Superman

"Major General Cavell, do you have anything else to add?"

After listening to a long speech, the president's head felt a little swollen and he subconsciously asked.

He didn't expect Luke to be so well prepared, just like a candidate who had prepared answers and filled out a questionnaire in advance.

Especially for the future development of SHIELD, the plans made are even more detailed and specific.

From the staff expansion in various departments to the application requirements for annual fixed funds.

This made the chief of staff sitting on the sofa on the other side have his eyelids twitching and his heart twitching.

Poor Budget Committee, if you continue to plunder wool like this, I'm afraid you'll go bald.

"Then let me say a few more words..."

Luke, who was planning to stop, said in surprise.

It seems that his ideas did not bore the president.

So, he cleared his throat and turned on the repeater mode.

We have changed some commonly used phrases from the proposals mentioned before, and increased the budget, the amount of funds, the number of staff in each department, etc.

Then, he said it again.

By the time the long chant was over, the president sitting opposite and the generals on the sofa had expressionless faces and dull eyes. The second time, Luke specially exchanged the necessary skill card for conversation, Constantine's.

"Master of Deception".

To the people in the Oval Office, every word that came out of Luke's mouth converged into a bombardment like a mental attack.

It is obviously worthless nonsense, but it is deeply imprinted in the mind, and people can't help but want to listen to it.

"This is just my personal, immature opinion."

Luke ended with this sentence.

The Oval Office suddenly became quiet.

No one spoke, even the sound of breathing was weak.

The president sitting opposite and the generals on the sofa were as lifeless as clay and wood sculptures.

"This is a perfect plan."

After a while, Mr. President nodded in agreement with a bitter look on his face.

He really didn't want to accept another mental bombardment, and everyone else also responded, fearing that Major General Cavell would continue to speak.

"SHIELD will definitely live up to the trust of the President and the generals."

Luke looked moved and praised his language skills.

Those requirements sound very harsh, such as the director having free working hours, generous salary subsidies, and the sole authority to access any information from the intelligence agencies under the Pentagon... and so on.

All passed successfully!

"Zha Kang is really outstanding."

Luke sighed.

It's a pity that Constantine on the set next door is too metaphysical in his deception techniques, otherwise he could have improved his proficiency.

After all, talking is an essential skill for every protagonist.

Here is a certain Huang Mao who wants to be the Hokage. He has a set of love and justice, bondage and peace, and has defeated countless strong men at his feet.

"If there is nothing else, today's meeting will end here."

The president looked tired. After listening to Luke's speech, most of his energy was consumed.

It's like facing four or five beautiful girls with hot bodies at once. After having fun, you suddenly feel powerless. No matter how beautiful the body is, you won't be sexually interested.

The generals in the Pentagon also got up one after another. They seemed to have stayed up all night, their eyes were red, and they pushed the door and left with staggering steps.

They had all been drained of the last bit of energy by Major General Cavill, and now their minds were still echoing with the other party's endless chatter.

"Next, it's time to find old friends."

Having achieved his goal, Luke flew high into the sky and headed towards the next stop.

…

…

Brooklyn, Old Joseph's Tavern.

Rogers, who had returned to ordinary life, sat in a corner seat with a glass of ale on the table.

He is waiting for a friend.

Make an appointment for lunch.

As a result, Luke let himself go.

Ding dong!

The crisp copper bell rang.

When the tavern was closing for a break, someone pushed the door open and came in.

"Hey! Old Joseph, long time no see, you are still so tough!"

Luke walked into the pub and said hello to the old man standing behind the wine cabinet.

They are all regular customers.

When he was still a spirited young man in Brooklyn, he often helped old Joseph look after the store, wipe tables, and clean to earn some pocket money.

The other party used to be a truck driver, but unfortunately he was unlucky. Every time he transported goods, he always encountered inexplicable accidents such as overturning, flat tires, stalling, etc.

Not only that, even riding a bicycle can cause accidents, either hitting someone or being hit by someone.

In Joseph Sr.'s own words, he had a grudge against the vehicle all his life, and once he came into contact with it, he would be in bad luck.

In desperation, he had no choice but to switch careers and open a tavern to barely make ends meet.

However, since Luke became a war hero, the business of this pub has been booming, and many New Yorkers have come here to check in.

"Luke, you little bastard! Tsk tsk, they are all generals now. Frank may never have imagined in his life that his nephew could become a war hero!"

Old Joseph said with a smile, poured a glass of beer and handed it over.

"I wonder if Mr. Major General is used to drinking high-end red wine, can he still accept Brooklyn ale?"

Luke shrugged and picked up the square-mouthed wine glass.

Tons, tons, tons! tons, tons, tons!

"You can have another drink."

Luke laughed after finishing the drink in one gulp.

Old Joseph nodded with satisfaction and filled the wine glass.

“How does it feel to be back in Brooklyn?”

Seeing Luke coming over and sitting down with a beer, Rogers asked with a smile.

Since the end of the war, he has gone into semi-retirement.

"Not bad. On the way to the tavern, I met several familiar faces."

Luke leaned back on the chair, raised his head and said: "There is Jamie who has been in a fight. He is now a truck driver as he inherited his father's business. There is also Uncle Frank who used to sell fruit on the opposite street. He gives free

Bucky gave me a bag of bread, and everyone had a hard time at that time..."

"Yeah. You know what? That guy Jamie often shows off to others, saying that he was beaten by Superman, and he is very proud of it."

Rogers took a sip of beer, a look of nostalgia on his face.

"Luke, I've been dreaming these past few days. In the dream, you, Bucky, and I were running around the streets of Brooklyn. There was no Captain America, Superman, or Sergeant Barnes."

"Then I jumped to the battlefield. I saw Bucky fall off the cliff. In order to stop the Red Skull, I boarded the plane carrying Valkyrie missiles... I don't know why, you are not included in this story."

"I fell into a cold place and no one woke me up until a long, long time later. They said the war was over."

"I am living alone, with no friends, no family, and no destination to run forward."

Luke stared at the bubbling wine glass and said with a smile: "You sound like an old man in his seventies."

"Haha, Margaery said the same thing. Maybe I experienced too much in the war and couldn't forget all those memories."

Rogers restrained his sentimental emotions. He now received a salary from the military. He only had to clock in regularly every day and sit in the office with a newspaper and read it all day long.

Occasionally, I will cooperate with publicity work and accept interviews from the media.

When peace comes, heroes seem to be useless.

"Do you have an answer to the last question?"

Luke looked at Captain America opposite and said softly: "Captain America can't just sit in the office and read newspapers all his life. He picks up that shield, goes to the battlefield again, and shuttles through the hail of bullets - such a tense life can make your heart beat.

It beats violently and gives me a real feeling of being alive."

"I very much agree with Howard's point of view. One of the greatest joys in life lies in taking risks! It lies in the pursuit of excitement! Being willing to be ordinary is the kind of life you should have after experiencing everything and looking down upon everything."

Rogers was silent. He lived in an old house in Brooklyn.

The walls were repainted, the sofas, big beds and other furniture were replaced with new ones, and soft carpets were laid in the bedrooms... He did all these trivial things himself.

Margery, who came to live with her, said it was just to pass the time out of boredom.

Rogers agreed.

There was an emptiness in his heart that he could never fill.

So I need to find something to do.

"You want me to join SHIELD because of Atlantis?"

Rogers asked.

Attacks on two aircraft carriers and the tsunami at Anna Maria Island made headlines.

In addition, being in the Army Department, Captain America also heard some rumors.

"Not entirely. Major General Cavill needed a partner, so he thought of his old buddy Captain America."

Luke looked at the hesitant Rogers and smiled: "Are you ready to go to war, Steve?"

In a daze, Captain America remembered the operation he and Luke took to rescue Bucky, and the other party asked him the same question.

"Ready, Commander."

Thinking of those good times fighting side by side, Rogers smiled and raised his glass.

"Then, welcome to join the invasion team."

As Luke said, the two wine glasses collided, making a crisp sound.