Across Marvel: I Lost Iron Man

Chapter 275 Lessons from the Crossbones

At the beginning, he dared to break into the Longtan Tiger Cave organized by Hydra by himself, but now the other party is only five people.

Brock Rumlow looked at his team with satisfaction and said
"Agent Hill, it's not that we are willing to make trouble, nor is it that we have no discipline and no organization. When did we fail to complete the tasks assigned by our superiors with quality and quantity?"

"It's just that this time you bring someone casually, and let us cooperate and obey his command. Here, brothers like me can't be convinced by just saying a name. If you want to lead us, you have to show some sincerity." It's up to you."

Hill heard the words, sneered, and thought

"So you're waiting here, okay, I know you thorns usually don't accept me, the one I brought today is the US team, the name of the person, the shadow of the tree, Hill has seen his strength before, and with Tony, who is wearing a steel armor, can fight back and forth, so teaching you guys is not a piece of cake?"

Hill said
"Captain, I've left this place to you. Your subordinates are these people who will carry out the mission tonight, but now it seems that you still need to show them something."

Steve Rogers seemed to be familiar with this situation. He also experienced this situation when he was training in the Caspian Battalion, but it was Agent Carter who took action and taught a soldier a lesson.

Unexpectedly, time has passed, and it is my turn, just to practice my hands, come on, my shield is already hungry and thirsty!

Steve Rogers took a step forward and stood side by side with Hill. His eyes were calm. In his eyes, any opponent could be [-]-[-], let alone these ordinary people.

"I don't care, which cosplay exhibition center came out of this?"

"This thin-skinned and tender-fleshed man, can't he be a comrade?"

"He looks quite talented. I think he might become a top male publicist if he develops on Broadway. Why, make a movie? Find such a handsome actor and let us play James Bond with him?"

Brock Rumlow didn't speak, but the sneer at the corner of his mouth said it all. Sometimes expressions hurt more than words.

However, the current image of the US team is indeed a bit funny. His red, blue and white suit looks like a performance artist who just came off the set. It is no wonder that these battle-tested veterans make jokes.

In fact, the heart of a soldier is very straightforward. You are amazing, and I admire you. Do you want to be a civilian with me?
I'm sorry, please go away.

But even in uniform, Steve Rogers' sturdy muscles can tell that this man is definitely not a showman. His image is so good that it makes these soldiers of the rapid reaction force a little jealous.

Why am I also a muscular man, but I look so ugly, and you are also muscular, why do you look so good-looking?

God is really unfair!

Hill glanced at Steve Rogers, then said to Brock Rumlow
"We are all people of the same system. What S.H.I.E.L.D. pays attention to is work efficiency. In our department, what we pay attention to is whoever is more capable, whoever has a hard fist, who can be promoted, and whoever has the right to speak."

At the same time, the Kunjet plane that Ye Qingyang was traveling in was suddenly hit by a beam of energy from hundreds of millions of light years away, turning into ashes.

Ye Qingyang's consciousness returned to the wretched man lying on the bed drinking pineapple beer. He opened his eyes and realized that this was all a big dream. The sky was bright outside the window. Ye Qingyang got dressed and prepared for a new day of communal life.

The book is over.

(End of this chapter)