[Zhongyingmei] That snake

Bucky tries to open his eyes, he doesn't know how long he's been out, but the slightest bit of light right now makes his eyes feel uncomfortable, a dull ache behind the eyeballs.The brain gradually returned from chaos to lucidity, but without the tingling that was obvious every time I woke up in Hydra a few years ago.

He couldn't feel the existence of his left arm, and he couldn't control it, but the right arm made of flesh and blood clearly felt the coldness of the solid metal against the skin.

He was finally able to fully open his eyes, and the memories before coma flooded into his mind like a slow stream.What came into view was a very technological room with metal walls and a white reflective floor. The various instruments placed in the room seemed to hint at the function of this room.

Bucky was strapped to the chair with his bare upper body, but they didn't restrict Bucky's neck. Turning his head slightly, he could see that his metal arm was still installed on his left shoulder, but a technician disassembled the metal arm. A loose leaf in the wall, the internal structure is being modified with a fine welding torch.

It's like the nightmare scene that has come from time to time for the past 70 years, except that Bucky sees a figure with his back turned to him, talking to the people around him, and the wheat-blonde hair makes him Bucky thought about Oliver.

Bucky wasn't sure if his eyes were too questioning and burning to be felt, he'd never had such doubts in the past, he'd always been a ghost killer who wouldn't go unnoticed.The latter turned around slowly.

Bucky just wants to bang his head on something hard now and tell himself that this face is just his hallucination.

"Oliver?"

"It's me." Oliver finished talking with his men and walked towards Bucky, "Wake up."

Bucky looked at Oliver's deadpan face, nothing in the way Pierce looked at a well-crafted weapon in need of careful repair, yet Bucky couldn't say there was no emotion in it.But the only adjective he can use is flat, completely different from those asset users in the past.Ha, how can this be the same?The person in front of him is a comrade who once fought side by side, but he didn't know when Oliver started to change. Bucky had to admit that the unknown was confusing.

Oliver casually pulled out a chair with a back on the side, and sat upside down on it, with the back of the chair against his chest. He crossed his arms on the back of the chair, just letting his chin rest on his forearms, Staring at Bucky in a completely disarmed, unguarded manner.

"Where the fuck is this?" Bucky heard himself ask.

"Calvert, Maryland." Oliver stretched out his fingers and tapped the solid wooden chair under his hands, "If you want to know more details, this is the base of Hydra."

"What did you say?" Bucky's eyes widened. "Are you Hydra?"

Oliver wasn't offended that Bucky was so surprised to question the obvious, and he said calmly, "I am now."

Bucky struggled to break free from the chains that bound him, and Oliver finally frowned. "Calm down."

Bucky was controlled by Oliver's mutant ability, and all of his strength was taken away, and he collapsed on the seat panting.

Oliver glanced at the technician who was more nervous than him, "How many trackers are left? The base's shielding time won't be too long."

The technician pushed the glasses with trembling fingers, "About three, there are Stark's technology, and the hidden trackers left by the Soviets in the past have not been removed."

The technician repaired the arm of the Winter Soldier when Pierce led the Hydra back then. He knew the power of this humanoid weapon. He really didn't know what evil he had done in his life, and was captured by the Hydra organization again. .

Oliver reached out and grabbed the table beside him, and a 3D perspective projection appeared in the air. The position of the tracker was marked with a red dot in the picture, "If your hands and feet are not fast enough, ask the optical mechanical assistant to help."

A woman in business attire who had been following Oliver bent down and said to Oliver, "My lord, I have detected that there are a few worn parts in the mechanical arm, and I have sent someone to make replacement parts. The scars are harmless, but if A full fix may take some time before soldiers can be sent out on missions."

"A mission, what mission?" Oliver raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Senator Dorchester seems to have some opinions on you. The rumors he spreads in secret will also affect your reputation. We can seize this opportunity."

"Take this opportunity to kill him?" Oliver felt a little amused, "I remember I told you, it's a waste."

"However, Senator Dorchester is a threat. It is absolutely necessary for us to get rid of him. This is a necessary expense."

"The waste I'm talking about doesn't refer to our own resources, but to him." Oliver got up from the stool, pulled up his suit, and buttoned it. Is the ability to pour dirty water on me enough to prove his ability? Kill him for what? This man is a talent that can be used. Remember to me that assassination is definitely the worst solution to the problem. Look at that idiot Pierce .Dorchester is down, won’t the family behind him rise up? All right, I’ll take care of this matter.”

"If you don't need a killer, the Winter Soldier..." Melinda lowered her head and asked more respectfully, "Do you need to be brainwashed by electroshock? We have already returned to the past to be in charge of this work in the Hydra organization Dr. Korchagins."

"No, as I said, I never need an assassin." Oliver paused, "As for Korchagins, since he has the talent to do this electric shock task, then transfer him to the weapon department to participate The development of a new electromagnetic gun."

Melinda accepted the task calmly, lowering her head to hide the surprise in her eyes. From the first half of Oliver's sentence, she thought that Oliver didn't like this Korchagins very much, but the next sentence transferred him an important department.Too many times, Melinda couldn't figure out the brain circuit of the new leader of Hydra.

To rule the world, that's what it means, but they always say it a little more euphemistically, they want to create a better world, at least that's what the leadership told the internal propaganda department.She has no way of knowing the actual thoughts of the higher-ups.

Although sometimes resorting to violence, the new leader, while suppressing violence, is also enthusiastic about various social charity work in a ostensible capacity, including unemployment relief, racial equality, etc., and not just talking Look, doing superficial work to add a beautiful touch to his political achievements, but he is really serious and dedicated to doing these things, just as he is supervising the manufacture of space battleships.

Melinda had to say that even Lord Red Skull looked at Oliver once when Oliver couldn't see it, with the eyes of this kid who has a bag of brains.Only Maria would never question and ask the meaning of his orders.

But what can be done?No one could deny Oliver Williams' grip on the organization, his uncanny irresistible charisma and prestige.No matter how weird his orders are, Hydra will execute them efficiently.

And it's not the fault of adults that IQ is even worse when it's executed.

"Repair all the damage," Oliver turned and walked towards the door, leaving a few words for his subordinates, "then freeze him in the ice, it's not time for him to play yet."

While walking, Oliver looked at the message from Colin on the phone screen, "Get ready for the plane, I'm going to Scotland."

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Oliver drove through a field, the gentle distant mountains were shrouded in a mist, and a little wind brought the smell of heather leaves.

He was blocked by a group of scattered sheep, so he could only park his car halfway and walk towards a seemingly old building not far away.

Lim and Colin wanted to come to Scotland to experience the life of sheep herding on a whim, but they stayed here for three or four years. Oliver glanced at the iron hook next to the door used to hang the dog's leash. The bottom of the iron hook was worn out and dented, but the collie was not here, nor was it in the muddy field.

A fluffy lamb blocked the doorway, preventing Oliver from opening the door. He poked the lamb's butt with his toe, and the lamb bleated, and opened its slender and lazy eyes, but didn't care. Willing to step aside.

Oliver exhaled, and directly embraced the soft little lamb's belly with one hand, allowing it to be held in his arms on all fours. With the other hand, he pushed open the door and entered the warm room.

Colin wasn't on the first floor, and Oliver walked down the stairs to the bedroom.

Pushing open the door of Colin's room, he saw that Colin was sitting curled up in front of the desk, covered with a thick quilt, his face was yellow and his spirits were weak.

"You're here?" Colin smiled, "Why did you bring her in?"

"It's in my way and won't let me open the door." Oliver replied, "Where's Lim?"

"Your mother has gone back to London with our collie."

"Why? And what's going on with you?"

"I didn't want her to look at me like this, so I figured out a way to get her to go back to London." Colin waved his hand, hesitated to speak, and finally decided to say, "I just... pretended to have an argument with her Fight, get her angry back."

Colin walked slowly back to the bed with the quilt in his arms, and sat down weakly against the pillows. "I don't want her to see me like this, and I don't want Lily to see me like this. But I think about it, I should let you come, at least..."

"At least I can save you." Oliver sat on a chair next to Colin's bed, the lamb using his knees as a nest.

"No..." Colin smiled, "If I ask either Lim or Lily to come, they will come to you to save me, and you will not refuse them. If it is Lily, it will be even more terrifying, she will definitely jump into it. In your arms, you were crying so much that you wiped your snot and tears on your beautiful suit. But I only called you here, because at least someone would collect the body for me."

Oliver's hands stroking the lamb's soft curly hair stopped shaking, and he lowered his head and asked, "Why?"

"I'm a little confused, and I don't know why you want to ask." Colin didn't try to meet Oliver's eyes, but stared at the ceiling suddenly, "But, if you come alone, maybe you don't plan to use Your mutant powers come to save me."

"Why do you think so, I can save you."

"But you won't. Because you can't save everyone, you can't give privileges to someone. Of course, maybe you will give privileges to someone." Colin smiled, "Someone who will accompany you all your life. But I I can only accompany you half my life and raise you up. God is always fair, and as his creation, you will also understand the meaning of fairness, so I know you will not save me."

"Are you sick, or is there some other reason?" Oliver felt his voice tremble a little, a kind of panic that had been ripped apart.

"The old wounds of the past will accumulate over time and will explode one day," Colin shrank into the quilt, rested his head on the pillow, closed his eyes and remained silent for a while. If it wasn't for his shallow breathing, he might think that he has passed away.

He tried to fall asleep, but the ruthless Grim Reaper didn't show mercy to mortals, and he couldn't fall asleep.

Colin put out a hand to take Oliver's, and his hand was terribly cold.

"But I still couldn't help asking, will you save me?" Just finished speaking, before Oliver could answer, he suddenly smiled wryly and shook his head, "Everyone wants to be saved when they are in trouble, no matter what they think Whether they are worth it or not, even those who repent with guilt and pain will have a trace of desire to be saved that makes them blame themselves even more."

"No one wants to die. I don't want to leave." Colin's hand tightened. "Oliver, my boy..."

Will Oliver save him?Won't.He had to use all his remaining consciousness to control the will of the Mind Stone, just sitting here watching Colin gradually die, instead of killing him with his own hands.

Perhaps because of the inevitable laws of nature, or the magical blood relationship, Oliver's mutant ability is almost pervasive, and no material in the world can resist the penetration of his mutant ability.But Colin and Lily's mutant abilities are good. They can create an absolute space to block Oliver's mutant ability.

Even though Oliver already holds the space gem in his hand and can reverse everything, he cannot guarantee that in the subsequent battles, his plan will always read, 'hold the space gem in his hand', and he must be sure that nothing will go wrong.

Colin closed his eyes, the last thing in sight was the two hands that were clasped with Oliver, he hadn't stopped breathing, it was just getting weaker.

Oliver didn't move, didn't answer, and showed no expression.When Colin's breathing stopped with a drop of water slipping from the corner of his eye, Oliver, let go of his clenched hand.

The blue light in the room flashed, and he returned to the Hydra base in Maryland.

"My lord." Melinda immediately stopped her work and called out. She was already familiar with Oliver's space teleportation ability, "The Winter Soldier has been re-frozen back into the freezer. Is there anything that needs to be changed?"

Oliver looked coldly at Bucky's closed eyes in the freezer window, and threw the lamb in his hand to the ground.

The lamb bleated a few times, then leaned against a corner of the freezer and lay down again.

"Take care of this sheep."

"……Yes."

"Just keep it in this room."

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"Lily, Colin passed away."

"What did you say?" Lily opened her dark green eyes wide, and the water flooded up almost instantly. She probably never hated Oliver so much for never cheating her with words.

"He died, in Scotland. Died of illness."

The kitty in Lily's hand was thrown to the ground by her, but Kitty didn't run away. Perhaps it sensed the change of the master's breath, and circled around Lily's feet. Lily threw herself into Oliver's arms, tears flowing out uncontrollably, "Why? Why didn't you save him?"

Oliver hugged her back, and the other hand trembled as it passed Lily's fragile nape, as if he had to use all his strength to move it away, and gently brushed the silvery white particles. hair strands.

"Don't ask, you don't want to know why."

He couldn't take the initiative to kill his father and sister, but he couldn't help but watch them die.