[Comprehensive] pragmatic theory of coquetry

"James Buchanan Barnes."

"The index is normal."

"Heart rate is normal."

"Lock his hands and feet."

I don't know whose voice said so.There are people all around, all busy around the Winter Soldier sitting in the center.

But the Winter Soldier seen by the eyes is not the top killer of Hydra today, but a beast that has been tortured by the transformation process to be extremely crazy.

November [-].Moscow.

The lights of the underground factory flickered dimly.

The pain of the bionic electronic arm connecting to the body was very bearable, they didn't treat the Winter Soldier as a human being, and when the equipment was pulled, he was covered in blood.The other intact hand and both feet were left with deep bloodstains.

However, he couldn't move or resist, and occasionally couldn't bear to wave his arms to ask to stop, so he was immediately shocked by electric shocks that flowed through his whole body, his eyes stared blankly at the void, and he only had the strength to gasp for breath, like a dying fish.

He was probably dying too—there was no movement, and the group of people compared his arm with instruments, and finally decided to cut another piece of flesh.

"Give him anesthesia."

The long needles pierced into the flesh.

With a frightening sharpness, the knife deeply cut through the paralyzed and unconscious shoulder muscles——

The screen shook violently, accompanied by running away and screaming.

With a howl, the blood-covered beast broke free from its shackles, pounced, and bit the neck of the flesh-gouging man, tearing off a piece of flesh...

The Winter Soldier opened his eyes suddenly.

The heartbeat was very fast, as if it had been pinched and released, it swelled and jumped out in pain.

Lily was not in his arms.Standing by the window is a shadow, who has changed back to yesterday's clothes, the barely dried clothes are a little wrinkled, and the curly blond hair hanging down is also messy.

With one hand raised, she opened a corner of the glass and looked out, silently watching for an unknown amount of time.

There was clearly some unconcealable gloom on that side of his face.The soft-spoken and coquettish manner last night was completely gone.

The Winter Soldier sat up.

He was always vigilant, and would open his eyes with the slightest movement, but today he unexpectedly didn't even know Lily was up.There is some faint pain in the temples on both sides.

Lily heard the noise, turned her head, and hurried to the bed, and climbed onto the bed: "You're awake."

He looked down at her.

Her eyes were a little swollen, and her complexion was not very good-looking. She looked at him for a few seconds, then lowered her head, and gently snuggled into his arms.

The big palm caressed her hair, and the thin lips pressed against her, and the movement of sniffing the kiss was very gentle.

Lily closed her eyes and let him kiss, then raised her head to accept his kiss. After a moment of intimacy, she suddenly heard him whisper: "Lily."

"Ok?"

"You have something to tell me."

Lily was startled when she heard the words, and slowly said: "No."

The Winter Soldier was silent.After a long silence, he said, "What did Tom Adrian do to you?"

Lily was silent for a while before answering this question, but the answer was irrelevant: "Pierce brought me into Hydra. He gave me a lot of money so that I can live the life I have now."

He listened quietly.

"That's why I met you. But you..." She opened her mouth, "If Hydra makes you miserable, will you leave?"

The Winter Soldier frowned even more, as if he had a premonition, he put his big hand on her shoulder: "Tell me."

"'Winter Soldier' ​​is just a code name to you." Lily smiled bitterly, raised her hand to his face, and slowly closed her eyes, "But you are James..."

"Sergeant James Barnes."

The Winter Soldier shuddered.

A short man wearing glasses smiled in front of his eyes and said, "You will become my most proud work."

A Katyusha, which falters from time to time, is played repeatedly on the phonograph, and the chanting of the low male voice is like a dream that cannot be woken up.

"Ибойцунадальнемпограничье

(Warrior to the far frontier)

ОтКатюшипередайпривет

(Conveying Katyusha's greetings)."

What was conveyed was a knife blade that sealed his throat with blood, the metal arm cut through the air, and the blood gushing from the chest of the predecessor splashed him all over.

There was neither sorrow nor joy in those dark green pupils, as cold as frost and snow.

"Long live the Hydra."

"Freeze the weapon."

"James!" A voice screamed in his ear.

The Winter Soldier suddenly opened his eyes wide, panting heavily, sweat dripping from his brow to the floor unstoppably.

His eyes were full of tremors and confusion, and he couldn't focus for a moment. He stared blankly at the front until he heard "James" again, and then he came back to his senses in a trance, and found that everything he could touch around him had been violently destroyed. Destroyed into a mess.

Lily was a few steps away from him, with a scratch on her hand, looking at him, her eyes were a little red.

"Sora." The Winter Soldier was in a mess in his mind, unconsciously spit out a name, and took two steps back.

He was born in [-] and died in [-].

"Sergeant James Barnes."

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Lily folded the thin quilt and put it back on the bed. Those broken things had also been packed in plastic bags and tied tightly by the door.

All traces of the two staying overnight were wiped away.

She got up and took the hand of the Winter Soldier who was waiting by the window.

He has calmed down now, but he hasn't opened his mouth for a long time, and he is in a daze from time to time, as if he wants to digest all the memories flooding into his brain.

But not much.

"Can you remember the past?" Lily asked softly.

The Winter Soldier shook his head.

"Hydra." She pursed her lips, "Are you going to..."

He paused as he spoke, "If they find out that you know the truth, they will wash your brain and freeze you back." Then they clenched their hands tightly, "Actually, it's not that I'm not used to living a life of running around."

Before he finished speaking, the Winter Soldier suddenly became murderous.

It wasn't aimed at her—the sharp and cold edge returned to the dark green eyes, and he shielded her behind with his backhand. With a twist of his wrist, he threw the dagger flying in his palm, and immediately "clicked" through the door.

There was silence outside the door.

Before Lili could react from the sudden attack, she immediately fell silent, looking vigilantly at the door panel with an unknown threat hidden behind it, almost thinking that Hydra sent someone to look for it.

After a while, there was a light knock on the door.

As soon as the Winter Soldier moved his hand, he already held another jackknife in his big palm, and walked silently to the back of the door.

The person who knocked on the door waited for a long time for no answer, perhaps finally gave up, and stopped speaking.

But then the originally locked door seemed to be blocked by an invisible hand, but with a sound, it was opened from the outside.

The uninvited guest is about to enter the door, without a weapon in his hand, his eyes are bent, and before he can speak, he is pressed against his neck by the cold blade.

Tom held up his hands.

"I didn't mean to fight." He swept his eyes into the room, saw Lily with a tense face, quickly looked away, and said to the Winter Soldier who closed the door and stood behind him, "But I want to You make a deal."

He couldn't be killed by bombing, yet he still found here.

As soon as the Winter Soldier exerted force on his hand, Tom's neck was still bleeding on the spot.

Fortunately, it only cut through a thin layer of skin. If the blade was pressed a little deeper, he might not even have a chance to speak.

Looking at the reactions of the two people in the room, Tom knew that Lily had told the Winter Soldier what he had seen yesterday. He felt a little confident in his heart, but his face was still calm: "I'm sorry to interrupt your conversation. But it's important, and I have to Find an opportunity to discuss with you."

While speaking, Lily had already walked over, and said coldly: "You are really pestering me endlessly."

Tom was not angry either: "I said yesterday that if there hadn't been a mistake with Sandy, I wouldn't have tied you up in such a hurry, but whether I have any malice or not, it is not enough to see from the truth I have provided you Is it? To get those memories, I really spent a lot of effort."

"Since you've worked so hard, you won't make a loss-making business." Lily said, "You want to be detrimental to Hydra."

"I want to be bad for Hydra." Tom admitted generously, "I wanted to get rid of Hydra. After knowing the truth, I'm afraid you think too. Even if you don't want to now, it's hard to stay there. "

She didn't speak.

"I have no intention of meddling in your affairs, but now that I am not in Hydra, I really need help." He expressed his intentions bluntly, "If you want to leave Hydra, I can help. In exchange, I need soldiers .”

The original target was the Winter Soldier.

Lily subconsciously refused: "Don't think about it!"

Tom tried to turn his eyes back, it was a bit difficult to see the Winter Soldier's face while maintaining the posture of surrender, so he gave up: "The Soul Gem is in the hands of that man, Hydra doesn't even know who he is, let alone Take back the gemstones. Pierce has started to change. Dealing with you naturally requires delivery of some difficult things... But if the soldiers do it, it may not be necessary to take a big risk. After the matter is completed, I can help you leave. Will not reveal your tracks to others."

The deal was proposed, and the small room was silent for a while.

Tom was not in a hurry, and waited patiently for their reply.

a long time.

The Winter Soldier released the blade a little bit, but he finally spoke, as cold as ice: "Who is the owner of the Batarang?"

"I can't tell," said Tom.

"The thing you said." Lily continued, "What is it?"

"You probably don't know very well, but the soldiers do know." Tom smiled slightly again, turned his neck tentatively, and without being threatened by the blade, he lowered his raised hands and whispered a phrase, " Insight plan."

The author has something to say: I really can't bear the abuse...so I'm going to make them betray me and run away.I am very weak in writing plots, so just read it casually QAQ

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