When Captain America learned that Bucky might be in Moscow, he was energized, motivated, and excited about carrying out the rescue operation.

In regards to his best friend, Rogers always had an inexplicable obsession. ​​

Probably because the two grew up together in Brooklyn, they had deep feelings and formed a special bond -- squinty-eyed smile.

"Steve, you still have to be careful. The agents in Leviathan's Red Room are even worse than MI6 in Britain and the FBI. They all received the strictest training in the world, are good at camouflage and infiltration, and proficient in all kinds of assassination techniques."

Luke specifically warned.

"The moment you enter Moscow, anyone you meet could be a spy or an assassin sent by them. So, put away your extra kindness and mercy. I don't want to see you brought back in a coffin, draped with the flag."

In response to his friend's advice, Rogers nodded solemnly, expressing his understanding of the consequences of letting down his guard.

Infiltrating into the enemy's camp alone naturally involved taking great risks.

If he slacked off for even a moment, he would probably be torn to pieces by those enemies lurking in the shadows.

This wasn't a frontal collision on the battlefield but a secret confrontation.

"Rest assured, I'll be fine."

Rogers silently planted the death flag for himself.

"Forget it, and I'll leave the Howling Commandos to you. Then, in case of any danger, there would be someone to send the news back."

Luke shook his head. He had no confidence in Captain America's promise.

Superheroes always had problems of one kind or another. When villains use hostages as threats, they would hesitate, indecisive, and even sacrifice themselves for the safety of others.

This was something worthy of admiration.

But most of the time, it was a fatal weakness.

The reality wasn't like the comic books, where the hero would turn a dangerous situation into victory and survive to walk into the sunset.

In other words, even if they were as tough as Superman and as innovative as Batman, they were often faced with the downside publishing demands.

"Anyway, you don't want to trap yourself in Moscow. The political situation is very tense right now, especially with the formation of a bipolar world."

Luke said in a deep voice.

"If you really had an accident and caused a public uproar, S.H.I.E.L.D. can't interfere."

In fact, he wasn't worried about Captain America getting caught.

With the "battleship-class" soldiers' powerful ability, Rogers would have no problem fighting his way through a group of soldiers.

Even if the Soviet Union discovered him, he could still withstand a siege and wait for rescue.

But this was the Marvel universe. Where the basic procedure was for superheroes to be controlled, brainwashed, and then change sides.

As steadfast as he was, Captain America also had a dark history of being controlled by Hydra.

'I'm afraid only God if Leviathan had similar technology.'

"I won't cause you trouble, Director. I promise to finish the mission and bring Bucky back safely."

Rogers made a rare joke.

"By the way, why don't you come over for dinner later? Margery is learning to cook these days."

Luke's mouth twitched. He saw right through Captain America's scheme.

He stretched out his hand and pointed and spoke with contempt, "Steve, I didn't expect you to learn how to use others to achieve your goals."

'At this time, please eat by yourself. But, when I think about it, I know that your purpose isn't so simple.'

On the one hand, he was trying to share the horrors of eating unpalatable food.

On the other hand, as the Director, Luke could naturally ask Rogers to go on a business trip for S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Come on; I've been so busy with work that I've neglected Malèna. I need to make up for it."

Luke waved his hand and refused without any loyalty to his friend, "I'm going to book a high-end restaurant tonight, and then ... I have no time anyway. Next time!"

"But, how could I ..."

Rogers looked bitter.

It's a bit strange to tell his girlfriend that he was ready to end the white-picket-fence life and go to the Soviet Union to save his boy-friend.

But he wasn't very good at lying.

"I'll give you a tip."

Luke's mouth curled up, and he whispered, "Go home early today, throw a candlelight dinner, and sprinkle the sheets with flower petals ... and give Margery a surprise."

Rogers listened attentively and wrote it down in his heart.

In terms of emotion, Howard and Luke were his predecessors.

"And then, over dinner, bring up the matter of going to the Soviet Union?"

He asked.

"Of course not! This requires an appropriate time. For example, after enjoying the romantic and beautiful candlelight dinner, you can sit on the sofa and chat. Then, when the mood is right, do some pleasant after-dinner exercise -- then you can say it. Emphasize what Bucky means to you and the good times you had before."

Luke started to teach him seriously.

"Uh ... but why?"

Rogers was puzzled.

"Because, no matter if it's men or women, it's always easier to agree to some unreasonable requests when you are physically and mentally comfortable."

Luke, like an experienced person, sighed and added.

"For example, if Margery said she wanted to get a high-end car, you'd probably consider whether it was necessary. But when you're in bed and you're looking at your girlfriend, who's all naked and charming, would you even hesitate to get a new car?"

Rogers thought about it for a long time, then nodded in agreement.

At that time, he really wouldn't be able to think properly.

Because it wasn't the brain that made the first decision, it was the lower half of the body.

"Understood! I'll get ready right away."

Watching Captain America leave in a hurry, Luke showed a mischievous smile.

Hopefully, Rogers wouldn't get kicked out of bed.

What woman would be happy to hear her boyfriend mention another person's name when she was affectionate.

Besides, it's another man!

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...

Lake Alkali, dam base.

An hour after leaving S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, Luke arrived here.

He walked into the laboratory and saw Dr. Bolivar Trask, who stood out as the only short one in the crowd.

"I heard you guys got something?" Luke asked.

Trask, who is in charge of the mutants, volunteered to host the event, smiled, and said, "The mutant genetic map is a huge project, which can't be achieved so soon at the moment, but we are making progress; in other areas."

"Before, S.H.I.E.L.D. proposed a 'Weapon X' project, which was intended to create an indestructible killing machine."

"We had our eye on Logan and Victor."

"They have extremely powerful self-healing abilities and can overcome most of the accidents that occur during the transformation process."

Luke frowned slightly. S.H.I.E.L.D. did have this plan inside.

The originator was William Stryker, who had a fondness for Logan and was bent on transforming him into the perfect weapon!

"Dr. Trask, as I said, this transformation experiment is voluntary."

Luke wasn't a shameless politician who made empty promises; he wouldn't easily change what he promised.

Since they decided to gather mutants, improve their living environment, change the current mainstream public opinion, and strive for the integration between the two populations, it would be done.

If he said he would treat mutants kindly but secretly sent them to the operating table...

Such a despicable and underhanded thing wasn't in line with his style of doing things.

"Major General Sir, you misunderstood."

Trask was quick to explain, "Logan volunteered! After Victor saw him sign up, he also took part in it, which is why this project started."

Luke picked his eyebrows, surprised.

In the original timeline, Wolverine was transformed and injected with Adamantium because Stryker deceived him.

During this period, he experienced the tragedy of losing his lover and the tragic defeat against Sabretooth.

After joining S.H.I.E.L.D, neither Bolivar Trask nor William Stryker could threaten the mutants.

Why did Logan take the initiative and agreed to it?

"Because of love."

Trask revealed a bit of a cynical smile and the resentment of still being a bachelor.