Chapter 180: Arranged

　　 Dr. laughed, this young man was just as he imagined, a man of integrity and kindness.
"Well, many big men have participated in this war. I think maybe we need a small man now." The doctor said in a calm tone and said a little joke: "I can give you one. Opportunity, however, is just an opportunity."
　　 He turned and opened the curtain of the compartment, motioning for Steve to follow him.
　　 Steve grabbed his clothes and replied hurriedly: "I will catch it."
　　 "Very good." In the medical examination hall outside, the doctor came to the doctor's desk and picked a seal. The old-fashioned lamp made everything hazy: "Then Mr. Steve, where are you from?"
　　 Steve was a little embarrassed. He looked aside and replied in a low voice, "Brooklyn."
　　Dr. Erskine gave a ‘huh’ without saying anything, turned to the Brooklyn data sheet, stamped it hard, and handed the file to Steve.
　　 "Congratulations, soldier, you are selected."
　　 The joy on Steve's face can no longer be held up. His wish has finally come true. It won't be long before he can put on his uniform and go to the front line to contribute to the end of the unjust war.
The seal on the 　　 file is ‘1A’, which is the highest evaluation of the U.S. Army’s enlistment testing, which means that he can become any service, including high-demand services such as paratroopers and pilots.
　　 Dr. 　　 smiled and walked out. Afterwards, someone would tell Rogers where to report, but it was definitely not the pilot or submarine he had imagined.
　　 "Doctor, please wait a minute." Steve closed the file and held it firmly in his hand. He had another question.
"Huh?" Dr. Erskine stopped, turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression. He was indeed using his power to open the back door, but this young man wouldn't even criticize this. ?
　　 Steve is indeed upright, but he is not pedantic. He joined the army and didn’t want to do bad things. Bucky often said he had to be flexible.
　　 For good purposes and results, the process is not very important, but he still wants to ask if Mr. Wilson performed the operation. After all, I'm so conspicuous, I'm afraid I will be reported by others in the future, causing trouble to Mr. Wilson.
　　 "Do you know Mr. Wilson? The one from Wilson Enterprise."
　　 Dr. Erskine tilted his head for a moment, and there was a strange expression on his face.
　　 "My shampoo and toothpaste are produced by Wilson Corporation. I should be considered a loyal user of them. The mint smell is really refreshing, but personally...I don't know him."
Dr. 　　 smiled and flirted with his few hairs, put on a confident smile, turned and left, leaving behind a puzzling Steve.
　　 Strange, didn't Mr. Wilson say that the arrangements were made? Isn't the doctor his friend?
　　 He scratched his head and looked around the medical examination hall. People were walking in a hurry, and no one even noticed him.
　　 Suddenly, he felt that someone was watching him. It turned out that the gendarme didn't leave with the doctor, but smiled at him from a distance, showed a smile like gin, and disappeared into the crowd.
　　 Steve understood instantly, this military police was the one arranged by Mr. Wilson.
　　 This military police is a fake, it is simply an employee of the winery, otherwise, how could it happen that Dr. Erskine met Steve?
When Steve walked towards the drafting station, the fake military police went to see Dr. Erskine who was visiting elsewhere in the venue. He said that the drafting station found a person with forged information wandering inside. This person might have a unique personality. Of genetic diseases.
　　 As an expert in biology and anthropology, Dr. Erskine was naturally interested. He thought that the military police was a member of the conscription office, so he followed, and happened to meet Steve who was walking slowly in the corridor.
　　The people in the conscription office thought that the gendarmerie was someone who followed the doctor. The doctor's authority was very high. Everyone in Yiliang's identity had to listen to his orders, so this fake gendarmerie swaggered in.
　　 The military police was originally a military policeman in charge of other soldiers. Naturally, no one would come to investigate him. Su Ming used all of the above to play a "two-headed Mongolian" and led the doctor and Steve to meet.
　　The next thing is that the doctor goes to fetch the information, and the military police go to stare at Steve, giving the doctor the illusion that if you don't want this person, we will take him away.
　　 After listening to Steve in the corridor, Dr. was moved by his determination to join the army. How could Steve be captured?
　　 So after entering the cubicle, the doctor also said thank you to the military police, thanking him for notifying himself, otherwise it would be a waste of such a person.
"thank you!"
　　............
Even if he knew the answer afterwards, Steve was still shocked by Su Ming's series of actions. It was already a crime to forge the drafting information. The people in the winery simply disguised the military police. This was during the war. If discovered It's definitely over.
　　 The key is that they really did it, and they didn’t know how to tie themselves to the doctor and successfully enlisted in the army.
　　Bold plans, ideal results, everything is arranged just right.
　　 I didn’t expect Mr. Wilson to do this for himself. Steve was very touched.......
　　 In fact, Su Ming's courage is much greater than he thought. Unlike his scientific research wastes, the thugs in the winery are pretty good. They are all talents and speak nicely.
　　 In this chaotic place, a military policeman was formed out of thin air. It was just a basic operation. Steve should quickly find a place to sit down and cover his mouth not to shout ‘666’.
　　 Soon, a real soldier came over and handed Steve a piece of paper with an address and the date of the report.
　　 "Caspian Camp..." Steve hadn't heard of this place. The unit that recruited him was neither the air force nor the navy, but the Strategic Science Corps mentioned by the doctor just now. The signature was SSR (Strategic Scientific Reserve).
He took the newspaper note and his file and returned to the Wilson Enterprise booth to thank Su Ming for his help, only to find that Su Ming and Bucky had already left. Only Jos, who was still on the booth promoting the product, was in the original group. Waiting for him on his desk.
　　 He looked like he had eaten too much, he kept touching his belly, still muttering words.
　　 "Hi, Mr. Jos."
　　 Steve greeted him and looked around, hoping to find Bucky.
Like gin, this middle-aged man in a tight sweater is not called Jos, this is just a code name. It is said that the original boss wanted to name him Joe without tearing, but he said that he was afraid of being spoiled, and finally called Joe. Si, the internal code name is'masterJohn' (masterJohn), MJ for short.
　　 He doesn't have any special skills. His greatest strength is his ability to speak well, and his words are very credible. Wilson's company is not small now, so Su Ming let him be in charge of external liaison and product releases.
　　 He is in the position entirely by the fact that he looks like the real Joe’s gang leader.
　　 "Hi, Steve, is this done?"
　　 "Yes, I want to thank Mr. Wilson, where did he go?"
　　 Except for the people around who still remembered all kinds of food, he did not find any familiar people.
"The boss just came back from overseas last night, and he has gone home to rest now." Jos smiled cordially, and reached out and took out a ticket from his jeans pocket: "He left you with the train ticket tonight. To Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Camp Caspian is just 70 miles north of the outskirts of Philadelphia, and you will be picked up by troops from the train station."
　　 "How did he know?" Steve looked surprised. He hadn't said that before, did Mr. Wilson buy all the tickets?
　　 This is not a tight layout, right? This is simply a miracle show~EbookFREE.me~ Our boss always has a plan. "
　　Jos said with emotion that he has been working in Wilson's Enterprise for a long time. Although not as early as Gin Wine, he joined in 1929 when he was recruited. He is now an old man in the company and has become accustomed to the genius of his boss.
　　 Steve was not polite and accepted the ticket generously. After all, he owed too many favors. I just don’t know if he can return from the battlefield smoothly and give the contemporary spokesperson of Wilson Enterprise?
　　 If he comes back on the battlefield without arms and legs, he is a little unsure whether Mr. Wilson still needs the endorsement of the disabled, it will not be very conducive to the brand image, this era is still very discriminatory to the disabled.......
　　 Steve shook his head and threw these things out of his brain. This thought was a little unlucky: "Then my friend Bucky?"
Joss showed a vague expression and raised his eyebrows mysteriously at him: "In order to see him off, the boss booked him the presidential suite of the Waldorf Astoria for one night, and then Bucky took his female companion to... ....'Experience Presidential Room Service'...you know."
　　 Okay, Steve understands. It seems that I don’t have to see him off tonight. I just hope that he can get on the boat on time tomorrow.
　　 "Well, then I should go home to pack my things, goodbye, Mr. Joss."
　　 "I wish you a safe return."
　　Jos responded with a smile, and only this sentence is more suitable for those who will be on the battlefield.
　　 Draped in the sky of stars, Rogers returned to his home briskly. He immediately packed his things and hurried to the train station enthusiastically.