[Zhongyingmei] The number one black powder

When John followed the lead to this small restaurant in Queens, Elijah was dealing with a small piece of egg on the plate. He only looked up, and then smiled as expected: "Hi, John, Nice to meet you."

John stepped into the restaurant slowly, and there were only a few scattered people scattered in several places during the meal time, but John doubted whether there were any real passers-by among them.

Elijah sat beside the floor-to-ceiling glass wall, strategically placed so that those deployed outside could directly see his orders.But John was not worried about the snipers. He sat on the seat opposite Elijah, looked at the menu pushed by the other party, and heard the other party say, "I recommend the sandwich."

"Sandwiches. Two, pack them up and thank you." John closed the menu with just one glance and returned him to the waiter who came to order, then turned his head to look at the person opposite and asked, "How did you know I would go there alone?" .”

"I'm assuming that Miss Violet doesn't want you to participate in the reconstruction of the library." Elijah wiped his mouth with a napkin and answered him, using a descriptive tone, "That library has something to do with you, she probably I don't want to wake up your memory so early."

"my memory?"

"God, you really don't have any memory at all?"

"No, not interested." John rolled his eyes, he wants to leave now, what he remembers about his past is the never-ending task, the explosion that the CIA wants him to disappear in the end, these have nothing to do with Veronie The fact that Ka told him they had rescued him from the explosion fit in with the fact that Elijah's verbal statements were more like lies trying to confuse him.

"I don't have much to say, and I have no intention of confronting Violet and the organization behind you." Elijah said after he stood up, his glasses reflecting the light outside when he raised his head, allowing him to see It seems to be a bit more of a boss than a nerd, "But Miss Violet's goal is our mutual friend, so I think it is necessary to remind you, John, don't do things that you regret."

"I didn't have any friends in the past." John paused for a moment, suppressing the flash of uncertainty in his heart, and remained calm.

And Elijah's regret seemed sincere: "Harold will be very sad when he hears this."

John didn't return to their residence in Gotham until after nightfall.

Veronica nestled in the underground laboratory and continued to tinker with technologies he couldn't understand. He put the packed sandwich bag on the table in front of her, "You came back alone? Where's the newcomer? Ivan Pietro Vicky?"

"I asked him to stay in New York to clean the house. Since we are going to do things in New York, we must have a few places of our own." Veronica answered as she unpacked and took out a sandwich, "Any questions?"

"It's nothing, I went to our 'site' for a walk, and it's still the same, the rules of the red hood are very strict." John replied, hanging the coat he took off on the hook on the wall.

"Okay." Veronica glanced at the address of the New York store on the sandwich bag, then silently threw the paper bag into a ball into the trash can, raised her voice and recovered her spirits, "Look at what I've done ?”

John turned his head and looked at the silver bubbling metal slowly arcing in the experimental tank behind her, gushed out of the tank, fell to the ground to form a silver metal ball, and then fell on Veronica Bring her fingertips closer together as you reach out.

"Are you done?"

"It's still in the experimental stage, but it's almost there." The silver metal is like a large basketball spinning on the top of Veronica's index finger.

"What can you do?"

"Defense, attack." Veronica moved her fingers when she said so, and the silver metal transformed into a round shield in her hand, and became a machine gun. Veronica even pulled the safety Loaded to show its functional integrity "There are other things I didn't think of."

"...At least I don't have to worry about what happened to you when I didn't watch it." John nodded. "This solves a big problem. What's the next plan?"

"About this..." Veronica put down the liquid metal, and the round ball snuggled up to her feet and turned into a pair of beautiful boots automatically, while its owner was touching his chin and moving quickly on the virtual screen. On "It dawned on me that in order to become a known villain, we were missing one of the most important jobs."

John:? ? ?

At the corner of the street, Bucky heard a female voice in the earphones: [Attention all units, the task of 'Cold Preserved Eggs' is now starting, can all units hear clearly? 】

This was his first mission since joining the group, which made him very excited.He has not yet realized that this is not the beginning of his professional peak, but the beginning of a professional crisis.

Originally, after cleaning the library for three days, he already felt that he was cold, and he might have to take care of his children and spend his whole life alone with these antique books in this dilapidated place.As a result, three days later, he turned around and received a message from Veronica informing him to participate in an operation.

So, Bucky became excited with a jerk.This means that he has finally been accepted by this group, and the next step after breaking into the core is to wait for any big news to report to S.H.I.E.L.D. The kind that agents are involved in.Then he can retire and get promoted and raise his salary to reach the pinnacle of his life.

As a result, he only received a thin plan with only one piece of paper, which required him to squat in this place holding an armor-piercing gun and wait for orders.

['Soy sauce received'. 】John's deep voice came from the earphones. He is now riding a motorcycle and following their mission target. Wearing a helmet can't block the wind from entering the earphones.

Since the weather was very hot today and he was wearing tactical equipment and a mask that covered the lower half of his face, Bucky squatted in the corner and wiped his sweat desperately, while replying: "The green onion received."

[Why are your code names all about food?No, why am I forced to join you? ] This confused voice in the communication came from Jason. He was wearing his red hood at the moment. Because it was too bright, Veronica had to hold him firmly under the corner of the roof The situation below can only be seen through a telescope.

"Because when I made this plan, I was eating cold preserved eggs...it's really delicious." Veronica explained next to him, smashing it a bit, and her mouth was still unfinished, "If this mission is successful, you can follow us We became supervillains in S.H.I.E.L.D. together." There was a sense of 'I'm not grateful for Dade' in his tone.

—Wait a minute, I didn't say I was going to be a villain? !

"You are our backup plan. If it doesn't work, you will be responsible for driving me on a motorcycle." Veronica continued to explain to the novice on the way, and patted his hood. "By the way, Your code name is 'Red Pepper'."

[Chef, chef, there are special circumstances. 】Before Jason had time to say anything, John's voice came through the earphones, sounding serious.

"What's the situation?" So Veronica stopped talking to him, and focused on looking at the black SUV that John was following in the binoculars.

['Preserved Egg' suddenly accelerated! 】John replied to her【My stalking may have been discovered. 】

"Don't panic, the target is still on the established route." Veronica looked at the situation in the telescope, while urgently mobilizing the network to modify several traffic lights around to ensure that the target vehicle would go in the direction of Bucky's ambush.

Jason, who got into the car inexplicably, looked at the [-]-mile plot in an instant, and the red hood turned into a bucket: "What are you guys doing?"

"We're attacking S.H.I.E.L.D." Veronica answered him.

[Why attack S.H.I.E.L.D.? ] When Bucky heard this topic, Chrysanthemum tightened his neck and chilled, and couldn't control his screaming for a moment.

"Don't be stupid, which super villain hasn't attacked S.H.I.E.L.D.? We haven't been famous because we haven't done it." Veronica nervously looked at the route of the mission target and replied, "The one who attacked S.H.I.E.L.D. Floating aircraft carriers are more effective, but there are only two of us, we can't effectively occupy the aircraft carrier, and throwing a missile down can't reflect our awesomeness, so I gave up that plan...but the director who attacked them may also be able to achieve The effect is similar, brothers, we can become famous after doing this ticket!"

Bucky: ...

Veronica's voice suddenly became stern: "Stop paddling, 'Scallion'! 'Preserved egg' has entered your sight, go and take him down!"

This tone instantly reminded Bucky of Captain America's majestic cry of 'for freedom and justice' on the battlefield, one-eyed Fury's glaring threat of 'Big Brother is watching', and Natasha's smile holding a knife.

So he was startled, his body movements preceded his brain's reaction, he took off his camouflage jacket, revealing his tactical attire, strode to the middle of the road, and picked up the large-caliber armor-piercing cannon.

The shells were sent straight into the hood of the black SUV, and the flames shot up into the sky instantly. The engine was blown into scrap iron. Due to the inertia, the rear half of the heavy truck flew up, made a half turn in the air, and then fell to the ground on its back.

A burst of sand and dust captivated Bucky's eyes. He subconsciously reached out and rubbed his eyes. Mixed with the sweat that flowed down, he wiped the eyeshadow that Veronica had painted on him as a disguise before, turning into panda eyes.

Jason held the binoculars and was dumbfounded at the current situation, and then he heard Veronica say, "It's over."

"What's the end? I think your plan has been implemented perfectly?!" Jason asked blankly.

"I just didn't realize that Fury sent a distress signal, according to the current geographic location and the reaction speed of the Avengers..."

When Veronica said this, Bucky had already walked to the side of the overturned vehicle. He stretched out his hand to pull his old boss out of the car, and blinked at him desperately, hoping that the other party could recognize yourself.

Unfortunately, however, Nick Fury only has one eye, and he couldn't make out anything from the mask covering the entire lower half of his face and the panda eyeshadow, so he shouted at Bucky angrily: "Don't Come here! I will not be polite if you come here again!"

Bucky felt aggrieved, and awkwardly stretched his hand in mid-air, neither advancing nor retreating.

At the same time, a voice piercing through the air came from beside his ear, and Bucky reacted quickly, turned his head and stretched out his hands, relying on his physical reaction, he firmly borrowed the shield flying towards him, only to be hit by the momentum Hit back a few steps.

Bucky raised his head and looked at Captain America who had arrived and confronted him a few meters away. He was filled with emotions for a moment, and his emotions surged up like a tide. He wanted to hug his hair boy and tell him that we haven't seen us for a long time. Should go for a drink.

But the other party didn't give him this chance.

Captain America yelled at him righteously: "Stay away from him!"

In an instant, the gunfight action scene on the street turned into a bloody romance scene with the mistress... and Bucky was the mistress who was torn apart.

Bucky was wronged, he just got a little fatter [all blame Hydra’s food is too good], tanned a little [the desert sun is really not a thing], his makeup was a little dizzy [remember to change waterproof makeup next time], Why don't you, Shi Aiguo, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, not recognize me?

—You ungrateful, pitiless heartless wretch!

Bucky wanted to yell right there, but he couldn't.Because in the earphones, the person in charge of this mission gave instructions [Mission failed, slip away, remember to bring me back that shield! ! ! 】

Then, with the roar of a galloping engine, a motorcycle broke into between them, and the tires slid on the ground in an arc, bringing up a cloud of dust.

In the smog that blocked his view, Bucky hesitated for a moment, but jumped on the back seat of the motorcycle, grabbed the respondent's waist with one hand, held the shield in the other, and disappeared in a flash.