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

When I came to Manzanillo, Mexico, the port city had just had a rain.There was a damp smell in the air, but the stuffy feeling enveloped them both in an instant.

Zemo returned the package Crossbones had brought from Banshee Town intact, leaving the guns and cash untouched.Instead of staying in a hotel, they rented a residential apartment with the money.They need to stay here a little longer, and then think about which city to settle in next.

Although Manzanillo has a large port, which is very convenient for making a living or leaving, Wishbone and the Winter Soldier who have lived in Brugontein for a period of time feel that the dry and cold climate is more suitable for them.

They simply hid the package in the one-bedroom room, opened the mattress and put some cash in it, tried to remove the air vent, and stuffed several boxes of ammunition.Afterwards, the two of them took a shower and went out hungry for a walk.

It had been a long time since they walked the streets so leisurely, and the Winter Soldier's face also showed a rare relief.He followed Rumlow silently, his arms colliding with each other from time to time.

Rumlow bought ice cream and barbecue rolls for the Winter Soldier, and he wanted one too, but after taking two bites, he handed his share to the Winter Soldier, and instead bought a roast that looked more acceptable. wing.Then I sat down under an umbrella and asked the nice waiter for two coffees with lots of ice.

They had already taken off their military uniforms and military boots, and put on big shorts and T-shirts. Although there were daggers and guns stuck in the back of the shorts, beach slippers made them look a lot more casual.

Rumlow never dreamed that he could sit with the Winter Soldier wearing sunglasses and slippers, eating ice cream and grilled wings, and sitting in the sun at the door of the cafe.

Bartok and Rollins used to do this a lot in Bruefontein.At that time, Rumlow's thinking had not yet retreated from the battlefield, and he always felt that this was too lax, so he kept a regular schedule and normal vigilance.But thinking about it now, it was right for them to be so indulgent, because if they don't indulge today, maybe they will collapse tomorrow and push into the cold sea.

Rumlow hadn't heard from Bartok and Rawlins since that day's farewell at the pier.I don't know if the two of them died or survived by luck. Although this is not entirely my responsibility, and I have tried my best to save their lives, I still feel very uncomfortable when I think about it.

If they survived and saw each other again, they would both curse and accuse Rumlow of being a sexist again, selling them out for the Winter Soldier.Rumlow couldn't help laughing out loud, if we could really see each other again, no matter how much scolding we heard, it wouldn't matter.

Unfortunately, we may not see you again.

He turned to look at the Winter Soldier next to him, and the Winter Soldier ate up the cone in two or three bites.There was a little ice cream on the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't wait to get the roasted wings in the paper bag before he wiped it off.

"Wait a minute, your teeth are broken from the cold and the heat." Rumlow pushed the paper bag over a little, and wiped the cream off the Winter Soldier's mouth with his thumb.

The Winter Soldier responded with his mouth, but his hands didn't stop.Wrapping one corner briefly with a tissue, he took a hard bite.As the captain said, his teeth were instantly soft and sour, his tongue was scalded by oil, and he kept breathing.

"How about opening an ice cream shop?" Rumlow smiled and watched the Winter Soldier scrambling, and looked at the ice cream truck in the distance, "Eat ice cream every day, eat barbecue, do ///ai in the car, have a little Sleep in the apartment."

It sounds useless, and I think it will be even more useless.But Rumlow is really tired, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with being abandoned.

"Do ///ai in the carriage, you will be discovered." The Winter Soldier used his teeth to gently tear out a piece of meat, and said while chewing, "You were too intense when you did it."

Rumlow almost spit out the iced coffee he was drinking. Unexpectedly, the Winter Soldier's brain and throat recovered, and he talked a lot, but Rumlow didn't like it.

Seeing the Winter Soldier responding to such topics in a serious manner, Rumlow couldn't help teasing him—"Your reaction is not very gentle, next time I will lock your hands and feet, maybe you can consider taking it easy .”

"Well, I know," the Winter Soldier also took a sip of his iced coffee, and finished Rumlow's unfinished sentence-"You like to chain me around my neck and make me kneel in front of you and call 'Dad ’ or ‘captain,’ and you’d be stalking me from behind. But actually my knee hurts when it’s on the ground, and it hurts sometimes.”

The Winter Soldier remained expressionless, but Rumlow coughed violently.He would never admit that as a dignified special attack captain, he would have such nasty thoughts, especially if the opponent was a soldier he led and a good comrade who went through life and death.

"But the magazine you bought said that wanting to have such a strong dominance in sex///love stems from the huge oppression in life and work. But this is not applicable to everyone , otherwise I should be more dominant, shouldn’t I?” The Winter Soldier burped and finished speaking thoroughly.

Rumlow suddenly didn't know how to answer, and he retracted his earlier thought that it was a good sign that the Winter Soldier had become more talkative.The Winter Soldier is so smart that he knows what Captain Du said.Rumlow laughed dryly twice, trying not to look so obscene and stupid.

"That magazine..." Rumlow cleared his throat and quibbled—"That magazine doesn't belong to me. It's probably confiscated from those bastards. I don't know whose."

In fact, Rumlow was not sure which book the Winter Soldier was talking about. He confiscated a lot of pornographic books from Bartok and other team members. He didn't destroy them, but planned to save them and read them slowly.If they don't have enough time to organize such a place, they won't be able to vent their desires.Masturbating to a magazine is the only way to relax, provided you don't masturbate to a gang of bastards.

"Don't lie to me." The Winter Soldier emphasized that Rumlow felt guilty.

"I won't lie to you, I never took the initiative to buy it." Rumlow said the truth, but he quickly stepped on the brakes and turned in the other direction-"Then open a brothel, pimp, and then sell fans .Your voice is also improved, and you can say that it is for work no matter how loud you shout."

But I didn't expect this idea to be worse than the ice cream truck. The Winter Soldier immediately rebuked him viciously. He angrily squeezed a handful of ice cubes in the paper coffee cup and asked viciously—"Actually, do you want to buy the ice cream every time you buy it?" Use it again, captain? As I said, you can't fool me."

"...I'm not fucking gay, use your ji///ba--" Rumlow was in the middle of retorting, and when he saw the cold eyes of the Winter Soldier, he fell silent for a moment, and muttered, "Okay, okay, no I can’t open it.” After taking a sip of coffee, he collapsed into the sofa again, no longer confronting him.

Or an ice cream shop that is purer and purer.Don't get the simple stuff dirty.

Rumlow likes the serious look of the Winter Soldier, and even more likes the serious and unfocused look of him.Rumlow has a bad temper, and sometimes he can't help getting angry at the Winter Soldier and even doing it.Fortunately, the Winter Soldier never blamed him.So he also made concessions in other aspects as much as possible, barely as compensation.Occasionally, he would also buy something to eat and use for the Winter Soldier - Rumlow didn't know if it was right to do so, he just read it in the book.

But the Winter Soldier is not a girl, and there is no book to teach Rumlow how to make a mercenary with a bad brain happy.So when the old man selling puppets walked past them and saw the Winter Soldier's face turn, he thought it might as well give it a try.

The Winter Soldier didn't want the strange-looking puppet, but he was curious because he hadn't seen a thing with fancy-painted clothes but a stiff and cold face.But when Rumlow put one on the table, he seemed to want it a little too.

It's ugly, ugly as a wishbone.It wears a lot of painted clothes, which seem to be Mexican military uniforms.It has two mustaches and a spiky hair on its head. Maybe the captain would look more like it with that beard, but it's also more ridiculous.

The Winter Soldier set it back against the coffee mug, and the three of them basked in the sun until evening.I don't know if they fell asleep for a period of time, anyway, no one chased them away.

When I woke up, it was already evening, and there were night markets with lights everywhere.They settled the bill with the nice and forgiving waitress and walked slowly all the way back to the apartment.

The Winter Soldier held the puppet in his hand, and somehow he didn't feel a sense of disobedience.But the Winter Soldier was as troublesome as this puppet. He patted Rumlow on the back shortly after he entered the door, and said innocently—"Captain, I'm hungry again, what should I do?"

Rumlow had no choice but to go out and pack things for him, what else could he do.I happened to have no cigarettes on hand, so I went out to buy a pack of local cigarettes to try.

So Rumlow told the Winter Soldier to tidy up the room, put all the guns in an inconspicuous place within easy reach, took some cash, put it in his pocket, and left with the door.

The Winter Soldier also cleaned up the weapons one by one according to his instructions, and then wiped the table and chairs with a rag that he didn't know what to wipe.

The room was small and simple, but after cleaning it was still a bit refreshing. Looking at the ugly puppet on the table, I didn't know why a sense of depressive and boiling joy suddenly surged in my heart.

They are about to start a new life, and this time, it is a real new life.

A life that Rumlow had promised him, a life that could be as leisure as it is today, a life for two that they no longer need to be precarious because of fighting.

Neither he nor Wishbone was used to slack, but he was pretty sure that it wouldn't be long before they liked the normal way of life.They will do all the things they said they didn't do before, and this time, no one will disturb them again, and no one will find them again.

The Winter Soldier stood in front of the mirror, looking at his own face.He has now had his arms and throat repaired and he is whole and healthy.He turned sideways to look at the X on his shoulder, and the brand stamped by the other party proved their relationship like an official seal.

That was a responsibility, a responsibility that Rumlow could never shake off the Winter Soldier again.Those who brand the brand must understand the burden they will bear after doing so, and those who receive the brand must also know the loyalty behind the simple symbol.

This is not the same as a shot, it is a kind of spiritual binding.They have finally come to this step, no matter how difficult the process is, they have finally come to this step.

Just as the Winter Soldier was looking at the symbol on the iron arm of his left hand in front of the mirror, and was immersed in the joy and satisfaction that made him dizzy, there was a knock on the door.The wooden door made a muffled sound, unhurriedly reminding the Winter Soldier to answer the door.

The Winter Soldier immediately put the removed chair back in front of the mirror, and unsuspectingly unlocked the door.

But the moment he held the doorknob, a silver thing wrapped around his wrist, whether it was solid or liquid, and it moved as fast as a snake. Before he could resist, the iron wrist was crushed. Quickly pull back, tightly tied behind the back.

The Winter Soldier immediately raised his right hand against the wooden door, but the wooden door slammed open, and the wooden board directly penetrated his right fist and hit his head.

Sawdust was flying everywhere, and the Winter Soldier had no chance to see the face of the comer.Enduring the sharp pain of the shards tearing his skin, he quickly withdrew his right hand from the door opening, and punched the person who should have come.

But his fist was empty, and the next second, the silver thing somehow wrapped around the wrist of his right hand, and then he pulled it behind him until it was tied with his left hand.

Then someone grabbed the hands behind his back, turned him over with an extremely powerful force, grabbed his hair and knocked him to the ground continuously, until his eyes stared at him and he lost his strength.

At the same time, more strange silver ropes climbed up from behind, completely enveloping him.

He couldn't even do a struggling movement, and within ten seconds, except for his head, from his neck to his ankles, he was tightly trapped in a strange metal shell.Then the entire metal shell dragged and dragged him, pressing him against the edge of the bed.

The Winter Soldier has experienced and seen this scene many times. He immediately had a bad guess. Even if he couldn't move his body, he desperately shook his head from side to side, trying to prevent the other party from taking the next step.

He didn't know who it was, so he raised his head and looked in the mirror reluctantly, but only saw a thin layer of something like silver.It looked like a piece of clothing, stuck to the opponent's arm, but he didn't have anyone wearing such a uniform in his mind, and he couldn't even find anyone with a similar appearance.

The liquid crawled up his neck bit by bit, and the metal shell grew up inch by inch.Those liquids seemed to be looking for the critical point of imprisoning the human body, so the dosage was increased little by little, making the movement of the Winter Soldier's head shaking little by little, more and more reluctant.

This is a very wonderful liquid, which feels cold and soft when applied to the skin, but it is completely impossible to compete with this softness.But he still hasn't appointed to give up. The longer he struggles, the more likely he will wait until Rumlow returns.As long as the captain returns, the situation will inevitably turn around.

But his thoughts were quickly shattered, and a cold muzzle hit the back of his head.The moment he stopped in shock, the muzzle of the gun pressed against the mattress and fired a shot against the mattress.

The mattress shook violently, and then a charred hole appeared.Curls of smoke billowed from the hole, and the scorching muzzle of the gun slowly moved away from the Winter Soldier's wide-eyed eyes.The gun muzzle moved to the shoulder, and then to the back, and then pressed hard on the shoulder blade, and the skin was instantly burned into a shape similar to the muzzle of the gun.

The Winter Soldier gritted his teeth, his eyes were red.At this moment, he was facing the position of the punctured mattress. He wanted to turn his neck away, but found that even his neck was completely covered by liquid.

And the next second his lower body was cold, his pants were ripped open, and a cold, hard thing ruthlessly dug into his body.

TBC