As the bottom of the pool slowly opened, three massive Sky Carriers gradually revealed their menacing appearance.
Sunlight passed through the opened bottom of the pool, shining on the behemoths made of dark gray steel.
In addition to the countless aircraft and fighter jets on the deck, this steel beast also had countless gun barrels and cannons beneath it, perfectly blending top-notch technology and violent aesthetics.
The bottom of the pool in the square had been completely opened, and the Sky Carriers were about to break free and prepare for takeoff at any moment.
Inside the hangar where the Sky Carriers were parked, some of the staff understood after hearing Rogers' call. They shouted loudly, wanting the people at the control panel to quickly close the bottom of the pool and stop the Sky Carriers from taking off.
Just as the people at the control panel heard their shouts and were about to perform the closing operation, a burst of gunfire suddenly rang out.
Along with the sound of gunfire, the glass of the control room was shattered, and all the staff at the control panel inside were riddled with bullets, coughing up blood as they fell weakly to the ground.
It turned out that several Special Forces had received orders and arrived in the hangar. They were following orders, using the machine guns in their hands to clear away those who obstructed Hydra's plan.
Special Forces cleared out everyone who wasn't one of them in the hangar, so there was no one left to stop the Sky Carrier from taking off.
The bottom of the pool slowly opened as planned, and the Sky Carrier was no longer obstructed from ascending.
At the same time, Rogers was clearing out the rabble as he descended the building in S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters.
Whoosh!
Rogers threw his Vibranium Shield, and the flying shield struck three or four Hydra agents in the chest before returning to his hand.
Along with the sounds of cracking bones, these Hydra agents had their sternums shattered by the shield and were knocked unconscious on the ground.
Rogers glanced at the agents, then continued walking down.
Just then, a figure crashed through the glass of the floor's partition and attacked him.
This figure wore a black mask, their cold gaze fixated on Rogers.
He clenched his fist, swinging his silver mechanical arm rapidly towards Rogers. The arm sliced through the air, creating a chilling whistling sound.
Rogers recognized the power behind the blow from the sound. He quickly raised his Vibranium Shield, positioning it in front of him in a defensive stance.
"BOOM!"
The mechanical arm slammed violently against the Vibranium Shield, producing a loud collision.
Using his extensive combat experience, Rogers perfectly deflected the sudden strike.
However, the attack did not end there. The masked man swiftly drew the pistol from his waist, aimed at Rogers' exposed head, and rapidly squeezed the trigger.
"BANG! BANG! BANG!" Several bullets roared out of the gun's muzzle, speeding towards Rogers' eyes.
Rogers had anticipated what would happen the moment the masked man made the gesture of reaching for a gun.
So, as the masked man pulled the trigger, he raised his shield upwards while simultaneously ducking his head.
Clang clang! All the bullets hit the shield and then scattered, with one even ricocheting back towards the masked man's head.
The masked man raised his metal arm to block all the bullets, and at the same time, he lifted his foot and kicked towards Rogers.
Because the shield had moved upwards to block the bullets, a gap appeared in Rogers's abdomen at that moment.
The masked man's kick landed hard on Rogers's abdomen, sending him flying.
Rogers was already facing the glass at the edge of the building, and this kick caused him to shatter the glass and fall from the building.
From a height of 27 floors, if he were to fall directly without any protection, even a super soldier with a super physique wouldn't escape serious injury.
Rogers knew this himself, so he hastily adjusted his position in the air, curling his body like a shrimp while placing his Vibranium Shield on the side of his body that was about to hit the ground.
Bang! Rogers crashed straight into the ground. The ground, centered on the Vibranium Shield beneath him, cracked and shattered like a spiderweb.
Rogers clutched his side and staggered to his feet. Although the Vibranium Shield had absorbed most of the impact, his side and abdomen were still injured.
But compared to being severely injured, this was an extremely fortunate outcome.
Just as Rogers stood up, the man in the black mask also jumped down from the building, using his left hand to grip the wall.
Seeing the masked man hot on his heels, Rogers quickly raised his Vibranium Shield, adopting a battle stance.
"Bucky, isn't this welcome a bit too heavy?" Rogers gasped, adjusting his condition while speaking softly to the man in front of him.
Although the man was wearing a mask, after being reminded by the Evil Ghost, Rogers knew that the man in front of him was Bucky.
"Who's Bucky?" The masked man asked, bewildered, after hearing Rogers say the name.
He only felt that the name seemed familiar. In his chaotic memories, it seemed that different people had always been calling out this name.
Rogers saw that Bucky reacted to his name and pressed his advantage, continuing to say to him, "You are Bucky, James Buchanan Barnes."
"I am Steve Rogers. We were the best of friends, don't you remember?"
"We grew up together, played together, fought side by side. After my mother passed away, you comforted me and stayed with me."
"Bucky, remember, don't let those evil people control your body. You are free. You are not some Winter Soldier, nor are you some top assassin."
"You are yourself, James Buchanan Barnes, my good friend."
Rogers became more and more excited as he spoke, and Bucky became more and more confused as he listened.
Under Rogers's constant prodding, Bucky felt a sharp pain begin to throb in his head, the increasingly intense agony forcing him to clutch at his head.
Seeing Bucky's pained expression, Rogers hurried to his side.
"Bucky, are you remembering something? Don't give up resisting. Fight against those things in your head that don't belong to you, make them get out of your head."
"Argh!" Bucky covered his head, letting out a pained howl. "Get out!"
The intense pain, coupled with Rogers's persistent voice, made him increasingly agitated.
Suddenly, he swung his mechanical left arm again, sending Rogers, who was watching over him with concern, flying away.
"Crack! Crack!" Rogers smashed through the glass again, getting punched into the building.
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