The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

After a short rest party, Steve went into the clean-up work again.

"Don't you think Angus is being spoiled by you now?" Bucky grabbed the butt of the gun and knocked the opponent unconscious, and took a moment to say something to Steve that he had held back for a long time.

"Is there?"

"Of course!"

"I think it's pretty good." Steve grabbed the shield he flew back, thought about it, and then smiled.

"...Why should I tell you this..." Bucky was speechless and rushed away.

As soon as he stood on the top of the semi-exposed fixed-point fort on the underground base and was about to jump in, Bucky felt that he was kicked hard in the back, and fell headlong uncontrollably, directly knocking out the two people below.

"**—Who did it?" Getting up from the ground, Bucky grinned and straightened his helmet.

"Who are you calling squeamish?" A man wearing a black sweater with a semi-metallic luster faintly on the back of his hands and cheeks crouched at the opening at the top of the turret, with a half-smile.

"..." Bucky was at a loss for words for a moment and didn't know what words he wanted to find to express his feelings, "You——hmm, Angus?!"

"You're welcome." Angus raised his hand, turned over and squatted in another direction.

"Why did you come here?" Bucky punched the enemy who was just about to get up after being stunned by him, and hurriedly said, "Does Steve know?"

"I don't know." Angus straightened his legs, sat on the top, and looked at Steve who was fighting not far away.

"Stay there and don't move!" Bucky didn't have time to think, and quickly controlled the turrets to fall one by one, blasting towards the main body of the base behind.

"Hmm." Angus shook his feet, covered his ears, and still heard a series of loud bombardments.

so noisy...

Barton, who was nested in a tree and attacked from a distance, took out an arrow and hit it, then shook his hand: "cap——!"

"what?"

"Angus is on the battlefield! Sitting on the top of the battery!"

"What!?" Steve hurriedly looked for someone, and then saw Angus sitting there waving his hands as if nothing had happened.

Bucky climbed out from the turret control room, dragging Angus back quickly behind their defensive line.

"I'll give you cover!" Barton pressed his hand on the communicator and said.

"Thank you!" Steve thanked, and converged in Bucky's direction.

"Why did you come here?" Steve unbuttoned his hood, took it off, and threw it away.

"We're on vacation." Angus shrugged.

Steve blocked the flying bullets with his shield, and dragged Angus to a more secluded place: "Now is not a good time, shall we go back first?"

"No." Angus frowned.

"Don't be willful, Angus." Steve felt helpless.

"You said that if the other sirens were exposed, I wouldn't be safe." Angus put his hands behind his back, "Then why should I sit in the back and wait for you to solve it?"

Steve paused: "Angus, you are not familiar with human fighting methods."

"You lost to me last time."

"That's not the same as war," Steve emphasized.

"I won't get hurt." Angus raised his arm and showed him the fine scales on it. "Hank said that this improvement can last up to three hours."

"Cap, have you solved your problem?" Natasha shouted through the communicator.

Steve glanced back at the chaotic battle field, then at Angus in front of him, and suddenly picked up the shield and knocked it on his arm, but there was no sound.

"Sure enough..." Steve put on his hat, "No risk, no injury, the situation is wrong, go back immediately."

Angus snorted, "I don't want to run."

Steve... "Angus—"

"Okay."

"Stay next to me," Steve emphasized before rushing out. "Also, try not to use your voice, or we'll get affected too."

"I'm not that stupid."

"Okay." Steve waved his shield, "We really need to talk after this is over."

Hearing this, the excited Angus froze suddenly, and Steve patted his head: "Now, soldier, you can charge."

"Yes, mycap—" Angus briefly teleported to his side, approached his ear, and answered in a low voice.

Steve staggered and almost fell out. After standing still, Angus, who was like a fish in water, sighed helplessly.

He hoped that Angus would be more delicate.

"He's on the field! There he is!" cried Natasha. "Captain!"

"...Just, just cover him," Steve grabbed his shield, "Although he is not at ease, he is indeed a good stormtrooper."

Agile, surreptitious, scale armor as hard as his own shield, and sharp nails.

No cloned sirens were found in the base that was suppressed this time, and the base is not too big, and it is located in a relatively hot rainforest.The size is considered medium, and it didn't take too much effort to charge back and forth.

Bucky put down the gun in his hand, sat down on the ground, and wiped off his sweat: "I wasn't scared during the war, but you really scared me today."

Angus squatted on the side and grabbed Steve to drink water from his military jug. Hearing this, he loosened the spout that he didn't want to let go, and said, "That's your coquettishness."

Bucky...how on earth can he hear everything he says despite being so far away?

Steve is dealing with the follow-up battlefield, helping to give emergency treatment to the injured, and confirming the casualties of those captured by the way.

"Your work is quite interesting." Angus drank enough water, looked at the sky above his head that was almost invisible covered by dense branches and leaves, "it's just hot."

Lowering his head, Angus sprinkled his tongue.

"It's really hot here, how long are you left in three hours?" Steve pushed aside the banana leaves that covered the shade, and looked at the two people squatting inside.

"Well, about half an hour." Angus squatted halfway, looking up at him.

Steve put down his shield and sat next to him: "So, on vacation, Hank's improved drug, you think you can come to me?"

His tone didn't fluctuate much, but he could clearly hear the meaning of reproach.

Bucky hid his schadenfreude.

"I miss you." Angus confessed 'honestly'.

Bucky...

"...This is not the reason why you casually appeared in the middle of the battlefield." Steve took the water bottle from him, shook it, it was empty, took off his hat, and looked at him a few times. Eye, "Is it hot?"

Bucky... Well, it seems that things have become a big deal.

"I'm going to find something to eat, what do you want?" Bucky got up, ready to leave.

"No, I'll go back to eat ice cream later." Angus knew that their food outside was not good at all, and Steve let him taste the emergency military rations and canned food seeing him curious.

"...Can you bring me a copy too?" Bucky looked eagerly.

"makethattwo! [two servings!]" Natasha added a takeaway.

"I already have two, how about trying three, so you don't have to go to waste again and again." Barton added blankly, "Can I have vanilla?"

"You know what? Let's order a pizza!" Bucky suggested with fisted hands.

Steve looked at the people who started ordering food for no reason, and raised his hand to support his forehead.

"What do you want to eat?" Angus looked at him.

Steve...

Bucky looked expectantly at Steve, with words written all over his face, pizza pizza pizza.

"The pizza is ready." Steve was speechless, "Does it matter if you come and go?"

"No, it's not too much trouble." Angus shrugged, "Do you want ice cream?"

Stare—— Dao Dao cast his scorching eyes over.

"...OK," Steve began to touch his wallet, and then remembered that there was no place to put the wallet in the combat uniform, and before he had time to ask Angus to wait, he disappeared in place.

"You don't usually give Angus pocket money?" Natasha said suddenly seeing his movements.

Steve nodded, and suddenly realized that he really didn't seem to have asked Angus if he needed money.

The food was prepared either by himself or by Academy X, and Angus ordered himself to buy whatever else he wanted.

Angus's desire for materialism is quite light, almost equal to no...

"He doesn't use it much..." Steve hesitated.

"Such a big man, with so many peers in school, you don't give him pocket money to play?" Bucky couldn't believe it, "No wonder he came to you when he was bored during the holiday!"

Steve frowned: "I didn't notice...I'll ask next time."

After waiting for about half an hour, Angus returned with an oversized pizza and a stack of boxed ice cream.

Bucky and the others rushed over immediately, so in the rainforest, they sat cross-legged and ate pizza and ice cream.

Because they had a few coordinates that were scattered far away in their hands, they continued to rotate. It has been a week since they stayed outside this time, and the birds were about to fade out of their mouths.

Steve held a piece of pizza in his hand, while Angus watched them eat with his special water bottle, which contained ice cream and juice.

Seeing his disdain for their lack of food, Steve padded his stomach: "Angus, who paid for the pizza?"

"Tony."

"Were you with Tony before?"

"I'm at Howard's house, and Maria asked Jarvis to pick me up to play." Angus pushed away the pizza that Bucky sent him dangling under his eyes in disgust, "The meat on it is all dead, and it's okay." You can eat it."

Bucky, who had a good appetite, didn't mean to be affected at all: "You don't even know how precious things you missed."

Angus gave him a blank look.

Knowing that Angus wasn't alone, and didn't just go to someone's store to grab something and leave, Steve heaved a sigh of relief and smiled.

"How long will it take?" Angus gritted his teeth on the spout for a while, and found that the weather was too hot, and the ice cream melted before he finished eating it.Not liking it, stuffed the jug into Steve's mouth.

Steve didn't run away either, after all, he even got Angus' raw fish foam in his mouth once.

That taste... is really indescribable.

Bucky suddenly felt that the food in his mouth could not be eaten anymore: "You guys are enough, is it disgusting?"

Steve coughed and scratched his face: "He's just used to it."

"Bucky, there was a fly on the cheese on your pizza just now, I think you ate it." Angus said lightly, "Isn't live food good?"

Bucky... "Uh-"

Natasha laughed, and Barton finished his ice cream quietly, and ate Bucky's share thoughtfully.

The arrival of Angus made several people more energetic in various aspects. Finally, Natasha proposed: "Captain, you don't think it's interesting for him to be alone, why don't you let him follow us?"

"Yeah, yeah, how convenient, um, no, he's pretty good." Bucky swallowed back his words in time.

"I also agree." Barton's agreement was beyond Steve's expectations. He shrugged, "As far as our mission is concerned, I think he has the qualifications and ability to participate."

Steve pinched his nose.

Angus raised his hand: "I want to stay! It's so boring to be alone."

"Isn't Tony with you?"

"He's not you."

Steve is a complete loser.

"OK, but you can't act without my permission!" Steve took a step back helplessly, "Patton, don't tell Fury."

"He won't know."

Steve always felt that Angus's takeaway meal made Barton completely defected.

"Only when you are taking a break, you still have to go back when you are in class." Steve emphasized.

"Charles asked me to try and prepare for the SAT," Angus shrugged, "but, I don't want to go to college."

"..." Steve...

"How long have you been in school?" Bucky couldn't believe it.

"Half a year... probably." Angus pinched his fingers.

"Have you finished all the elementary and advanced courses?" Steve couldn't hold back.

"Charles said that I can barely do it, but there are still a few things to make up."

"...Well, you did a good job." Steve praised him with a delicate mood.

When he started talking about this topic, he felt more and more that he was in love with a minor, but in essence Angus should be about the same age as himself, maybe a little older.

"I'm going to take a nap, who will fly this time?" Bucky stretched.

"It's me." Barton raised his hand, and walked towards the aircraft spontaneously.

"I'm going to contact the headquarters." Natasha took the job.

After a while, everyone went to do their own things.

"Very happy?" Steve looked at Angus who was a little excited beside him.

"Are you unhappy? I'm next to you." Angus took it for granted.

Steve... "Who said you didn't do well in humanities?"

"Charles."

"We'll have a good talk about it." Steve joked, leaning down and kissing him on the forehead while everyone else was going about their own business.

"So, where is the next one?" Angus probably knew what they were doing recently. It was a bit like finding someone else's nest, removing it, and then following the found one, touching the next nest, and then removing it.

"It's a little far away." Steve set the flight goal, "It will take about two hours to fly there, and you can rest for a while."

"It's been a long time." Angus' excitement dropped a few notches.

"It's not that long." Steve reassured him.

Angus hummed casually and strolled away.

Steve turned his head and glanced at Angus.

"Well, I suddenly feel that this kind of feeling is quite good." Natasha lowered her voice and gave him a voice-over.

Steve looked away: "Right—whatever you say."

"You are dishonest, captain~" Natasha ran on him.

Steve took a deep breath and let it out.

Because things were gradually getting on the right track, everyone felt that they were about to touch the most critical link, and because Angus joined, the atmosphere in the team became very good, and everything seemed to be fine.

However, while they were still trying to find the body of the siren and the base camp of the hydra, a series of explosive news appeared in the rear.

Fury looked at the news that he hadn't completely intercepted, and his face was dark: "Quickly, now, immediately, bring this back to me!"

"Yes."

Fury looked at the news that was being played in a loop on various channels, and his hands were slightly clenched: "Why? Why do you want to make it public? What exactly are you trying to do?"

On the small window next to the news host, there is a very blurry photo, but one can clearly see that the creature in the photo has a human body and a fish tail, with a silver-white tail, struggling violently in the fishing net.

Two days later, the whole country began to discuss an article about the details of "Siren" whose source is unknown.

The author has something to say: I thought I could write it, but it seems that I didn't write it...

God, I have written a hundred chapters of the main text...

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