tech killer

Hydra No.13 base.

Mission report: At 38:[-] am on July [-]th, the Winter Soldier was recovered successfully.

Crossbones looked at Bucky who was placed in the transparent glass room, and raised his chin: "What's going on?"

This time the weapon recovery mission was unexpectedly smooth. It is not that he has never fought against the Winter Soldier in the past, but this time his strength is not as good as two-thirds of before.Although it took a lot of effort to bring him back in the end...how did he not know that the controller was so easy to use?

Without answering Crossbones, Blairs handed him the communicator: "Pierce."

As Crossbones leaves to answer the phone, he orders the Winter Soldier to be taken to the brainwashing machine.

The Winter Soldier, who had been silent since he was brought onto the helicopter, remained expressionless.He obediently followed the Hydra personnel, allowing himself to be checked over and over again.

"Report," the scan result has been released, and the technician brought the result report to Blairt. "It is initially suspected that there is something special about the place where the Winter Soldier stayed. The positioning device was already working normally when he was on the helicopter."

Blairs flipped through the reports, his eyes fixed on one item.

He tapped the contents of the report with his index finger: "All five locators disappeared?"

"Yes," the technician replied, "I don't know how it was discovered, except that the positioning in the brain is still there, and the positioning chip in the hindbrain cortex has also been taken out. According to the test, five of them were damaged at the same time. Now I suspect that the other party is wrong for us. I have some understanding, but the technology is not enough, and I haven’t even studied the robotic arm.”

Blairs threw the report to the entourage behind him, casually: "Maybe, don't we have a better way to know now?"

Standing in front of the expressionless Winter Soldier, he smiled ferociously: "Welcome back, soldier."

***

At this moment, Elsa seemed to have lost her vitality.

The blood and gunpowder smoke are still stimulating Elsa's sense of sight and smell.She looked blankly at the mess around her, and walked over to Old Kent, whose half body was blown up.

The orange cat was still meowing.Elsa touched its head with trembling hands, opened her mouth to Old Kent's body, and said sorry in a breathy voice.

She didn't know much about the people in this town, but this bustling block that was originally the center of the town no longer saw people standing.Elsa walked up to the little girl with a hoarse voice, knelt down and gently held her in her arms.

"Stop crying." She whispered in the little girl's ear in a hoarse voice, not sure if she was telling the little girl or telling herself, "Crying is useless, useless."

Her eyes swept from within reach, and finally stopped at the dessert house.

There seemed to be someone in the room.

Elsa was worried about leaving the little girl here alone, but the child who had just lost her mother was very stubborn.She snuggled up to her mother, refusing to pay attention to the strange Elsa.Elsa didn't care about girls either.She stroked the child's hair, got up and walked towards the half-collapsed dessert house.

There were people in the room.

The restlessness in her heart made Elsa very uncomfortable.She walked in cautiously, kicked away a few stones, and asked softly, "...Is anyone there?"

"……here……"

She heard a feeble echo.

The guest area on the right side of the dessert house was completely in ruins, and the weak voice came from the ruins.

Elsa struggled to move two large stone splatters splattered with blood, and saw the last person she wanted to see.

"No..." Elsa murmured, unable to believe it, "No...don't..."

She started digging the gravel like crazy, her arm fingertips and her lower leg were scarred, sweat and blood oozing dripped down, merging with the blood under the stone slab.

"Please... there are two more children here..." The man with the same dark gray hair as Elsa could barely open his eyes, calling for help had already used up his remaining strength, but his two pairs of arms Still protecting a pair of twin boys in her arms.

The floodgate of tears lost control at this moment, and Elsa couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and burst into tears.

It was her father, and the brothers she had never spoken to.

Among the twins, one head was covered with dark red blood and half of its head was smashed, and the brain tissue could be vaguely seen; the other's neck was bent at a strange angle, his face was already pale, and his body was stiff.Elsa's tears dripped on the face of the man whose body was mostly buried, and the man opened his eyes as if it was a flash of light.

The gravel dust mixed with blood dried up on his forehead, including half of one eye was covered with blood.The man struggled to open his other eye, but without focus, he seemed unable to see anything.

The man smiled at her.

"It's you..." His voice was so low that only Elsa could hear it clearly when she lowered her head, "Elsa."

Elsa covered her mouth to keep herself from making a sound.

"I'm sorry Elsa..." He seemed to be talking to himself, "You still want to pick me up, Daddy..."

He never got a chance to finish the sentence, and Elsa would never know what he wanted to say to her.She waited for so many years until her father apologized, and at the same time lost everything.

When she lost Sasha, she had Bucky, and now that she lost Bucky, she lost her family forever.

She thought she didn't care that much, but at this moment the pain was so painful that she couldn't even stand up straight.Her forehead rested on the ground of the ruins, half kneeling, screaming silently.

An invisible energy wave oscillated around her, and several guns hiding in the secret place that were counting down silently burst out a small series of sparks, stopping the countdown.

She lost consciousness.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and the town's hospital and the police got busy at the same time.

In the past, the law and order in the town had always been very good. There had been no fatal cases for several years, let alone scenes like terrorist attacks.

Hydras move very quickly.It didn't take long for them to cause chaos and quickly retreat, and it took only ten minutes to create a disaster. The ordinary residents nearby fled quickly, and the dust had already settled when the armed police arrived.The police in the town did not dare to act without authorization.They immediately reported to the higher-level anti-terrorist team, and while waiting for the support from the higher level, they launched a spontaneous rescue.

After counting the losses, it was found that seven people died on the spot, nine people were seriously injured, and 31 people were slightly injured; in addition, a large number of buildings and property losses were caused.According to eyewitnesses, another person who had lived in the town for a period of time was captured by the terrorists and was counted as missing for the time being.

The witness was a flower shop owner across the street. When he said this, Elsa was sitting not far away, holding a cup of hot cocoa and staring blankly at the sky.

She wasn't unconscious for long, waking up when the siren approached.

Those people were coming for Bucky, and she knew it all too well.

Elsa didn't know what she was supposed to do after all this happened.Everything she had planned and imagined could not be realized.She felt that she should go to Bucky to find out what was going on here, not to mention that he had promised her that he would always be with her.

Now he is two strokes away from drawing twenty patterns, how could he miss the appointment?

But now, no.

She was wearing the blanket given to her by the nurse, and followed the three stretchers.

The interpersonal relationship in a small town is also simple. Even if you don't know each other, you can build bridges through other people you know.But Elsa is different. Most people don't know her.

The rescuers and their partners in masks winked and stopped: "Are you okay?"

Elsa pursed her lips and stared stubbornly at the stretcher in front of her.

"...They are my family." Elsa whispered.

The rescuers looked at Elsa with the same hair color as Mr. Saren, and looked at each other again, allowing Elsa to follow them to the hospital.

The town has a small resident population, and the hospital has only three floors.The sudden disaster made the whole hospital busy.Elsa watched the three stretchers being carried into the morgue, and left the hospital voluntarily when the lights at the door of the morgue began to flicker.

The cocoa drink in her hand had long lost its temperature. Elsa leaned against the stop sign at the entrance of the hospital and drank the sweet and greasy liquid in the paper cup one gulp at a time.

She gradually calmed down.

She blanked her mind and didn't think about anything until someone came to talk to her.

"Emily Prentiss," the woman with a gentle smile held out her hand, "Hello."

Elsa responded blankly, and it took a few seconds to realize that she should also reach out her hand: "...Elsa. Elsa Saren."

Clasping lightly with both hands, Elsa withdrew her own unaccustomedly.Emily's expression didn't change. She looked at the embarrassed Elsa and lowered her voice: "Can you tell me... what happened?"

Elsa doesn't look good.Her original white lace vest was scratched, and the hem of the skirt was torn by herself.Because she was often in the forest, she still wore unmatched sneakers, the soles of which were dirty, and there were bloodstains on her arms and legs, including her delicate cheeks.She flinched and gathered the warm blanket that was brought to her, unwilling to take it off under the hot sun.

"I don't know." Her lips trembled, and even her voice trembled.

Emily seemed to want to say something, and poked a chocolate-colored head from outside the hospital gate: "Hey Emily, you have to come and take a look."