A Secondary Professional Master of a Certain American Comic

Chapter 166 You Owe Me a Dance, It’s Time to Pay It Back!

"Howard! Is that you?" Steve Rogers shouted, and the white coat was stunned.

No, am I that much like the old man? The white coat fell into self-doubt.

"No, that's not right, you are not Howard. Although you look alike, you don't have his calm aura." Soon, Steve Rogers, who had been observing the white coat, said again.

It was this sentence that made the white coat, who was originally preparing to pretend to be deep, directly red-hot.

What do you mean I don't have the calm aura of the old man? You explain it to me, what! It's called! I! Don't have! Calm! Aura!

"Number one, number two, catch him!" The white coat gave an order with a beard and glaring eyes.

Following the order of the white coat, two steel robots turned out from behind him and surrounded Steve Rogers.

Steve Rogers, who had never seen a robot, frowned, but he didn't seem too panicked. He just thought the other party was a human in armor.

If it was before, Steve Rogers might have attacked directly.

But because of the loss he suffered from the female officer before, Steve Rogers was now alert. He didn't rush directly, but observed whether there was anything handy around that could be used as a weapon.

Soon, his eyes fell on a disc-shaped object.

Although there was no handle, it should be usable.

"Wait, put that down, that thing will explode!" Seeing Steve Rogers's actions, the white coat was immediately shocked.

"Ah? Oh..." Steve put the thing down very obediently, and then picked up another hammer-shaped instrument.

"That doesn't work either, that thing will also explode!"

"This one doesn't work either..."

"Nothing works, what do you want me to do?" After a few times, Steve was also annoyed.

"I don't use weapons either, let's fight!" The white coat rolled up his sleeves.

"You?" Steve looked at the other person suspiciously.

"...Hehe, don't underestimate me, or I'll throw you out of the door." Seeing this, the white coat was not angry, but mocked him instead.

This immediately reminded Steve Rogers of the fact that he had just been thrown out of the "ward" by the female officer.

Although Steve himself did not really care about the unnecessary victory or defeat, it was impossible for him to be completely free of anger when he was mocked in person.

He immediately rushed towards the white coat without hesitation.

More than ten minutes later, Steve Rogers, rubbing his aching limbs, left the laboratory and came to the next room.

After arriving in this room, Steve's expression instantly became serious.

Because there were all kinds of weapons stored in this room.

There were pistols, rifles, machine guns, daggers, long swords, spears and shields.

And in this room, there was also a strong middle-aged man with a similar body shape to him.

The first time he saw the other party, Steve Rogers instantly became alert.

Because the other party gave him an unprecedented sense of crisis.

Steve Rogers had only felt this feeling in one person before.

That person was the Red Skull.

"Who...are you?" Steve Rogers asked.

"Frank Custer, nice to meet you, Captain Rogers." The other party directly reported his name and nodded to Steve Rogers.

"So, if I pass here, I have to fight with you?" Steve Rogers asked with a frown.

"Yes and no!" Frank nodded, then shook his head. "If we fight directly, we may not be able to stop, so to pass this level, you don't have to fight with me directly, but have a tactical competition..."

Frank took out a remote control and pressed it.

Then one side of the wall of the room opened, revealing a simulated tactical area.

"Tactical simulation training, there are one hundred virtual enemies in this area, you can freely choose the weapon you are good at. Whoever finishes faster will win." Frank said.

"It's a very simple and clear way. OK, I accept it!" Steve Rogers observed the venue, which was a familiar US Army simulation venue, and nodded very simply, "Let's start now."

"Although it is somewhat similar to the old Army simulation venue, there are actually many differences, and these guns are also somewhat different from what you used before. I won't take advantage of this. You have half an hour to get familiar with the venue and weapons." However, Frank shook his head and rejected Steve Rogers' proposal to start now.

"Okay!" Hearing Frank say this, Steve Rogers did not refuse.

As a soldier, the most taboo is to fight a battle that is not sure. Originally, Steve Rogers thought that the other party wanted to bully him because he was not familiar with the venue.

Now it seems that he is a mean person.

Since the other party mentioned it, he naturally would not be stupid enough to refuse.

For ordinary people, half an hour may not be enough to get familiar with the venue and adapt to the weapons.

But for Steve Rogers, a battle-hardened super soldier, it is not a big problem.

Then he went to choose a weapon.

Ten minutes later, Steve Rogers picked one - AK47.

"This gun is really useful. Is it made in the United States?" Steve Rogers asked, pulling down the bolt with his backhand without any instruction.

"The bear..." Frank raised his eyebrows and answered.

After a short silence, Captain America pretended not to hear anything and walked into the training ground with a gun.

"I lost!" After another half an hour, Steve Rogers looked at the scoreboard and saw that he was several seconds slower than the opponent. He smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"No, I lost!" Frank shook his head, walked to the corner, and waved to Steve Rogers.

"Thank you!" Hearing the other party's words, Steve Rogers was stunned, but he quickly reacted and thanked Frank.

Then he quickly ran to the other end of the room and opened the door.

This time, what appeared in front of him was no longer a strange place.

But a slightly warm... dressing room?

Captain America was very familiar with this kind of furnishings, because the backstage dressing room of the US military club was similar to the one in front of him.

At this time, there were three young girls in the dressing room. When they saw Steve Rogers coming, they immediately surrounded him.

"Captain, you are finally here, come here!" Three young girls pulled Steve Rogers and led him to the locker room.

Steve wanted to refuse, but he was afraid of hurting the children, so he could only be pushed into the locker room passively.

But after entering the locker room, he was stunned when he saw a set of captain's uniform hanging inside.

After hesitating for a while, Captain America put on his clothes.

When he walked out of the door, the three girls surrounded him again and messed with him.

This time, Steve Rogers seemed to have a premonition, so he did not refuse.

Ten minutes later, Steve Rogers, who was dressed up, was pushed into the next room by the three girls.

This is a ballroom.

In the center of the ballroom, stood a familiar figure wearing a red long skirt that Steve Rogers had dreamed about countless times.

"You know what? You've owed me this dance for sixty years. It's time to pay it back!" The figure in the red dress turned around, revealing Peggy Carter's bright and beautiful face.

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