[Black shield and white tank] A line of sea and sky

Wishbone and the Winter Soldier stayed together for less than a month before being evicted.

To put it bluntly, it was deportation, but no one actually put a gun to their heads.After seeing many doctors related to Bartok and Rollins being interrogated, Rumlow was actually mentally prepared.It's just that he didn't know where to go for a while, so he kept procrastinating.After all, he is not alone here, he has a group of similar people protecting each other.

Because of this, he also knew that leaving was the final choice.

When he and the Winter Soldier had a drink or two at the tavern that night, someone couldn't resist talking to them.It was a man with tattoos all over his face and bare chest. Rumlow had never seen him before, but since he was able to send a representative to mention this matter with Rumlow, it proved that he had been recognized by the people here.

"You have to go." He sat next to Rumlow, his young face was expressionless, and his tone was very light, as if he had no personal emotions.

The Winter Soldier was wolfing down a thickened sandwich with the squeezed sauce on his lips.Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the man suddenly sitting next to Rumlow, speaking so unkindly, the Winter Soldier immediately dropped the sandwich, jumped off his seat and stood between Rumlow and the man.

The Winter Soldier's instincts made him forget that he no longer had a metal arm, so the man just looked him up and down for a moment, his eyes resting on his severed arm, before explaining with a snort of contempt—"I No weapons, you can tell I'm just one of the guys here, just like you."

Same, but different.He won't be driven away, but they will.

Rumlow held the Winter Soldier's shoulder, signaling him not to be nervous.Then he pouted at the man and responded—"We are going to go, but we haven't figured out where to go, how to go, give me two days, and I'll leave after I bring all the things I need."

This sounds like a reasonable request, but obviously the other party didn't accept it.He clinked glasses with Rumlow, drank the wine in the glass and walked straight back to his place.Then he took out a black backpack from under the seat and threw it to the bar, and took out a crumpled envelope from his pocket.

"Two days is too long," he said, pressing the envelope against the bag and pushing it along to Rumlow.

Rumlow took the envelope and opened it to glance at it. Inside were some banknotes and two boat tickets.He pulled the opening of the bag and unzipped a part of the zipper, and it was full of guns and ammunition.

"Tonight," the man took out a pack of cigarettes, handed them to Rumlow and the Winter Soldier respectively, and took one for himself. Just as Rumlow was looking for a lighter, he snapped his fingers, and the flames flowed from him. The fingertips popped out, and passed on the smoke of Rumlow and Winter Soldier respectively—"Waterway, go to the other side of the ocean. I bought you a 'first class', and you will live more comfortably than now."

Rumlow was stunned for a moment by the man's actions, staring at the flame that went out out of thin air after lighting the cigarette, turned his eyes back to the man's face full of patterns, and at the same time pulled his thoughts back, and asked the man rudely—" What is that ship?"

Rumlow was very dissatisfied with this arrangement. He could vaguely guess what the boat was for. Although it was much more comfortable than the Snakehead's boat, he didn't want to take such a risk with the Winter Soldier.

Although the people on the smuggler's boat are not kind, they are better than ghosts and ghosts transporting certain goods.No wonder the gang sent this guy to talk to themselves, presumably even they were too embarrassed to speak to the once famous Winter Soldier and Crossbones.

"There are our own people on board, that's our cargo. You're safe, don't worry." The man's tone was unquestionable, and his eyes on Rumlow were still indifferent.Rumlow glanced back at the people in the bar, but no one looked in his direction.

Everyone has no objection.

Perhaps this was some kind of expulsion. Although the other party spoke very politely and prepared sufficient ammunition and cash for them, Rumlow knew that if he did not accept it, it would be tantamount to making enemies of everyone present.

"It's not easy for you, take him with you." Before leaving, the man leaned against the door and said to Rumlow, holding the glass and pointing at the one-armed Winter Soldier.

Rumlow glanced at the expressionless Winter Soldier and swung the backpack over his shoulder.The Winter Soldier understood what the man was alluding to, so Rumlow had no choice but to refute, "It's not easy for him, he is willing to follow me."

After listening, the man looked at Wishbone and the Winter Soldier alternately with curious and puzzled eyes, but in the end he didn't ask any more questions, shrugged his shoulders, straightened up and shook hands with Rumlow—"We don't want to hurt you two , but you two will destroy this umbrella, so... sorry."

Rumlow nodded in understanding.

In fact, he understands the truth, but there is no feeling of landing - to be honest, it is really frustrating.

Neither he nor the Winter Soldier had any luggage, so they packed up the bag and the money from Bartok and Rollins that they had withdrawn privately before and came to the pier.The ship looked like an outdated old passenger liner, with lights hanging on the mast, and a few lights on the side windows of the ship, but all of them had their curtains drawn, making it impossible to see what was going on inside.

There were not many people on board after Wishbone and Winter Soldier, and four or five were also carrying a black bag, and they seemed to have been treated the same as them.The rest are all workers, and some mercenaries are also mixed in, with guns on their waists and daggers on their legs.

The deck has been improved, and the machine guns are mounted in modified dark compartments.Magazines and hand///mines are piled behind a few sandbags, and it seems that the armament is very sufficient.

Rumlow couldn't tell who was "his own," nor did he know what they were shipping.But what can be guessed is that either they will not take the regular route, or the ship will change its appearance later.

There are many more workers here than passengers like them. There are at least 30 to [-] people. I don’t know how many people are in the cabin. They come in and out one after another. When passing by, some people occasionally look up at the wishbone and the Winter Soldier, and continue to work. business at hand.

The Winter Soldier and Wishbone entered a room in the cabin according to the arrangement, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they opened the door.The environment of the room is really good, it can be regarded as the most comfortable trip in the past few years.The bed was huge, even though it was a double bed, it was enough for the two of them to sleep comfortably.

The sailor who brought them to the door told them not to open the curtains and left. Rumlow turned and closed the door, then took out a gun and a dagger and pressed them under the pillow, and the rest of the weapons were placed on the head of the bed. Lie directly on the bed.

The Winter Soldier also sat by the bed, calmed down for a while, then took off his shoes and lay down on the other side.Then he thought it was wrong, climbed onto Rumlow's body and put one hand on the opponent's side.

It seemed as if the two had been on the run since they met.Escape from prison, escape from organizations, escape from stowaway boats, and escape from towns that no longer protect them.The Winter Soldier didn't have a chance to take a closer look at Rumlow's face, but now he watched Rumlow's eyelid drooping, which could no longer be opened properly due to burns, he gritted his teeth silently.

"... Fuck." Rumlow covered his eyes with his arms, hooked the Winter Soldier's neck with his other hand, pulled him down and bit him, and pushed him away.

Rumlow didn't like the Winter Soldier staring at him anymore, not at all.He is not a person who particularly cares about his appearance, but even so he knows how permeable his appearance is.

But no matter how perverted he was, they still kissed.

The Winter Soldier pressed on again, and Wishbone eagerly responded.Their dirty cheeks and disheveled clothes gave off an unknowingly long-lasting sour smell, the Winter Soldier's lips and teeth still had sandwich oil on them, and the gums of their wishbones also had the pungent smell of cigarettes.

It's a sight that has little to do with beauty, Wishbone and the Winter Soldier are ugly and filthy.Their past is dirty, their identity is dirty, even their appearance is dirty.So outsiders will never be able to understand what is it that attracts them to each other, as if He///Luo/// can't get rid of it no matter what means are used.

The Winter Soldier was silent about this, he just repeatedly expressed his love for all the flavors of Wishbone with his body language.Wishbone is also silent about this, because the two of them are indeed not beautiful at all, and they are even getting uglier.He couldn't find a reason, he just wanted to kiss him, every inch of that filthy body, every inch.

The ship left the port shortly after they got on board, and the huge hull made them feel less bumpy.Before boarding the ship, Rumlow took a look at the waterline. The ship was indeed very big, but the water was so deep that it proved that there were not many goods here, but it was very heavy.

He thinks it's the latter.

This should be a group of ships carrying arms, and it is unknown what cargo will be attached to it.

The man with tattoos all over his face said that it was made by his own people, and it was nothing more than something prohibited.Experts will know how to avoid the coast guard and customs, but what they cannot avoid is the stalking and robbery of their peers.So with so many guns and ammunition for them, I'm afraid that the people on board are not necessarily the ones they have to deal with, but it is very likely that they are ghosts at sea—pirates.

Rumlow's worry dampened his interest a little, and he pressed the Winter Soldier's shoulder to speak out his thoughts.The Winter Soldier also turned over and lay back obediently, thought for a while, took out a small notebook and wrote on it.

- Pirates are inferior to the army.

Rumlow frowned while pinching the small book, then sat up vigilantly.The Winter Soldier noticed a detail that Wishbone didn't, and that was that the armed workers on the ship were soldiers.

"Army?" Rumlow murmured, turning his eyes away from the Winter Soldier. "How can you be sure? They didn't do anything, you can't see their skills."

Unexpectedly, the Winter Soldier bit the cap of his pen, quickly wrote another line and handed it to Rumlow.When Rumlow saw it, a chill ran down his back.

——There is a scar on the right side of the neck. I don’t remember which camp I saw, but they were all soldiers.

The Winter Soldier doesn't remember, but the power of the Winter Soldier's serum gives him extraordinary vision to see this detail.Rumlow's serum wasn't good, and it was dark and light so he couldn't see well, but he remembered which camp it was.

It was a mission in Columbia, where he and the Winter Soldier went to a secret base to count the number of people.There's a branch of a research organization there that doesn't study super serums, but super bacteria.

Their philosophy is not the same as that of Hydra. What Hydra advocates is to improve physical fitness, strengthen muscle density, and promote the secretion of adrenaline, so that these soldiers have extraordinary strength, speed and fighting spirit.

The Colombian research base focuses on the immune system of soldiers. They believe that the most important thing for soldiers is not to have super physical skills, but to be able to kill.Viruses and bacteria are pervasive, and they cannot be hit by bullets and guns. Then these things are more terrifying military forces than nuclear weapons. Once mastered, they will dominate the life and death of human beings.

Therefore, their soldiers are very young, and most of them are sold to the organization when they are five to eight years old.These children will receive injections of various inactivated bacteria and viruses early on, so that the surviving experimental subjects have the ability to resist these diseases.They may not have physical skills beyond ordinary people, but they can be called invulnerable to all poisons after they grow up.

At that time, the organization felt that the two researches were not contradictory, but the focus was different. If the research of the branch base had achieved results, the possibility of combining the two serums to obtain the final product could not be ruled out.Therefore, the headquarters will have capital investment every year, and at the same time, people will be sent to monitor the progress of the research every year.

Rumlow used to be Schmidt's right-hand man, and later Pierce's right-hand man, so several leaders asked him to visit those experimental bases around the world, and he went to that place as a matter of course-coincidentally, that day He took the Winter Soldier with him.

The soldiers he counted were all adults. These people looked no different from ordinary youths, even a little thinner than ordinary people, not to mention compared with the experimental products from other bases.

But without exception, they all had a scar on the right side of their necks, like newly grown tissue after a flesh burn.

According to the experimenters, this is where they often inject medicine.Because sometimes it is not pierced into the ordinary head, but pierced with five needles or twelve needles at the same time, and such scars will be formed after repeated times.

Since these soldiers have received injections in this area since they were young, it is normal that this piece of skin is different from ordinary people.Although it feels unbelievable, there are more incredible research organizations than here, and Rumlow didn't take it seriously. Unexpectedly, the Winter Soldier has some fragments of memory left.

"Are you sure you saw it?" Rumlow asked again, and the Winter Soldier nodded without hesitation.

But Rumlow is still puzzled.

Since Pierce was killed, the research organization's archives have been stolen.He had only heard the news, after all, no one had caught up with the real culprit.The headquarters once sent a team or two to track it down, but the result of the tracking was only the ruins of the base.It is expected that the leader of the base sensed that the situation was wrong and moved the location early.

After returning in vain, the headquarters also estimated that they would not be successful, so they started other more difficult matters and gave up the investigation.

If things really went as the Winter Soldier thought, then this group of people did not disperse, but changed places to continue their research.In other words, they do not belong to Hydra - which is to be thankful, but they must belong to a certain powerful force - which is worthy of vigilance.

Thinking of this, Rumlow couldn't help raising his vigilance.He is no longer in the mood to do ///ai, but pulls out the weapon bag again, and puts two more guns under the pillow.

He tried to look outside through the window, but it was pitch black outside, and the sea at night was like a bottomless abyss, and he couldn't see anything, only the rumbling sound of the motor could be heard, and the seemingly invisible shaking continued.

Rumlow was right to be careful, although he soon proved that it was useless to be careful on board a pirate ship.

After thinking about it for about ten minutes, Rumlow decided to go out and take a look. No matter which side the opponent belongs to, or whether he is hostile to him or not, it is always right to know oneself and the enemy.He strapped one of the guns to his belt, motioning for the Winter Soldier to take one too.

They opened the door of the room and went down the corridor to the deeper cabin.The doors of the rooms passing by are all closed, only a warehouse-like compartment at the end is piled with mops, brooms and other cleaning supplies.

So they went down the stairs one more floor, but the next floor was still a closed door and a warehouse near the stairs.

Rumlow became curious. When he boarded the ship, he saw so many workers coming and going. If they could not all be located on the deck and were not scattered into several floors, they would have to be piled up on a certain floor—they were plotting What, or, they have to "work" at some level.

However, Rumlow's curiosity was quickly satisfied.

When they went down two more floors, they heard noise and commotion.

The Winter Soldier immediately leaned against the wall for cover, and Rumlow also drew out the gun and held it in his hand.They probed a little towards the corridor, and found that there were not so many rooms here. Instead, there were two red doors on the left, and a gate with the iron gate on the right.

If you guessed right, the iron gate on the right is the warehouse for storing goods.On the left side, the side where the noise and lights came from was the place where the soldiers gathered.

Rumlow winked at the Winter Soldier, and the two leaned closer little by little.Their steps were light and the noise of the room was so loud that no one could hear them if no one came down from behind.

At this moment, Rumlow had already stuck to the door. He glanced inside and took a deep breath.

Yes, most of the soldiers are here.While chatting and joking, they were packing some things with gloves on.

If the packaged thing is a drug, then Rumlow will definitely go back to the room with the Winter Soldier and have a comfortable shot with 1 hearts.But what they exchanged and bumped in their hands was not simple things like white flour, but sealed test tubes.

Behind the long desk, a few biohazard signs are quite pervasive.

Sure enough, this was the army that the Winter Soldier remembered. This cargo ship not only transported munitions, but also those biochemical drugs that were not afraid of breaking soldiers, but could easily destroy an area.

Well, now Rumlow is going to retreat.Whatever it was they were transporting, he didn't need to sleep tonight.

This kind of ship would generally not pick up mercenaries or fugitives like him along the way. Their personnel were very pure and cautious, and they would never allow extra people to see or hear such military secrets.

Therefore, once they catch up, what they are going to is definitely not another paradise, but a military base.

Rumlow and the Winter Soldier were tricked, and they couldn't get off the ship.But they had to get off the boat, and the only way to do that was to put down a kayak and float in the middle of nowhere, begging God to spare them their lives.

It's a pity that their poor escape plan was broken before it was formed.

Just when Rumlow retreated quickly with the Winter Soldier, pretending that nothing happened, he went back to the room to get a gun, and then tried to build a kayak, when he turned around, two workers pointed guns at his head.

"Drop the gun and turn around," said one of them.

Rumlow raised his hands, taking advantage of the moment when he turned around, he planned to give the Winter Soldier another wink, hoping that the Winter Soldier would cooperate to get rid of the workers who threatened them.But he couldn't even turn around, and the noise behind him stopped instantly.

Before he could wink and the Winter Soldier could move, they each received a brutal blow to the back of the neck.Then his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

TBC