[Comprehensive Anglo-American] There is no dawn

Quiet.

The two men sat opposite each other in the corner of a small cafe a few hundred meters away from the embassy of a five-star country in the United States.One of them has brown hair and looks intently at the cup of coffee in front of him.

The captain leaned back in his chair, waiting for the other party to speak.

And Zemo took his time, and didn't shake the cup until he adjusted the coffee to his favorite taste.

"My son prefers this and coffee, a cup of coffee and four pieces of candy." Zemo took a sip of the coffee and frowned at the sweetness: "Recently my wife is pregnant, and she went to the hospital for an examination and said it was a girl. So my son is crazy Yes, I said that I will keep all the sweet things for my sister in the future."

It wasn't really what the captain wanted to hear, but he still listened carefully.Maybe it's Zemo sharing his family, or maybe it's what he's trying to say through it, and—

The captain was able to read a little bit about the situation of Gerun's family from these words.

From the sentence "keep all the sweet things for my sister".

His expression softened unconsciously, and he was very sincere when he nodded in agreement with Zemo's words.The little leader of the special forces in Sokovia glanced at him and continued.

"My son kinda likes Iron Man."

"I'm sure Tony would be delighted to know about it."

"Before that thing in Sokovia."

The captain was dumbfounded.

"Actually, you people are indeed the saviors of this world, but for Sokovia, especially the town we are in, your status is actually very complicated." Zemo interlaced his fingers: "My dad actually He also likes you quite a bit, veteran. But after that incident, he himself doesn't know what to think of you."

"I'm very sorry."

The captain said directly: "I think some of you have relatives and friends who were killed or injured in that incident."

"Several of my father's old comrades-in-arms died. They originally made an appointment to climb the mountain today to celebrate the New Year's Eve. Several of my son's classmates were also buried in the ruins with their families. One of them had a very good relationship with him. They made an appointment After that, go find Iron Man together and be his assistant."

Zemo couldn't stand the sweet taste, so he waved and ordered another cup of coffee.

"Do you think it's easy for me to say that? I'm easy, because it's not my family. If any of my father, my wife, or my son dies, it's probably your enemy by now .”

He said: "While I know it's not your fault, the villain is dead and the remaining sad living need someone to let them out. You're more suitable."

"So?" The captain almost understood what he wanted to say: "Do you have any advice?"

"No, I think some of you heard clearly in your heart, I said Green and Wanda - these two people have this kind of awareness To be honest I am surprised, although it is even more shocking that Green wants to help you .”

"Are you sure I'm talking about Sokovia now?"

"Yes, but Sokovia and 'Green' are absolutely inseparable, aren't they." The old god Zemo said: "Of course I'm also surprised, you seem to really regard Green as someone in the same trench Man. Please allow me to applaud this feat of leaping across ideologies and give your reasons?"

"It doesn't need any particular reason."

"And if I have to say it, it's probably that intrigue is harmless in small matters, but if it involves intrigue and trickery when it comes to human safety and well-being, it's completely meaningless."

Gerrun was wearing casual clothes, holding a plate in his hand, and put the coffee in front of Zemo.

"Good afternoon," Zemo watched as Gerrun sat across from him - next to the captain: "So, can I take this as the captain's attitude?"

Gerun leaned back, sinking into the soft cushion.

"You'd better ask him again."

"That's my attitude."

The captain said, looking sideways at Gerrun.

I haven't seen her for a few days, and she has no blood at all now.

"Did you not sleep well?"

"A little bit." Gerun rubbed his eyes and raised his hand: "A glass of espresso, thank you."

She closed her eyes and lowered her hand, which landed on the back of the captain's hand.

"Colonel Zemo, what's the matter?" She was very sleepy and couldn't get up at all: "It's a code and a code. If there is nothing important to say, I will be very upset."

The waitress brought over a small cup of coffee and winked at the bespectacled captain.

The captain lowered his head and glanced at Gerrun.

Gerun didn't even lift his eyelids.

"What are you doing in a daze, talk."

Gerun waited for a long time, but didn't hear anything. Thinking of being on duty tonight, he was very irritable: "If you don't say anything, I will leave."

Then her hand was quietly taken.

Gerun rolled his eyes inwardly, and opened them.

"Who chose the glasses," she said in a bad tone, "don't tell me it's Iron Man."

"It's Wanda."

"I just said, how could he have such good taste."

Gerun turned the corner of his words in an obedient manner, took a gulp of the coffee in front of him, and wrinkled his face from the bitterness.But after drinking a cup of concentrate, she was really refreshed, and in the blink of an eye, she was a new superhero.

At least another 8 hours.

"Okay, now that you've pulled yourself together, let's get down to business."

That's what Zemo said, but his tone was still quite casual, but he sat up straighter.

"In fact, I am here mainly for today's conversation. Although it is a pity that Iron Man is not here, his absence may not be a wrong choice."

He took out a small tablet and handed it to Gerrun.

"You decide for yourself whether you want to show him or not."

Gerun stuffed one earphone into the captain's ear, and then stuffed another earphone into his right ear, swiped twice and clicked on one of the videos written File1991.

"You're very accurate," Zemo said. "It's too sharp."

"Should I order something like 'little devil rides a dog in a circle', 'grandpa hangs him on a tree', 'hugging mommy's thigh for a toy'?"

Gerun couldn't help rolling his eyes, the captain Shun Mao patted her on the back, and the video started playing.

This is an edited video, but that doesn't matter.

What matters is a person and a car.

The person is Barnes in... no, the Winter Soldier.

In the car were Howard and Maria Stark.

Gerrun found that the hand holding his hand was clenched.

This is a very typical surgical assassination.

The process is simple, the target is determined, and one blow is fatal.

If it wasn't for the subject matter, Gerun would even want to applaud for this sloppy approach.

But it was them.

Best friend of Steve Rogers, who killed Tony Stark's parents.

Before the captain could react, Gerun grabbed the tablet and took off the earphones.

"According to the time calculation, he was still under control. At that time, he was unconscious and had no autonomy."

"I know." Zemo said, "I've read all the information."

"What do you want to explain?"

The captain came back to his senses at this time, and his tone lowered: "Or what do you want?"

"Captain, your words are really scary."

Zemo raised his shoulders lazily: "Compared to your girlfriend, your ability to adapt is much worse, which makes me a little disappointed. And Green, you seem relieved."

"Of course, I discovered a big bug before the establishment of an autonomous mechanism in advance, which makes me feel very lucky."

Grun said businesslike, "But you did throw me a big problem."

"I don't deny it, but what I can guarantee is that I am the only one in the whole world who knows about this." He nodded, "Yes, there is only one who has spent countless hours, energy and patience, and can't even accompany his wife to go to the prenatal check-up with his son. I'm playing."

This guy talks a lot of nonsense.

Gerun looked at the captain, and then at his grasped hand.

It's going to be broken.

She was in excruciating pain, but still didn't make a sound.

"why?"

"Why? Why should I give you something that can destroy the Avengers. I think you should be able to handle it."

He tilted his head: "The 'you' I'm talking about now refers to you alone, Green."

"Thank you for your trust."

Grun said with a stern face.

Zemo left the tablet and left coolly. He meant that it doesn't matter if he has a backup of his son's video, but the information on this tablet is the only one in the world.After he left, the captain flipped through the PDF documents page by page, and his face turned dark little by little, knowing that it was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"team leader?"

Gerun stretched out his hand and shook in front of him: "Are you okay?"

"...I'm fine."

"Do you want to look in the mirror? You can also look sideways at the glass."

The captain looked sideways, and found his unusually ugly face.

"……Feel sorry."

"?"

"your hands."

The back of Gerun's hand is now quite bruised, and it hurts no matter what he touches.But Gerun shook his hand indifferently, saying that it was nothing.

Just kidding, when Xiao Maozi accidentally touched her with the butt of a gun during training, it hurt more than this.

But the captain still blamed himself.

He took Gerrun's hand and looked at the bruises.

Gerun felt that the captain would feel less guilty than he did now when he saw the ruins of Sokovia.

"It's nothing, it doesn't hurt anymore... oh!"

She howled a little, and hit the captain's shoulder with her backhand: "If you say it doesn't hurt, you will press it to death?!"

The blond man smiled, and immediately fell into a sad expression.

"……nothing."

Geron knew what he was upset about.

"Iron Man...do you want to tell him?"

"I do not know."

The captain looked at the tablet that was buckled on the table, allowing Gerrun to see his depression and struggle for the first time.

"Bucky wasn't willing to do it back then, but..."

He said.

"But those were Howard and Maria, those were his parents."

He paused for a moment, remembering Iron Man's article in support of Sergeant Bucky Barnes.

Now it seems almost ironic to the bone.

he asks.

"what should I do."

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