[Comprehensive] Hero Dogma

Ki made another cut.

"Rollins." The Black Widow, who had been silent all this time, helped Bucky finish the knife with a gloomy face.

"Great." Steve covered his face, and Black Widow handed over her mobile phone. On the screen was the list of missions, the kind with names and photos, "Don't tell me that the entire Special Forces team is Hydra Special Forces."

"Uh..." Bucky took it and squinted at everyone's names and pictures, "Not all of them. Look, this guy isn't, at least I don't know her."

Black Widow stepped forward to look at the person Bucky pointed out, and then sighed.

"Congratulations, Captain. We have led a Hydra special team." She looked at the only person Bucky pointed out was not Hydra sarcastically, and revealed the truth: "This is my pedicure."

Bucky threw the phone back to the Black Widow, and turned to the Quinjet without saying a word.

──Good job Rumlow, this time you delivered it to your door, you can't blame anyone!

Job Change No.80 Steps

I'm not quite sure what Hydra is trying to grab me for, it's very likely that it's being used as bait, but... thinking about it carefully, it doesn't feel right.

It’s not that I’m boasting, how can I say that I’m a person with a background now, and this background is quite strong, so let’s not mention Zhan Baji, it’s unscientific that the Avengers can tear down half of New York with a single move The group is still on the table, right?

What sane person would want to lure such a group into war?

Hmm, or maybe Hydra got hold of some First Civilization supernatural weapon and wants to use me to power it?It's possible, given that some of my little files should also occupy a corner of Hydra's long-lost file cabinet.

But even so, it would be too blatant to kidnap me directly in the process of going on a mission with Captain America, right?The whole action feels full of the heroic atmosphere of success or benevolence!

I shook my head, trying to get rid of the guesswork in my head, and stared blankly at the shadow of the ventilating fan under my feet turning on and off.

"Oh, I can't figure it out." I turned my neck left and right to relieve the stiff cervical spine, "I'd better think about how to escape first."

Writhing in a limited space and maintaining the same posture for too long, my whole body was protesting with soreness, while inspecting the room through movements.

Doesn't look like it's been used much, look at the horrible dust.

There are footprints in front of me all the way to the door, even the patterns on the soles of shoes are clearly visible. It looks like two people have walked into this room. It was just wandering around the room.

One person was responsible for carrying me in, and the other was responsible for binding and placing me, so only one person moved and the other did not.

And the octopus totem on the wall behind me—ah, yes, mottled from the outside.As a symbol of an organization, I doubt any group would be proud of a tattered badge hanging on a wall.

Thinking back to our hometown, every table in the Assassins Assembly Hall was shaking and the transparent glass of the windows was about to become frosted glass, but no one suggested that we should update the equipment.

I just asked, "Dad, why do we have the money to reprint an Assassin emblem and hang it on the wall every year, but don't have the money to change the table?" Then I was slapped on the head by my father with teary eyes.

That is to say, from that day on, I understood that it is impossible to achieve a heroic cause without strong financial resources behind it.

Far away.Anyway, this room—whatever it was used for before is now abandoned.And Rumlow chose to hide me in an abandoned Hydra base, which was a smart move.Bucky has been frozen and brainwashed from time to time, and the bases he remembers are only up-to-date, or the ones Hydra temporarily uses to "activate" the Winter Soldier.Choosing an abandoned base can not only ensure that Bucky will not come to the door soon, but also ensure that the exposure of this location will not cause too much damage to the entire Hydra.

But there are also disadvantages.

Things like makeshift props and... strike monitors.The chair under my butt is the most common metal folding chair, the folded joints creak every time I move, obviously being crammed into this musty shabby house has given it a bad lifespan .

"Hmph, stupid Hydra, you can take away my weapons and my communicator, but you can't take away the quality of my whole body!"

I tried my best to repeat the movement of concentrating my weight on my buttocks, and occasionally I jumped twice with the chair.

"Hey! Ha! One more time... Hey!"

As long as this chair is disabled, I will be free!

***

Rollins always felt as if he was back in his small, dilapidated low-rent apartment a few years ago. The brat upstairs seemed to be on 24-hour sleep, always throwing things on the floor, and made him Sleeping halfway through thinking a bomb went off was a hell of a time in Rollins' mind.

Now he felt that brat had appeared again!

"What's it like inside?"

He climbed up to the second floor with his bumpy temples, and closed the door of Enzo's room. The two team members looked at each other, and one of them shrugged and replied:

"I don't know, he was still singing before."

Just as Rollins was about to say something, there was a tooth-stinging sound of metal rubbing against the ground through the door, as well as the mid-pitched, treble-pitched "Cathedral Age".

"This is a trick." The vice-captain pressed one ear, and seriously warned the two guards, "He is playing tricks to let us open the door. Once the door is opened, he will have a chance to break out."

"Yes, vice-captain." The Hydra players nodded in pain.

Rollins couldn't bear to watch his subordinates return to their posts, and secretly made a note to buy some earplugs later.

"Cathedral Age" is followed by another song with a wonderful intonation, which sounds like a small language.The deputy captain who was walking down the stairs caught one of the goalkeepers shouting the name of the song in surprise:

"It's BabaYetu! I know the song!"

The realization that the ninety-year-old man in the small black room was singing the theme song of the video game made the vice captain almost slip his foot and fall down the stairs.

Well, although this is indeed a famous hymn... But shouldn't this guy be some kind of assassin?Why is it more like a soul singer from somewhere!

But he still hoped that the guy inside could be sent away sooner, and hoped that the captain's business had been negotiated smoothly, and Rollins always felt ominous if he continued to delay.

Although in theory, no one should be able to find this hidden abandoned warehouse.

Downstairs, Rumlow was haggling fiercely with the person on the other end of the phone. The microphone moved from the left ear to the right ear. The free hand clenched a fist in the air and made a knife. Going around in circles, from time to time, I went to the window to look outside.

"Yes, yes I fully understand."

Rumlow nodded vigorously at each pause, as if someone was standing right in front of him.

"Yes, I understand your concerns, but... no, no, no! This is definitely not Hydra trying to evade responsibility. In fact, my chief really hopes to maintain the cooperative relationship between the two parties."

"Yes, of course, of course."

Rumlow pressed the button to end the call, let out a long breath, and threw the phone on the table next to him, grinding his teeth resentfully.

"Pretentious guy."

"Who?"

"Who else? A guy named Vidic, who has been complaining to Chief Pierce. Now I not only have to appease this dead old man, but also find a way to get the assets back. No matter how much we have, what about our presents?" ?”

Taking a deep breath to stabilize his emotions, Rumlow looked at his vice-captain.

"Very good, I'm holding a solo concert."

"...Yes, yes. That's good."

Having never met such a strong and optimistic hostage, Rumlow didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Go and pack the presents and deliver them in three hours. Be a bit more aggressive, we have to complete the delivery and recovery in one go."

"Are you sure, Captain?" Rollins was a little worried. Facing a Winter Soldier was enough, let alone the other Avengers.

Can they really get the Winter Soldier back instead of being captured and turned into frozen meat?

Rumlow responded with an inscrutable smile, then patted a dirty-looking metal box.

"Don't worry, everything is under my control."

Job Change No.80 One Step

Even though he said so, Rollins didn't think that this mission would be as smooth as his captain said.

First, they completed the preparations for moving the hostages. When they opened the door to grab Enzo out, three team members were severely injured by that guy with a twisted folding chair.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough to go straight to the gun, this guy might have hit him straight away.

Even now, Rollins, who was sitting in the driver's seat of the van, couldn't control his urge to turn back and listen to the movement in the van in five minutes.The moment the door was opened, four rusty chair legs stuck to Enzo's high buttocks and rushed towards his face, stabbing three team members along the way. It may be the psychological shadow left by the folding chair.

Now he was worried that the iron plate behind him would not be able to stop the people inside.

but anyway