luke held the champagne in his hand, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Your Excellency Brigadier General, I'm a reporter from the Daily Bugle! Can I take a picture?"

The young reporter saw Mr. President leaving, and the entourage, who did not stop him, trotted over.

He struggled to carry the bulky camera and looked at Luke expectantly.

Clarion Daily?

Dare to love this is still an old newspaper?

Luke raised his eyebrows and stood up straight with a kind and polite smile on his face.

"Can."

Click!

A flash, the picture freezes.

The burly stature and handsome face of the young brigadier general will be spread around the world in printed newspapers.

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...

"It doesn't look like you're very happy, Steve—oh no, I should have called you Captain America. Who's going to take care of the Germans? It's the Stars and Stripes man with big plans!"

By the time Luke met Rogers, it had been a week since he returned to New York.

The Allied Command finally agreed to this young brigadier general who wanted to go to the front line to go to the battlefield.

Luke, who was free, made a special trip to visit his old friend. He also hummed the familiar melody that was well known in the streets.

It's just that Rogers didn't seem too happy to hear the song, and turned his head in shame and said, "Stop making fun of me, Luke -- or do you want me to call you Superman too? I don't like it at all now. life!"

Backstage at the Broadway theater, Captain America in a tight costume and a star-spangled shield in his hand, with a frustrated expression on his face.

There is no more unwavering and high fighting spirit than before!

He has become a bond-selling tool in the hands of senators.

Everyday life is to cooperate with publicity, perform on stage, and then take pictures.

Saying the same lines, doing repetitive actions, like a machine!

"You're the hero of comic books and movies, the Captain America everyone admires..."

Luke patted the other person on the shoulder and said this on purpose.

"They just need an idol! A clown on stage! You're the real hero! By the way, I haven't congratulated you yet, Commodore Cavill!"

Rogers shook his head, cheered up his mood, and said with a smile.

His initial purpose of joining the army was to make his due contribution to the war just like the soldiers on the front line.

Instead of being a clown, standing on the stage and speaking meaningless lines, selling all kinds of bonds issued by the country.

"I thought you'd like the feeling, big Broadway star, you're known everywhere you go."

Luke hooked Rogers' neck with his hand and said with a smile.

"But you've changed a lot. I used to have to bend down to get your shoulders."

Rogers turned his face away, ignored his friend's teasing, and said in a tired tone: "You know, I went to the Caspian training camp in New Jersey last time - the same place we stayed. Every soldier is talking about you, saying It depends on your training experience and your legend."

"Really! I'm so happy and proud of you! Luke, you deserve this honor! I wanted to tell them you were my friend! But I'm afraid the soldiers will ask why you're on the front line , and I'm hiding behind..."

Rogers, known as "Captain America", laughed as if he was self-deprecating.

He was tired of the present day, but he couldn't resist.

It is the duty of a soldier to obey orders.

And the senator obtained the consent of the military, and Rogers could only be obedient.

"Then you can go to Europe with me."

Luke, like before in Brooklyn, wrapped his arms around Rogers' shoulders and said the surprising good news in an understated tone.

"Europe...really?"

It took a few seconds for Rogers to react, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

"But what about the military? Senators won't agree!"

Soon, Rogers' eyes dimmed again.

He knew Luke was trying to help him, but it would be bad to get in trouble.

Senator Brandt has a strong presence on the committee and has a good relationship with the military.

"Hey, little Brooklyn man, standing in front of you is a brigadier general, an Allied hero, a rising star with a Presidential Medal."

Luke pretended to be annoyed, frowned, and said his title seriously.

In fact, before driving here, he went to see the Senator Brandt.

Hearing of his intention, the arrogant senator simply agreed without saying a word.

Before Luke left, the other party even begged him not to blame him and kept his attitude low.

This is the true character of a politician, bullying the soft and fearing the hard, and steering at the wind!

"How is it? Captain America, do you want to go to the European battlefield and see how powerful Hydra is with me!"

Hearing Luke's invitation, Rogers nodded sharply, his eyes full of surprise.

He feels that his life has seen hope again!

"Thank you, Luke."

Rogers said gratefully.

"You should call me Commander."

Luke laughed twice and pulled Captain America out of the Broadway theater.

"Go! Let's go have a drink! Celebrate Captain America's new life and celebrate our reunion!"

The two figures crossed their shoulders, walked onto the street talking and laughing, and disappeared into the crowd.

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