Chapter 215 We Are All Forgotten by the Times

George Stacy is not too fond of Captain America's confidence.

He had already recognized that this woman should be Captain America.

Although he didn't know why the captain who was active during World War II appeared in front of him now.

"This is a case that I am responsible for. I have the right to investigate anything related to clues here."

"You don't seem to understand the situation."

Captain America said with a serious face: "SHIELD has been investigating these lizard people, these..."

She pointed at Kurt Connors, who was half-buried by the ruins, and then pointed at the other lizardmen on the ground.

"These people are guinea pigs, weapons created by an underground organization we call 'Spider Silk,' and we have been tracking them down."

Listening to Captain America's words, George's expression became solemn.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. will not put any citizen in danger, but at the same time, Sheriff, you have to know what you should and shouldn't do."

"Bang!"

Holding the shield in her hand, she put it behind her back and took out her communicator to contact someone from SHIELD.

"Falcon, can you hear me?"

"Yes, I've been here all along. Has your matter been resolved? Captain."

"Send someone to the scene immediately. Kurt Connors has been arrested."

The Falcon on the other end of the communicator made a surprised sound, "Wow, so what happened, Captain?"

"Follow your orders, soldier!"

"Yes, Captain."

In a certain street in the city, a mechanical eagle flew into the sky.

The owner of the mechanical eagle followed him and flew into the distance.

At the same time, there were ruins in the corner of the tunnel that George and Captain America didn't notice.

An alien spider crawled out and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"Fight for freedom regardless of borders!"

Captain America looked at an old and yellowed poster in his hand.

She read the words softly.

It was already late at night.

It had been an hour since she came back from the lizard man scene.

Sitting in this room that felt unfamiliar to her, she picked up the previous poster.

"Okins, Barnes, and Bradley."

The captain looked sad as she read the names of her former soldiers.

She always felt uncomfortable in this modern city.

Although she has learned to use modern electronic equipment.

Sitting on the sofa, she exhaled, her face full of exhaustion.

For her now, being alive is a very incredible phenomenon.

She does not need to encourage herself with all the beauties and possibilities of the future.

She had lost too much and missed too much. For her who had just woken up, it felt like a section of her life was missing.

"Buzz!"

When her phone rang, she picked it up and saw that it was Paige calling her.

Peggy Carter, the ex-girlfriend of Captain America in the main universe, did not age and die in this universe. Now she is the deputy director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

This is Captain America's only acquaintance.

"Paige?"

"I heard that you met Spider-Man when you were capturing the Lizardmen?"

Paige asked her straight to the point.

"Yes, I met him."

"Didn't you have any conflicts?"

The captain asked her, "What do you think?"

"I roughly know his identity, but captain, you'd better not conflict with him head-on."

"He's dangerous," Peggy said to Captain America.

"Are there dangers from Nazis and ghost clans?"

The captain loosened the ties holding his hair, letting his blond hair fall loose.

"Yes, the Nazis said you are a combination of Lady Liberty and Ruth the Riveter. They are afraid of you, but Spider-Man, he is different from Spider-Woman. He is more powerful and dangerous, and he is not afraid."

"I'll get him, but I don't think he's as dangerous as the media says he is, he's a lot like the soldiers I used to be."

Captain America said sternly to Peggy.

"We'll talk about this later."

Paige quickly changed the subject to something else.

"You should go out for a walk, captain, and get more involved with this society. I heard that you have been staying at home."

The captain said to her: "I went to the Martyrs Cemetery. It has been 75 years. I have missed a lot. I should have been lying there. I could have done something to change everything. Regarding the rebirth plan, I have lost a lot. , their names are all in my mind now.”

"Maybe, but Captain, there must be a reason why you are here now and you woke up. We still have a chance to change everything."

Peggy whispered to the captain: "The world does not seem as peaceful as it appears. There are surging undercurrents everywhere. Captain, you have the ability to change everything."

Captain America stood up and looked out the window into the dark night.

"I know, I just want to say, Paige, it's really nice to meet you and talk to you like this."

Peggy was silent for a moment and said to Captain America: "Me too, but we have all passed the time of remembering the past. At least in front of my eyes, there will no longer be the swing on the swing or the sparkling water on the golden pond. Sparkling."

"Remember to take a bath before going to bed, so that you won't think about those troubling things."

After Peggy talked to the captain for a while, she hung up the communication.

Putting down his phone, the captain opened his notebook.

She used to write down some modern words that she didn't understand.

On the last page of the notebook, she wrote the word "Spider-Man" with a pen.

The hotel where the three Spiders live.

Shadow Spider-Man and Jessica have rested, only Spider is not in the mood to sleep.

This strange world always makes her heart restless.

Leaving the hotel, she stood on the street.

This place is very similar to the universe where she lives.

But it has a different flavor.

Why doesn't this universe have its own isotope?

Walking along the road, she fell into deep thought.

She just searched for "Spider-Man" and didn't find a superhero with this name.

Instead, she saw sporadic information saying that "Spider-Man" is the name of an underground organization.

What is this?

The Spider of this universe is actually an underground organization? !

Just as she was thinking, she walked to a remote section of the road.

Calling this remote road a "road" is really an optimistic way of calling it, because it is just a bumpy, rugged, and stone-covered path.

It should be a path leading to a nearby park, and it seemed to stretch endlessly forward.

Compared with the length of the night, the path in front of her seemed even longer.

After thinking for a while, she stepped forward.

There were few pedestrians on the road, and most of the street lights on the roadside were broken, with only a few flashing a little light.

The branches of the trees next to it stretched above the road, forming a natural corridor.

The drizzle had stopped, but there was still a feeling of gloom.

There were thunders in the distance, and it seemed that there would be signs of heavy rain soon.

Suddenly!

She saw a figure flash by not far ahead.