winter rose

Steve's expression is routine and complex.

Perry and Natasha walked out of the building together, and there were a few hi paws standing at the door.

It's easy to make a glove that can hold six infinite gems, but it can guarantee that you won't die or be disabled after snapping your fingers. The Avengers don't have this ability yet.

But Hydra has.

From the first gemstone that appeared on the earth to the death of half of the living beings today, Hydra has never stopped experimenting.

What's more, there are...

Taking off the quantum suit, Perry looked at the three Hydra agents who were locked outside the Fulian Building.

how to say.

It makes sense, but still looks a little awkward.

Bullock saw Perry and shook the box in his hand.

"Can you open the door?"

She turned around and looked at the Avengers members behind her.

"Although it is strange to let Hydra enter the Avengers headquarters, there is no Hydra on earth."

So Steve's complicated expression just now became even more complicated.

The door was half opened, Bullock came in, and the remaining two people looked at each other, but they didn't mean to come in at all.

Perry watched them exchange glances outside the door, and his mood suddenly turned bad.

Bullock caught a glimpse of her expression and immediately took the box from them.

In the next second, the agent with an empty hand was ejected out of everyone's sight by a force.

"Fortunately, the Hydra Research Department is not so wasteful."

Still angry, Perry managed to force a smile, unlocked one of the locked boxes, and handed it to Natasha.

The box was opened, and a gray object surged in the airtight transparent container, which looked... like an octopus in shape.

"I went to all the places on the earth where the infinite stones have exerted their energy to do various tests and experiments. If there is anything in this world that can slow down the damage of the infinite stones, it is probably this."

Tony picked up the container and weighed it.

"This is……?"

"There is no name, only the experiment number. Maybe it's some kind of concrete magic? Who knows."

Perry was about to take another box from Brock, but he backed away.

Looking at each other, Perry raised his eyebrows knowingly.

"For whom?"

"Materials used in Dr. Romanov's experiments."

After saying this, he subconsciously glanced at Steve again.

Perry also turned to look at him, but he still took the box firmly when he turned around.Get started and weigh it, sure enough.

After the main force of the Wakanda royal family turned into ashes, Zhenjin was indeed easier to obtain.

"Call me when you're ready."

She smiled sweetly at Natasha.

"By the way, how about Mr. Red Skull? I will always have an explanation when I return to Hydra."

"It's almost the same as the Dr. Zola we saw at the base in the Insight Project that year—"

"—Oh, Mr. Green Skull—"

"—Yes, they are all a bunch of paparazzi."

Saying that, Natasha rolled her eyes.

"Mr. Green Skull knows our names and dates of birth, and Mr. Red Skull, he knows who our father is."

"Ha, Mr. Skeletons are really all the same stuff. It's a full-fledged Hydra style of copying everything when it comes to intelligence."

Perry smiled, and his eyes fell on the box in his hand.

"Then... Natasha."

She still looked at her with a smile.

"What did he say your father's name was?"

"I thought you would stay in Fulian Building until you snapped your fingers."

Hydra base corridor, Brock said casually following Perry.

"Oh, really."

She nodded casually, and the box in her right hand hung on her fingers, and the box shook slightly with her steps.

"Dr. Romanov in neurology sent me a copy, and I want it now."

Brock looked up at her, and paused when he looked back.

"If the Avengers succeed, are you really going to give up Hydra?"

She frowned and stopped.

"how?"

"You're going to kill everyone, aren't you?"

"You think I will?"

"It's not that you haven't done it."

"..."

There was a dead silence.

Yes.

It's not that I haven't done it.

The corridor where 28 Hydra agents were dead, as a replica of Brock Rumlow, freedom also began at that moment.

After a while, Perry slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a bitter smile.

"You're always direct. But—"

She lowered her tone.

"Before I actually did it, this is no reason for you to betray me. Now, give me Romanov's information, and don't make me say it again."

Finally walking slowly to Romanov's laboratory, Perry raised his head from the documents and looked behind the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

"Let's see what's going on in the Department of Medicine today."

The white glass suddenly became transparent, and the scene on the opposite side was terrifying.

Controlled by several robotic arms, the man appeared on the operating table in a kneeling position with outstretched arms, frowning in pain under anesthesia.

Behind him, two huge mechanical wings, like angel wings, are gradually joining with his body.

And after all the cutting and nerve reorganization, the man in the surgical suit only showed a pair of cold eyes.

His milky white gloves were stained scarlet, and there was a hint of madness in his cold eyes.

The box is transported from the conveyor belt into the operating room, and disinfectant is sprayed on every part of the box.

Perry watched the scene and smacked his lips.

"Victor, how long is it?"

no respond.

After a while, Dr. Romanov seemed to have said something to the nurse in the operating room, and he walked out quickly to Perry.

"Doctor Romanov said he..."

The nurse paused, watching Perry swallow.

"It's not convenient to receive you now, so please go back first, and come to him after he completes the combination of the right wing mechanical circuit and the spinal nerve."

"This is not something that can be done in one operation. Then I have to divide my words into dozens of times and months?"

"Uh, Doctor Romanov is going to spend two days and three nights completing the transformation of the mechanical wings. You don't have to wait too long."

"Wow, two days and three nights."

Perry couldn't help exclaiming softly, subconsciously stroking the scar on the back of his upper neck with his right hand.

"Then what about his anesthetic dose?"

"Dr. Romanov said that the experimental subject can never die from anesthesia overdose, so he woke up before tomorrow, and he will take the inhibitor..."

In the end, he himself felt uncomfortable.

Perry smacked his lips, and knocked on the glass window angrily and amusingly.

"Victor, do you know that he will be hurt to death?"

The man in the operating room paused, raised his head from the blood, and stared at the woman outside the glass with cold eyes.Raise your hand and tear off the communicator hanging above.

"I did an experiment on you."

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was like the bleak wind that had engulfed Siberia for decades.

"Doctor Carter, Miss Bakerlo. Back then, you didn't suffer so much."

The smile on her lips froze.

After a while, she blinked and returned to her normal expression.

"The experimental product is called Lucifer, but Lucifer is a seraph."

She looked at Victor Romanov and sneered.

"If you want to be perfect, you have to give him two more pairs of wings."

Movement in the lab stopped.

He raised his head and pressed the button to terminate the operation.

"Lucifer" was surrounded by anesthetic gas again, and the devil behind him walked out of the laboratory.

"Six wings?"

He raised his eyebrows and took off his mask.Half of his face was exposed from behind the same pale mask.

"It seems that you are the one who wants him to die."

"Whatever you say, Victor."

She waved for everyone to get out, so there were only the two of them in the lab except for the poor guy on the other side of the glass.

She walked up to him, wanted to go further, but stopped.

So there is still a long table between them.

"Do you still think of her often?"

Victor suddenly looked up at her, eyes full of suspicion and horror.

"What did you say—"

"She has nice green eyes, too."

"..."

"When she was seven years old, she was killed by the Nazis in Stalingrad—"

He rushed over with one step, pinching her neck tightly with both hands.Suspicion and panic turned to madness.

And what comes after madness?

is cringe.

is sad.

is fear.

Yes--

"Back then you took me as her to block the bullet, and now I'm afraid you regret it to death."

She coldly pushed away his hands, and turned her gaze to the operating table on the other side of the glass.

He would have had another fate.

If Steve chooses to use him as a time-traveling experiment.

"I regret it too."

"What do you want to do."

"Do you remember your sister's name? Or, do you remember what she looks like?"

"What do you want to do."

"Your father's name is Ivan, right? Where's your sister? Do you call her Alenova? Or Natalia?"

"you--"

"I found her."

She used the most gentle tone to tell him the most tender story.

And the experimental subject on the opposite side of the glass was still lightly kicking from the endless pain.

Everything seemed so out of place.

Victor was unresponsive.

He seemed to be staring at the floor, trying to make a hole in it.But his hands clenched the corners of his clothes, and his teeth bit his lower lip.

He was shaking.

Trembling after extreme depression and forbearance.

Finally, a trace of blood flashed across his face that was too pale due to experiments and anemia.

"she……"

But he didn't say anything.

Because he couldn't say anything at all.

"I know."

Like a wise man who sees through everything, Perry plays the tender role of unblocking his heart.

But when she looked at the experimental product over there, her eyes were cold.

"I know how you're feeling right now. Everything's out of reach, everything's so close. Looking forward to it, only to find that I'm not—"

She paused.

"It seems that I suddenly don't care whether I can resurrect the other half of the people."

Victor sneered.

The voice appeared in a hoarse and deep appearance, with sarcasm and sadness.

"Five years is just a few syllables, but it is true to every minute and every second of the people in the story."

"The torment and suffering every minute and every second is also real."

"what about now."

He asked symbolically.

"It's like I've been looking forward to this day, but I never really thought it would happen. So how do I face it after that? After hugging and crying and kissing?"

"How am I going to tell the last five years of cruelty. How am I going to say, I went back to HYDRA, I killed a lot of people, and I experimented on others like they did to us? "

"How am I going to say that I'm not the same me he's known again?"

"How do I say..."

"I dare not speak."

She turned suddenly and looked at him.

"Just like you dare not face your sister."

"You shouldn't have told me she was alive."

"But you are the one who keeps us all alive."

she laughs.

"Victor, Doctor Romanov. He and I were both your experimental subjects. Have you forgotten?"

silence.

"You tell me this. Just wish there was one more person suffering from this situation."

"Yes."

She nodded lightly.

"And that's my reward for taking the bullet for me. Huh."

She chuckled.

"Repay virtue with grievances, that's all."

"Doctor Romanov, I am waiting for your answer."