Chapter 180 (2/2)

He put his hands behind him and looked at Steve with a smile.

”So...” he took out Steve's draft file from behind and looked at it casually: ”do you want to go abroad and kill some Nazi?”

Steve was a little confused. Although it was a good thing for the gendarme to leave, the old man was a little eccentric.

”I'm sorry, I don't quite understand what that means.”

The old man closed the file folder, walked up to Steve and held out his hand.

”I'm Dr. Abraham Erskine from the strategic science Corps.”

”Steven Rogers” Steve shook hands with him politely, guessing the other party's intentions, but at least not to send himself to prison.

Dr. Erskine nodded, took a few steps aside, opened Steve's file at a small table, and asked, like a chat.

”Where are you from?” As if worried that he didn't understand, Dr. toto glasses added, ”I live in Queens, at the intersection of 73th and Utopia street. Before that, I lived in Germany. Do you mind?”

”No, not at all.”

”And where do you live, Mr. Rogers? Niu Haiwen? Palamos? Five different physical examinations in five cities.... ”

” this information is not necessarily correct. ” Steve immediately struggled to say that his desire to survive was extremely strong.Dr. Erskine closed the file. He knew that the information was correct and that the information of the strategic science Corps was always accurate.

The long list of disease names on the file is also true. The patient has tried many times today, risking his arrest and imprisonment.

”No, I don't care about the test report, I just care about the number of times, five times, you tried five times, why?”

”....

Steve was speechless. People brought all the fake files in the past. The evidence is irrefutable.

Dr. Erskine went up to him again and looked into his eyes. There was no hatred in the eyes of the young man, but what drove him to fight?

”You haven't answered my question. Do you want to kill Nazi?”

Steve frowned. ”Is this a test?”

”... yes.” The doctor nodded and looked at Steve's face. In the yellowish light, he still looked pale.

Steve pondered for a moment, and he should have answered - yes, I want to kill the enemy.

General Halsey in the Pacific also said, ”kill little Japan, kill little Japan, kill more small Japan!” ”In the future, Japanese can only be heard in hell.” Wait a minute.

In this way, they are the favorite in the army. The purpose of soldiers' existence is to kill their enemies.

But these passionate words are not his own answers. His heart doesn't think so.

What he wants is to stop the pain that war brings to people and end the war. Maybe he will kill people, but that is for a better future.

So he shook his head, organized his language, looked the doctor in the eye, and gave him his answer.

”I don't like killing people, I don't like bullets, I don't care where it comes from.”

Dr. Erskine pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows in a relaxed expression, but Steve didn't know what he meant.