The car slowly drove into a nondescript alley, and there are many places like Brooklyn, where there are pedestrians in a hurry and some children playing a game of ball tossing on the road.
The surrounding floors are not high, full of classical charm, and those old windows have witnessed too many changes in the city.
The streets were a little damp and it looked like it had rained yesterday, so Steve breathed in the familiar air and followed Carter out of the car.
They walked into a street-side shop called the Brooklyn Antique Store, where there were vases and lamps in the window, they were indeed covered in dust, but they weren't antiques, and Steve couldn't be sure.
A few men in hats were looking at the newspaper in front of the store, looking like street idlers, but they looked up at Carter and looked away, indicating that they were also agents.
Carter and Steve pushed the door open, there were no customers, only an old woman guarding the shop in the dim light, and a large pile of old-fashioned pendulum clocks hung all over the surrounding walls.
With gray hair but good spirits and a friendly smile on her face, she straightened her pink sweater and greeted her guests in the standard British opening line.
"It's nice this morning, isn't it?"
Carter uttered the code word: "Yes, but I always go out with an umbrella." ” The old lady smiled and reached for a hidden button on the counter.
Then the three of them didn't communicate again, and Peggy took Steve directly to open the curtain and walked to the back room, where a row of bookshelves opened, and a secret hallway appeared.
Countless soldiers with gendarmerie insignia stood guard inside, and many doctors and nurses in white coats walked around in a hurry.
Steve curiously follows Peggy through it, and behind the door at the end of the hallway, there is a huge laboratory.
A large, iron coffin-like device sits in the middle of the field, just below the entrance platform, surrounded by a circle of tall, unintelligible instruments with various instruments and openings for spitting out notes.
Steve saw Dr.
Erskine's expression on his face but rarely serious, and he was busy debugging the equipment and didn't notice Steve's arrival.
Steve looked at Agent Carter beside him, and Peggy sighed secretly, this experiment actually has unknown risks, and the biggest problem is that I don't know if Steve can hold on to the great pain.
She turned her head, a little unbearable, but she was also a soldier and had to do what she was told.
Peggy led Steve down the stairs, Steve's eyes kept falling on the huge equipment in the middle of the field, fortunately, it felt like a coffin when viewed from above, and after walking down, this thing looked like an Indian canoe.
It's just that it's made of metal, and there are a lot of small spiral bulbs in it.
"Good morning."
Dr.
Erskine shook hands with Steve with a serious expression, but suddenly a flash suddenly turned on next to him, and it was a military reporter who recorded the scene, but it made the doctor not very happy: "Not now, please don't rush to take pictures." ” Peggy hurriedly straightened her hair, and she didn't know if she was still staring at Steve's back when she was taking pictures just now, how embarrassing it would be if it was recorded The Doctor looked at Steve again, the little man who didn't fit in well with the cold steel room around him, and he still had a look of bewilderment on his face.
"Are you ready?"
Steve glanced at the machine again, and the thing bloomed like a flower next to it, revealing an inner compartment that could accommodate an adult man, apparently for him.
He nodded.
Erskine knew that Steve had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time: "Very good, then take off your hat, shirt and tie and lie down in." ” Steve turned his head to look at Carter, who didn't know what to say, and despite the huge risks associated with the experiment, she knew it was Steve's long-cherished desire.
He's willing to take a gamble, and Carter believes he can succeed, a man who is the most likely person on the planet to succeed.
Steve began to undress and handed his coat to the nurse on the side, whether he succeeded or not, he probably didn't need this military uniform.
If you succeed, this dress will definitely be small, and if you fail, what clothes will you wear with a bunch of minced meat?
Especially when he saw Howard busy over there, and then remembered the car at the expo that day, he always felt that it was not so reliable At this time, Colonel Philip was busy receiving his guests, and in the observation room above the laboratory, he invited the main sponsor of the Legion to visit the renovation process, and the Legion needed more funds, all of which were the financiers.
It doesn't matter if it's an individual donation, or a federal grant, it's money.
"Senator Brandt, welcome."
He warmly shook a person's hand and smiled all over his face.
"Why did you call me here?"
The man, who looked to be fifty or sixty years old, shook hands with him perfunctorily and asked rhetorically with a proud expression.
Philip spat secretly, but still squeezed out a smile on his face, and leaned closer to the senator: "We need to connect to the New York power grid, of course, if you can give me the generator I applied for last time" The senator savagely interrupted him: "Colonel, now many departments are applying for funding, they are developing bombers, larger warships and combat vehicles, those are really visible. ” He beckoned a young man with glasses to come over and introduced to Philip, "This is" The young man took the councilor's words with a gentle expression and introduced himself to the colonel: "Fred Kremson, on behalf of the federal government, if your plan succeeds, the federal government will have more support for you. ” While the Colonel and the young man were in a relationship, the Councillor was also surveying the lab, condescendingly, looking through the glass of the observation room at the lab below, where Steve was undressed and lying down, revealing his scrawny body.
Too skinny, like a skeleton wrapped in skin, the senator probably knew the effect of the experiment, and if it was successful, the leprosy ghost would turn into a super muscular hunk.
This caused the senators to unconsciously shout in the name of God: "My Jesus, this little man has really won the jackpot." ” Unbeknownst to Steve, the people above were watching him, and he lay on the test bench with firm conviction, but fortunately he also had goosebumps on his arms and legs.
Dr.
Erskine leaned in close to him and adjusted the straps on the test bench, the experiment needed to tie up Steve, otherwise the pain would make anyone struggle violently unconsciously.
"How does it feel?"
Steve smiled, moved his shoulders, and tried his best to put his head on the pillow, he looked at the gray ceiling: "It's okay, it's just that this bed is too big for me, do you still have that wine last time?"
” The doctor smiled and made a reassuring expression, "I'm sorry, but there's only a little left, maybe not enough for you to drink in the future." ” Steve also smiled: "Then next time, I know where there is enough wine in New York." ” P Meiman Knell 48302dexhtp