[Comprehensive British and American] Daniel Phillips

Chap.2 Winter Soldier

The Quinjet fighter jets landed on the tarmac temporarily arranged by the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. The cold wind from Siberia poured in the moment the cabin door opened. Mr. Tony Stark, who was cool and had his own BGM, still sneezed several times in a row under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"I've already told you, sir, you need to put on the clothes sent by S.H.I.E.L.D." Jarvis' voice appeared at the right time, "The temperature outside is minus fourteen degrees, and I've prepared a warm down jacket for you at the same time. , I suggest you put it on now."

Tony Stark, who was reluctant to change into heavy clothes, got off the plane, and his eyes were attracted by the pile of broken tiles and ruins in front of him, which could completely blow up a building hundreds of meters deep into the ground from the inside out Destroyed, there must be no less than one hundred tons of TNT explosives hidden in this base.He was suddenly a little scared, and he didn't even dare to imagine what Daniel had experienced here these years.

"Mr. Stark," Agent Coulson, who had met him a few times, came over, "We are all waiting for you."

"What have you found out?" As a former arms dealer, Tony Stark could see the precariousness of the explosion site at a glance, "After such a strong explosion, the geological survey report will definitely show that the mountain structure here is extremely unbalanced , there is the possibility of an avalanche at any time. How much time do we have?"

"You are a genius, Mr. Stark." Coulson said as he walked, "In fact, today will be the only chance for us to enter the interior of the building to investigate during the day. All the personnel of the special investigation team will retreat after the sun goes down. Due to the weather The environmental conditions are relatively harsh, I think we need some help from you."

"I already knew." Tony Stark shrugged, "Jarvis."

The artificial intelligence manipulating the steel mecha fired dozens of bullets around the wreckage of the building. The bullets communicated with each other, forming a dense protective net around the building to prevent further erosion by cold wind, ice and snow, and stabilize it. Live the already crumbling wreckage.

"Thank you." Coulson nodded with a smile.

The symbol of the American spirit, the friend of justice, Captain America Steve Rogers, dubbed by a certain Iron Man as the blond, blue-eyed, big-breasted sweetheart, was walking up to the two of them with his shield.He greeted Tony Stark before turning to Coulson and saying, "The team is ready."

"I listen to you, Captain."

Although he has been as inconspicuous as possible, Coulson's face softened a lot when facing Steve Rogers, which made Tony Stark, who was standing on the side, roll his eyes impolitely. And inserted into the middle of the two to separate the two, said: "I don't want to interrupt the affection between the two of you, it's just that I turned down the date with the cover girl of the March issue of "Playboy". We didn't come here to see you two meeting each other. So, can we go?"

Captain America, who just came out of the frozen state and has yet to adapt to modern life, obviously couldn't understand what Tony Stark meant. He looked at this frivolous Stark, trying to find a trace of his good friend Howard Stark from him shadow, but soon found that his goal was defeated.He sighed silently, put on his headgear, and directly led a team into the building through the tunnel that had already been dug.

Tony Stark made a grimace, put on the protective suit that Coulson threw over, and followed him in.

At the same time, in a castle built on a highland in Sokovia, a small country in Eastern Europe, Baron Strucker, one of the three leaders of Hydra who lost his most perfect experiment, was furious. He looked at the guards With the pitifully little data rescued from the Siberia base, he pulled out the gun and smashed the computer screen in front of him, and then he said to the trembling assistant: "Go and activate the Winter Soldier from the freezing program."

"But the ownership of the Winter Soldier has been transferred to Mr. Pierce, and we have no right to unfreeze directly past him." Despite the fear that the next shot will fall on him, the poor assistant said in a trembling voice, "We need to get Mr. Pierce authorization."

"My words," Strack pressed the pistol directly on the assistant's chin, "don't make me repeat it again."

"Take it easy, Strack." Alexander Pierce strolled in with a victorious smile.He sat down on the chair kicked by Strack and raised his eyebrows, "Your anger came out of nowhere, it's just a mutant."

"Pierce, you're still so arrogant." The madness on Strack's face gradually faded, "Didn't you say that you've been so busy recently that you don't have time, why do you have time to come to me this time?"

As a senior agent in charge of communicating with the Security Consulate, the former director of S.H.I.E.L.D., and the Hydra spy leader lurking in S.H.I.E.L.D., Alexander Pierce saw through Strack's strong outsiders at a glance, and he issued a "tsk tsk" to the weak ", ignoring the crazy expression of the Germans—in fact, since the Red Skull was eliminated by Captain America, Hydra has entered a new round of reshuffle. As a rising star, his attitude towards the other two leaders has always been the same. Not very friendly.

"You are blinded by anger. Even if Weapon X is your favorite work, as long as the data is still there, you can restart the experiment and create a more perfect mutant weapon." Alexander Pierce wiped his face Glasses, "I can get you as many mutants as you need."

"This has nothing to do with restarting the experiment. All my experimental samples have been destroyed in the explosion." Strack snorted, with a subtle smile on his face, "Weapon X not only escaped, but also The book was taken away."

"You did something wrong, Strack." The calmness on Alexander Pierce's face finally showed a crack, "How dare you hand over such an important notebook to an ordinary A-level researcher!"

"Correction, ten." Strack smiled. "So, the Winter Soldier?"

"...I'll unfreeze him." Alexander Pierce stood up. "After you track down the whereabouts of Weapon X. Don't look triumphant, old man. After all, it was the Winter Soldier who brought him back 20 years ago. Otherwise, where would you get such a good experimental product."

At the same time, Daniel, who was being tracked by S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra, was sitting leisurely in the waiting room of Moscow Airport. People on the plane came and went in a hurry. Only he was sitting there quietly wearing a pair of glasses, holding a magazine Looking through silently.Thin silver chains hang from the sides of the frame, haloing under the light.He also had a cold cup of coffee by his hand - it was given by a charming red-haired Russian girl in the waiting room, and her love obviously didn't get any response.

"If possible," the red-haired girl licked her lips reluctantly, "I mean, if you don't like coffee, I can buy you a cup of hot cocoa, you look a little thinly dressed."

"No, thank you." Daniel's beautiful gray-blue eyes were exposed from behind the lens, and a deep green can still be seen faintly, "The plane to London is about to start checking in, I think you should talk to your Companions need to board the plane."

"How do you know..." Before the girl finished speaking, the voice reminding passengers to board the plane to London had already sounded.The red-haired girl could only look at Daniel reluctantly, and under the urging of her companion, she took out a pen and paper from her small bag and quickly wrote down a series of numbers and stuffed them into Daniel's hands, "My name is Eva, this is my phone number, waiting for you."

The girl took the arm of her companion and hurried to the ticket gate. Daniel glanced at the note with some curiosity, then folded it neatly in half and put it in his shirt pocket, then lowered his head and continued to read the magazine.During these years of being frozen, he seems to have missed a lot of interesting and interesting technological inventions, those novelty gadgets, and he really hopes that he can try them all once after arriving in New York.

There were not many direct flights from Moscow to New York, and Daniel waited until two o'clock in the afternoon to finally get one of them.He only carried a briefcase, and he looked like a white-collar worker on a business trip to New York. The silver chain on his glasses swayed slightly as he walked, and the curve of his side face was exquisite and perfect.Even in the case of backlight, the staff in charge of ticket inspection can still see the whole process of his eyes turning from gray blue to emerald green.

"Well," the staff member hurriedly looked down at the ticket and checked the information, "Mr. Viktor Ulyanov?"

"Yes." Daniel replied in Russian.His voice was soft and lingering, like the temptation from the devil of the abyss, "If you can, please hurry up, time is running out."

"Of course." The staff member lost his mind for a moment, he blinked and returned his attention to the boarding pass.After checking that it was consistent with the information on the computer, he operated the computer to open the gate and let Daniel pass through.

The moment Daniel turned around, the boarding pass in his hand, which was no different from the others in the eyes of the staff, turned back into a small note with a phone number on it, and he stuffed the note back into the pocket, has found its place in first class.

In New York, Alexander Pierce, who had returned to S.H.I.E.L.D., went deep into the underground vault of a bank. He looked at the prepared researchers and ordered with a cold face: "Get the Winter Soldier from Waking up from a frozen state."