Kamen Rider Marvel - Chapter 291
“Boss, there’s a new development with S.H.I.E.L.D.”
Levi, intrigued, asked, “What’s the news?”
“Nick Fury has found Captain America.”
“Captain America?” Levi mused, realizing something significant. Captain America’s ideology of fighting for others was strikingly similar to Kamen Rider Kuuga’s. This could be…
Chapter: The Awakening of Captain America! Unveiling the Sealed Memories!
Antarctica.
The frigid winds and snow relentlessly battered the desolate land, reducing visibility to only a few meters. Amidst the howling winds, the roar of an engine and the crunch of tires on snow echoed through the landscape.
A beam of light pierced the blizzard, revealing a large truck heading towards a distant red beacon. As the car drew closer, it became evident that the beacon was held by a man clad in thick winter gear. He waved at the approaching vehicle.
The truck stopped, and two similarly dressed men greeted the beacon-holder warmly. It was clear they were acquainted.
“What’s the situation?” one of the drivers asked as they followed the beacon-holder.
“A Russian oil exploration team found something here eighteen hours ago.”
“Why wasn’t it discovered before?” the driver questioned.
The man chuckled, motioning to their surroundings. “Nothing strange about it. This is Antarctica; the terrain is always changing.”
The driver inquired further, “What do you think it is?”
The man shrugged. “Not sure. Maybe a weather balloon, but it feels different.”
As they approached their destination, a massive black object resembling an aircraft emerged from the snow, partially buried.
The two drivers stared in astonishment. They quickly began their work, placing a large laser device above the object. The laser drilled a hole the size of a manhole cover into the surface, causing snow to cascade into the opening.
Two men cautiously descended through the hole, their flashlights revealing a vast, dark interior. One man noticed something in a corner and carefully brushed away the snow, revealing a round, star-spangled shield.
“Lieutenant!” he called out, his voice echoing in the chamber.
The lieutenant hurried over, his eyes widening in recognition. “My God! Get me the colonel on the line, now!”
“But sir, it’s 3 AM,” the other man protested.
“I don’t care what time it is. This man has been waiting long enough.”
Steve Rogers’ vision was shrouded in darkness, and his consciousness was hazy. He faintly heard a baseball game commentator’s voice. Squinting, he slowly opened his eyes, finding himself in a small, white room sparsely furnished with a few essentials. An old radio on a counter played a baseball game.
Confused, Steve sat up, his memory failing to place this room. A woman entered, looking at him with no surprise.
“Good morning! Or…” she glanced at her watch, “Good afternoon.”
Steve, suspicious, asked, “Where am I?”
“You’re in a recovery room in New York City,” she replied.
Noticing the room’s anachronistic details and recognizing the baseball game, Steve’s suspicion grew. “That game is from May 1941. I was there.”
He stepped closer, demanding, “Where am I?”
The woman, clutching a signal device, pressed it urgently. “Captain Rogers, please calm down.”
Just then, armed S.H.I.E.L.D. agents burst in, attempting to restrain Steve. But he overpowered them, smashing one into a wall.
Breaking through a larger space, Steve emerged, disoriented, into the streets, marveling at the bustling modern cityscape. Cars and people filled the streets, starkly contrasting his last memory.
Nick Fury approached from a vehicle, calling, “Calm down, soldier. I apologize for the shock. We wanted to ease you into this.”
“Prepare me for what?” Steve demanded.
“You’ve been asleep for seventy years, Captain.”
Steve, now back at S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, spent the following days being briefed on modern history and technology, slowly coming to terms with the fact that he had been frozen for seventy years.
One day, after a routine check-up, the doctor reassured him, “You’re in perfect health, Captain Rogers.”
Steve nodded in acknowledgment. As the doctor left, another figure entered the room.
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