Superhero Damage Control [Comprehensive]

The Smithsonian Museum is sleeping quietly under the morning mist in Washington, and the lavender and light red glow slowly spreads over the earth. The capital of the empire will still not wake up.

The Smithsonian Museum welcomed a special guest last night, his uniform was placed on the model in the booth, his black and white video was played in a loop in the small knowledge display window, but he himself sat On a long bench, he didn't say a word, as if he was looking at the familiar uniform, but he didn't seem to be looking at anything.He sneaked in at three o'clock in the morning, bypassing the old dozing doorman like a thief, the lights in the display stand were on all night, a little darker than the day, with a dim yellow glow, the human figure of Captain America In the center, while the members of the Howling Commandos spread out on either side of Captain America, watching his back as always.

Bucky sat in the dark waiting for daylight, smiling and brooding.The sound of high-heeled shoes sounded behind him, and he tilted his head slightly: "I was surprised to find you even after hiding here."

Lucy sat beside him: "Now is not the time to hide."

"I know, but what am I supposed to do now? Jump out and say you bastards, pay me back? ...Look at this, I'm like a fresh fish in the morning market, and then the buyer picks and chooses, Bargaining. I'm a fighter! I refuse to be treated like this." Bucky sighed heavily, "Let me retire and end this."

As soon as he said it, he regretted it a little. He knew that Lucy was busy with his affairs, and that the whole Titan might be doing crisis public relations for him. He said this now like a coward with stage fright.If he gives up easily like this, then it is tantamount to giving himself a resounding slap in the face, he will become a complete loser and lose everyone's trust, including Lucy's, he doesn't want to let her down, she just Starting to walk, he vowed to protect her, not drag her down.

"Okay." Lucy leaned on his shoulder, and her answer surprised him.

"Let me think again." Bucky hesitated again, "What would Steve do?"

"He's not important." Lucy held his face, turned around, and looked at him seriously, "but if he was here, he would say, make your own choice."

Bucky looked at the star shield in the hands of the Captain America model. No one in this world knows its weight better than Bucky. Its weight comes from America, from the truth of this world, and from Steve. husband.When he held on to that shield, it seemed that Steve was always standing behind him. He brought him hope, courage, and guilt. He always compared Steve to everything he did, and he gradually couldn't distinguish himself. Whose way was he doing things, his own, or Steve's?

Maybe Lucy was right and he should be "willful" once.

"Have you seen him?" Bucky got up, took Lucy's hand, and went to Rogers' monument. There was a sunken window on the monument. In the black and white image, Rogers and Barnes were sitting next to the tank and talking. , To formulate tactics, Rogers held a pocket watch in his hand, and there was a picture of a woman in it.

Lucy saw this video for the first time, and the distance between Steve Rogers and her passed through 70 years in an instant. He seemed to be standing in front of her, with blond hair shining and handsome, and every inch of his body was like The craftsmen of the temple chiseled it carefully, full of human respect for God, and approaching perfection, his ice blue eyes rolled, the corners of his mouth curled up, and a smile slowly bloomed.

"That's Peggy Carter." Bucky's words awakened Lucy's dream, and he pointed to the photo of the woman in the pocket watch, "If Steve was alive, they would definitely be together and give birth to the cutest baby in the world." and the bravest boy."

The video begins with an interview with Peggy Carter, who later married another Howler Commando, Gaby Jones, a black man, which was unimaginable in the age of racism in which she lived.Carter narrated the bravery of Steve Rogers, she was full of nostalgia and expression, she has always loved Rogers, that kind of love has transcended life and death, and is delayed in the echo of history.

Lucy asked, "Where is she now?"

"Nearby nursing home, I'm going to visit her tomorrow, are you coming?"

"of course."

Bucky turned to the booth of Captain America and the Roaring Commando again. He pointed to the blue combat uniform, and the model was carrying a long gun: "Those are all imitations, I didn't wear them so well." He Jokingly said, "I still had to learn how to sew and patch up my torn uniforms. Once we went deep into a village and I was found by the Nazis. He thought I was a bum from somewhere and just kicked me. feet away."

Lucy giggled. "I really want to see you mending."

"That's not a big deal, Steve's mending is funny, can you imagine? He's sitting under a lamp mending a sock in that pompous way he's fighting kills, but he's really good at mending socks, and then my Let him make it up."

"Do you still have those socks? They should be sold to Coulson." Lucy said, "Socks that have passed through the hands of two captains have historical value."

"Oh stop, I'm kind of sick, you don't know how smelly those socks are, we really thought about putting stones in them and throwing them in German camps as chemical weapons."

While Bucky and Lucy were joking, it was already dawn, and he looked at the booth with some reluctance and nostalgia: "Maybe soon, I will be removed from the platform by them, and everything about me will disappear from here."

He let out a long breath: "But I have decided, I will not respond to the military's questioning, and I will not ask for salary anymore. I want to end all of this. They want to use money to devalue me. I can't let They get what they want. They want me to disappear from the Smithsonian, so let it disappear, the real honor they can't take away."

There was a noise outside, and the Smithsonian Museum was about to welcome visitors again. Bucky and Lucy sneaked over the fence and left the museum through the main entrance. When they slipped out, they found that it was not tourists but They were soldiers in military uniforms, both male and female, some of them were gray-haired, some even sat in wheelchairs, and their thinking was not very clear, but they were wearing straight military uniforms covered with various medals.

Some people are familiar with each other, greet each other loudly, and use the outdated words of the last century to talk and laugh with each other, some are too old to speak, just look at each other quietly, smile quietly, and convey greetings with their eyes.

There were about a few hundred people in this group, and some soldiers who looked a little younger but still had vicissitudes and stories engraved on their faces were mixed among them.An old grey-haired man with amputated legs down to prosthetics, and he wore an old military uniform, unlike the others, with only a single medal on it, but people respected him, Lucy heard They called him Mr. Dun Taylor, a name Lucy had seen when she was researching some veterans' mutual aid foundations.

He is a veteran of the Vietnam War. He lost his legs on the battlefield. After returning from an unspeakable period, he finally boarded a fishing boat with the help of his friends to go fishing. He was not afraid of strong winds or The deep sea and even death are just passing friends for him.So while everyone else was in port before the hurricane, he went out to sea.When he returned with a full load, he became the only seafood supplier in the entire state, and he became the billionaire he is today by doing so.

But at this time, he chose to stand here, standing with those veterans who had no fame, no property, and were even poor enough to suffer from hunger and cold, but who had gone to the battlefield with him.

They are for one person.

Under Dun Taylor's command, his aides unfurled a banner that bore a line of MacArthur's famous line: "Old Soldiers Never Die."

People began to applaud, and then many people began to raise the signs in their hands, some of which were portraits of Bucky Barnes, some of which were silhouettes of Captain America, and the hand holding the shield was painted as the same metal as Barnes Arms, some simply as banners, read: "Bucky Barnes is our hero."

Bucky saw the gray-haired Peggy Carter in the crowd. She was sitting in a wheelchair, smiling slightly at everyone who came to greet her. Innes's deeds.

"Peggy!" Bucky yelled, and Peggy's eyes lit up. She was a little confused now, but she woke up instantly after seeing her old friend.

"Bucky, you're here!" Peggy stretched out her arms, and Bucky hurriedly half-kneeled on the ground, accepting a hug from Peggy.

Peggy whispered in his ear, "We're all here for you."

The crowd began to stir, they all recognized Bucky Barnes, and Bucky recognized several of them, some of them were veterans of the Howling Commandos, some of them had followed him in Vietnam.They cheered and surrounded him. At that moment, Bucky felt that 70 years of time surrounded him in a vortex, and every part of the vortex was shining with light and warmth, wrapping him tightly.

Lucy stood on the steps and looked into the distance. There were more and more veterans in military uniforms in all directions. They not only came from the same era as Bucky, and from the same battlefield. It fills the entire National Mall, extending from the Smithsonian Museum to the Congress.

The tourists who came here took out their mobile phones and started taking pictures, looking at them curiously.

"They can't take away the honor that should belong to you from the Smithsonian Museum." Peggy said, the veterans began to surround the exhibition hall of the Captain America Museum, preventing anyone from entering, including the staff, "unless stepping on us walk in. If they dare, I'm going to yell."

Peggy pointed to a female reporter in the distance, and said to Bucky: "That's Zoe Barnes, a reporter from the Washington Post. She has the same surname as you. She is the most famous political reporter in Washington. , I think she would be happy to cover such a grand event."

Soon, TV reporters followed suit, and hundreds of veterans gathered on the National Mall in Washington, but none of the informants they placed in the police disclosed, until the crowd was almost full of them. Knowing this is simply a disgrace to journalists.

Barnes slipped out from the crowd and took Lucy's hand: "I want to stay."

"If you were discovered, do you think General Lane wouldn't call it a riot?"

Bucky is stubborn: "They need protection."

"What they need is not your protection." Lucy said. She thought for a while, searching for someone who could be used in her mind. Iron Man can't do it. Black Widow probably wanders somewhere to perform tasks. Media records are okay, but in case something happens Nothing can stop them from using riot police and pistols.She now regrets that she and S.H.I.E.L.D. were torn up too quickly.

"Captain Barnes, you can't stay here, this place should be left to us, and we will protect their safety." A man wearing a Captain America uniform and even a highly simulated Captain America helmet appeared beside the two .

As soon as he opened his mouth, Lucy recognized him: "... Coulson, don't pretend, I know it's you."

The part of the opponent not covered by the helmet began to turn red at a visible speed, and Coulson took off the helmet: "I brought the agents of the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch of Captain America's support club."

Bucky felt that he was probably really old and had problems with his ears.

"Captain America, what..." Bucky asked with that indigestible expression, he thought maybe he hadn't woken up, and everything that happened just now was really a dream.

However, Coulson repeated it clearly: "Captain America's support club, agents of the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch."

It turns out that there really is such a thing in the world! ! !Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., what are you doing at S.H.I.E.L.D.? Do you hold a weekly exchange meeting about learning the good example of the captain, and share with each other the socks that two generations of Captain America mended together? ?

A hundred thousand words of barrage passed through Lucy's mind, and Bucky was still digesting this incident. This incident had too much impact on him, and he has yet to recall it.

Coulson raised his left hand. There was a piece of armor on the forearm of his left hand. When he pressed it lightly, a blue-white light flashed, and a red, white and blue light shield opened from the armor: "The thing made by the science team , enough to withstand general physical attacks."

Then Coulson adjusted the armguards, and the light shield began to display the words: Captain America's Support Club and then the light shield began to sing, the tune was "The Man with the Plan" Lucy and Bucky's jaws almost dropped to the floor.

"You have to go." Coulson patted Bucky on the shoulder, he turned his head to look at Lucy, but with a slight alienation, "Lucy, Chief Fury wants to talk to you."

"I will not give in. If you want to talk, my door will not be closed." Lucy nodded slightly, expressing her attitude, "But we all want to protect Captain America's reputation now, don't we?"

"No, we're protecting our past and our future."

Coulson turned around and raised his shield, and turned to those SHIELD agents who were dressed the same as him: "Always follow the captain!"

"Forever!" the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents echoed, and Lucy felt as if she heard Rumlow's voice.

A new day has ushered in Washington, and the green lawns of the National Mall are glistening with dewdrops, and they fall into the fragrant earth in the commotion of the crowd, bringing new life to it.

Lucy boarded the plane, and she sat across from Bucky. Bucky kept looking out the window, his glassy eyes rolled, and he turned to Lucy: "Come on, declare war on the military in our way."