Pixel Maniac in the Comic World

Chapter 120 Captain America is resurrected
  After touching Natasha, Terry's eyes lit up, and he pulled out a pair of binoculars similar to night vision goggles from the other's chest, and successfully transformed them into a fourth accessory.

‘Ghost goggles. ’

‘Can be equipped to enable echolocation, infrared night vision, and electromagnetic response devices. ’

‘+50% sight distance, can see through all ordinary objects. ’

After Natasha realized that the other party was not using an excuse to take advantage, she touched the night vision device that had disappeared on her chest, and there was a bit of reluctance in her eyes.

Although the technology used in the binoculars was not precious, it stayed with her for a long time.

The eagle eye observing from a distance also showed such an expression.

This kid's damn super power can accurately find the most cherished equipment and weapons on each of them.

Then Terry finally put the instrument into the hands of Turner, who had been waiting for a long time, and gave him a piece of advice.

"I hope you will be more cautious when doing research. I don't want to suddenly see the technology contained in it appearing on an enemy in the future."

Nick glanced at Terry and shrugged.

It's not that he is particularly rare about this thing, but not paying attention to it doesn't mean that Terry feels that he is not qualified.

Hawkeye coughed to show his presence.

"What I mean is to convince him to join. It doesn't mean that he will assume a leadership position as soon as he comes in. If you think you are better than that old antique in terms of strategy and tactics, you can certainly use your actions to prove that you are more suitable to be the captain."

Turner held the instrument in his arms like a treasure, looked at Nick excitedly, and left after the other person nodded.

Hawkeye was a little confused, not knowing what Terry wanted his help to say.

"Yes, we will convince the captain to join us. He should not refuse this proposal."

Huh?
  Terry was stunned for a moment.

"Victory Commando."

Huh? Is there no Natasha in the Avengers?
  "So what is our team called?"

"Hahaha, that's not what I meant."

Peter came back to his senses and pointed at Terry and Danny: "Just the three of us?"

Peter looked expectantly: "There has to be a name, right? Or do we need to pick one ourselves?"

"And I."

How high are Nick Fury’s demands for the Avengers?
  Peter became extremely excited: "That's the earliest team of superpowers led by Captain America in the documentary just now? Could it be that after he wakes up..."

What about the promised Avengers?

"Now let's go back to the previous topic. Since the three have expressed their intention to achieve the same result, from now on, the team will be established."

Terry subconsciously glanced at Natasha, but Black Widow was obviously really unhappy with him now, so she looked away directly.

Nick nodded, deliberately made a serious look, and spoke slowly.

If Terry hadn't bragged wildly, he would have met the living Captain America today!
  Peter looked at the direction Turner left, and it was obvious that he wanted to follow him, but Nick said he still had something to say.

Terry elbowed Hawkeye, who was leaning closer again: "Mouth substitute, go!"

Terry smiled awkwardly.

"Then what do you mean?"

The scheming Nick pursues him fiercely.

"Have you forgotten what I just said? About my inability to be selfless."

"Oh, then I'll give you another level of mercenary status. It's up to you to decide whether you want to act with the Victory Commando in each mission."

Then Nick spread his hands towards Peter: "Then there are currently only two members of the Victory Commando."

The hawk stared at Nick with evil eyes.

"Why did I even bother to ask who you missed?"

"Then just three people, don't get into these minutiae." Nick walked out with his hands behind his back, and said a few words indifferently, causing Hawkeye to subconsciously put his hand on the bow.

"Calm down, Clint!"

Danny held down Hawkeye's next move.

"What are we going to do next? Are we just here today to verbally form a team?"

Natasha walked over and gestured to everyone.

"Register information, collect equipment, and then if you are free, you can experience our training facilities here today."

Then the woman took a special look at Terry.

"I wonder if this hired person is willing to participate in training with the Victory Commandos?"

Terry thought for a moment and thought it would be good to have some experience. He reached into his pocket and tried to take out his mobile phone.

"Wait a minute, I have another interest class today."

"If you mean the fencing class, I don't think you need to make the call."

Hawkeye sighed.

"Jacques left New York yesterday, and now I don't even know which country he is going to."

Terry was stunned as he held the phone.

After a while, he put down the phone, with some melancholy on his expression.

"You didn't say hello when you left. After all, you have been a master and apprentice for so long. This is really..."

Hei in the spiritual world is also a little silent. He is relatively indifferent to external emotions and cannot understand Bai's mood at the moment.

"That's not the case. You haven't even taken the course for a full month. You..."

It was natural for Hawkeye to feel melancholy. After all, he and Jacques had known each other for many years, but he didn't expect Terry's emotions to be so full.

Then Hawkeye thought about the problem of the Devil Gang again, couldn't help but mention it in his heart, and fell silent again.

"How can you enlighten me and enlighten yourself about autism?"

Terry quickly regained his expression, walked over and patted Hawkeye on the shoulder: "Let's go and see your training venue. People always have to look forward. We can always meet again if we are destined."

……

An hour and a half later, a group of SHIELD scientists looked excitedly at the vital sign display connected to the recuperation cabin, and saw that the various indicators representing vitality were actually rising steadily and upward.

Although Nick didn't tell them the origin of the magical instrument, they still felt frustrated.

"It's incredible. It's not difficult to understand from a technical perspective, but this wonderful idea is what we lack."

"Yes, I can understand all the steps, but this kind of ingenious thinking that I know I will never be able to catch up in my life is the gap that really makes people more desperate the more I think about it."

"Fortunately they don't know the age of the person who created this instrument."

Turner stood behind Nick, listening to the discussions of the scientific researchers, and murmured in a low voice.

"I don't think that instrument may have been made by Terry."

Nick responded to Turner, then stretched out his index finger and tapped his lower lip lightly.

Turner was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned his eyes, his expression couldn't help but become excited.

Separated by a huge glass, the treatment cabin slowly opened with a puff of white cold air, and then a strong hand reached out and rested on the edge of the hatch.

The equipment provided by Barry actually gave Captain America the ability to move without even needing to recuperate!
  Everyone onlookers also held their breath, and some people were even trembling slightly.

They were extremely excited to witness a scene that was of special significance to most Americans.

A hero from another world, spanning a distance of seventy years, awakened in front of them.

(End of this chapter)