[ EU ] Captain America is unfrozen in 1960 and finds himself in the Wolfenstein universe .

`` Mr. Rogers, correct?'' The Scot faced him directly across the table. `` Time for your reveille, sonny.'' The Captain was confused. Earlier, he was just broken out of his ninth circle of hell, to find himself underground in the heart of Berlin. What happened to Peggy, Stark.. Bucky? Steve stood up `` Listen, I'm sorry, but I need to head back to America. I need to look for my unit!'' Fergus laughed. `` Unit? Boy, sit down. We lost.'' Lost? America was already winning the war by the time he crashed, with his help. `` Lost, sir? No, that ca n't be right...'' The aged commander cocked his eyebrow. `` Mr. Rogers. Please. Sit. Down. Have a bloody cup of tea or whatever you Yanks do. Not that you remember anymore.'' He slipped the younger clippings of newspapers, entitled `` America Loses Naval Supremacy -Tokyo, August 20, 1946'', `` Triumph In The East! -Berlin, April 4, 1947'', and The Liberation Of America Has Begun -Washington, January 7, 1949''. Steve read them over. No way, no way his country had fallen. He buried his head with his hands. `` No, no, no, no...'' Reid was up to his neck with the boy. He got up, and lifted the lad's head up, looking straight at him. `` Rogers, we've all lost friends. I've lost friends. Two people like you.'' Fergus looked down, in guilt, but quickly raised his head back at the American. `` We are the last good people down on this god-forsaken Earth. Both of us are getting old, boyo. But I'm not going to stand down to it. We already took out their commander, Deathshead. That ai n't goin' to stop them. We need all the help we can get.'' He dropped him, proper back into his seat, and started walking back into a room. `` Only way we can get to tearing down the Nazi war machine is by taking it...'' Steve stood up, eyeing the man. `` Piece.'' Reid came back, carrying two cases. `` By.'' He slid the other case over to the Captain. Both opened it up, revealing Assault Rifles. `` Piece. So whattdya say Captain Rogers? Want your homeland back? You got ta take it.'' Rogers looked at the sleek gun. He slowly looked back at the mean, green, Scottish machine. He nodded, `` I will.''
