[Comprehensive British and American] Hydra should have been destroyed

After Garcia was woken by the alarm in the morning, he found that it was snowing in New York.Through the glass, white light is reflected everywhere the eyes see.He turned on the TV, and the hostess of the weather forecast introduced the weather conditions in each region on TV. With this as the background sound, Garcia began to make coffee for himself.He sliced ​​the black bread in the refrigerator and ate it with coffee. The bitter taste filled his mouth. At this moment, he glanced at the calendar.It will be a long time before winter is over.

He packed his briefcase and drove to organize.When he arrived at the organization, someone was already waiting for him in the office. The man was sitting in his seat, and only his back could be seen from Garcia's position. The man's blond hair made people want to shave it off.

He should be lucky that the organization only has brainwashing machines and no one can read minds, Garcia thought, otherwise he would probably be brainwashed and thrown into a mental hospital, or directly dealt with by soldiers.

"Mr. Pierce." Garcia said, "What can you do?" He put his briefcase on the shelf and sat on the leather sofa in the office.

"We need you to unfreeze the soldiers again." Pierce said, and Garcia had no idea why he kept a smile on his face, which would only make anyone realize his hypocrisy and want to punch him.

But they want to unfreeze the soldiers?Garcia frowned: "I'm sorry, but the organization only issued an order yesterday to freeze the soldiers, thawing for such a short period of time - can I ask why?"

"You only need to carry out the tasks of the organization," Pierce said.

"But freezing and thawing at too short a time interval can cause damage to the soldiers' nerves and bodies, and we can't ignore this." Garcia said.

"If the soldier can't be used by us when we need him, why do we keep him?" Pierce said, crossing his hands on his knees, looking at Garcia with a sense of oppression, "Dr. Douglas, you know, the weapon Wear is necessary. You can't count on not using it in order to make the weapon last longer."

Garcia's crossed hands were clenched by himself, and he could feel the pain of the joints being compressed: "We need two days to thaw the soldiers and take necessary maintenance measures."

"Enough, there is no need." Pierce stood up, "We will see a soldier who can perform the mission this afternoon."

Garcia was silent for a moment: "Yes, Mr. Pierce."

Before Pierce left, he sat beside Garcia, patted Garcia on the back, and said, "I know, soldiers always make people misjudge him—look at his pair of brainwashed hands every time. Tears in the eyes afterward. But don't let him fool you, I've heard one thing, in the Soviet Union, you know, it wasn't a good time.

At that time, a girl in the laboratory developed compassion for the soldiers. She wanted to rescue the soldiers from the base. I heard that she succeeded in the first step, and she took the soldiers out of the base.But then, the next day, when we found the soldier, we found the girl's body next to him, with blood on his steel arm.You know, it has to make people doubt certain things. "

Pierce paused meaningfully: "Every scientific researcher in charge of soldiers should know this story. Of course, I believe that even if you know this, it will have no effect. You are a smart person, Doctor, not like the one who died in In the snow, a foolish little girl bewitched."

"You never have to worry about that," Garcia said. "Sometimes kindness is a stumbling block in the way of greatness, and I know it all too well."

"I'm very glad to hear you say that," Pierce said, "Although you are not a scientist trained in the organization, this cannot conceal the fact that you are excellent. I hope your wife can recover soon, Dr. Douglas."

"Thank you for your blessing." Garcia said, "If there is nothing else, I think I should ask someone to unfreeze the soldiers."

"Of course." Pierce said, he left the office first, followed by Garcia, and Rumlow was already waiting outside the office.

"I heard that you want to unfreeze the soldiers." Rumlow said.

"Yes, Rumlow, you go to the laboratory with the doctor." Pierce said, "Goodbye, doctor."

"Goodbye, Mr. Pierce." Garcia said. He turned his head and saw that Rumlow was still standing by the door, so he walked towards the laboratory by himself. Rumlow followed him a few steps and walked side by side with him.

He called a few of his assistants and arrived at the place where the soldiers were usually frozen. The equipment showed that the soldiers were in a stable state, but Garcia was not sure if such a quick thaw would affect his body.

Leaning against the wall, Rumlow picked up an energy bar and ate while watching a group of experimenters bustle around without asking anyone else's opinion.Pierce and the rest of the mercenaries weren't here, and he wasn't as observant of the lab's rules and regulations.

"Slow down the rate of temperature rise," Garcia said to his assistant.

The frost on the cryogenic chamber gradually disappeared at an extremely slow speed. Garcia constantly adjusted the materials fed into the cryogenic chamber and various indices of the cryogenic chamber. Until an hour later, the cryogenic chamber slowly opened, and the soldiers still had their eyes closed.

"Why is he still closing his eyes?" Rumlow said, "It wasn't like this a few times ago."

"His body can't withstand freezing and thawing with too short intervals," Garcia hated to tell the mercenaries, and he wanted to smash the thermometer on the opponent's head. "This is a normal phenomenon of slow muscle recovery."

"Oh," said Rumlow, "it's a hell of a time in the freezer."

Garcia didn't answer him, and the experimenters all moved a little away from the soldier at this time, and the soldier opened his eyes about 2 minutes later.

"Soldier," Garcia said, "can you hear me?"

The soldier came out of the freezer and looked at Garcia.

"I think he meant he could," said Rumlow.

"Sit in the chair next to you, we will conduct a series of tests on you." Garcia said.The soldier obediently sat down on the chair next to him, staring blankly at the floor.

When Garcia approached him and began to observe his eye condition, the soldier suddenly said, "Doctor?" His voice was very soft, with a hint of confusion.

Garcia froze for a moment. "Yes," he said, "I am your doctor."

His eyes were bloodshot, but it didn't affect his performance, and Garcia began additional tests. "Dr. Douglas!" his assistant called him, and he went over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Tests show that most of the systems in the soldier's body are operating at a low frequency." His assistant Houdini said, "Maybe after starting him, there will be a buffer problem when his body enters the task state."

"I'll tell Mr. Pierce." Garcia said. He walked past the soldier and checked his temperature. The soldier stared at him at this moment, as if he was staring at the mission target, but he felt very harmless.

He did have pitiful eyes.Garcia thought.

"Go to the Field Service Department to find someone who knows his activation password, thank you." Garcia said to Rumlow, "We need to determine the state of his body after activation."