[Comprehensive] Hero Dogma

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"Yes, sir. Regarding the several bases of Hydra, I think the assault should be carried out in this order..."

Holding the thin condolence letter and walking back to the tent, Steve kept repeating in his mind that he walked off Dr. Zola's laboratory bench half-supported and half-carrying Bucky, and his tortured bamboo horse And told him a more shocking news:

"Enzo, Enzo was captured by Schmidt..."

"What! Buck, when did it happen?"

Just looking at Bucky, who has slack eyes and doesn't know what kind of inhuman treatment he has suffered, Steve can't imagine what will happen to Enzo when he falls into the hands of the more twisted and perverted Schmidt.

"I...I don't know...he hasn't been locked...with us from the beginning..."

Bucky shook his head, closed his eyes forcefully and opened them again, and repeated several times before he felt that his vision became clear, and the strength was reinfused into his limbs, allowing him to stand up and take a closer look at the greatly changed Steve.

"My God, Steve, what happened to you?"

"It's a long story, but to put it simply, I joined the army." Steve hasn't figured out how to explain to Bucky why he became like this. The rebirth plan is top secret, and it's not the best time for him now. Good time, "Come on let's go, find Schmidt and we can find Enzo."

"Yes, let's go!"

They did meet Schmidt face-to-face, and even had a little fight.But Steve didn't see Enzo, only Schmidt's evil red head and Dr. Zola's wretched and dodging eyes behind his small glasses.

"Where did you catch Enzo!"

There were explosions one after another all around, and the hot air could still be felt on his face. Steve began to worry whether Enzo had already been murdered by Schmidt, and he released all the people who were killed by Schmidt along the way. He even found a few poor people who had been tortured and locked up in a separate isolation room. There was no trace of Enzo in it.

"Lobster head! Is it you!" When Bucky saw Dr. Zola, the hateful eyes in his eyes almost turned into knives, and he still remembered that it was this pervert who messed up on him, which made him still A dull ache all over.

"No, no, no, it has nothing to do with me! If I provoke anyone, I dare not provoke him!"

Dr. Zola took a step back as if electrocuted, shaking his head repeatedly.

He still remembered that Erskine's henchman, the crazy assassin who fought all the way out of Schmidt's barracks. He was a weak scientist, and he didn't deal with that kind of dangerous guy!

The Red Skull stood on the other side of the bridge, with a victorious smile on his face:

"Sorry, Captain, but if I don't get the little assassin, you won't get him either."

"Stop!" Bucky yelled fiercely behind Red Skull, "Speak clearly!"

The one who answered him was the back of the Red Skull who didn't look back, and Dr. Zola who slipped away faster than anyone else with the car keys in hand.

"Bucky, we have to go! This place is going to explode!"

Steve has to hold Bucky tight so he doesn't lose his head and run back into the flames.

"Let go, Steve! We can't leave Enzo behind!"

"Then you're going to make me lose my only two friends!"

Steve raised his voice suddenly, and the hurt feelings in his words made Bucky's struggle gradually weaken.

Of course he knew that his trip might be of no use other than death. Enzo might have been killed, or he might have escaped by himself, or he might be trapped in some unknown corner waiting to die... Thinking of the last option Maybe Bucky felt as if there were hands strangling his neck.

Let him feel the deathly cold bit by bit from the beginning.

He hasn't figured out why he connected the feeling of "like" to Enzo, he hasn't even tried to have a frank relationship with him, and he hasn't invited him to eat the agreed chicken wings as a care for Steve in return.

He didn't have time to do anything, and then he was about to lose Enzo forever?

Bucky's mind was in a mess, but his body obeyed Steve's order and climbed over the steel bars to reach the relatively safe opposite side. Then his eyes moved down, and he saw the man in the air corridor on the lower floor──

"Enzo!"

That guy is still alive!The murderous man has a gun in his hand, bastard!

"Enzo! Come here!"

But no matter how he shouted, the other party didn't seem to want to move, and Bucky realized that the floor where Enzo was on didn't have any beams or supports connected to this side.

"Steve!" He turned to the bamboo horse who didn't know what happened but somehow seemed super strong, "Enzo is there, we got him!"

"Oh my god!" Steve also saw Enzo holding a gun behind the smoke, but there was nothing he could do.

Before he could do anything, the red flames consumed everything.

right in front of his eyes.

All that remains is a formatted letter of condolence, sent to every family member of a soldier who died in the war, with exactly the same content and the same wording, except for the name at the beginning of the letter.

This is where their friend, Enzo Mills left the last trace.

It wasn't until Bucky took the letter out of Steve's hands and carefully smoothed it into a book that he realized that he was about to crush the letter into a mess of paper.

"I'm not going to send it."

In his bunk, Bucky disassembled and assembled the sophisticated rifles that the captives had stolen from Hydra when they escaped. They were carefully cleaned, maintained, and assembled to such a degree that Steve felt a chill run down his spine.

"At least not until I blow that red head off."

Looking through the crosshairs, Bucky thinks he's seeing Schmidt's disgusting head in the crosshairs.

──Enzo Mills is a great hero who died in sniping and killing Hydra leader Schmidt in exchange for his life.

I can't save you, but I can help you fulfill your dream.Be a big hero, be written in the textbook, and then I will help you choose a particularly handsome photo and provide it to the publishing house.

Do you think this is good?

***

Also in Italy, in the underground chamber of the Auditore Manor, which is now listed as a city monument, there is also another group of desperate assassins busy all night.

In order to save their brothers who were hanging by a thread.

Job transfer No.20 two steps

"We're running low on medicines."

"Then find a way to get it, hospitals, pharmaceutical factories, retail stores... whatever!"

"My God, I can't believe he actually played himself to death!"

"Strictly speaking, it's not a game of death, because we are rescuing him."

"Yeah, but I want to give up treatment, you know?"

I really want to yell "Shut up! Be quiet!" but no matter how hard I try I can't, in fact I feel a throbbing pain in my throat and lungs even when I breathe in.

"Oh no, he's waking up, he's waking up! Anesthetic, someone give me an anesthetic!"

"As I said just now, the medicine ran out."

"What? What now? He's waking up! He's going to die of pain!"

"Uh... hit him on the head?"

What come on my head!Let me hit you on the head and you say okay!

A group of people were talking, and the voice of one of them sounded very familiar. I also felt that several hands were touching my body lightly, and some places felt numb and tingling when they were touched. , Some places are as hot and painful as when they are touched.

Wait, grilled?

The last moment in my memory is the scorching temperature, and the roar of explosions sweeping in all directions. I thought that in that situation, I should die without a doubt. How could it be...

Someone saved me, who?

Hydra?Or the Templars?

No no no, I recognize that voice, it's been a while since I heard it, but I definitely recognize it...

"Oh, he's struggling, is it really hurting?"

"I guess so. If it were me, it would definitely hurt."

"That's it, then bring me a brick... don't, take the big one!"

Wait, you're not really going to hit me on the head with a brick, are you?

Stop!stop!

I can almost feel the wind of bricks passing through the air, and the gust of wind is approaching my head—

"Don't...don't..."

Don't hit---!

My life cry did not reach the other shore.

Now I wonder if the organization thinks that I have betrayed, so they let these people clean me up.Otherwise, how can there be such an "anesthesia" method!

Thank goodness someone finally gave me anesthesia after I got bricked three times.

I also finally had the opportunity to see who is so insane, and I will definitely let him have a taste of justice after I recover...All partners of justice are repaid by the kindness of dripping water...

"Uh heh heh, sister... Long time no see."

Give me a hundred guts and I wouldn't dare to let my elder sister "taste" anything.

"It's called 'brother', you little jerk."

He punched me on the chin and almost made me fall back on the bed and "sedate" again. I immediately realized my mistake and sincerely corrected it:

"Yes big brother, I'm sorry big brother, thank you big brother."

"Um."

The elder brother just nodded, I don't know whether he is satisfied or not.

To be honest, I don't even dare to talk nonsense except for obediently being a little chicken and nestling in the chicken coop (hospital bed).Speaking of which, when I was a child in the Assassin Farm