After the whitewashing of Chaoying, they were reborn [Comprehensive Yingmei]
Chapter 48 Glory Bullets
4:02am.
Steve was put on a stretcher by the medical soldiers, walked through the sonic tunnel, and brought back to the rebel base.
Sasha glanced at the time.
No more, no less, Batman said 1 hour, that is 1 hour.
Batman quickly copied the information of the headquarters, and said in the channel: "Sweeping."
A centipede, dead but not stiff.
This time they relied on blitzkrieg to successfully raid the Hydra Eastern European base;
But when it comes to the size of the number of people, Hydra, which has so many heads that there is no place to put it, is still much larger than the rebels and even the peacekeeping forces.
There is an accident at the headquarters, and reinforcements are coming soon.After finishing the finishing work, they quickly withdrew.
In the huge underground bunker, there are many Hydras who have been hit by nerve paralyzing bombs.Ye Yi, who led a group of soldiers, patted the ashes on his gloves, and left the arena quietly.
Some of these Hydras are comatose, and some are barely awake.
The part of the people who are awake are holding their eyelids hard.
After a long time, a strange signal sounded.
Hydra reinforcements have arrived.
Baron Zemo, with a bruised nose and swollen face, walked out angrily, dragging a heavily tied rebel soldier.
Behind him, there are many Hydras who came to reinforce.
They escorted the rebel soldiers who hadn't had time to retreat, and they followed Baron Zemo silently.
Someone said: "Damn it! This chicken thief sniper was finally caught by us!"
The soldiers who were dragged along the ground had their helmets knocked off, and looked up in embarrassment.
——An unforgettable stunning face.
Baron Zemo dragged him roughly and kicked him in the ass.
The blond sniper didn't say a word, and endured it in silence.
"What do we do next," said one of the Hydra reinforcements.
Baron Zemo: "The old nest has been taken away, what can we do? Set up a time bomb and blow it up. All the prisoners will be taken to the next stronghold."
Hydras tied up on the ground: "?!"
A group of rebel soldiers escorted them, ignored the hesitant calls for help from other Hydras, and left the bunker without looking back.
In the hidden corner where the monitoring was destroyed, Baron Zemo dragged the little sniper across the sonic tunnel and returned to the rebel base.
Baron Zemo reached under his neck, removed a voice-changing device, and turned off a switch by the way.
The holographic disguise device on his face was turned off, and the dimly lit rebel base was suddenly illuminated by Luthor's head.
...It turned out to be Baron Zemo in Luthor's disguise.
Luther: "I still haven't figured out what the principle of [Conan's voice-changing bow] is."
Sasha: "You kicked me—you can, but you don't have to."
Luther pretended not to hear: "Do these little props of yours really conform to scientific logic? Give me a research."
Sasha rubbed his troubled ass: "Honestly, did you do it on purpose?"
Luther continued to pretend not to hear, turned to see Batman, shook his head slowly and said:
"This tactic of yours is too dirty. This tactic will kill people with a knife, and all Hydra bases around the world will be bulldozed by him."
Batman was noncommittal, and only said: "Inform Stark, be ready to attack San Francisco at any time."
Taking San Francisco is different than Hydra.
After all, Hydra, like the rebels, is hiding underground, and no matter how loudly they fight, the Injustice Alliance will not intervene.
But white cans are different.
He is on the ground, and he is Superman's official partner. If he wants to take him away from the Injustice League, he must make a fuss and let Hydra drag Superman back.
When necessary, the rebel army must also fight against the Injustice Alliance together.
Therefore, the battle in San Francisco, to a large extent, had to be won by Tony himself.
It's just that the white tank in San Francisco is 8 years older than the Tony they have.
Will the difference of 8 years experience of a peerless genius be enough to affect the situation of the battle?
Batman didn't speak, and carefully calculated every step of the plan in his heart.
The little golden retriever, who was ignored by no one, was still rubbing his butt beside him, cursing Luther in his mouth.
A group of medical soldiers behind them hurried over with a stretcher cart.
Seeing that he was about to hit him, the dark knight raised his hand to protect it.
Pulling people into their dark cloaks.
Sasha groaned: "Ah big brother..."
Batman: "The marksmanship is good, but the physique is too poor."
Sasha hurriedly said, "Okay!"
He immediately planned to work on his abs.
He also asked Batman about Captain America.
The American team was rescued from the human experiment, with considerable body and brain damage, and was placed in a coma in the treatment cabin of the base.
The Rebels called up Captain America's documentary and reorganized his memory while he was in a coma.
Sasha knows that as long as there is a safe stronghold space away from Hydra, it is not a big problem to clean up the White Team.
He rubbed his hands excitedly, then limped to Tony's workshop to visit a class.
If possible, he would like to transfer the little spider's scp-999 to the US team.
The reason why Tony did not participate in the Hydra operation was because he was busy working on his Iron Legion day and night.
Because once the plan starts to advance, time will not wait for anyone. Fortunately, he is now a conscious body with armor, and he does not need to eat and rest, and he can work 24 hours a day.
The slim MK1616 was parked at the door with its eyelights off.
Sasha patted it on the shoulder and called out "Mr. Pepper".
From among the mountainous piles of parts, a tall golden-red armor with snow-white eyelights was slowly walking towards him.
——MK50, one of Iron Man's most classic combat armors, Blood Edge.
The bloodside armor incorporates liquid nanotechnology, which is directly stored in Tony's bones. It is controlled by his mind. When he needs to fight, the armor will ooze from the surface of the skin and quickly cover the whole body.
Now there is no flesh body in Tony's armor, and the upgraded blood edge can even flexibly change into various shapes according to the owner's thinking.
Sasha saw MK50's right arm, a slender welding rod, and different types of screwdrivers.
This is a real combat armor, so compared to the MK1616 for rescue, the MK50 is two meters high and covered with thermal weapons of mass destruction.
...It is simply a walking nuclear bomb depot.
However, under the tall and fierce appearance of the MK50, Tony's own voice floated out, and it was still a bit stuttering:
"—Uh. Little Krypton. Hello."
Sasha wanted to ask about Peter.
He has been in a hurry these few days, dragging plans, rehabilitating, and adapting to shooting practice. He didn't get enough sleep, and he didn't have time to follow up on the situation on the little spider's side.
Sasha looked up at the MK50 with a small face, sincerely envious: "Mr. Pepper, your armor is so handsome."
Mecha is always a man's romance.Even if Sasha was bent by his father's Kryptonian cannon, it was impossible to escape the charm of the mecha.
What's more, MK50 is really handsome, fierce and fierce.
Tony was praised for being handsome, his snow-white eyelights flickered again and again, a little coyly:
"Actually, I'm Tony."
Sasha: "..."
Already knew.
He was talking to Tony, when he saw another fluffy head popping out from the pile of parts.
Peter took off his battle suit, wearing a crisp T-shirt and jeans, with black motor oil on his face and body.
He wore a pair of overalls gloves on his hands, and a pair of knitted woolen ones hung around his neck.
The wool gloves looked a bit old, but the color was still bright red, with white spider webs and small spider silk balls hooked on them.
The little spider stretched out half of its head to peek.
Seeing that Sasha was looking over, he immediately retracted into the pile of parts.
Sasha got angry when he saw him, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to scold him for another three hundred rounds:
"Why, you still want to hide and attack me?"
Peter stammered: "...No...I didn't...Don't..."
He ducked behind the pile of parts.Sasha refused to let go, and went up to grab him, and the two of them circled around the mountain of parts. Finally, Peter simply picked up the MK50 and put it in front of him, blocking Sasha tightly.
Tony: "..."
Sasha held a dangling soft ruler and poked him from under the armpit of MK50:
"134 feet! You kicked me 134 feet! You pushed me! My ass is still swollen! You bastard!"
Peter was incoherent: "¥%@#¥......"
Sasha: "You still say I don't wear pants in front of so many people! You didn't see clearly, Tony Stark at least gave me a thong!"
Tony: "..."
If it weren't for the armor's eyelights and the design of the splash function, he felt that his current tears could basically flood the entire studio.
...Cub, you want to hide behind me, but Dad also wants to hide behind you...
Sasha poked him for a long time, but the irritable old spider didn't jump back and curse.
Confused in his heart, he called up the character card of Little Spider to look at it.
It was only then that Peter's deviation value had plummeted to 6%.
Sasha: [...Tong, didn't you remind me! 】
System: [... the dog system forgot to exit the car mode. 】
Tony's father is too steady in his work.
Seeing that Peter's whitewashing mission is about to succeed, the third ssr fragment gift pack is about to be released.
Sasha was flattered, and reserved 190 reward points for emergency, and the rest of the reward points were all used to draw cards.
His backpack is now filled to the brim—of course, more than half of it is filled with garbage, but there is no shortage of very useful r cards, especially the gain buff, which can improve the overall strength of the rebel army.
Usually, he is in the end of the world, and he has to go to the middle and late stages to have an almost full backpack.
Now that he has joined the rebel camp, he has so many points that he can't use them at first.
Tony had to be busy making the Iron Legion, and Peter refused to lift his face. Sasha had to chat with Pepper, who came to deliver the meal, and went back to his dormitory.
When he was in his Rebel uniform, he folded the red cloak under his pillow.
I went back to the dormitory and touched under the pillow, but I didn't touch it.
Sasha: "Ah Hua, have you seen my clothes?"
Ah Hua: "The logistics came to clean it yesterday, did you take it to the laundry sink?"
The logistics will come regularly to collect the dirty clothes accumulated by the soldiers, put them into numbered laundry bags, and throw them into the laundry sink for a stir.
He saw Sasha limping out hurriedly, confused:
"Your clothes are fading?"
When Ye Yi took a comfortable shower and opened the door to come back.
He saw the little prince sitting on the lower bunk with his white legs crossed, staring in a daze at the washed-out hole in the red cloak.
Ye Yi glanced at him, then at his clothes, and said:
"Shall I patch you up?"
Sasha is already mending it, but she still feels distressed, and has been thinking about it for half an hour:
"Hey! Why do they want to help me wash it? I do it myself. You see, it's a good dress... Sigh! ¥#%@..."
Ye Yi coaxed him in a low voice: "It's okay."
He had taken the needle and thread from the little prince.
Ye Yi's needlework was actually better than him, and he repaired the scratched hole. Sasha fumbled around, as if he couldn't see it.
So he laughed again.
Two soft dimples appeared on the cheeks.
Ye Yi knew everything, thinking, what a fool.
A brain breaks and bounces him into the mattress.
Sasha was the first to know when Steve Rogers woke up in the treatment pod.
——Because of his deviation value, it dropped from 60% to 0%.
Without hesitation, it is very firm, straight to 0%.
Such violent fluctuations scared Sasha half to death.
He remembered that when he was in the Snake Squad, he gave him clues bit by bit, for fear that if he dropped too much, he would drive himself crazy.
Sasha: [If the team is crazy, it's useless for me to whitewash him? ? 】
He ran to Captain America's ward to see him.
The tall, blond man leaned against the open treatment cabin, his bare upper body wrapped in a snow-white bandage.
He was looking down at a book that looked like a photo album.
Seeing Sasha groping in carefully, the man raised his head and smiled gently.
Captain America and Team Snake have the same face, both handsome and square with blond hair and blue eyes.But the huge change in the aura made them look like two different people.
The US team is like an old political commissar: "Sit."
Sasha sat down like a quail.
Captain America: "When I was in a coma, you came here a few times."
He gestured for Sasha to look at the visitor's log next to him.
Sasha opened it and saw that besides the cleaner, it was his signature.
The round capital letters almost rolled out of the paper and fell off.
Sasha looked at the blond soldier in front of him and didn't know what to say for a while.
The opponent's whole body is shrouded in the holy light that belongs to the American moral benchmark.
A little ruffian like Sasha with a bad stomach, what he fears most in his life is this kind of decent person who can casually teach elementary school students.
As long as the other party frowns, he will immediately stick to the corner of the wall like a duck that has been kicked out of the house, crouch with his head in his arms, and listen to the teachings.
In the end, he could only say clumsily, "Are you okay."
Captain America blinked his blue eyes and said slowly, "I'm fine."
Sasha: "Okay then. Well, Iron Man and Spider-Man are here too, I think you'd rather talk to them?"
Captain America thought about it.
The way he thinks about things is also lukewarm.
Captain America: "No need."
Sasha watched him secretly for several days.
The lukewarm American team actively cooperates with the treatment, and even greets the nurse who comes to the ward to change the dressing. SCP-999 sticks to him day and night, and he will raise his hand to touch it.
Sasha put a small flower by his bedside, and he watered it every day with the kettle in his arms.
When the wounds left by the human experiment on his body healed, he also went out for a walk, looking around at the rebel base.
Occasionally, he can be seen watching the speech of the Supreme Head of State on TV with a slightly confused expression.
——He was brainwashed and imprisoned in the Hydra base for 7 years.
It's completely out of touch with current events.
Sasha has a claw problem and has instinctively used to go to Batman.
But also as a proud warrior, Batman didn't say anything this time.
Iron Man took the time to chat with him, asking and answering, and the chat was pretty good.
But Tony wanted to try to talk about the topic of Hydra, but was taken over by the US team in two or three sentences.
Sasha waited outside the ward until Papa Iron came out, followed behind him and asked:
"Tony, don't you think it's okay for the captain to be like this? He should have no sequelae."
Tony was silent for a while.
He said: "I'm not sure. He used to be this kind of tough guy, but I always felt that there was something wrong."
——Just because Tony’s words were not OK, Sasha made preparations in advance.
On a very ordinary day, Captain America, still on crutches, took a walk around the base with the bouncing scp-999.
He went back to the room and watered his little flower.
Then bit out the back molars, the lethal poison that Hydra equips all spies.
System: [Captain America, vital signs dropped rapidly to 0%. 】
System: [The first lethal damage immunity is turned on. 】
System: [Captain America, vital signs have recovered to 80%. 】
Steve was put on a stretcher by the medical soldiers, walked through the sonic tunnel, and brought back to the rebel base.
Sasha glanced at the time.
No more, no less, Batman said 1 hour, that is 1 hour.
Batman quickly copied the information of the headquarters, and said in the channel: "Sweeping."
A centipede, dead but not stiff.
This time they relied on blitzkrieg to successfully raid the Hydra Eastern European base;
But when it comes to the size of the number of people, Hydra, which has so many heads that there is no place to put it, is still much larger than the rebels and even the peacekeeping forces.
There is an accident at the headquarters, and reinforcements are coming soon.After finishing the finishing work, they quickly withdrew.
In the huge underground bunker, there are many Hydras who have been hit by nerve paralyzing bombs.Ye Yi, who led a group of soldiers, patted the ashes on his gloves, and left the arena quietly.
Some of these Hydras are comatose, and some are barely awake.
The part of the people who are awake are holding their eyelids hard.
After a long time, a strange signal sounded.
Hydra reinforcements have arrived.
Baron Zemo, with a bruised nose and swollen face, walked out angrily, dragging a heavily tied rebel soldier.
Behind him, there are many Hydras who came to reinforce.
They escorted the rebel soldiers who hadn't had time to retreat, and they followed Baron Zemo silently.
Someone said: "Damn it! This chicken thief sniper was finally caught by us!"
The soldiers who were dragged along the ground had their helmets knocked off, and looked up in embarrassment.
——An unforgettable stunning face.
Baron Zemo dragged him roughly and kicked him in the ass.
The blond sniper didn't say a word, and endured it in silence.
"What do we do next," said one of the Hydra reinforcements.
Baron Zemo: "The old nest has been taken away, what can we do? Set up a time bomb and blow it up. All the prisoners will be taken to the next stronghold."
Hydras tied up on the ground: "?!"
A group of rebel soldiers escorted them, ignored the hesitant calls for help from other Hydras, and left the bunker without looking back.
In the hidden corner where the monitoring was destroyed, Baron Zemo dragged the little sniper across the sonic tunnel and returned to the rebel base.
Baron Zemo reached under his neck, removed a voice-changing device, and turned off a switch by the way.
The holographic disguise device on his face was turned off, and the dimly lit rebel base was suddenly illuminated by Luthor's head.
...It turned out to be Baron Zemo in Luthor's disguise.
Luther: "I still haven't figured out what the principle of [Conan's voice-changing bow] is."
Sasha: "You kicked me—you can, but you don't have to."
Luther pretended not to hear: "Do these little props of yours really conform to scientific logic? Give me a research."
Sasha rubbed his troubled ass: "Honestly, did you do it on purpose?"
Luther continued to pretend not to hear, turned to see Batman, shook his head slowly and said:
"This tactic of yours is too dirty. This tactic will kill people with a knife, and all Hydra bases around the world will be bulldozed by him."
Batman was noncommittal, and only said: "Inform Stark, be ready to attack San Francisco at any time."
Taking San Francisco is different than Hydra.
After all, Hydra, like the rebels, is hiding underground, and no matter how loudly they fight, the Injustice Alliance will not intervene.
But white cans are different.
He is on the ground, and he is Superman's official partner. If he wants to take him away from the Injustice League, he must make a fuss and let Hydra drag Superman back.
When necessary, the rebel army must also fight against the Injustice Alliance together.
Therefore, the battle in San Francisco, to a large extent, had to be won by Tony himself.
It's just that the white tank in San Francisco is 8 years older than the Tony they have.
Will the difference of 8 years experience of a peerless genius be enough to affect the situation of the battle?
Batman didn't speak, and carefully calculated every step of the plan in his heart.
The little golden retriever, who was ignored by no one, was still rubbing his butt beside him, cursing Luther in his mouth.
A group of medical soldiers behind them hurried over with a stretcher cart.
Seeing that he was about to hit him, the dark knight raised his hand to protect it.
Pulling people into their dark cloaks.
Sasha groaned: "Ah big brother..."
Batman: "The marksmanship is good, but the physique is too poor."
Sasha hurriedly said, "Okay!"
He immediately planned to work on his abs.
He also asked Batman about Captain America.
The American team was rescued from the human experiment, with considerable body and brain damage, and was placed in a coma in the treatment cabin of the base.
The Rebels called up Captain America's documentary and reorganized his memory while he was in a coma.
Sasha knows that as long as there is a safe stronghold space away from Hydra, it is not a big problem to clean up the White Team.
He rubbed his hands excitedly, then limped to Tony's workshop to visit a class.
If possible, he would like to transfer the little spider's scp-999 to the US team.
The reason why Tony did not participate in the Hydra operation was because he was busy working on his Iron Legion day and night.
Because once the plan starts to advance, time will not wait for anyone. Fortunately, he is now a conscious body with armor, and he does not need to eat and rest, and he can work 24 hours a day.
The slim MK1616 was parked at the door with its eyelights off.
Sasha patted it on the shoulder and called out "Mr. Pepper".
From among the mountainous piles of parts, a tall golden-red armor with snow-white eyelights was slowly walking towards him.
——MK50, one of Iron Man's most classic combat armors, Blood Edge.
The bloodside armor incorporates liquid nanotechnology, which is directly stored in Tony's bones. It is controlled by his mind. When he needs to fight, the armor will ooze from the surface of the skin and quickly cover the whole body.
Now there is no flesh body in Tony's armor, and the upgraded blood edge can even flexibly change into various shapes according to the owner's thinking.
Sasha saw MK50's right arm, a slender welding rod, and different types of screwdrivers.
This is a real combat armor, so compared to the MK1616 for rescue, the MK50 is two meters high and covered with thermal weapons of mass destruction.
...It is simply a walking nuclear bomb depot.
However, under the tall and fierce appearance of the MK50, Tony's own voice floated out, and it was still a bit stuttering:
"—Uh. Little Krypton. Hello."
Sasha wanted to ask about Peter.
He has been in a hurry these few days, dragging plans, rehabilitating, and adapting to shooting practice. He didn't get enough sleep, and he didn't have time to follow up on the situation on the little spider's side.
Sasha looked up at the MK50 with a small face, sincerely envious: "Mr. Pepper, your armor is so handsome."
Mecha is always a man's romance.Even if Sasha was bent by his father's Kryptonian cannon, it was impossible to escape the charm of the mecha.
What's more, MK50 is really handsome, fierce and fierce.
Tony was praised for being handsome, his snow-white eyelights flickered again and again, a little coyly:
"Actually, I'm Tony."
Sasha: "..."
Already knew.
He was talking to Tony, when he saw another fluffy head popping out from the pile of parts.
Peter took off his battle suit, wearing a crisp T-shirt and jeans, with black motor oil on his face and body.
He wore a pair of overalls gloves on his hands, and a pair of knitted woolen ones hung around his neck.
The wool gloves looked a bit old, but the color was still bright red, with white spider webs and small spider silk balls hooked on them.
The little spider stretched out half of its head to peek.
Seeing that Sasha was looking over, he immediately retracted into the pile of parts.
Sasha got angry when he saw him, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to scold him for another three hundred rounds:
"Why, you still want to hide and attack me?"
Peter stammered: "...No...I didn't...Don't..."
He ducked behind the pile of parts.Sasha refused to let go, and went up to grab him, and the two of them circled around the mountain of parts. Finally, Peter simply picked up the MK50 and put it in front of him, blocking Sasha tightly.
Tony: "..."
Sasha held a dangling soft ruler and poked him from under the armpit of MK50:
"134 feet! You kicked me 134 feet! You pushed me! My ass is still swollen! You bastard!"
Peter was incoherent: "¥%@#¥......"
Sasha: "You still say I don't wear pants in front of so many people! You didn't see clearly, Tony Stark at least gave me a thong!"
Tony: "..."
If it weren't for the armor's eyelights and the design of the splash function, he felt that his current tears could basically flood the entire studio.
...Cub, you want to hide behind me, but Dad also wants to hide behind you...
Sasha poked him for a long time, but the irritable old spider didn't jump back and curse.
Confused in his heart, he called up the character card of Little Spider to look at it.
It was only then that Peter's deviation value had plummeted to 6%.
Sasha: [...Tong, didn't you remind me! 】
System: [... the dog system forgot to exit the car mode. 】
Tony's father is too steady in his work.
Seeing that Peter's whitewashing mission is about to succeed, the third ssr fragment gift pack is about to be released.
Sasha was flattered, and reserved 190 reward points for emergency, and the rest of the reward points were all used to draw cards.
His backpack is now filled to the brim—of course, more than half of it is filled with garbage, but there is no shortage of very useful r cards, especially the gain buff, which can improve the overall strength of the rebel army.
Usually, he is in the end of the world, and he has to go to the middle and late stages to have an almost full backpack.
Now that he has joined the rebel camp, he has so many points that he can't use them at first.
Tony had to be busy making the Iron Legion, and Peter refused to lift his face. Sasha had to chat with Pepper, who came to deliver the meal, and went back to his dormitory.
When he was in his Rebel uniform, he folded the red cloak under his pillow.
I went back to the dormitory and touched under the pillow, but I didn't touch it.
Sasha: "Ah Hua, have you seen my clothes?"
Ah Hua: "The logistics came to clean it yesterday, did you take it to the laundry sink?"
The logistics will come regularly to collect the dirty clothes accumulated by the soldiers, put them into numbered laundry bags, and throw them into the laundry sink for a stir.
He saw Sasha limping out hurriedly, confused:
"Your clothes are fading?"
When Ye Yi took a comfortable shower and opened the door to come back.
He saw the little prince sitting on the lower bunk with his white legs crossed, staring in a daze at the washed-out hole in the red cloak.
Ye Yi glanced at him, then at his clothes, and said:
"Shall I patch you up?"
Sasha is already mending it, but she still feels distressed, and has been thinking about it for half an hour:
"Hey! Why do they want to help me wash it? I do it myself. You see, it's a good dress... Sigh! ¥#%@..."
Ye Yi coaxed him in a low voice: "It's okay."
He had taken the needle and thread from the little prince.
Ye Yi's needlework was actually better than him, and he repaired the scratched hole. Sasha fumbled around, as if he couldn't see it.
So he laughed again.
Two soft dimples appeared on the cheeks.
Ye Yi knew everything, thinking, what a fool.
A brain breaks and bounces him into the mattress.
Sasha was the first to know when Steve Rogers woke up in the treatment pod.
——Because of his deviation value, it dropped from 60% to 0%.
Without hesitation, it is very firm, straight to 0%.
Such violent fluctuations scared Sasha half to death.
He remembered that when he was in the Snake Squad, he gave him clues bit by bit, for fear that if he dropped too much, he would drive himself crazy.
Sasha: [If the team is crazy, it's useless for me to whitewash him? ? 】
He ran to Captain America's ward to see him.
The tall, blond man leaned against the open treatment cabin, his bare upper body wrapped in a snow-white bandage.
He was looking down at a book that looked like a photo album.
Seeing Sasha groping in carefully, the man raised his head and smiled gently.
Captain America and Team Snake have the same face, both handsome and square with blond hair and blue eyes.But the huge change in the aura made them look like two different people.
The US team is like an old political commissar: "Sit."
Sasha sat down like a quail.
Captain America: "When I was in a coma, you came here a few times."
He gestured for Sasha to look at the visitor's log next to him.
Sasha opened it and saw that besides the cleaner, it was his signature.
The round capital letters almost rolled out of the paper and fell off.
Sasha looked at the blond soldier in front of him and didn't know what to say for a while.
The opponent's whole body is shrouded in the holy light that belongs to the American moral benchmark.
A little ruffian like Sasha with a bad stomach, what he fears most in his life is this kind of decent person who can casually teach elementary school students.
As long as the other party frowns, he will immediately stick to the corner of the wall like a duck that has been kicked out of the house, crouch with his head in his arms, and listen to the teachings.
In the end, he could only say clumsily, "Are you okay."
Captain America blinked his blue eyes and said slowly, "I'm fine."
Sasha: "Okay then. Well, Iron Man and Spider-Man are here too, I think you'd rather talk to them?"
Captain America thought about it.
The way he thinks about things is also lukewarm.
Captain America: "No need."
Sasha watched him secretly for several days.
The lukewarm American team actively cooperates with the treatment, and even greets the nurse who comes to the ward to change the dressing. SCP-999 sticks to him day and night, and he will raise his hand to touch it.
Sasha put a small flower by his bedside, and he watered it every day with the kettle in his arms.
When the wounds left by the human experiment on his body healed, he also went out for a walk, looking around at the rebel base.
Occasionally, he can be seen watching the speech of the Supreme Head of State on TV with a slightly confused expression.
——He was brainwashed and imprisoned in the Hydra base for 7 years.
It's completely out of touch with current events.
Sasha has a claw problem and has instinctively used to go to Batman.
But also as a proud warrior, Batman didn't say anything this time.
Iron Man took the time to chat with him, asking and answering, and the chat was pretty good.
But Tony wanted to try to talk about the topic of Hydra, but was taken over by the US team in two or three sentences.
Sasha waited outside the ward until Papa Iron came out, followed behind him and asked:
"Tony, don't you think it's okay for the captain to be like this? He should have no sequelae."
Tony was silent for a while.
He said: "I'm not sure. He used to be this kind of tough guy, but I always felt that there was something wrong."
——Just because Tony’s words were not OK, Sasha made preparations in advance.
On a very ordinary day, Captain America, still on crutches, took a walk around the base with the bouncing scp-999.
He went back to the room and watered his little flower.
Then bit out the back molars, the lethal poison that Hydra equips all spies.
System: [Captain America, vital signs dropped rapidly to 0%. 】
System: [The first lethal damage immunity is turned on. 】
System: [Captain America, vital signs have recovered to 80%. 】
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