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Chapter 2: The Avengers and Pioneers

"Practicing medicine some can't save the people of the World!"

The corner of the recruiter's mouth twitched, his expression bemused.

Sure, young man, I'm not afraid of you making grand claims, but I'm concerned if you truly live up to them!

He picked up the medical form and stamped it with "1A," indicating the highest classification.

"Congratulations, you've passed the test. Given your impressive scores, if these results are genuine, you will be assigned to a special unit..."

"Wait a moment!"

An urgent female voice interrupted, accompanied by the sound of quick footsteps. A determined female officer in military uniform burst into the room, snatched the medical examination form from the recruiter's hand, and reprimanded, "What's this application for recruits?"

Is the process so lax? Have you verified the applicant's background and credentials?

"The war is at a critical juncture. The enemy is trying to infiltrate us constantly. A little negligence could lead to countless losses..."

"If you're this careless, aren't you worried about people with ulterior motives slipping through?"

Her words were clear and logical, leaving no room for rebuttal.

Steve, listening from outside the door, was sweating nervously.

People with ulterior motives? Is she referring to me?

My God, is the conscription process really this stringent? Should I consider trying another city?

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Meanwhile, the recruiter, with visible frustration, wondered if the agent was having an off day. Why was she so irritable?

Her points were valid, but this was wartime!

At a time when many young men were dying daily on the front lines, finding suitable recruits was already challenging.

To encourage more enlistments, even movie theaters had recruitment ads, which had led to complaints from those more interested in their hobbies.

If every detail was scrutinized this closely, could anyone complete this job?

Rules are rigid, but people are not. Typically, if there are no major issues, candidates are approved without extensive review, given the limited resources.

This leniency was why Steve had tried using various identities in different cities, though his poor health made it nearly impossible for him to be accepted...

Fortunately, this policy had kept him from incarceration.

Indeed, espionage does occur, as information warfare is crucial. However, infiltrating a group of ordinary soldiers is unlikely.

But it seemed this officer, Peggy Carter, wasn't targeting him, but rather the young man named Donald Blake.

Was there really an issue with him? No, if there were, Ms. Carter would have arrested him outright instead of blocking his enlistment.

So, was there a personal issue between them?

The recruiter, convinced he had uncovered a scoop, smirked wryly before quickly departing.

Donald Blake, shrugging at Peggy Carter's disapproving glare, resigned himself to the situation.

Forget it, today's attempt seems futile. The future is long, and I'll definitely return!

He turned and walked away without hesitation.

"Wait, stop..."

Peggy Carter hurried after him, but by the time she reached the door, he was already gone. She gritted her teeth in frustration, "You can't escape!"

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"Did you see that? The rookie mission failed. Now you see why it's not worth it!"

A voice in his mind seemed to revel in his misfortune.

Donald Blake spat out in disdain, "Hmph... women are trouble."

"You were supposed to be the first..."

"Shut up! I'm in charge here!"

"..."

The voice in his head fell silent, clearly stifled, and then went quiet.

Blake shook his head and murmured, "Check the mission progress."

The system couldn't refuse such a reasonable request, and the voice of Miss System, who had been quiet for less than ten seconds, returned with a hint of reluctance.

"Newbie Mission - Vanguard of the Avengers: Join the Howling Commandos."

"Time Limit: Before the end of the war."

"Mission Reward: Official activation of the system abilities."

"Failure Penalty: System's contempt."

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