[Comprehensive British and American] Space Patrolman Hydra

The agent stood on the roof for a while, and then turned around and walked towards the elevator until he was shivering slightly from the cold.

The elevator doors opened, and Grant Bartuk happened to see Hydera and Steve Rogers walking in from the balcony.

"Have you seen the stars?"

The elevator door closed, and the handsome agent walked into the living room with a chill in his body.I don't know if it was because of the cold or sleepiness, the tall man didn't have much strength to walk, he walked to the side of the stairs with a deep foot and a shallow foot, leaned on the handrail, and said with a slightly relaxed smile.

"Can you see the stars on the balcony?" Hydera blinked, exhaled childishly, and complained, "I can't see anything on the balcony."

"It may be a problem with the angle... In fact, there is not much to see from the rooftop, only a particularly bright constellation, which looks like an open lock."

"Lock?" Hydera guessed excitedly.

"The Lion? The Immortal King? The Constellation? The Auriga?—Ah! What you don't see is the upper part of Cetus?"

"......How would I know."

Grant Batuk choked on the name of the constellation that was thrown at him, and then shrugged indifferently to Hydera who showed him a look of contempt for illiteracy.

"It's just to look at the stars. It's enough to look romantic. Is it possible that you still want to force everyone who looks at the stars to learn to draw a map of the northern hemisphere?"

Hydera winked exaggeratedly at Mr. Agent, which drew a merciless ridicule from Mr. Agent.

"It's getting late. You can watch the stars tomorrow night. The most important thing now is to go back to your room and sleep—especially Hydera, don't you want to go for a run with me tomorrow? Are you sure you can wake up?"

Steve Rogers looked down at his watch, and began to dutifully drive young people who love cultivating immortals to sleep.

"Get up and run?"

Grant Bartook raised his eyebrows high, "Just you?"

——One hides under the covers and reads a novel until two o'clock, sleeps until eleven o'clock at noon, wakes up after lunch, takes a nap, wakes up after a nap, eats dinner, crawls under the covers after dinner, reads a novel until two o'clock, and repeats itself This kind of guy who sleeps later than dogs, wakes up later than pigs, stays up late with advanced cancer?

"With the captain, get up at five in the morning to wash, have dinner at 05:30, and run in the morning at [-]:[-]?"

For a moment, Hydera's expression looked like she wanted to sew Grant Bartook's mouth shut.

"I'm going to sleep now!"

The blonde girl ran to the door of her room in three steps and two steps, turned her head and said harsh words to Grant Batuk: "Then I will go to your bed at four o'clock tomorrow morning to play disco!!!"

After she finished speaking, she tore open the door with a "crush" and slammed it shut with a "bang".The small wooden board on the door that had been shaken down before, and was then screwed in with a drill to fix the thread, shook and fell to the ground again. Only the thread was still hanging on it tenaciously, fluttering, helpless and pitiful.

Grant Bartuk laughed out loud, as if the strength that had been sucked away by the cold and the snake just now poured back into his body with the laughter.Mr. Agent took a few steps to the door of Hydera, picked up the small wooden board that said "Fairy Room" and weighed it in his hand, knocked on the door, and shouted with a smirk.

"Little rabbit, open the door obediently—"

Hydra screamed: "guna!!!"

Mr. Agent burst out laughing directly.

"Excuse me—is the fairy whose door plate dropped still a fairy?"

The door was torn open in a second, and the blonde girl with blood-red eyes grabbed the wooden sign in Grant Bartuk's hand with her claws. The agent who was caught off guard was dragged forward, and then the metal door shone on the laughing agent. The tall bridge of the nose hit it precisely and quickly.

Grant Bartook, who instinctively took a step back and narrowly escaped the tragic fate of having his nose broken, stopped laughing abruptly.

This was not the first time - the little princess seemed to dislike his nose.

The handsome agent who was quite proud of his perfect nose bridge touched the bridge of his nose with lingering fear, and moved away from the door of the fire-breathing fairy.

As soon as he turned around, he met Steve Rogers' clear blue eyes that were somewhat piercing.

When Grant Batuk was fighting with Hydera, the blond soldier stood below with his hands in his pockets, smiling and looking thoughtfully at the laughing young agent.

Grant Bartook jumped down the stairs like an ordinary sunny young agent, and said to the tall and strong soldier with a lazy smile: "How do you feel?"

"It couldn't be better."

Steve Rogers stood where he was, lowered his head slightly, and said to the young agent.

"It's even possible to jump right into—"

Grant Bartuk looked up at him with the same smile on his face.

— Passionate and perfect.

Steve Rogers' mind suddenly flashed the young agent's obviously relaxed and imageless laugh when facing Goldilocks.

He paused indistinctly, couldn't help sighing, and softened his face.With the inconspicuous sound of airflow, the invisible confrontation that was about to explode just now disappeared without a trace.

"...a new round of sleep."

After all, he didn't directly expose Grant Bartook.

The blond-haired soldier patted the young agent on the shoulder, and replaced the words he was about to blurt out with a friendly joke, and walked over him, with his back turned, up the stairs.

"It's time for you to rest, Grant. After all, tomorrow will be a new day."

Steve Rogers advises lightly.

Grant Bartook moved indistinctly.

He raised his head and looked at the tall blond soldier, his lips touched up and down, and he was about to speak.

"Ah—captain?"

The great inventor was lying on the railing on the third floor, waving to the blond soldier.

"There is a mission, I think you should take a look."

Grant Batuk shut his mouth for an instant.

Tony Stark changed his supporting leg and looked at Grant Bartook with his chin resting on his back.

"Come together? Anyway, what you eat and use is from the Avengers, or you should just resign from S.H.I.E.L.D. and join the Avengers."

Grant Bartook responded with a big roll of the eyes.

"I heard what Charles said—you've been obsessed with poaching S.H.I.E.L.D. lately, huh?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. already has so many people, and there are not enough people missing, isn't it?"

Haha said the great inventor, apparently having fun getting Nick Fury into trouble.

"I'd better go to bed early, after all, just now the little princess said harshly that she would come to my room to play disco at four o'clock."

Grant Batuk waved his hand thankfully, closed the door and entered his room.

"So, Captain?"

Tony Stark said.

The blond-haired soldier looked up at the great inventor and walked up. The inventor led the way, followed by the soldier.The two entered the laboratory one after the other, and the soundproof door was closed tightly.

"Don't ask Grant."

Tony Stark turned around and said: "His situation is more complicated, and he probably can't explain it himself."

"You sure know."

Steve Rogers knows it.He leaned on the table with his arms folded and stared at the great inventor.

"I need an explanation...why did you kill the other agents on the mobile satellite launch pad?"

The great inventor was taken aback for a moment, then wiped his face.

"...I knew it, I can't hide it from you."

he whispered.

"Tony. I may not be as smart as you, I don't have your advanced thinking, and I am not as good at science and creativity as you...but don't take me for a fool."

Steve Rogers raised his tone slightly.

"Because I know people."

The weak, the strong, the enemy, the friend, the good, the bad, the soldier, the politician...

He knows what they're thinking.

"I have done a vulnerable street cat, and I have also done an awesome Captain America. I know exactly what people with different roles, different strengths, and different people are thinking."

...so how could he not have found out?

The dull and unfamiliar atmosphere, the imminent hostility, the surging depression, and the ambiguous dialogues - this man who is good at observation and sensitive is very clear about the anomalies in his team.

Perhaps because the previous missions performed together were only step-by-step actions, and there was little in-depth communication, Steve Rogers did not find too many problems, and attributed some of the strangeness and distance to the distance between himself and the agents. The 70-year divide.But since he was trapped on the mobile satellite launch platform and had to act collectively, this sensitive soldier slowly discovered some clues.

"Why do some agents keep trying to get their hands on others? And why doesn't Vashta Nerada go near them?"

asked Steve Rogers.

"I don't think I need to tell you, you can figure it out for yourself in a few days... only I'm afraid we don't have that much time. But before I tell you, I want you to take three deep breaths, keep smiling, peace of mind."

Tony Stark sincerely laments the blond soldier's keen and terrifying insight.He didn't explain immediately, but persuaded this strong super soldier not to get too excited later with a very sincere expression.

"Come on, follow me, take a deep breath—deep breath—"

"I'm calm, just tell me."

Steve Rogers interrupts the great inventor who is still going to "breathe in and out".

"Why can't I believe that..."

Tony Stark stopped his mouth worriedly, grunted and turned around to pick up something from the laboratory table.

"Biological electrical disturbance device?"

Steve Rogers recognized the thing.

"I took it apart, you look at the pattern on the inner wall - remember, calm down, calm down."

Tony Stark handed the disassembled bioelectrical disturbance device to the blond soldier with trepidation, and then slid away far away.

For some unknown reason, Steve Rogers lifted the device with the shell removed, slowly rotated it, and looked at the circular inner wall.

At first he saw a skeleton.

Going down, there is something similar to the tentacles of an octopus.

Left and right symmetrical, a total of six.

"Crack."

Tony Stark shivered, seeing the bioelectrical disturbance device in the blond soldier's hand crushed into a mass of scrap metal.

Steve Rogers had piercing eyes and a terribly dark expression.

"...Hydra."

A voice filled with soaring anger hissed out from clenched teeth.

The author says:

There was a moment of outrage that the good meaning of the name had been tainted.