American comics start with asking Iron Man a question.

"Stark, you shameful thief from a family of thieves!"

"All of this should have been mine; you stole what was rightfully mine!"

The burly man bit down hard on the toothpick in his mouth, as if that toothpick were Iron Man, using it to vent his anger.

This burly man was none other than Ivan Vanko, who had a close connection with Iron Man.

Ivan Vanko may not be anything special, but his father, Anton Vanko, was Howard Stark's partner, and the two of them worked together to develop the Arc Reactor.

However, the two later had a difference in their ideas. Anton Vanko wanted to make money using the Arc Reactor, but Howard manipulated things and sent him to Siberia.

From then on, Howard became a high-ranking official in America, while Anton Vanko was left to wander in a foreign land, living a life of hunger and cold.

His hatred for Howard Stark is understandable.

This hatred was also passed down to his son, Ivanvanko.

Ivanvanko, like a rat, has spent years hiding in this dark, sunless room, all for the sake of creating a deadly weapon.

A powerful weapon capable of dethroning Iron Man and restoring the honor of the Vanko family.

And now, that ultimate weapon is complete!

After a few simple adjustments, Ivanvanko put on a metal exoskeleton.

At first glance, the metal exoskeleton was extremely rudimentary, even deserving of the description "shabby".

However, on the two arms of the metal exoskeleton, there were two long metal whips, which were also not very noticeable.

But when Ivanvanko supplied the power, dazzling arcs of electricity crackled and flickered on the two metal whips.

They turned into two electric whips!

Snapped!

With a flick of his wrist, Ivanvanko lashed the television hanging on the wall, cleaving it in two.

A cold, smug smile crept across Ivanvanko's face.

……

At this very moment.

Inside a secret S.H.I.E.L.D. base in New York.

In a room resembling a hospital ward, a man with short blond hair lay on the bed. It must be said that the man's physique was absolutely perfect.

Especially his well-developed pectoral muscles, which many women would envy and be jealous of.

"Another high ball, a high ball out of bounds!"

"So the Dodgers' score is tied at four to four."

On the bedside table sat an old-fashioned radio, broadcasting a sports news report.

These sounds continued to reach the man's ears on the bed. He slowly opened his eyes, sat up, and looked around at his surroundings.

There was a hint of confusion on his face.

Am I already dead?

Where is this?

The man was none other than Captain America, Steve Rogers, who had been rescued from the Arctic Ocean by Nick Fury and his crew.

Squeak!

The door was pushed open at that moment, and a very curvaceous blonde woman walked in, politely saying to Captain America, "Good morning, or rather... good afternoon!"

"Where am I?" Captain America asked with a hint of wariness in his eyes.

“You are in a post-operative recovery room in New York,” the blonde replied with a polite smile.

"Where am I?" Captain America's voice gradually took on a hint of pressure.

"I don't quite understand what you're talking about." The blonde woman was clearly a little nervous.

"I was there during that game in May 1941." Captain America stood up and walked step by step toward the blonde. "I'll ask you one last time, where am I?"

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely tense.

Chapter 050 Sleeping for Seventy Years

"Captain Rogers..."

The blonde woman tried to calm Captain America down while secretly pressing the alarm button.

Tell me, who are you?

Captain America interrupted the blonde and shouted at her in a deep voice.

Clang!

But then the door opened, and two fully armed soldiers walked in expressionlessly.

However, the next moment...

boom!

The wall of the room was smashed open, leaving a large hole. The two fully armed soldiers who had just entered were easily knocked down by Captain America.

Captain America seized the opportunity and rushed out.

"Attention all agents! Urgent intelligence! Urgent intelligence!"

The blonde immediately picked up the walkie-talkie, and her anxious voice rang out throughout the entire base via the broadcast system.

Everyone who encountered Captain America rushed forward to stop him, attempting to keep him within the base.

However, with Captain America's physical abilities reaching the limits of human potential, ordinary agents were completely ineffective, and Captain America easily broke through.

Drop drop!

On the street, the sound of car horns filled the air.

The surrounding skyscrapers came into view, and the colorful neon lights flashed with dazzling light. All of this was a shock to Captain America's nerves, making his brain unable to process it.

Captain America was completely bewildered: Where am I? What is this place?

As Captain America was looking around in bewilderment at the extremely unfamiliar and dreamlike environment, several cars stopped around him.

A large number of people rushed out from above and blocked Captain America's path.

"Relax, soldier!"

A voice also rang out behind Captain America.

Captain America turned his head and saw a bald man with a black trench coat and one blind eye walking towards him.

“Listen, I’m sorry for that performance, but…” Nick Fury walked up to Captain America, “we think you should take your time to accept it.”

"Accept what?" Captain America asked, looking puzzled.

"You've been asleep, Captain America, for almost seventy years!" Nick Fury said to Captain America in a serious tone.

Captain America's first instinct was disbelief, but when he saw everything around him that was extremely unfamiliar and far beyond their time, he had no choice but to believe.

The man with the bald head in front of me was probably telling the truth; he himself had probably slept for seventy years.

If that's really the case...

Captain America's face darkened. Would he never see Carter again? They had made a promise to dance at the Stork Club!

"Captain, are you alright?" Nick Fury asked after Captain America had taken a moment to process what he was doing.

"I'm fine, it's just..." Captain America said, his face full of sighs and sorrow, "I missed a date."

“Captain, you’ve missed more than just a date. You’ve missed so much over the past seventy years.” Nick Fury gestured to Captain America, inviting him to tell him. “Let me tell you.”

After a brief moment of hesitation, Captain America followed Nick Fury back into the base.

……

"So...we won the war?"

"Hydra was also destroyed seventy years ago?"

Inside a luxurious office.

Nick Fury and Captain America sat facing each other, and Nick Fury recounted the events that followed Captain America's fall into the sea.

Captain America was still very gratified to hear that the war they had fought and sacrificed for had been won.

But then he felt a great sense of unfamiliarity and disorientation. He had been in a coma for seventy years. When he woke up, the world had changed dramatically.

That was no longer the world he knew.

To this world, Captain America is like a passerby. Although it is a world he fought for, he has no sense of belonging.

Captain America felt deeply lost; he didn't know where to go or where his home was.

"By the way, Captain, I have some good news for you: Peggy Carter is still alive."

Nick Fury could understand Captain America's feelings at that moment, so he told Captain America some good news.

"Really? You're not lying to me?"

Sure enough, Captain America's eyes lit up immediately, and he perked up with immense joy and excitement. "Carter is still alive?"

"That's right. Although she is now all white-haired and has her own lover and children, yes, she is still alive."

Nick Fury nodded and offered, "If you want to see her, my men can take you there."

"No, that's not necessary." Captain America immediately waved his hand.

He really wanted to see Carter, but he wasn't mentally prepared yet.

Even he himself hasn't fully accepted the fact that he slept for seventy years, let alone go see his white-haired first love.

"Ta-da!"

As they were talking to Captain America, there was a knock on the office door, and Agent Hill appeared in their line of sight.

"Sir, Tony Stark is here," Agent Hill reported to Nick Fury.