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Chapter 21 Restart

Dark, boundless, vast, like a black sea.He tried hard to open his eyes, but he only felt the undercurrent rolling around his body.The boundless gravitational force struck from directly below, pulling his ankles vigorously, as if to drag him into an endless abyss.

White light flashed in a hurry from time to time, taking away the fleeting images one by one, like a slideshow flipping pages at double speed.Those are fragments of memory, which have been buried in dust for a long time, and even the master himself thought that they had been completely forgotten, but after a long time, they were reawakened for unknown reasons.

The shattered image flooded over like a bursting tide.He saw a handsome, tall boy, wearing a straight military uniform, with a righteous face, and vowed to do his best to serve the motherland in the coming war; then he saw the boy passing by the train at high speed through the mountains Falling from the top, his best friend shouted his name from the roof of the car, but his voice was quickly swallowed by the bitter wind in the mountains.

Things became blurred after that, but it was certain that he was still alive.In broken memory fragments, he was found and dragged for miles through the snow.He was taken somewhere, strengthened and reformed.They emptied his brain, like formatting a hard drive.And then they instilled in him new beliefs, new content, and told him who to serve.

Hydra.

In the past century, he was frozen as the strongest weapon. The cryogenic temperature froze his cells and prevented his aging. He would only be released when there was a mission.He is like a sharp scalpel, all those who hinder the development and interests of Hydra are the targets he wants to cut off.Over the past century, he has removed countless obstacles for Hydra, obliterated countless key targets, and he never missed.

until today.

The tingling sensation extended along the nerve fibers into the nerve center of the brain, stimulating his brain violently like an electric current.The once-lost memory suddenly awakened under the intense stimulation, and a large amount of information flowed back into his mind.

The human brain is like a hard disk. The data stored on it can be deleted and formatted, but it is not so easy to be completely emptied.Hydra didn't completely erase his personality and memories, they just stuffed them into the depths of his subconscious and sealed them up.And now, this part of memory is resurfaced under the guidance of some external force.

He remembered.

His name is Bucky Barnes.

He is a member of the Howling Commandos and Captain America's best friend.

After the flashback ended, Bucky opened his eyes and bounced up instinctively.

He began to look around vigilantly.Clean white floor tiles, clean walls, surrounded by various high-precision instruments and equipment, which are operating automatically without human operation.The other half of the room not far away is covered with plush white blankets, with eerie bookshelves, surrounded by a bunch of mysterious ancient devices, which looks a bit like the collection of antique lovers.

Half a minute later, a young man entered the room.He was about 20 years old, wearing a T-shirt casually, his hair was neatly combed, his hands were naturally in his trouser pockets, and his expression was calm and composed.

"Did you sleep well, Sergeant Barnes?" Michael asked.

Bucky frowned: "You know my name?"

"Of course I know. In fact, you just remembered your name with my help."

Bucky suddenly remembered something: "My brainwashing."

"It's solved." Michael walked to the coffee machine on the left table, took out a mug out of nowhere and took a cup of coffee, "To be honest, it wasn't as difficult as I expected. After all these years Hydra's brainwashing methods are still so... direct and brutal. Bury your memories and thoughts and then violently instill some new content, and repeat this process regularly to ensure that the effect will not be diminished by the passage of time"

He paused, without concealing his contemptuous attitude: "There is no technical content, and it is easy to crack."

He shook the mug at the super killer in the room: "Would you like coffee?"

Bucky shook his head.

"Why did you do this?" He asked suspiciously, "You expect me to work hard for you?"

"It can't be said that there is no such idea at all. But if this is really my motive, I don't need to spend a lot of time to undo your brainwashing and awaken your personality. You have already been under my hypnotizing spell, and I have There are no less than a hundred ways to instill new ideas in you and turn you into my puppet." Michael said lightly, "But I didn't do it because you deserve it, Sergeant Barnes."

Holding the mug in one hand, he dragged a chair and sat in front of Bucky.

"I think you might remember how many people you've killed for Hydra over the past century," he said, "to be stuffed into a completely different personality who has no choice but to serve his former enemies and attack himself I can't pretend to understand how you feel about the country I swore allegiance to because I honestly have never had anything like it."

Sergeant Barnes pursed his lips and made no reply.

"I know you hate them," Michael continued, "and you probably already know that I have a little bit of a feud with Hydra. We're at war right now and I'm chopping off their heads one by one .”

He leaned forward slightly.

"Alexander Pierce is dead, but Hydra has other leaders," he said. "I'll wipe them all out, uproot them. You should have seen what I can do, you know I It can be done. And before that, I am offering you an opportunity, a job, and an opportunity to join me and avenge them. So the question now is, will you come?"

Bucky Barnes and his eyes met for a moment.

"If I said 'no,'" he said, "what would you do?"

Michael leaned back in the chair.

"Then I can only express regret." He shrugged. "But I will let you out and continue the project myself. But of course, I have to wipe your memory to make sure you don't remember this conversation at all. But Other than that, you're completely free. You can take on a whole new identity, start a completely different life, and never fight or be pushed around—if that's what you want."

Sergeant Barnes narrowed his eyes and studied him cautiously, as if trying to see through the young man's eyes how much truth he was saying.

As Hydra spares no effort to cultivate the most powerful killer, the Winter Soldier has naturally received special training in recognizing lies.He can accurately capture various micro-expression changes on a person's face, and can judge whether the other party is lying or not based on various subtle changes in tone, eyes and body.

And all the details he captured fed back the same message—what the young man said was [-]% true.

"You know, I'm not a Hydra, and I'm not used to forcing people to do things." Michael said, "So, Sergeant Barnes, what do you think?"

Bucky closed his eyes lightly.When he opened his eyes again, he had abandoned the confusion in his eyes, and re-established his direction of progress.

"When do we start?" he asked.

(End of this chapter)