[Comprehensive British and American] The life of the villain and the body of the hero

"Winter Soldier." Ouroboros felt a tightness in his chest after he finished speaking, the huge impact made him fly against the fire pole, and blood spilled from his mouth and nose.But it doesn't matter, his body will reorganize and repair the wound every time it is life and death. This is an instinctive survival process that he cannot control, but it has actually saved him several times.

The Winter Soldier's eyes looked at him, cold and cruel, as if he was just another target to kill.

"Winter Soldier..." Ouroboros staggered to his feet, reaching out to grab Winter Soldier's arm again.Of course, he was knocked down by the latter again, firmly pressed to the ground, and the metallic mechanical arm mercilessly smashed on the back of Ouroboros again and again.

Thank goodness he was wearing a Kryptonian protective suit, otherwise the Winter Soldier beat him with his metal arm, and he would have died a long time ago!Even so, he still felt one or two broken ribs, and the bloody smell in his throat was strong and sweet.

However, he didn't stop calling the Winter Soldier's name, as if that name was the only straw he could hold on to.He repeated it over and over, from a clear cry to a murmur that gradually mixed with blood, like it was the only thing he could say.Ouroboros felt his head hurt, and his whole body was under severe pressure, as if it was about to burst.

"Winter Soldier, Winter Soldier, Winter Soldier..." he still murmured.

The fist of the brainwashed man stopped halfway, and the brown eyes were filled with vacillating pain and doubt. He squeezed the other hand tightly, as if he wanted to make up his mind but couldn't do it again.Familiar and unfamiliar faces, those jewel-like green eyes, smiling appearance, and the hazy scent of cookies in memory.

"I don't want to forget you, I don't want to forget your name, I don't want to..." The Winter Soldier could vaguely remember this intermittent painful longing, it was his own voice, so desperate and sad.

But who is this?what is his name?Why can't I say that name even though it's on my lips?

"...No." The Winter Soldier said bitterly.

"Winter Soldier." Ouroboros turned over from the lying position, he stretched out his blood-stained hand to caress the Winter Soldier's face, his expression was firm and fearless, he could even ask with a smile: "Winter Soldier Bing, why are you called Winter Bing and not Spring Bing and Xia Bing?"

"Honey, will you marry me?" Ouroboros continued, blood pouring out continuously: "I gave you the Cosmic Rubik's Cube? It's worth more than that bag of jewels."

"If one day I am doomed to die, I just hope to know your name and hear you call my name before then." Ouroboros moved his body, stepped forward to hug the stiff Winter Soldier, and whispered in his ear. Bian said: "Winter Soldier, it doesn't matter if you forget. Anyway, this is not the first time you have forgotten me."

"It's okay, we can get to know each other again, and now I can tell you my name. My name is James Layton, and I'm also called Ouroboros, and the Fat Chirp calls me Snake, and my family calls me Jim." Ouroboros' blood flowed on the Winter Soldier's shoulder, tender and moist, but it made him feel trembling and flustered.

"...Ouroboros...snake." The Winter Soldier responded softly, and then a kind of impulse that didn't go through the brain broke his mouth directly, as if he had shouted countless times: "James."

By the way, it's the name, he called it.But where and when did he call out?Why does he feel that he has called this name many times before, so many that he can remember it just by giving a little hint?

"James," the Winter Soldier yelled again, and then he hugged the man tightly, refusing to let go.

However, in this case, there are always people who can't see such a beautiful atmosphere.And considering that this is the battlefield where the aliens in New York are fighting S.H.I.E.L.D., it is unlikely that the people who come are on their side.

Sure enough, Ouroboros just glanced at it and recognized it as the standard equipment of the Hydra Operations Team.

The Winter Soldier trembled slightly when this group of people appeared. Obviously he had been brainwashed to obey the instructions of the new action captain, but he instinctively didn't want to let go of Ouroboros, and he was more worried that the person in his arms would be hurt.

"Don't be safe, Ouroboros, ah no, it should be said that you have admired your name for a long time." The newly appointed operation captain said so. He didn't seem surprised that Ouroboros appeared here, or this is the nine-headed snake. Snake trap.

"We got information that you and the Winter Soldier are lovers, and that you joined the Avengers because of him. So, we thought we might as well let you meet and bring you back by the way."

"What Wishbone said?" Ouroboros sneered, and said disdainfully, "I knew he was unreliable."

"Long live Hydra! It is the wisest and most loyal act for him to do this, and you are a traitor." The operation captain was not anxious about the current situation at all, he had been monitoring Ouroboros on the battlefield for some time.Now Ouroboros is exhausted, exhausted, and severely injured by the Winter Soldier... How could he deal with the entire Hydra operation team?

What's more, there is the Winter Soldier, the Winter Soldier will listen to them, as long as the correct order is given, he has to listen to it.As for the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D., are you serious?They are dealing with the Chitauri army, and they can't even take care of it. What else is there for air traffic control?

Hydra soldiers surrounded the two men, their weapons aimed at Ouroboros' head.

"No." The Winter Soldier grabbed the Ouroboros and refused to let go, but he couldn't resist the order in his mind to attack the Hydra soldiers.

"Don't worry." Ouroboros comforted in a low voice, his gaze scanned the surrounding area, and then he pursed his lips.When he raised his head again, the corners of his mouth curled up, smiling very... er, very "Ouroboros".

The cold gun fired from behind hit two or three soldiers in an instant, and the rest turned around sharply to be on guard.Ouroboros seized this opening, stood up abruptly and broke the necks of several other soldiers, and took out a few sharp darts from his belt and threw them at the necks of the remaining Hydra soldiers. His movements were crisp and neat. , without the slightest intention of saving people's lives.

The allies who assisted them seemed to love taking cold shots, and his marksmanship was excellent, killing a soldier with almost every shot.Under the front and back attack of the two, it does not take too long to eliminate a tactical team.

Seeing that the situation was not right, the action captain wanted to retreat, but just as he took a step, the metal arm pinched his neck and lifted him up.The last thing he saw was the glare of the Winter Soldier's visor against the sun, and his grim, hateful expression.

"Winter Soldier?" Ouroboros wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked back in surprise.

The Winter Soldier dropped the limp corpse and turned his head with a cold face.Although the mask blocked most of his expression, Ouroboros swears by his own experience, the Winter Soldier feels very wronged now.

"I'm fine, is your head okay? Is there anything wrong?" Ouroboros hugged him smoothly, and gently massaged the back of Winter Soldier's head, asking very gently.

"It hurts." Still complaining full of grievances.

"I'll take you to a safe place, I promise they'll help you..." Ouroboros groped for his pair of glasses, made by Krypton, which were made by Krypton so they hadn't broken, and was about to call for help from Clark, asking him to take the Winter Soldier Go to Fort Solitude to check the head.

"I said you two are finished?! I don't know if Hydra will send support troops?" Wishbone came out from behind the shelter, holding a pistol in his hand and a machine gun on his back, with a face of " He couldn't bear to look straight at the expression, so he rolled his eyes impatiently, and continued to complain: "Can't you pay attention to the occasion?"

"You still have the face to say this? I just planned to cooperate with you, and you sold me in the blink of an eye?"

"The Winter Soldier is none of my business here. He was originally sent here to wait for an opportunity to snatch the Rubik's Cube. But the organization didn't intend to let him show up on the battlefield of the Avengers. You have to thank me, if I didn't take you Regarding the relationship with the Winter Soldier, and telling the organization about your affairs, why would they send the Winter Soldier out just because they planned to catch you in disorder?" Wishbone snorted disdainfully.

"You almost killed me!"

"It's you who are so stupid, you know you won't fight back when you shout with the Winter Soldier in your arms! You can wake him up if you shout twice... Anyway, it has nothing to do with you calling him, it's because he was not completely brainwashed. !” Wishbone became irritable.

"You didn't discuss it with me at all, and you came up with such a bad idea." Ouroboros said expressionlessly.

"Isn't it useless? Well, isn't the Winter Soldier standing in front of you now?"

Ouroboros swears to God, if it wasn't for the inappropriate situation and his whole body falling apart, he would hold down the wishbone and beat him until he didn't even recognize his pet dog!

However, both wishbone and Ouroboros knew that this place could not stay for long, and they quickly retreated with the Winter Soldier to an evacuated building without surveillance cameras.Ouroboros took out a pack of milk candies that Coulson had given to him before from his pocket, unpacked it calmly and delivered it to the Winter Soldier, and then stuffed him with a pack of popping candies under Wishbone's angry eyes.

"The Winter Soldier has to go back to Hydra, you can't take him away." Wishbone said, holding the throbbing sugar grain.

"I'm crazy to send him back to Hydra." Ouroboros snorted and opened its mouth to eat the white ball that the Winter Soldier had just unpacked and eagerly delivered to his mouth.

"And then wait to be caught by Hydra. Are you going to live forever in the organization's hunt for the rest of your life? It wasn't you who said you wanted to completely wipe out Hydra? How much risk did I take to help you? Tell me now , you plan to just kiss me with the Winter Soldier and I will hide forever?" Wishbone said and poured half a bag of sugar into his mouth.

The rich milk scent spread in his mouth, mixed with the bloody smell in his mouth, which put Ouroboros in a weird state of mind. He was silent for a while and said, "I won't risk the Winter Soldier, let alone him His brain is still unstable, and if he is brainwashed again by Hydra, he may be tricked out of our secrets."

"There is such a possibility, but we can blame others for the death of the team. Anyway, this is a battlefield now, and it is very chaotic. The Winter Soldier lurking in Hydra can also be our undercover agent. There is a [-]% chance that the organization will not Brainwash him again. This is our only chance to fight back. Believe me, if it weren’t for the fact that the higher-ups don’t recruit me now, I would be willing to be an undercover agent.”

Ouroboros sneered: "It's as if you didn't hide any important information."

Wishbone stopped talking, and the only sound in the huge house was the sound of the Winter Soldier gnawing on candy with his eyes open.After a long time, Wishbone said briefly: "I have to save myself some time."

"Even if Hydra no longer brainwashes the Winter Soldier, how do you ensure that the original brainwashing won't work again?"

"I can't... This is a risky thing. Why don't you listen to the Winter Soldier himself?"

Ouroboros stared at Wishbone, and the latter stared back unwillingly. Finally, the two turned their heads to look at the Winter Soldier who had already taken off his mask and was happily chewing milk candy.

"I can handle it." The Winter Soldier nodded and said briefly, "I know what Jim means, and I can handle it."

Ouroboros twitched the corners of its mouth and said with a helpless smile, "What can you be sure of?"

The Winter Soldier's expression was very calm, he looked serious and calm: "I know what you're thinking, Jim. You think I can do nothing but kill people, and I don't understand anything."

Ouroboros choked, unable to say anything to refute him.

"I can't remember a lot of things, but it doesn't mean I don't understand anything. You think I don't have my own ideas, and I only obey the orders of the organization. No, I have my own ideas." The Winter Soldier thought about it again and expressed, Added: "I will protect you."

If protecting you requires me to venture back, yes, I know what I'm going to do.

The Winter Soldier is not stupid, he knows what Hydra has done to him.It's not that he has no feelings and thoughts, but because his memory is too chaotic and fragmented, he can't think logically.Coupled with the fact that he has been in a state of brainwashing and killing for a long time, he can't resist Hydra in action, but he is actually very resistant in his heart.

He really doesn't know where his future is and what he should do.But the Winter Soldier knew he needed to protect the man in front of him, and if Jim needed to take down Hydra and risk going back undercover himself, he'd do it for him.

Wishbone looked at Ouroboros with interest, the latter gritted his teeth, as fierce as a little poisonous snake and seemed to "hiss" at him.But in the end, it was Ouroboros who gave in. He could fight the wishbone, but he couldn't hold back the Winter Soldier.

"If something happens to him, I'll kill you," Ouroboros threatened, and Wishbone rolled his eyes again.

The Winter Soldier must go back as soon as possible, or Hydra will definitely notice something is wrong.Suppressing the emotion of wanting to take the Winter Soldier away, Ouroboros watched the man disappear into the messy streets of New York, out of sight.

"This is the third time I've watched him leave... let him go back to that damn hell." Ouroboros said coldly, his expression looked gloomy and terrifying as if he had just returned from the ground: "No There will be another time."

"Absolutely not... there will be a next time!" He repeated.