How the Good and the Villain Saved Each Other

The Winter Soldier was very happy today. This is the third day since he thawed, which means that his digestive system has fully recovered. Apart from the unpalatable liquid food, he can finally eat delicious food.Before the mission, he ate spaghetti with meatballs, French sausage, Russian salad, drank milk, hot cocoa, and swallowed two small cupcakes, and then stood on the roof looking at the organization with a blank expression. Those idiots were played around by the mission target to digest, and when the other party was about to escape completely, they officially appeared and blew up his car, removed the door with their bare hands, and then——

Damn, let people run away.

But it doesn't matter, the Winter Soldier never misses, it is only a matter of time before the guy dies, and the three bullets passing through the body fully prove this fact, but unfortunately something went wrong at the end and ruined the Winter Soldier's entire day good mood.

He met a blond man.

The Winter Soldier hates blond hair, especially because he gets a headache when he sees them, and if he had a choice he wouldn't pick up a target with sunny hair, and whenever he aimed at those beautiful heads through the scope, he imagined himself After pulling the trigger, the golden hair will be stained red with blood, and the whole person will start to feel wrong.His head would hurt like it had been gouged by a chisel, his hands would shake so hard he couldn't even hold the gun, and he would even break out in a cold sweat for no reason. The repairmen couldn't figure it out either, so they just walked around and babbled on him with useless nonsense, making him even more irritable.

But he can't decide the target of the mission, he is just a weapon, and the weapon has no right to choose, so the only thing he can do is to give up the headshot technique and aim at their hearts instead, which undoubtedly increases the difficulty of the mission, and he has to do it afterwards Felito added a few more shots to make sure the target couldn't die any more.

And now, the blond man was standing in front of him, and the damn light was shining right on his hair, making him look glowing, and making the Winter Soldier's head start to ache sharper than ever before. They were all more intense, and there were also bursts of "rumbling, rumbling" strange sounds similar to the sound of a train running.

It's really annoying, what should I do if I really want to kill someone?He held the shield thrown by the other party and muttered to himself, he doesn't like killing people who are not the target of the mission, of course, it's another matter if they come to get in the way, and this blond man with big breasts is not only here to get in the way, but also It gave him a terrible headache.

But the crux of the problem is that he doesn't seem to want to kill him very much.

"Soldier, the mission is over, evacuate immediately." The command came from the communicator at the right time. The Winter Soldier flattened his mouth, threw his shield back to the opponent on a whim, then turned around and jumped directly downstairs. He grabbed the window sill and the external railing twice with his metal arms to cushion him, and landed smoothly next to the black jeep that came to meet him.

The car door was opened, and a black-haired man poked his head out.

"Get in," he said, reaching for the Winter Soldier's human arm, which took a nimble step back.

"The mission target has not yet been determined to die." He said stubbornly, his thoughts were still stuck on the blond man, uncontrollably wanting to stay for a while, so that maybe the man would catch up again.

"Commander ordered, your mission has been completed, don't care whether the target is alive or dead," the black-haired man said quickly, and looked up at the roof vigilantly, "Get in the car, we must leave immediately!"

The Winter Soldier pursed his lips in displeasure, but got into the car obediently. He didn't listen to everyone, but this guy was his milkman, code-named "Crossbones" or something, and he often provided him with food. He was the best Just don't offend him too much.

In the car, he was asked to give a mission report. After listening to the video at the end of the video in his striped pajamas, the commander simply said "very good" and hurried off the assembly line. Many clips flashed before his eyes, but he couldn’t catch them. He tried to recall the whole process of the fight again—the shield seemed familiar, and it was easy to use, whether it was receiving or It was effortless to shake, and that blond man, that blond man...

Damn, my head hurts even more!

Back at the base, he took off all his clothes and lay on the repair table for daily maintenance as usual. Those annoying repairmen began to ask questions again. As usual, he was not going to answer them. He had already explained it in detail when he made the mission report just now. Yes, how many times do you want him to babble?

Fortunately, the mission was simple enough, and the mechanical arm was not damaged. The Winter Soldier was able to get off the repair table in no time. He didn't like being around these people, didn't like being stared at, and he didn't belong to them. One member, he would rather sit on the window sill alone and watch the pedestrians and dense vehicles on the road. If he was locked in the underground safe house like now, he would just stare at the wall in a daze until the next mission started.

The ID card on the door beeped, and then the milkman crossbones walked in, and the little flame of anger in the Winter Soldier's heart also started to "chick, blah, blah" and he was still thinking about the blond man, that guy It was just being stuck there stubbornly and refusing to move, which made his temples throb and hurt, and the approach of outsiders made his fists itch even more.

"Would you like something to drink?" Crossbones asked, tactfully offering a mug of hot cocoa and an outfit before the Winter Soldier lost his temper.

The Winter Soldier took the hot cocoa, took a sip cautiously, smacked his lips, and drank half a cup. As for the clothes, he didn't even look at them.

"Although you're very talented, you'd better put them on," Crossbones said patiently, rolling his eyes fascinatedly at the Winter Soldier's chest muscles, abdominal muscles and strong thighs. "This is underground, and the temperature doesn't count." high."

The Winter Soldier continued to drink his hot cocoa, as if he hadn't heard it at all.

"If you put on your clothes obediently, I'll bring you another glass of milk, the one with cocoa powder sprinkled with love." The man tempted, and the Winter Soldier finally turned his head, and his big green eyes quickly glanced at it. The other party grabbed the soft cotton clothes and put them on neatly.

Crossbones smiled and raised his hand to touch the Winter Soldier's brown hair, and stood up under the death stare.

"I'm going to make milk for you." He said, turned and left the storage room.

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After drinking the milk, the Winter Soldier's mood turned cloudy. He turned his face and ruthlessly drove the milkman out, and took a nap against the wall.It is very safe here, the only entrance and exit is that door, the door lock is specially made and encrypted, and only a few people have access authority, which relaxes the Winter Soldier's tense nerves.

He woke up and continued to stare at the wall. After finding a black reptile, his gaze followed the little guy from the corner to the ceiling, and then the door was opened, and it was still his milkman.

"I guess you missed breakfast," Crossbones said, carrying a plate of spaghetti with meatballs, French sausage, Russian salad, milk, hot cocoa, and two small cupcakes.

The Winter Soldier stared at the food blankly. He remembered that he ate these for morning and lunch yesterday. Why couldn't he change the menu?

"You like them, don't you?" said the dark-haired man, with a smile in his voice, "I see you ate them for two meals in a row, and they were clean."

The Winter Soldier didn't speak, and directly picked up the plate of pasta. No matter what, this is better than those nutrients injected directly into the blood vessels. At least the meatballs and sausages are very fragrant, the mixed vegetables are very sweet, and the milk and hot Cocoa paired with cupcakes is a delight.

"They treat you like a weapon, but they want you to go out to eat on time, which is really contradictory." Crossbones stared at the wolf-worshipping Winter Soldier, with a kind of "love and pity" in his eyes Something, "You're so powerful, yet so fragile, it's unbelievably beautiful."

Why don't you write novels if you are so literary?In his head, a voice joked, but the Winter Soldier didn't care about it. He was busy fighting the French sausage on the plate, dismembering it into three pieces with a knife, and chewing them vigorously one by one.

It took him less than a minute to clean up all the food, then wiped his mouth and looked at the crossbones.

"You've been beaten," he said firmly, moving his eyes over the blue eye circles and cheekbones of the other party.

"That's right, it looks pretty miserable, huh?" Crossbones scratched his head, "But that guy is just like you, and we beat him up and beat him with teeth all over the place. In the end, the commander couldn't Don’t use extraordinary means, if this still doesn’t work, probably I can only hand him over to you.”

The Winter Soldier narrowed his eyes, his back was burning with fighting spirit, and at this moment the door was knocked twice.

"Captain, it's time for us to go." A voice came from outside the door.

"Okay, here we go." Crossbones stood up and took the dinner plate.

"If all goes well, I'll be back in the evening," he said, leaning down, his black eyes looking into the Winter Soldier's green eyes, "but if I don't, remember to eat dinner by yourself, okay?"

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Rumlow's mission didn't go well. In the deserted Caspian Camp, Captain America and Black Widow escaped for the second time. Hydra had to fight all night and issue arrest warrants everywhere, trying to locate these two potential threats so that they could launch a cleanup again. Pierce Even risking sending the Winter Soldier to join the third action against Captain America.

The Winter Soldier is the enemy of Captain America, but James Barnes is a close friend of Steve Rogers, although that was more than 60 years ago, although the former James Barnes no longer exists, only the A walking shadow, but Rumlow can still see the soul hidden under the body used as a weapon from those green eyes. He emerges from time to time, just like the legendary unknown deep-sea creature, After floating to the surface and taking a quick breath, they will dive into the deep water again.

He was fascinated by such a ghost, just like a sailor who was fascinated by the siren song, knowing the danger but couldn't help but move forward, or maybe it had nothing to do with the soul at all, but pure lust, after all he The first time I saw the body of the Winter Soldier Chiguo, I felt that the cross was about to move.

He will always remember his appearance when he just thawed out. His long eyelashes were hung with glittering and translucent ice flowers, and his brown hair bloomed like petals, shyly and shyly wrapping around that beautiful and pale head; Moist and glowing, it is more alluring than a woman's double peaks, while the muscular chest muscles and cold metal arms remind all those who harbor evil intentions what a terrifying murder weapon it is; the private parts are clean, without any The hair, whether it was born like this or man-made, made the masculine stalwart particularly eye-catching. It was quietly staying in the middle of the strong thigh, sleeping with its owner, waiting to be fully awakened.

Then, he really woke up, his eyes suddenly opened, revealing a touch of fresh green but out of focus, his bright red lips parted slightly, his pale face was full of fragility, confusion, innocence and bewilderment, just like a newborn baby.

At that moment, Rumlow felt that something took root and sprouted in his heart.

He figured he'd never be the first to lust for the Winter Soldier, and he wouldn't be the last, but so what?The Winter Soldier is one of the most valuable assets of the organization. Even a direct manager like Alexander Pierce cannot use it for personal use. After the successful implementation of the "Insight Project", he will probably be frozen again and lie quietly. Be a Sleeping Beauty in the freezer until the next "Prince" arrives.

So he is jealous of Rogers, that man is the only one in this world who has ever seen that ghost.No, maybe more than that, he might even own him completely, from the inside out, from the soul to the body, has he touched the soft skin, kissed the rosy lips, has he turned the beige The areolas were contained in the mouth, and while feeling them swell little by little during the sucking, they slammed into the body that was suppressing Shen Yin...

Rumlow turned his head to look at the scenery and crowds flashing by outside the car window, leaving behind untimely desires and fantasies, regardless of personal grievances, in order to establish a new order, Captain America must die.Born as an Italian immigrant, the young Rumlo had a difficult life in the United States. It was portrayed as a paradise of freedom, but it was also full of chaos and disorder.In the dark alley, morality is hard to tolerate, and no one will pity the weak. If your fist is not hard enough, and your heart is not hard enough, you will only be beaten. Every day, people fall in the corner and die violently.

Freedom, democracy, and the American way are all the spiritual food of the upper class. The surviving bottom people would rather give up all their freedom, just to obtain the protection of order, and his current career is to create a brand new order.

This is his ultimate ideal.

The car drove more and more remote. After passing through a section of potholed waterlogged road, it turned into a dark alley.

"Stop—" he ordered and got out of the car first, and ordered his men to dig three corpse pits. Even a legendary hero like Captain America could only lie dirty in the pit of less than two square meters in the end. Rotten, most people who dared to confront the hydra had this fate, but when he opened the door of the escort car, the prey that had already fallen into their hands had already escaped without a trace, leaving only the empty carriage in front of him Laughing at him for messing up the mission again.

Captain America defeats Crossbones for the third time.

Well, this is actually a personal grudge.