Lynn doesn't speak

"Life is not only about the mess in front of you, but also the dog son of the boss"

He squatted down and poured out his newly bought dog food.Rumlow, who came back for a rare time, put the bowl in front of the bulldog who was barking at him. Although he thought it was cheap, he didn't dare to just give up.

After all, the boss's dog, even if he chopped himself up, he had to feed him.

"... Haven't detected it yet?!"

"... Increase the electric shock!..."

"No... I can't track the brainwaves of the target anymore!..."

"Boom--!!"

There was a loud noise from the ceiling above, shaking off the dust on the wall, which was also mixed with the roar of many people one after another. It was obvious that another laboratory happily exploded on the spot.As part of Hydra's daily life, a large group of scientific monsters and lunatics gathered. The research department that was razed to the ground twice in three days will always be a pain that Comrade Crossbones does not want to recall.

But today, it seems to be more... Livelier than usual?

"Peng--!"

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, the door of the office was kicked open from the outside.Rumlow looked up and saw his immediate boss standing at the door with a smile on his face, puffed up his chest, and opened his arms to him very happily:

"Wow! My baby, my sweetheart!"

"..."

Rumlow silently picked up the bulldog on the ground and stuffed it into his arms.

As one of Hydra's agents who infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D., Crossbones and his spy chief seldom stay in the base, unless something happens that requires them to use their secret lines, and they can't explain clearly in the communication for a while The problem.After all, although modern technology is advanced and it is very convenient to travel around the world, it is still a very headache to disappear from S.H.I.E.L.D.'s sight for too long and attract the attention of interested people, especially Nick Fury.

Therefore, he was really very, very puzzled by the behavior of his boss, who did not assign tasks like machine gun bullets when he entered the door today, but ran to pet the dog first.

"That means I can finally have a vacation, right?"

After thinking for a while, he quickly opened his mouth full of expectation.Comrade Crossbones, who works for SHIELD while working for Hydra, blinked. For a moment, he seemed to see the beautiful beaches of Hawaii beckoning to him.

"I'll pretend I didn't hear this." Ruthlessly shattering Rumlow's hopes, Alexander Pierce raised his chin towards the door behind him with his little boy in his arms: "Let's go, it's time to release the wolf again." It's cub season. Brock, you... oh baby, why are you still shedding hair?!"

"...I don't shed hair, boss." With a mouthful of blood on his chest, Rumlow didn't know whether he should cry for him or not.

"I didn't mention you either, don't take your seat."

Looking back in surprise, he seemed to be saying how I have such a sincere subordinate.Pierce threw the dog off the floor, patted the conspicuous fur on his body, and turned around first and walked outside:

"Wolf cub, do you remember his name?"

"Sergeant James Barnes, now called the Winter Soldier." Answered honestly, Rumlow followed Pierce and walked up the fork leading to the cold room: "So who are we going to assassinate this time?"

"No one." Turning another corner, the dim lights in the corridor reflected the shadows of two people, Pierce shrugged:

"Actually, that boy Lynn has gone wrong again. This time the situation is a bit special, and we have to find someone reliable to get him back—the Winter Soldier is our best choice at the moment."

Shiny leather shoes step on the accumulated dust, and the echo of footsteps fills people's eardrums.Rumlow took a little big step, crossed the uneven floor in front of him, and stopped in front of a rusty door along with Pierce's voice.

"It's useless to keep a running dog all the time. It's better to use the waste, catch it and contribute some final value."

He heard the boss smile casually:

"Am I right, Brock?"

# # #

"... longing, rusty, seventeen, dawn, stove, nine, kindness, home, wagon, one."

"Soldier?"

"Yes, sir."

Open the door and walk into the strange room in front of you.The light coming in from the corridor illuminates a small piece of floor in front of the door. As far as the eye can see, there is only a single bed and a table, placed in a not-so-wide space, empty and covered with dust.

According to Crossbones, this is where he used to rest, but he doesn't remember anything.

He walked in the door with the issued firearms and weapons, and threw the things on the bed.Bucky watched as the heavy black backpack made a shallow dent in the mattress, kicking up a large cloud of dust, he pursed his lips and took a few steps back, stretching out his hand and waving in front of his eyes.

Rumlow and Pierce, and the mission to find an experimental subject, this is all he knows in this world so far.Pierce told him that Rumlow would be responsible for finding out the whereabouts of the experimental subject, and before that, he only needed to stay in the base and stand by.And his newly thawed body urgently needs training to recover. While waiting for the news from Crossbones, he doesn't seem to feel too bored.

The dust in front of him gradually settled, revealing the original appearance of the room.With the lessons learned just now, Bucky tried to relax his movements as much as possible, and walked slowly in the room.

From the corner where a small pot of withered cactus is placed, to the middle floor where the corners have been corroded by moths, to the transom window with iron bars on the ceiling at the corner of the bed.He looked around at the place where he was about to land, and burned the scene into his empty brain, but there was no vague sense of familiarity.

Still, it didn't matter to him.

Walking back to the bed, he dragged his backpack.Bucky sat at the table, took out the equipment inside, and put them all in the drawer.The crisp jingling of bullets continued to sound, mixed with the muffled sound of metal scraping through wood, echoing in the empty room, and the tail sound was a bit long.

Picking up the last black mask, he squeezed it in his hand and looked at it a few more times.After thinking for a while, I still opened the middle drawer, intending to put it in, but my hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

In the drawer, there is a brown envelope.

It was the most common and simple style, with no sealing and no words written down.Inside the envelope was a thin postcard, which was light and weightless in the hand.

He poured out the postcard and picked it up gently.The side facing me seems to be a printed photo, a building of a rather old age, which looks like a splicing of three cuboids of decreasing size.Against the backdrop of the blue sky, it looks solemn and magnificent.

It was a long time later that Bucky knew that this was the place where the most dangerous things in the entire British Empire were handled, and one of the most famous buildings in London: the mi6 headquarters before it was bombed.But now, at the moment when he doesn't remember anything, his eyes only stayed on the building for a moment, and then he was attracted by a line of black marker writing in the center of the photo:

"Lynn Morris Sends The Winter Soldier"

Lynn Morris, in the information Pierce gave him, his task object is called this name.

With a little confusion in his eyes, Bucky looked at it for a while, then turned the postcard to the back.

There is only one sentence on it——

"Let's break up."