The Death Knell

　　 The car slowly drove into an inconspicuous alley. There are many places like Brooklyn. There are pedestrians in a hurry on the street, and some children are playing throwing **** on the road.

　　The surrounding floors are not high and full of classical charm. Those old windows have witnessed too many changes in this city.

　　 The street is a bit damp. It seems that it had rained yesterday. Steve breathed the familiar air and followed Carter out of the car.

　　 They walked into a street shop called ‘Brooklyn Antiques’. There were vases and lamps in the shop window. They were indeed covered with dust, but it was not an antique. Steve couldn’t be sure.

　　A few people in hats were looking at the newspaper at the entrance of the store, looking like a street idler, but when they looked up at Carter, their eyes moved away, indicating that they were also agents.

　　 Carter led Steve directly to the store door. There were no guests here. In the dim lights, there was only an old woman guarding the store. A lot of old-fashioned pendulum clocks filled the surrounding walls.

　　 She was full of white hair, but she was energetic, with a friendly smile on her face. She tidied up her pink sweater and greeted the guests with a standard British opening.

　　 "The weather is so good this morning, isn't it?"

　　 Carter uttered a secret phrase: "Yes, but I always go out with an umbrella."

　　 The old lady smiled, reaching under the counter and groping, her old hand passed over a Chicago typewriter and pressed a hidden button next to it.

　　 Then there was no communication between the three, Peggy took Steve to open the curtain and walked towards the back room. After a row of bookshelves opened, a secret corridor appeared.

　　 Countless soldiers with military police signs are on duty inside, and there are many doctors and nurses in white coats walking around in a hurry.

　　 Steve followed Peggy through it curiously. Behind the door at the end of the corridor was a huge laboratory.

A huge, iron coffin-like device is placed in the middle of the site, just below the entrance platform, and it is surrounded by a circle of tall instruments that are incomprehensible, with various meters and paper strips on it. Opening.

Steve saw Dr. Erskine looking at him from below, and not far away he found an acquaintance, Howard Stark with a mustache and a rare serious expression. He was busy debugging the equipment. Discover the arrival of Steve.

　　 Steve looked at Agent Carter beside him, and Peggy sighed secretly. This experiment actually has unknown risks. The biggest problem is that I don’t know if Steve can persist in the great pain.

　　 She turned her head away, a little unbearable, but she was also a soldier and had to follow the orders.

Peggy took Steve down the stairs. Steve's eyes kept falling on the huge equipment in the middle of the field. Fortunately, it looked like a coffin when viewed from above. After walking down, this thing looked like An Indian canoe.

　　 It's just that it is made of metal and there are many small spiral bulbs inside.

"Good morning." Dr. Erskine shook hands with Steve solemnly, but suddenly there was a flashing light next to him. It was a military reporter who recorded this scene, but the doctor was not very happy: "Not now. Please don’t rush to take pictures."

　　Peggy hurriedly adjusted her hair, and she didn’t know if she was still staring at Steve’s back when she was taking the photo. If it were recorded, it would be embarrassing...

Dr. 　　 looked at Steve again, this little man didn't match the cold steel room around him at all, and he still had a bewildered expression on his face.

"are you ready?"

　　 Steve glanced at the machine again. This thing bloomed like a flower next to it, revealing an inner cabin that could accommodate an adult man, obviously for him.

　　 He nodded.

　　 Erskine knew that Steve had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time: "Very well, then take off your hat, shirt and tie, and lie in."

　　 Steve turned his head to look at Carter. Carter didn't know what to say. Although this experiment had huge risks, she knew that this was Steve's long-cherished wish.

　　 He is willing to take a bet, and Carter also believes he can succeed. This man is the most likely to succeed on earth.

　　 Steve started to take off his clothes and handed over his coat and hat to the nurse on the side. No matter whether he succeeded or not, he probably wouldn't be able to use this uniform.

　　 If it succeeds, this dress must be small, if it fails...what clothes do you wear with a pile of meat?

　　 Especially when he saw Howard who was busy there, and when he thought of the car at the fair that day, he always felt that it was not so reliable...

　　 At this time, Colonel Philip was busy receiving his guests. In the observation room above the laboratory, he invited the main sponsor of the legion to visit the transformation process. The legion needed more funds, and these were the sponsors.

　　 Whether it's personal donations or federal grants, money will do.

　　 "Senator Brandt, welcome to you." He enthusiastically held a person's hand and smiled.

　　 "Why are you asking me to come here?" The man in his 50s or 60s shook hands with him perfunctorily, and asked arrogantly.

Philip secretly slobbed, but still squeezed a smile on his face, and leaned close 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 his words: "Colonel, many departments are now applying for funding. They are developing bombers, larger warships and tanks, and those are tangible to see~www.NovelMTL.com ~ He beckoned a young man with glasses to come over, and introduced to Philip: "This is..."

　　 The young man accepted the congressman's words with a gentle expression and introduced himself to the colonel: "Fred Kremson, on behalf of the federal government, if your plan is successful, the federal will have greater support for you."

While the colonel was struggling with the young man, the congressman was also looking at the laboratory. He was condescending and looked at the experiment platform below through the glass of the observation room, where Steve was taking off his clothes and lying down, revealing his thinness. Jumbo body.

　　 is too skinny, like a skeleton wrapped in skin. The senator probably knows the effect of the experiment. If it succeeds, this sick guy will become a super muscular man.

　　This made the senator unconsciously chant the name of God: "My Jesus, this little guy really won the jackpot."

Steve didn’t know that the person above was watching him. He lay on the test bench with firm conviction. Fortunately, there was thick leather under his body instead of cold metal, but nonetheless, his thin arm was still I got goose bumps.

　　 Dr. Erskine approached him and adjusted the straps on the test bench. The experiment needed to be tied to Steve, otherwise the tremendous pain in the process would make anyone struggling unconsciously.

"how do you feel?"

Steve smiled, moved his shoulders, and tried his best to put his head on the pillow. He looked at the gray ceiling: "Fortunately, this bed is too big for me. Do you still keep it?"

Dr. 　　 smiled and made a comforting expression: "Sorry, there is only a little left, maybe not enough for you in the future."

　　 Steve also laughed: "Then next time, I know where there is enough wine in New York."