[Comprehensive] Hero Dogma

Seeing the chaotic sounds outside, Rumlow and the others obviously haven't opened the chaotic zone they created, I still have a chance!

Having been caught so many times, I never gave up hope of escape.

If Red Skull, the boss of Hydra back then, couldn't make me surrender, it is absolutely impossible for today's Rumlo to make me kneel!

Even if I don't have a heroic reputation, I can't lose my heroic spirit!

Another brake and I rolled to the opposite side of the liftgate.

Stand still, facing the carriage door.I took a deep breath--

I'm not quite sure whether I "rushed" or "jumped" past.

But no matter which method is used, the results are unexpected.The whole world seemed to be slowed down. I saw myself getting closer and closer to that damned door, watching the light seep into the dim compartment from its periphery, watching the light continue from dots to lines and finally turbulent. Come on.

I saw myself rushing into a white sea, and my head clearly told myself that it was because my eyes hadn't adapted to the sudden strong light.What I heard in my ears was the same noisy sound, but the volume was suddenly turned to the maximum.

After my eyes finally adjusted to the light, the hero who came to save me appeared in front of my eyes! ...

Cough, of course I won't say it, the way the brave came on stage today is not so shameless and ungrateful.

"Yo!"

Bucky was panting, clutching a piece of deformed scrap iron with his left hand, which was originally a carriage door.The shiny metal arm is now full of scratches and black scorching marks, and occasionally there is even a harsh metal rubbing sound coming from inside.

"Hi……"

I rubbed on the ground twice to let myself sit up on my knees, and finally determined that it was not my hallucination, but that there was really a baby with a diaper hanging on top of Bucky's head, and he was wrinkling his face and grabbing Bucky's hair, with two fleshy legs. Huhu's calf kicked Bucky's back of the neck wildly, while drooling from his mouth, he said something like "sorry" indistinctly.

"He can't pronounce the H sound yet." Bucky took two deep breaths, and threw the car door aside casually.Pointing to the accessory on his finger, he explained: "Someone threw this at me. I kind of suspect it's Romanov. You know...for..."

"As a revenge plan to break the bikini, to make you bald early, I think... um..."

The little baby wasn't just pulling at Bucky's hair for support, he was now nibbling at the remaining hairs that had escaped his grasp like grass.

"I……"

Bucky licked the corner of his mouth, and was about to speak when he was interrupted by the struggle of the baby on his head, and quickly reached out to hold the other's little butt to prevent him from rolling down and causing a tragedy.

"Um?"

I stood up at Bucky's gesture, turned around to let him untie my hands tied behind my back, and waited for him to finish his sentence.

"I want to eat the fried shrimp and mushrooms from last time." Bucky supported the baby on his head with one hand, and gestured with the other hand to show the curled appearance of the shrimp, "It's that kind of prawn."

Wait, I must have heard something wrong.

Well, it sure is.I lost my head when I hit the carriage just now, so...

"There's also Minestrone Soup. I ran out of stock in the refrigerator before."

...I flexed my wrist, and faced the berserk citizens rushing towards me.Bucky's voice came from behind me, and I could feel the worry between the words:

"Wait! Enzo! You can't empty your hands..."

The rabid citizen raised his umbrella and draped it towards me.

"Can't be empty-handed?" I caught the umbrella and pushed it back hard so that the handle hit the opponent's chest, "I'm really sorry, did you just say that you can't empty-handed?"

Finally, I tapped the wretch on the head with the handle of my umbrella, and watched him sprawl out at my feet.I put the umbrella on my shoulder and tapped it, squinted my eyes and turned my head to raise an eyebrow at Bucky.

"From Masyaf's empty-handed counterattack technique." Using the curved arc of the umbrella handle to hook the feet of the person next to him and lead him down, I gave up the umbrella, and I continued to catch the green shopping cart that another wife waved towards me. , in turn put her in his folding stroller and rolled her legs on the ground, "Never mess with an empty-handed assassin, understand?"

From the movement behind him, it could be heard that Bucky followed, but his movements were a few beats slower.After all, the Winter Soldier's casual punch on an ordinary person is not just a trivial matter of breaking a few bones, let alone a fragile but fierce appendage on him.

Playing all the way, except for the lack of saliva and groans with unknown meaning, it completely replicated the streets of the zombie blockbuster scene.

In front of me is Rumlow holding the Scepter of Eden, and his little friend Rollins.

Bucky carefully put the last citizen knocked unconscious by him on the sidewalk, stood to my left side and moved his metal arm, stretching and clenching his five fingers repeatedly.

"Well, no Minestrone, how about Clam Chowder? I'm pretty sure I don't have to make another trip to buy ingredients." Bucky looked as if he had made a great sacrifice.

The way Rumlow on the opposite side gritted his teeth after this passage made me feel a joy from the bottom of my heart.

"Clam Chowder." I point to Rollins. "Vegetables." Point to Rumello.

"Which one can stand at the end, we will meet at the dinner table today." The rules of the game are determined, and I saw Bucky smiling at Rumlow's vice-captain.

"Deal." Bucky took out a small knife from his waist and turned a fancy arc on his fingertips.

"For everything you and Hydra have done, and my desire not to go to the supermarket to buy groceries." I walked towards Rumlow, observing the tiny movements of every part of his body, "Wake up , Minestrone soup!"

Job Change No.80 Three Steps

I've always thought it was a treat to watch Bucky in battle.

I think so not only because of the punching action that brought the violent aesthetics to the extreme when the Winter Soldier beat people. In fact, when Bucky was just an ordinary Sergeant Barnes, I especially liked him holding Gun, aiming at the enemy while holding your breath.

Especially the moment he pulled the trigger, I could feel the temperature around him drop by one degree every time.

Because he hates seeing his own life threatened by the enemy, and every time he pulls the trigger, it is to cover his comrades in danger.

Snipers are an infuriating presence on the battlefield.Because they are always hiding where you can't see, shooting your companions down, leaving them lying on the ground and wailing in pain, leaving us in the "should I take the risk to bring that hapless guy back, or let him be like this?" Bleeding to death" struggle.

Therefore, as long as he shoots and exposes his position, Bucky will always be the target of the enemy's (dear Hydra) main force.And my task is to get them back to their hometown before those little reptiles make a move.

"Oh, it's so nostalgic." I rubbed my shoulders and kept my eyes on Rumlow, "Yesterday again?"

I can feel Bucky's eyes glancing over at me, with a smile that's so familiar it's infuriatingly familiar.

"Maybe...as long as you don't become dull."

Bucky was the first to go out—it's a bit different than before, and I think I'd even like this collaboration more if it weren't for the heavy price behind this style switch.

"Hey! Do you need to see an ophthalmologist? I didn't see how smooth I was just now!"

I protested as I rushed towards my opponent.

"Smooth..." Bucky's voice paused for a moment in the midst of harsh metal friction, "Knocking down a bunch of ordinary citizens, it's a blast."

"Oh, how fierce!" I held back the first strike of Rumlow's scepter and tried to snatch the dangerous object, "You have selective amnesia for our family rules, huh?"

I was answered by a series of bang bang bang bang bang.

Rumlow kicked me in the lower body, forcing me to let go of the scepter in his hand, and raised that ghost thing up again, and it seemed that the whole people would lose their minds again.

"Enzo."

Following Bucky's voice came a knife that was shining coldly. Bucky's left hand punched the box car next to him, trapping Rollins between him and the car, while his right hand continued to throw it. Knife action.

"Well done!"

When I caught Bucky's knife, I didn't even have to think about throwing it at Rumlow's hand holding the scepter. Watching Rumlow let go of the scepter in pain made me feel good.

Without the scepter, there will be no more mobs. The greatest pressure on Steve is gone. It is only a matter of time before Bucky and I clean up Rumlow and Rollins.

"Oh, and don't think that you can ignore the family law issue just now."

As soon as the mess here is over, I can go straight to the Templar headquarters with a strong backstage, and the picture of the heroic figure makes me laugh just thinking about it.

Kick the damn thing under the car before Rumlow has a chance to retrieve the scepter.Rumlow had already pulled out the knife in his hand, and touched the gun on his waist with bloody hands--I knew that this level of injury would not last long for a professional like Rumlow.

I rolled my eyes and went back to the entangled battle with Rumlow.

To be honest, this guy can get into the position of the captain of the special operations team, and his skill and reaction are nothing to say.If you don't follow him one by one in the Avengers...what's the name of that saying?Oh, compared to the "cheat-like" guys, Rumlow is definitely a fighter among normal people.

"What house rules? My God! Enzo, you're bleeding