[Comprehensive] Road to Trench

"Where do we go next?"

After breakfast, when she came out of the hotel, the little girl who was still wrapped in a thick coat raised her face and asked the man who was holding her.

As the night passed, the coldness of the man known as the Winter Soldier seemed to have dissipated a lot, and he looked more like a person than an emotionless killer.

That name brought back many memories in him.

Good and bad, all of them are arranged in a row in his head in an orderly manner.

Hearing her voice, the Winter Soldier came back to his senses and said, "I'll buy you clothes."

He didn't understand why the child was wearing such a princess dress that was obviously not warm, unless the place where the child was originally located was in the warm season.

"Also, remember to call him uncle in the future."

She nodded seriously: "Okay, Uncle Bucky!"

The Winter Soldier paused, did not deny the title, just patted the head of the child in his arms, and led her into a clothing store in the town.

When she came out, the little girl had already changed into clothes suitable for this season and the environment.

A white sweater, navy blue thick trousers, a red suede jacket with a hood decorated with two small white balls, black Martin boots on his feet, a red wool cap on his head, and a pair of scarves around his neck. With a long apricot-colored scarf, the appearance of covering her from head to toe will not make people feel cold when looking at her.

"Uncle Bucky, can I not wear gloves?" After just a while, she was quite used to this address.

And the person she called was the same: "Why? It's cold."

She flattened her mouth: "The gloves are so thick that I can't bend my hands, but I want to hold your hand."

She is not very proficient in Russian, after all, she just started learning it in the morning, but at least people can understand what she is saying.

Hearing this, the man who was thinking about where to go next looked down at the little boy who was no taller than his waist, and took that little hand.

The little girl with long silver curly hair immediately showed a bright smile. Her eyes, which were as beautiful as Sri Lankan cornflower sapphires, were filled with the blue sky and white clouds above her head, so clear that he could see himself clearly in those eyes.

"Can't remember your own name?" he asked, and if that was the case, he would have to give her a name.

Just as the little girl was about to answer, she suddenly seemed to think of something and hesitated.

The most perceptive person noticed this: "What's wrong?"

"I," she paused, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I had a dream last night...I think it's part of my memory."

Even so, her face was full of tangled expressions, as if she had encountered something incomprehensible.

The Winter Soldier frowned slightly, because of her attitude that seemed to be hiding something: "What did you dream about?"

Her eyes were a little empty: "I dreamed...someone named me..."

In the dark underground.

"What's your name?"

In the dark underground, there is no light.

The golden and brilliant sunshine in my memory does not exist in this underground world.

until that day.

Turning around, she picked up a... person?

There are no pointed ears, no blood-red patterns, no animal ears, sharp horns, claws and tails...

It's normal, in line with what she knows, human beings.

For too long, I haven't seen such a normal human being.

She saved the seriously injured human.

This human male has blond hair that shines like sun fragments, and eyes as blue as the sea. Even though she couldn't see what he looked like in the dream, when this human laughed, it always reminded her of the one described in the book. Apollo, the god of the sun with a glorious appearance.

After he wakes up, he asks her name.

In the dream, she was at a loss.

Name, there should be, but she forgot.

She forgot what her name was.

"Then let me give you a name!" The blond young man's eyes were full of bright light, "It's useless to refuse, although it's just you and me here, I still want to call you by your name, so that you can You will know that I am calling you! Well, you know what, when I just woke up and saw you, I thought you were some kind of death messenger! Haha!"

He laughed so hard that he almost touched the wound in his abdomen, so scared that she hurriedly stopped him from laughing.

After some difficulty, he calmed down and stared at her quietly with blue eyes, his voice was low and soft: "But I soon found out that I was wrong, you are not the god of death, you are my guardian...Alexander How is it, Della? In the common language of the world above, the name means 'guardian of men'."

His voice sounded like a sigh: "I don't think there is any more suitable name for you than this."

Alexandra? Nice name.

After a while, he suddenly said, "Alex."

Seeing that she didn't respond, the blond young man smiled and pulled her: "This is also your name, Alex is Alexandra's nickname. Do you understand, Alex, I want you to respond to me..."

Alexandra...Alex?

The Winter Soldier thought for a while, then nodded: "Not a bad name."

It's just that he felt a little regretful that he couldn't name her...

But he also felt that the name suited her very well.

Guardian of humanity.

The little girl smiled and rolled her eyes when she heard the words: "I think so too!"

As for the picture in her dream that her hands and feet had turned into dark blue and almost indigo-colored tentacles like an octopus... Alex felt that this was most likely because she had been thinking about the base before going to bed last night.

Who made that base full of signs of bombing giant squid...

So, if you dream about a big octopus or something, it’s not surprising that you become a big octopus, right?

Without hesitation, he blamed the horrific side of his dream on the Hydra base. Alex held the Winter Soldier's hand and asked as he walked, "Where are we going next?"

"Leave the Soviet Union." The Winter Soldier said without thinking.

Hydra's important bases are almost all in the Soviet Union. He couldn't sleep last night and thought about it all night, and finally reminded him of something.

After World War II, Germany surrendered, and the Hydra force that originally belonged to Germany defected from Germany when the whereabouts of the leader John Schmidt was unknown, and went to the Soviet Union for development.

The cold wind in Siberia is so bitter that many people are afraid of it.

Hydra is quietly licking its wounds in World War II on this ice and snow land, quietly developing its power, and everything has changed from the bright side to the dark side.

When no one noticed, the power of Hydra had spread to every corner of the dark part of the European continent.

The mainland of the Soviet Union is especially victorious.

The Winter Soldier knew that he had to leave the Soviet Union with Alex as soon as possible, otherwise, once Hydra reacted, what was waiting for them would be a net of heaven and earth.

Among the ruins, Hans in a black robe walked across the water like a ghost, passing silently.

He finally stopped by a ruin.

There was a faint heartbeat below.

Raising his eyebrows, Hans took out his wand, and with a light touch, the broken wall was moved away lightly, revealing the person who fell into a deep coma underneath.

His black robe had become tattered.

The Winter Soldier never imagined that the man who kidnapped Alex could survive such a large dose of explosion.

Hans snorted and bent down to pick up a piece of broken black robe.

It wasn't his illusion, it was indeed clothes with protective magic patterns attached.

Wizarding stuff.

The protective magic pattern that can withstand such a big explosion... I'm afraid it's not a big deal.

He tapped the black robe lightly with his wand, and immediately a very faint light spot lit up on the black robe, floated into the air, and condensed into a symbol.It just seems that the black robe itself was broken too much, causing many light spots to disappear, and this symbol looked very broken.

A different person would not have recognized the symbol, but Hans was no one else.

His eyes widened in shock, and his eyes suddenly fell on the man who was seriously injured and unconscious.

His feeling is right, this is indeed an ordinary Muggle without magical fluctuations, but why does this person have a "holy robe" from a saint?

——Hans would not admit it wrong, even though the symbol was broken in many places, he still recognized it at a glance, this is the symbol of the Deathly Hallows!

And in the whole continent of Europe, except for the saints, who would dare to leave such marks on their robes?

It is necessary to find out what is going on, why the saint's defensive robe appears in the hands of a Muggle!

Without doing anything else, Hans levitated the seriously injured and unconscious person, led him to Apparate, and left the ruins.