The Great Winter Soldier

"You found the way you used to hang out in Brooklyn." In the dark room, a bald black man with a one-eyed patch said, his voice was hoarse, and his solitary eyes were shining, like a poisonous snake hidden in the darkness, which made people... Feeling very uncomfortable. This person is none other than Nick Fury, the famous director of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Director Fury was wearing a dark trench coat, sitting on a swivel chair in the office, looking at Steve walking in at the door. I saw that the T-shirt on Steve was a bit ill-fitting, and his strong muscles seemed to burst the T-shirt. It was obvious that he had randomly found a piece to put on on the way here. Steve looked tired. , nose was bruised and face was swollen, but his eyes were bright and clear.

This is the first time Nick Fury has seen a "living" Steve since Steve woke up. Yes, Steve has been frozen for 70 years. Although he was awakened by S.H.I.E.L.D. His heart has always been dead, like a yellowed old photo that has been sealed forever, exuding a long sense of history and filled with the vicissitudes of the dying years. And now, Nick Fury finally sees that the person in this old photo has a bit of "spirit", although he is a bit embarrassed, um... well, very embarrassed...

"I've slept for 70 years, I've slept enough." Steve said, walking towards Nick Fury, "I have a mission."

Nick Fury shrugged his shoulders. The director of S.H.I.E.L.D., who knew his words, certainly felt Steve's inner emotions. It seemed that this ancient soldier did not like to be disturbed during the battle.

"Soldier, although you were born for the mission, you have to adapt to this colorful world. You can't stay in the training hall and vent to the sandbags all the time." Nick Fury admonished.

Steve looked at Director Fury silently and said: "When I was asleep, the world was still in turmoil. When I woke up, people told me that we won. We got this, we got that, but No one ever told me what we lost. I need some time to think about it."

"We have indeed lost a lot of things, such as now." Nick Fury pressed a hand on a pile of documents and pushed the documents in front of Steve.

"This is my first task after waking up." Steve raised his eyebrows and did not look at the files immediately.

"Yes." Nick Fury nodded, "I'm sorry to disturb your process of integrating into the world."

"I thought your mission was to make me accept the world." Steve's eyes fell on the document.

"No, I want you to save the world." Nick Fury said in a deep voice.

One sentence aroused Steve's interest. He reached out and picked up the file and flipped through it. What came into view was an ice-blue cube, and this cube made Steve's eyes freeze, as if he had returned to the final battle with the Red Skull.

"Howard Stark found it in the ocean. He believed that this cube might become a key element in developing permanent energy, which could benefit the world." Nick Fury's words were quite reliable, but he didn't know Is there any deeper reason?

"What's wrong with it?" Steve asked as the memory in his eyes slowly faded.

"It was snatched away by a man named Loki. This man...well, not from Earth. If you can accept this task, you need to know more information. This world has changed a lot. In some cases, In terms of this, it is beyond the scope of what you can imagine." Nick Fury sighed softly, and he didn't know whether it was sighing or helplessness.

"I'm used to it a long time ago." Steve glanced at the large rear projection on the wall of the office and slowly stood up.

"You fought against the Red Skull in the final mission. What you were fighting for was this cube. Is there any information you can provide?" Nick Fury asked as he watched Steve stand up and leave.

"You should leave it in the ocean." Steve said coldly, closing the door and leaving.

"Hey, hello, Steve, um, I mean, captain, can I call you that?" As soon as Steve opened the door, he saw a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament. He was neatly dressed and had a gentle smile on his face. Although the middle-aged man tried his best to hide his inner emotions, Steve could still see the excitement in this man's eyes.

"Okay." Steve nodded and looked at the stranger with confusion. However, to be able to enter this building and stay at the door of Director Fury's office, he must also be an agent of SHIELD.

"Steve, um, no, I'd better call you captain, you know, I..." There were many pauses in the middle-aged man's words, like a child who had just learned to speak.

"Phil Coulson" Behind the scenes, Agent Hill had a cold face, looked at Coulson reproachfully, and shouted.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Colson smiled apologetically and said, "We'll talk about my personal matters later. I came to you to ask about something."

"Yeah." Steve looked at Agent Hill and found that the woman had no objections. He was also open-minded.

"I heard that you had a boxing fight with a man named Summer just now." Colson looked at Steve's bruised nose and face, and his expectations were even greater. If someone could really beat Steve like this , that is probably the mysterious man who killed the Asgardian defenders and left the earth with the Asgardian gods of war.

"Yes, he calls himself that." Steve nodded and confirmed,

"What is the problem"

"Does he have any special performance?" Colson's eyes were blazing. He searched like a headless fly for a whole year and a half. Colson, who had hit a wall everywhere, finally caught a clue.

The person who snatched the Cube from S.H.I.E.L.D. this time is called Loki and calls himself an Asgardian. If Xia Tian can be found during this extremely critical time period, it will be very beneficial to SHIELD. At least SHIELD does not need to learn about the Asgardians from myths and stories, but can learn from a human's mouth. Some Asgardian news, which will be very helpful to the entire war situation. What's more, the question of whether Xia Tian is a superpower or a superpower on the earth level has troubled Coulson for a long time.

"Special performance" Steve frowned, "He is a warrior, or a killer. Although he is trying his best to change his muscle memory, I can always feel the fatal blow he embodies in fighting. Essentially, the fight just now was very unfavorable to him. It can be seen that the change of style troubled him. You are investigating the organization behind him."

"No, Captain, the special performance I am referring to is..." Coulson sorted out his words and continued, "Can he fly and control objects with his mind? Is his left arm made of metal? ....."

"Are you kidding me?" Steve frowned and looked at Colson, somewhat resistant to such a whimsical question.

"Well, didn't you show it?" Colson also frowned, wondering if it was because of the competition, so the talent named Xia Tian didn't have full power, or maybe that Xia Tian was not the person he was looking for at all.

"Is there anything else?" Steve asked.

"No, Captain, I'm sorry for wasting your time." Colson said apologetically, "I left detailed information about this mission on the table at your home. In addition, when everything is ready, I I will pick you up personally."

Steve nodded and left silently.

"Is that that person?" Agent Hill asked after the captain left.

"It should be. You once said that there was a woman accompanying the man. She was as tall as the captain and had an excellent figure. Such women are rare. She has a similar figure to the mysterious woman I saw in New Mexico. Coulson muttered softly.

Agent Hill rolled his eyes and walked away, leaving Coulson behind.

Steve was escorted back home by the agents. He also saw the information the agents left at home. He read it carefully for a long time and couldn't help but sigh heavily.

He knew that once the country needed him, once the people needed him, he would go through fire and water, even to the death. However, he really didn't know if he was ready.

Steve felt a little irritable, so he got dressed and walked out of the house, called a taxi and went straight to the training hall. Maybe it would be a good choice to just punch his fist again and again and wait for the task to come. .

It's already dark in New York, but the city is brightly lit and vehicles are flowing continuously. For this city that never sleeps, the wonderful nightlife has just begun.

Steve escaped from the hustle and bustle, escaped from the crowded and noisy crowd, and broke into this familiar training hall alone.

The lady who sold the tickets had turned into an old lady on duty. She did not charge Steve for the tickets, but just told Steve that someone was waiting for him.

Steve was stunned for a moment, then stepped in. The huge training hall was dark, and all kinds of fitness equipment were returned to their original places. The venue was cleaned, and the mirror walls on both sides reflected countless images of Steve. The huge empty venue should have fallen into silence, but Steve heard the sound of fists hitting sandbags below the ring.

Heavy, rapid, and loud.

"You're late." A voice came from afar, passing through the darkness, and reached Steve's ears.

"I never said I wanted to come back." Steve walked through the empty venue, passed the boxing ring, and finally saw the dark figure.

"And you are standing here now." Xia Tian held the shaking sandbag with both hands, breathing heavily, sweat flowing down his face, "So you are late."

Steve couldn't help but laugh out loud. He didn't know why, but in this cold and strange world, an equally strange young man could make him feel a little warm with one or two words.

Steve threw away his coat and picked up a pair of gloves. Suddenly he thought of something, his eyes flickered slightly, then he put down the gloves and said thoughtfully: "Fight without distinction."

Xia Tian's body stagnated slightly, turned his head, and looked at the captain's azure eyes with his dark eyes: "You are a soldier, not an agent. Why do you use such means to test the promise I made? Beat me and you can get all the information about me.”

Steve moved his body and shook his neck from side to side, making a crisp bone sound: "I just don't want you to be restrained. Your constant fighting movements have violated my dignity."

"Oh, then I'm afraid only one person will walk out of this stadium tomorrow." Xia Tian turned around, and the dark boxing gloves boiled for a while, and slowly turned into a black bandage, tightly wrapped around Xia Tian's hands, outside the window Under the moonlight, it exudes a mysterious luster.

Steve's pupils shrank slightly...