"Bucky?? Why are you here?!" Steve asked loudly with a frown. Suddenly, he reacted and rolled on the spot to avoid Bucky who rushed to attack him. Peter flew again
Getting up, he said in mid-air: "He is being controlled! Captain, stay away from him!"
"Wake up! Bucky Barnes, you are not Hydra!" Steve waved his arm fiercely and threw the shield in his hand. The round shield flew past Bucky's head with a sound of breaking through the air.
It hit his ear, but it didn't hit, it just flew past the tip of his hair.
Stark, who was flying in the southeast of the battlefield, saw this scene. He let out a mocking "chi" and then said to Steve: "Remember what you told me before about how you dealt with those Hydras?"
? How come you forgot all those words when you came to your friend's place?"
Steve showed a very complicated expression, but finally said: "Cooperate with me to subdue him, and we will talk about other things later."
Stark snorted coldly, and the two missiles flew directly after Bucky's figure. The warheads spiraled in the air, with thick smoke behind them. Steve stretched out his hand and shouted: "No! Wait!
Don't use missiles! He...you will kill him if you do this!"
"He is a criminal, and he is also a Hydra. Look at his actions now. He wants to kill you and all of us! Steve, you want me not to do my best to deal with him because you want to see us being killed.
Will he kill him?" Stark asked coldly.
"No, of course I'm not..." Steve's arms began to shake a little, and he showed a painful expression. All this was too sudden for him.
Although he had previously learned from the computer at the Hydra base that Bucky had become Hydra's experimental subject, the kind of experimental subject he imagined had been subjected to various tortures, was extremely weak, and was sealed away.
The victim was not the strong Hydra killer in front of him, wielding a dagger and even jumping up to hit him.
His reason told him that Stark was right. If the water was released at this time, everyone might be in danger.
Don't forget, there are two other people on the field who are suspected to be members of Hydra. Once the three of them join forces, the Avengers will have to spend a lot of effort to deal with them. If they don't do their best, I'm afraid they will.
Something happened.
Steve, who learned about this on the battlefield, didn't have much time to think. His Adam's apple trembled violently, and his entire upper body trembled. He seemed to be trying to persuade Bucky.
Seeing Steve's attitude, Stark was furious. He used deadly weapons to attack Bucky on the ground, and the smoke and explosion flames rose at the same time.
Stark gave up on tactics and was just venting his anger. Even without an army of mechas, Stark's steel suit, which had been updated many times, could still suppress everyone on the field with full firepower.
In a human fight, even Strange had to use dodge spells to avoid Stark's indiscriminate bombardment, unable to challenge his edge head-on.
Steve waved his arms in front of him a few times, and the smoke made him cough. Just as the smoke dispersed in front of him, he saw a huge crater appearing in front of him, and Bucky was running away from the edge of the crater.
But he was still caught up by a missile, and Steve shouted: "No!!"
"No? You just say 'no' to the death of Hydra that you have spent your whole life fighting against?!" Stark's voice became more and more cold, and his emotions began to become unstable. There was humanity in his voice.
The part began to get weaker and weaker, becoming like an indifferent mechanical sound.
Peter stood nearby and shouted: "Stop quarreling! We should unite. The current situation cannot be solved by quarreling!"
But no one paid attention to him at all. Matt and the mutants had been driven out of the center of the battlefield by Stark's bombing zone. Now only the stronger Stark, Steve, Strange, and Grant were left on the battlefield.
, Peter and Bucky.
Bucky, who was blown away by the missile, fell hard to the ground. The severe pain seemed to restore his consciousness for a moment. He lay on the ground and coughed twice, spitting out blood.
Steve saw his actions, and scenes that had appeared countless times on the battlefield kept floating in his mind. In the charred trenches filled with gunpowder smoke, he and Bucky were both covered in wounds and dripping with blood, looking at each other's disgraced appearance.
, stretched out his arm and punched, thankful to have survived another fierce battle.
His chest began to rise and fall, his arms trembled uncontrollably, and his senses began to become more sensitive. The grainy details on the handle of the shield in his hand spread from his fingertips to his brain, and too much information occupied it.
It destroyed his brain and made him unable to escape from the nightmare.
The back of the golden and red mecha in mid-air was shining dazzlingly towards the sun, like a sun. For the first time, Steve felt that standing in the position of being judged was such a sad and sad thing.
Something that is hard to accept.
Stark in the suit also shook his head. He was trying to calm down his emotions, but every time he saw Bucky, he felt a surge of anger rising from his heart. In any case, he could not just let it go.
The enemy who killed his parents is living peacefully.
Just when both of them were in a daze, Bucky had already recovered. That moment of clarity was not enough to free him from the control of brainwashing. He decisively seized the opportunity and sprinted straight towards
Steve rushed over.
The dagger's blade flashed with cold light, and when the violent sound of breaking through the air was heard, the pain Steve expected did not come. Instead, a painful scream sounded in his ears: "Ugh!!!"
Spider-Man's screams were like thunder, ringing in the ears of Stark and Steve. Both of them widened their eyes at the same time, looking at Peter who was hit by the dagger in Bucky's hand.
The huge dagger stabbed directly into his left shoulder, almost cutting off his left arm. The red mucus was struggling to fill his body, but Peter arched his body like a cooked shrimp.
He yelled, covering his shoulder with his right hand, and veins popped out on his hand.
Steve stared blankly as Peter stood in front of him, blocking Bucky's attack for him. Stark's roar came from mid-air: "Peter!!!"
But he was flying in the air, far away from the ground, and Bucky, who missed the attack, turned his target directly to Peter. His bloody dagger was already close to Peter's neck, but Peter seemed unable to resist because of the pain.
.
The moment Bucky raised his dagger high, a figure rushed over from the side with a roar, hugged his waist, and knocked him to the ground. The shield with the Stars and Stripes pattern hit Bucky with a bang.
Bucky let out a scream and then passed out.
Steve gasped, and the messy information was finally cleared from his mind. He stood up very tiredly and walked towards Peter. Before he could get close to Peter, Stark flew over and stopped him.
, the black muzzle was pointed at Steve, and Stark said coldly: "Stand back, stay away from him, you associate of Hydra!"
"If you hadn't protected this damn Hydra killer, how could Peter have been injured? You almost killed him!" Stark said angrily.
"I'm not, I didn't expect..." When the strong smell of blood reached Steve's nose, he was speechless. He slowly knelt down and knocked the shield in his hand.
Among the piles of rocks on the rocky beach.
He closed his eyes hard, and countless nightmares from the past began to swirl in his mind again. He felt that the air around him was getting thinner and thinner, and it seemed that it could no longer supply the work of his lungs.
Peter's fallen figure overlapped with those of his former fallen comrades, and the man wielding the butcher knife changed from the evil Hydra to his former friend Bucky. Reality and illusion were intertwined, and Steve could no longer
Make sense of it all.
"It's always like this..." The voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "It's like this every time, I couldn't save them, they died in front of me... It will always be like this, there will never be an end...
…”
Stark saw that Steve's eyes were red. He took two deep breaths and finally calmed down. He looked around and saw the deserted beach that had been pockmarked by his own bombs. He controlled the mecha to slowly land on the ground, and in the distance
Looking at Steve everywhere, his voice was like the sound of the wind that had not changed for years on the desert beach.
"...Captain America, do you know? The most ridiculous thing is that those generals who just want to make money in the war tell you that you can save the world, you can save anyone..."
"They don't believe it themselves, but you do."
Looking at the strong man half-kneeling on the ground in front of him, the shield in his hand is still brightly colored and shiny, as if it has never been forgotten in the past 70 years.
But this old man who has been sleeping for 70 years seems to be forever trapped in that war era, forever bound in the greatest and most ridiculous lie compiled for him by a group of self-interested people.
What made Stark unbelievable was that at this moment, he actually felt some sympathy and pity, because he had also been kidnapped by a group of people shouting slogans of justice, but he and Captain America
The only difference is that he has room to resist. He has Pepper and Obadiah, but Steve has nothing.
With only passion in his heart, he plunged headlong into this dark vortex whose true face he had never seen before, and became the ashes on the edge of the rut after the wheel of history rolled forward, like a madman who refused to act, practicing his routine.
Justice that is no longer recognized.
At this moment, Stark suddenly understood why Steve cared so much about his last comrade. Perhaps, he had to find something to prove that what he was pursuing was not nothingness. He always hoped that he and that generation
There is another witness to a person's dedication, not a fantasy he created in his mind.
He hopes that another person will tell him that they have succeeded before. Even if the beginning of this story is just a false lie, countless people have paid their lives for it, and they should not be forgotten and swept into the pile of historical stories.
Stark flew to Peter's side and helped him treat his wounds. When Peter's breathing stabilized, Stark did not fly again, but stepped on the stones on the deserted beach to the beach.
Noon has passed, the strong light has begun to fade, and the lighthouse in the distance emits a heavy low whistle.
Stark thought that people who came from that era all carried the same characteristics, just like repeating their stories and legends ten thousand times without feeling tired, and the same was true for Howard.
Perhaps, they just don't want the people and things in the story to be forgotten, just like they don't want themselves to be forgotten.
There was a noise behind him, and Stark turned around. He saw Steve standing up staggeringly, shaking his head, as if he had not yet broken free from the hallucination. With hazy eyes, he looked at Steve.
Tucker's brightly colored mecha looked a little confused.
"I'm sorry..." Steve shook his head again and opened his eyes.
"You should go over and tell him." Stark turned to look at Peter, who was lying on the ground with his back to him, half of his suit soaked in blood.
"I'm also telling you." Steve lowered his head and said: "As a team leader, I made a wrong tactical judgment and did not subdue him at the first time, otherwise none of this would have happened...
"
"It's good that you know." Stark turned back and looked at his gauntlet. The muzzle on it was a little scorched due to overheating.
He slowly gathered his fingers together, then made them into fists, and said to himself in his heart: "People who criticize weapons are pathetic enough, but people who defend weapons are even more pathetic."