Winter Soldier

This change frightened the surrounding reporters to scream and back away again and again, and they no longer cared about any interviews, which instead gave the Avengers room to move.

"There are snipers in ambush, get out of here quickly." Captain America covered the bleeding wound with one hand, and calmly ordered Happy to take away the pale and trembling Petz.

In order to integrate into the general public and not irritate the reporters, the Avengers were all dressed in civilian clothes this time, without the protection of a combat suit with bulletproof function. Captain America could only take a hard shot. Get out of the way in time, it just bleeds a lot and looks scary.

"There is a gunman attacking, it's dangerous, get out of here." Sam and Clinton, who were closest to Captain America, shouted loudly, warning people to leave quickly.

Hearing the commotion and shouting here, the people in the distance also realized that someone had shot and killed people, and they all screamed and ran away, chasing a group. Sam and the others rushed to Captain America and asked with concern: "Captain, how is the injury?" ?”

Captain America inspected the surrounding situation vigilantly, and then hid behind the pillars in the hall, his brows slightly furrowed and he exhaled slowly, "It's nothing serious, the sniper should be on the opposite building in the northeast, about 1000 meters away, the gun method Accurate, you act quickly."

"Sam, Clinton, and Natasha pursue the gunman, and Rhodes protects Petz and controls the situation." Captain America ordered decisively. As for Colin, who was left out, he didn't expect to order Colin to be moved at all.

The Avengers looked at each other, nodded, and then acted separately. Only Captain America and Colin were left standing in the hall. Captain America was handed over the first-aid kit by the special service police. He stepped to catch up with Sam and the others, but was stopped by Colin.

"What's the matter?" Captain America stopped in his tracks and asked suspiciously, with a trace of impatience and anxiety in his eyes, time was running out and he suspected that the gunman might be Bucky.

"That's not the Winter Soldier," Colin resolutely denied. With a solemn expression, he quickly approached, took out a palm-sized tracking locator from the outer pocket of his windbreaker, and showed it to Captain America. The flickering red dot moving on the edge said anxiously: "This is the Winter Soldier, follow me quickly, it's too late."

As he said that, he hurriedly overtook Captain America, and chased in the direction of the red dot displayed on the tracker.

Steve hesitated for a while, looking at Colin's anxious back, a trace of suspicion flashed in his eyes, but in the end he didn't suppress his worry about Bucky, and after a little calculation, he raised his foot and quickly caught up with Colin's pace.

He thought that there were some Sams over there who were in control of the situation anyway, and maybe Colin had some unexpected gains here. He was Bucky's lover, and he must be most concerned about Bucky's whereabouts.

Hearing the footsteps of Captain America catching up behind him, Colin was tangled in his heart, but he didn't dare to show his face. From time to time, he lowered his head to observe the position of the red dot on the tracker screen, constantly adjusted the tracking direction, and took time between running to explain to Captain America: "The tracker was installed a long time ago just in case. In the mechanical arm, the Winter Soldier also knew that because of the metal shielding interference of the mechanical arm, the signal is not strong, and the coverage is less than 2000 meters, so I have not said it."

Captain America glanced at him and nodded in understanding. This tracker is indeed a bit tasteless.

He said so, but Colin was secretly scolding Zemo for being cunning. Just now when Petz walked up to the front desk to speak, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed, and the text message instructed him to take out a phone in the trash can at the back of the conference room. The kraft paper bag contained the tracker and locator he was holding in his hand, and there was a note saying to lead Captain America to follow, but nothing else was said.

So this is not some pre-installed tracker at all, this is Zemo trying to lure Captain America into a deadlock set up, and Colin is an integral part of the game.

Zemo wanted to end the game. Colin's nerves became more and more tense. While running fast, pretending to lie to Captain America, while turning his head calmly, thinking about how to deal with the next situation, Zemo tried his best The purpose of sending away the other Avengers is nothing more than wanting Captain America to leave alone, and then watch the other party die with his own eyes, and he is likely to be the killing knife.

But Zemo's cunning will definitely not only rely on himself, he will definitely find an assistant, so it is likely to be the Winter Soldier, and Zemo will definitely do something to prevent himself from repenting. What will Zemo do?

Colin was very worried, worried about the safety of the Winter Soldier, worried that Zemo would not keep the agreement, and worried that the Winter Soldier would blame himself or even hate himself because his friend was killed. Momentary ambivalence.

Zemo can't be led by the nose like this, he must disrupt his rhythm.Colin tilted his head slightly, and glanced at Captain America who was following him from the corner of his eye. The man's sideburns and hair were already soaked, and his breathing became slightly thicker. It was obvious that although the gun in the abdomen just now was not fatal, it greatly reduced his Captain America's physical strength, even though he has quadruple recovery power.

"Steve," Colin said suddenly during the rapid pursuit, "will you go all out to save the Winter Soldier?"

"Of course." The tone was persistent and firm, just like when he decided to rescue Bucky who was captured by the German army when everyone opposed him.

"At all costs?" Colin continued to ask, as if he wanted to confirm something.

"At all costs for me." Running quickly, his chest heaved violently, and every breath involved tearing abdominal gun wounds, but Captain America didn't care about these pains, he was very aware of his body's bottom line.

"Okay, I hope you can do it." The light tone is meaningful.

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More than 20 minutes later, Colin and the two quietly rushed to an abandoned factory building in the suburbs following the locator display.

The two men bowed their knees and lowered their bodies, and approached the building silently one after the other. The red dot on the locator had stayed in place for 5 minutes without moving.

The abandoned building was silent and dimly lit. Colin was in front and Captain America was behind. They quietly came to a hall where the red dot was located. The door sign marked a conference room.

Colin lowered his head, stretched out his hand and gently pushed the door open, and just as he raised his foot to take a step, he was greeted with a gust of bullets, and the sudden sound of submachine gun shooting suddenly interrupted the silence of the abandoned building.

"Damn/die!" Colin, who had basically zero defense ability, cursed and stepped back quickly. Captain America rushed up from behind with his shield on his back, and rushed into the hall facing the bullets.

Colin followed closely behind, and saw that Captain America, who was one step ahead, had already formed a group with the Winter Soldier holding a submachine gun in the hall. Colin was not in a hurry to join the battle group. He squinted his eyes and carefully inspected the surrounding circle. Flashing red dots on three monitors in the corner of the ceiling meant they were functioning normally.

Seeing the monitors covering the entire hall with almost no blind spots, Colin frowned unobtrusively, and immediately let go.

As expected, Zemo will definitely not let go of the opportunity to see the death of Captain America with his own eyes. This person who is full of hatred has gone crazy.

Ke Linfu turned his attention to the two people who were fighting fiercely over there. While blocking his friend's attack, Captain America called Bucky's name, trying to wake up his friend's consciousness, only to receive more violent fists and daggers.

The more Colin looked at the Winter Soldier, the more he felt that his waist was not quite right. The waist wearing the sports jacket was obviously a lot thicker. He hugged the Winter Soldier every day, and he knew every inch of the Winter Soldier's body. Certainly not wrong.

What the hell is Zemo doing?Colin frowned and squinted for a while before giving up, and stepped forward decisively, ready to check directly.

Under the pincers of Colin and Captain America, the Winter Soldier quickly showed signs of decline. Colin seized the opportunity to punch, and stabbed - the Winter Soldier's coat was cut by the sharp spikes of the gloves and wrapped around his waist tightly. The □□ exposed in front of the eyes.

Both Colin and Captain America were stunned, and instinctively stepped back.

On a palm-width belt, tubes of guns are densely arranged, hanging on the belt and wrapped around the waist. The power of each gun is equivalent to that of a gun. The size of the belt is enough to blow up a tank, let alone a person.

Seeing the dangerous situation of his beloved, Colin was furious, the muscles on his face were twitching violently, his gray-blue eyes were almost burning with anger, he clenched his fists, turned his head towards a camera and yelled, "Damn it!" Zemo, get out! You broke the promise!"

"No!" A deep male voice sounded through the loudspeaker, "You didn't keep the agreement."

"Then what's going on with these guns?" Colin glared angrily at the deadly guns on the Winter Soldier, and the Winter Soldier also reversed the violent attack just now, standing there motionless, Captain America, who felt that something was wrong, looked back and forth Glancing at the Winter Soldier and Colin, he slowly distanced himself from them and stood on the other side vigilantly.

The three of them stood a few meters away from each other.

"Just in case, I know I'm just an ordinary person, far from being your super soldier's opponent." Zemo explained slowly, even with a trace of guilt in his indifferent voice, "I'm sorry to involve the Winter Soldier, Will loved him, it's a pity he can't be seen anymore, I'm sorry, but you have to keep your word, rest assured, I'm not interested in the Winter Soldier's life."

Colin gritted his back molars. He seriously doubted what this lunatic said, but he had to compromise. He took a step back slowly and turned sideways to Captain America, his eyes full of hesitation and struggle.

Captain America, who had heard something from the two people's words, moved the shield slightly to include Colin as a defensive target. Unable to restrain his doubts, he asked, "What promise? Colin."

"Take your promise in exchange for the Winter Soldier." Colin's answer was simple and direct.