Luke surveyed the new weapons belonging to the Strategic Science Reserve and glanced down at a silvery circular shield.

"Can I have this? Steve's going to love it." ​ ​

Lost in thought, Howard waved his hand and motioned Luke to take whatever he wanted.

Anyway, from the military title, the opponent should be the leader of the Strategic Science Reserve.

"But are you sure Rogers will use this thing? It's just an unfinished product. "

Aware of Luke's vague intention to cooperate, Howard's attitude changed a bit.

He is a pure businessman, far from having many noble sentiments and good qualities.

An arms dealer who expects to make a fortune in war can't take moral conscience seriously.

As for patriotism, it's something that will be awakened only after he reached the top of his career. Just like how only successful entrepreneurs would be keen on charity and showing their compassion.

"Trust me; Steve is going to love it at first sight! I don't want to see him carrying a trash can lid into battle. "

Luke said with a smile.

Perhaps he was beaten since childhood and often used a trash can lid from the roadside as a weapon, which caused Captain America to prefer fighting with his shield.

"The shield is made of a special material called 'vibranium', which has a special ability to absorb kinetic energy and barely transmits heat or kinetic energy. To some extent, it is indestructible!"

Howard explained.

"It's a pity that this material is too rare! There's no way to equip the whole army!"

Seeing Howard's regretful expression, Luke's eyes flashed. He did know that somewhere there existed a considerable amount of vibranium veins.

Wakanda.

A seemingly backward but technologically advanced, third-world country that was performing exceedingly poorly, hidden in the mountains of the African continent, few people knew its existence so far.

'I have to drop by sometime. '

Luke looked at the shield in his hand, which reflected his young face.

…

As it turned out, Luke was right.

When Rogers got the silver round shield, he was like a child who got a beloved toy and kept fiddling with it. It felt convenient.

"This is the best gift I've received since we left Brooklyn!"

Rogers smiled a little, then took the shield in his hand, and made a few iconic gestures.

He was still worried about the safety of his friend Bucky, and he was a little depressed.

But Luke's arrival made it a lot easier for Rogers.

"Luke, what happened to Bucky?"

Captain America, with a worried look in his eyes, frowned and asked.

He felt that Luke always had a lot of solutions to various problems.

"I asked the captured soldiers. They said Bucky was probably moved. "

Luke, who returned to the barracks, responded.

He did get some clues that no one else would pay attention to.

For example, in Hydra's secret base, a group of prisoners would be transferred every few weeks.

Almost 200 people of the 107th Infantry Regiment were kept in the military factories as free labor.

But in the end, only about 120 soldiers managed to escape with Luke and Rogers.

Excluding those who died of overwork and casualties, there were still about fifteen people unaccounted for.

They had the same experience as Bucky. They were all taken to the isolation ward of the military factory and never came out again.

Moreover, when a British soldier worked as a laborer in a factory, he heard Dr. Zola mention the name 'Baron Strucker'.

Coincidentally, Luke knew what it stood for.

Therefore, he concluded that Bucky was probably moved to another place by Hydra.

"I hope so. Bucky doesn't know yet. I'm already on the front line. This was going to be a planned surprise!"

Rogers bowed their heads and said so.

He always wanted to tell Bucky the good news in person and enjoy the look of surprise on his friend's face.

Before Luke appeared, only Bucky accompanied him, and the two of them were very close.

"Don't think about these unsolvable problems. Make good preparations. Colonel Philips will hold a celebration party in the evening. When the time comes, there will undoubtedly be a lot of girls asking you to dance. "

Luke changed the subject and deliberately joked, "I heard you were hugging a civilian this afternoon, an enthusiastic girl, who wanted to thank you for the families of the captured soldiers ..."

Rogers turned red, coughed twice, and spoke in embarrassment, "It was an accident. I don't have much experience, and she just hugged me. Luke, you know, I never knew how to refuse others ... "

After listening to Captain America's tongue-tied pale defense, Luke smiled and continued to make fun of it, "That's true, who would refuse a beautiful girl who offered a kiss? By the way, Steve, don't tell me it was your first kiss?"

"How is that possible!?"

Rogers blushed, the veins stood out on his forehead, and he argued, "Me and Janice, and Amy ..."

"But Bucky said, that was when you were 8 or 9 years old. Does playing house with girls count?"

Looking at Captain America's trying very hard to understand his own emotional experience, Luke laughed. The camp was filled with a pleasant atmosphere.

When Rogers was in a good mood, he left the barracks to prepare the party's clothes. Luke, who was sitting alone in the same place, seemed to be thinking about something.

He was thinking about 'Baron Straker' mentioned by Dr. Zola.

The opponent's real name is Wolfgang von Strucker.

Born in Bavaria, Germany, he was a member of the Führer's inner circle and Baron Zemo, who was well known in the Nazi party.

Unlike Red Skull's ambition, Strucker still had deep feelings for the Third Reich and was bent on defeating the Allies and helping the Axis countries win the war.

It's worth mentioning that although Baron Strucker is the top leader of Hydra, he isn't in the same camp as Red Skull.

He has his own research institute and technological strength and has created a virus weapon called 'Death Spores', which has harvested many lives from the Allied countries.

'If one thinks about it, the Allies were miserable, being crushed to the ground by the Axis Powers' various shady tech and science...'

Luke thought silently.

No wonder a German Major shouted the slogan 'German technology is the best in the world'!