The corner of Luke's lips twitched when he heard Howard Stark talking about how he was about to change the future.
Luke had no interest in all this nonsense. ??
Although the man in front of him can be regarded as one of the smartest people alive in the world, he sometimes acted a bit immaturely, similar to his son, Tony Stark.
Both of them had a common characteristic or a characteristic that was in their genes —
They were not easy to deal with!
Perhaps this can be called a common problem among geniuses!
While everyone was focused on Howard Stark, Luke sneaked out of the crowd to get rid of the star-struck girls.
Just as he turned his head, he saw Roger's thin back.
He passed through the crowd and walked to the conscription station not far away.
Luke took a deep breath standing at the main entrance. He knew that this was going to be the beginning of Captain America.
Putting his hands in his pocket, he thought about what he should do next.
Although it can be said that up until now, everything was going as per the plot.
But who knows when his cheat will arrive.
While thinking about what to do, Luke saw the figure of an old man.
He had gray hair, was a little bald, and glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Abraham Erskine!
Luke recognized him within an instant.
Abraham Erskine, the developer of the Super Soldier Serum, and the German scientist whose prototype serum turned the Hydra leader into Red Skull, was now walking slowly into the conscription station.
Luke, who was about to enter the conscription station, suddenly turned serious, "Hmm? Someone's following him?"
He saw that behind Abraham Erskine, a few men in black suits, wearing round hats, were closely following him.
There were visible bulges around their waists, their expression was nervous as they looked around.
They didn't look like ordinary tourists, and the bulges on their waste gave Luke a bad feeling.
Suddenly a thought flashed through Luke's mind, "Hydra?"
As the creator of the Super Soldier Serum, Dr. Erskine was a thorn in the eyes of Hydra.
The Red Skull would do anything possible to get rid of this variable!
'Once the Allies get the chance to mass-produce the Super Soldier Serum and create a large number of Super Soldiers, there won't be any suspense regarding the result of the war.'
With such thoughts flashing through his mind, Luke walked into the conscription station.
"Steve…"
Bucky finally came back to his senses after Howard Stark's sensational performance and turned to look at his friend, only to find that he had long since disappeared.
"Luke…"
He turned to the other side, but he didn't expect to not see Luke either.
"What's the matter! Where did both of them go?"
Bucky was about to go out, however, he was dragged back to the exhibition by the girls.
"The war is not for you."
In the conscription station, Rogers was rejected again.
The officer who recruited soldiers into the army saw his thin body and gave his judgment without even thinking anything. He didn't even read the application form.
Although Rogers argued, his words were ignored.
No matter what he said, the officer just shook his head in denial.
In his opinion, sending this thin-little man to war was no different from killing him.
In the end, the officer got impatient, "You can still serve the country without joining the army. We are in urgent need of factory workers. You can go to the factory to help in making weapons for the frontline, or you can find another job!"
He pushed back Rogers' application form, with an indifferent expression on his face.
"You will be a burden to others in the war! Instead of this, it is better to stay back in the country!"
"Listen, kid! Don't risk your life like this. Not everyone has a chance to stay back home."
The officer didn't get why this little guy wanted to join the army; wouldn't it be best to stay in America?
Let alone the horrors of war, his life will be safest here.
No matter how precious the medal of honor is, can it be more important than one's life?
Who doesn't know that the Allied and the Axis powers are fighting non-stop?
Every day both sides were losing thousands of men.
God knows how many corpses were left to rot in the trenches, with no way of even giving them an honorary burial.
"Sir! I want to fight for the country! And I won't be any burden to anyone…"
The draft officer avoided Rogers' firm eyes and just shook his head in denial.
Even he needs to follow some rules, he can't just recruit an unqualified soldier.
Their argument soon attracted the attention of Abraham Erskine.
He looked at Rogers, who was depressed, and he seemed to think of something.
"It's going exactly like the plot…"
Luke watched quietly from a corner with a small smile over his lips.
But he suddenly retracted his smile, when he noticed the men in black suits who were following behind Abraham Erskine came closer.
With cold eyes and murderous intent, they slowly moved their right hand toward the bulge of their waist.
Just then, one of the men tucked his coat and pulled out a hidden pistol!
Aiming at Dr. Abraham Erskine, he pulled the trigger in the next second.
*Bang!*
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