[Comprehensive British and American] Space Patrolman Hydra

Nick Fury stood in the special elevator with a solemn expression.

When he finished reading the stack of materials that Steve Rogers threw on the table, Nick Fury immediately threw the materials into the shredder, and the shredded paper scraps were thrown into the incinerator.

He stared at the burnt confetti in the incineration box, with a cloudy expression on his face, turned around and entered the elevator, and pressed the light on the highest floor.

The elevator door opened slowly, and Nick Fury strode along the empty corridor, knocking on the door at the end.

"Come in."

The door slid open automatically, and the voice from inside came. Nick Fury bypassed the frosted glass, pushed open the noise reduction door, and walked to the desk.

"What wind brought you here?"

The person sitting on the chair said: "We used to talk about everything, but now it is difficult for you to come up once."

"Your new office floor is too high."

Nick Fury shrugged, then pressed his hands on the desk, and stared down at the sitting person with one eye oppressively.

"I've found something. Tell me, are you hiding something from me about Project Skynet? We've been friends for a long time too—tell me the truth, Zemo."

The highest officer of S.H.I.E.L.D., the head of the World Security Council, Zemo leaned back in his chair and laughed.

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you."

Zemo spread his hands very naturally, "I don't want to tell you, because this is a unified decision made by the Security Council, and I have no right to comment. And I know, you will definitely object."

"about what?"

Nick Fury asked.

"Report Ma'am, Captain America went to Nick Fury's office."

"Crack."

"Report Ma'am, Captain America came out of Nick Fury's office and returned to the Avengers Tower."

"Crack."

"Report Ma'am, Nick Fury went to the Minister's office."

"Crack."

The woman with dark green hair was leaning on the recliner.

She is resting with her eyes closed.With his hands on the armrest, the respectful agent was holding her fingers and trimming her nails.

"Report Ma'am, Nick Fury left in a dedicated elevator—"

The woman closed her eyes and spoke suddenly.

"Haven't you seen Grant Bartook in a few days?"

The agent who reported the intelligence paused, bowed his head and replied, "Since Grant Bartook entered the Avengers Building."

"Crack."

"me too."

The agent sitting next to him didn't pause at all even when he was answering questions. He was still concentrating on trimming the nails of that slender hand, making every edge round and neat, and then took out a nail file to carefully polish the rough places.

"It's been so long..."

The dark green haired woman sighed softly, then slightly opened her eyes.

Dark green.

There was a smear of green in the woman's eyes that was so strong that it couldn't be melted. At this moment, this smear of green spread around the room, wrapping around the intelligence agent standing beside the recliner.

"I remember you and Grant on good terms."

The green snake hissed and spit out snake letters.

"Yes."

The intelligence agent replied: "We are friends."

"......boys."

Although it was just an ordinary sentence, the woman was fully pleased.She narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a pampering smile.

"It's just that I can't grow up, I like to have innocent dreams, I like to find myself, I also need to find some spiritual support, and I can never do without love."

No one dared to speak, and the woman didn't need to answer.

She turned her head to look at her hand, and her deputy had been repaired to the last little finger.

"very good."

The woman said inexplicably, she didn't know whether she was praising the deputy's job well done, or praising Grant Bartook's boldness.

"Good, really good."

She repeated it again, and this time she finally had a clear direction.

"Our little soldier...rebelled indeed."

Nails are well trimmed.The woman sat up and stood up, her long dark green hair slipping and flowing behind her.

The deputy brought the coat, and she put it on slowly, pulled her hair out of the coat one by one, and carefully adjusted the collar and cuffs.

"Send Little Grant an address... He won't go anyway, so just use it as a scare to scare him."

The woman smiled casually, pinned the knife and whip handed to her on her waist, and walked out of the office.

"Notify all departments that Grant Bartuk's rebellion, Captain America and Nick Fury discovered the plan, enter reaction mode [-], clear the plan ahead of time, remind the boring man on the roof who is staring at the captain, it's time to start the Skynet plan And... besides, didn't he want to deal with Captain America?"

The woman in a strong dress raised her red lips.

"—this time let him completely get his wish."

Steve Rogers and Hydra are running through the streets of Manhattan.

"There is a traffic jam directly ahead, it takes 15 minutes to unblock, and it takes 1 minute to turn right and detour."

Hydera listened to Arnold's report and pointed out the path for Steve Rogers.

The blond soldier leaned over, and the Harley motorcycle roared into the alley.

"Go forward for 1000 meters, pass a green light, and turn left at the second green light."

Hydera paused and asked suddenly.

"Does Peggy have the promise you owe?"

"you know--"

Steve Rogers, who was concentrating on driving, was taken aback when he heard this.

"Ah... what did you hear last time?"

"Ah."

Hydra leaned on Steve Rogers' back, slowly rolling back and forth with her round helmet on the blond soldier's back.

"...stop playing."

Steve Rogers' helpless reminder with a smile overflowed from the helmet, became a little stuffy, and gently wrapped Hydera's ears.

"Don't think too much, Peggy is already married."

"I didn't think much of it."

Inside the helmet, Goldilocks pursed her lips.

She wasn't unhappy or jealous, she was simply curious about the strange and magnificent life of the blond soldier that she didn't know about without her participation.

"I'm just curious...can I ask? About you guys, and that pact?"

Steve Rogers glanced at his watch. It was about 10 minutes before he arrived at the nursing home.

——10 minutes is enough to tell a story.

"Nothing is impossible."

He said.

"It's nothing unusual between us, it's probably a very old story that you young people have heard badly... A skinny boy and a beautiful and powerful girl met in the army—"

"They're in love, right?"

Hydera asked curiously.

Steve Rogers, who was robbed of the next sentence, paused and laughed dumbfounded.

"......right."

"I like this kind of story, go ahead."

The blond soldier didn't even need to imagine that the blond girl must be covered by the helmet, her eyes were bent into two small crescents, and she was grinning.Because at this moment her voice was full of irrepressible excitement.What she cares about is not that this story is the experience of the boy she likes and other girls.

She is just happy to hear good stories.

Goldilocks even slapped him on the back with her round helmet for urging.

"Many people think that we fell in love after that serum. They simply underestimated Peggy. Peggy has never been a woman who judges people by appearance. She values ​​quality more than body shape."

Steve Rogers said softly.

"She can see into everyone's heart."

...that red steel rose.

"I didn't know I was watching her face the soldier who belittled her and insulted her with a merciless punch and knocked him to the ground."

She didn't know it was when she saw that everyone was trying their best to climb up the flagpole, just to show who was stronger than whom, but when he removed the fixing frame and brought down the flagpole, he took the flag and walked towards her.

"It was still when I saw her standing in front of me, waving a pointer to mock a villain who was much taller and stronger than her, and her movements were swift and sharp, and she slammed the strongest soldier to the ground."

It was still when he saw him, who was much thinner than anyone on the training ground, jumping at the grenade.

"When I covered the grenade, I saw her running towards me out of the corner of my eye."

Still when she asked him why he didn't run away, he replied that as long as he ran once, he would keep running; and if he stood up and fought back, he would succeed one day.

"Or when she was standing by the machine, staring at him, who hadn't been injected with the serum, but was about to lie down on the armchair that would transform people beyond recognition, and was refusing to leave."

Or when the pain of the serum fusion took hold of his mouthpiece and made him scream uncontrollably, and everyone thought it was time to stop, and he immediately yelled that he could, he could bear it.

"Anyway, by the time we found out, we'd already asked each other to dance."

The creases between Steve Rogers' brows were gently melted.

"We have all been belittled, rejected, and ridiculed all the time, because of gender, because of size...Even with power, she is still a woman, and I am still a waste of a serum—"

The round helmet on the back suddenly hit his back hard again.

Stevie Rogers, who sank into memory, was caught off guard and stunned.

"shut up."

The blonde girl's vicious voice reached the blonde soldier's ears.

"If you dare to say one more word, my helmet will hit your pessimistic one, who doesn't know how to be proud of himself, and his head has entered the water!"

The blond soldier who was smashed into a daze heard the words that were not so much a threat as a hatred of iron and steel. After realizing it, he couldn't help laughing, and the more he laughed, the happier he was.

"Laugh at the fart!"

The helmet behind him gritted his teeth and hit it with a "bang bang".

"Who would say that they are useless! Laugh! You still laugh! What happened to the woman! Are you eating their bread?!"

"Don't smash it, don't smash it! We've reached our destination! Aren't your neck tired!"

Steve Rogers tried his best to suppress his smile, slowed down and parked on the side of the street, dodging Goldilocks' head shaking wildly towards him.

Hydera stopped, took off his helmet, his hair was messy, and his expression still looked angry.

"Even if you are belittled, rejected, and ridiculed, she is also the founder of S.H.I.E.L.D., and you are Captain America. You saved the United States, and you fought for peace and freedom all your life-let those who stand on the high ground think that Catch your weaknesses and laugh, for they are always mocking their own feeble and bitter souls."

She said every word.

"They'll never get the heart of gold you have."

She was short of breath with anger.

His chest heaved violently.

The blond soldier calmed down, staring at the lingering rage of the blond girl, reached for the helmet in her hand, and stroked her head with the other hand.

"...Let's go."

In his lowered eyes, he deeply portrayed her face that was extraordinarily vivid and colorful because of her anger at this time.

"Come with me to pick up Agent Rose."

The blond soldier took the blond girl down the stairs, walked through the old-fashioned dimly lit corridor, turned left and right, stopped outside a door next to the indoor garden, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Comein."

The voice of aging sounded.

Steve Rogers pushed the door open.

"wear?"

He called to the man lying on the bed.

"Steve?"

The person looking out the window moved and turned his head with difficulty.

The red steel rose, now gray-haired, withered by the bottle stand.

The author says:

Captain America's Du Wei fan, the highest officer of S.H.I.E.L.D.: Baron Zemo.

Nick Fury: Fuck, I'd rather have Pierce.

Those who ridicule women, children, the elderly, the sick, and all those who are weaker than him in terms of strength will always mock their own heart that is not supported by fists, which will be soft on the ground and rotten into garbage. ——From "Hydera Biography - Dedication to Peace"

[Recently, I hope you can understand my lateness. There are a lot of things to do when the teaching support is over. Not only do you have to hand over, see you off, pack your luggage, but you also have to contact the tutor. There are many things, big and small, and the time is very tight.The old rules, the first [-] and the last [-] red envelopes]