In the infirmary.
Looking at Bucky, who had woken up but was unable to move, Steve felt like his heart was breaking.
He had already tried talking to Bucky, but at this moment, Bucky was like a robot that hadn't been activated, receiving no commands and thus showing no reaction.
He sat by Bucky's hospital bed, constantly recounting past events, talking about how Bucky used to protect him and beat up those who bullied him before he became Captain America.
Even though Bucky always argued and acted unappreciative, Steve knew that without him, his own frail and sickly self would have likely died long ago.
He also spoke of how Bucky stayed by his side when his parents passed away, comforting him and helping him through his grief.
"You said you'd always stay by my side..."
Bucky stared at the white ceiling above, his eyes wide and unblinking like a puppet, showing no reaction.
Steve continued, recounting how they had been acting together ever since he rescued Bucky from that dangerous situation. In their last mission, Bucky fell from the train, and he himself, along with the plane, was buried in the icy sea...
Following this, both fell into a long silence.
After a while, Bucky suddenly turned his head to look at Steve.
He said, "I don't know you."
Upon hearing this, Steve was stunned for a moment. While feeling pain, he also let out a sigh of relief.
"It's okay, you'll remember."
It didn't matter that he had lost his memory; what he feared most was that Bucky would become an uncommunicative, purely functional tool.
"Captain, we need to move."
Just then, there was a knock on the infirmary door.
Peter walked in.
He wore the classic Red and Blue Uniform, and his eyes behind the mask were filled with worry.
"Right now, Hydra is hunting us everywhere. They've taken control of Stark Industries and have informants in the Osborn Corporation. If they can't find us, I'm worried they'll do something drastic," Peter said.
Hearing this, Steve stood up, his face hardening with resolve.
Hydra was the enemy. Only by eliminating Hydra could Bucky possibly return to normal.
Whether for public or personal reasons, this was not the time for him to wallow in despair.
He glanced back at Bucky, then resolutely turned and walked towards Peter.
"Let's go!"
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Osborn Corporation.
Pierce had surrounded the building with many agents.
Outside the building, the powerful armed forces drew the attention of passersby.
At the top of the building, in Osborn's office, Pierce stood with his hands in his pockets, glaring at Osborn. Beside him, several agents surrounded Norman.
At this moment, Norman sat in his executive chair, legs crossed, looking quite imposing.
"Norman Osborn, hand over Nick Fury and my soldier."
"Mr. Pierce, I don't understand what you're talking about," Norman said, clasping his hands together at his chin.
"Your son rescued a fugitive wanted by S.H.I.E.L.D., Nick Fury, in broad daylight, and you claim you know nothing?"
Pierce was almost laughing with anger.
He threw up a video clip, clearly showing Harry riding the Green Goblin's Glider, carrying Nick Fury and the Winter Soldier.
"So what?"
Norman spread his hands.
"I know nothing about this. Harry didn't bring Nick Fury back.
"And I don't think there's anything wrong with my son, as a Super Hero, saving the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. from a group of terrorists wielding heavy weapons and committing violence on the streets."
Hearing this, Pierce let out a cold laugh and said, "In case you didn't know, Nick Fury is no longer the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. He was discovered to be a Hydra spy, continuously selling our intelligence abroad for years."
He said it with great conviction.
"Not only him, but the Super Heroes he just gathered have also betrayed this country. The Security Council has ordered a nationwide manhunt for them. Anyone found, domestically or internationally, is to be executed immediately!"
"You're a smart man, Norman," Pierce said, walking over to Norman and speaking in the tone of an old friend.
"Your son, Harry Osborn, is wealthy and can act as a Super Hero. That's great, very great, but he's mistaken. I believe Nick Fury misled him. However, it's fine, we won't do anything to a child.
"Instead, we can make him the new Iron Man."
These words were not just advice but also a threat.
Pierce's implication was that just as he could make Harry the next Iron Man, he could also have him declared wanted, just like Tony Stark.
"Sorry, I really don't know what you're talking about," Norman remained tight-lipped.
"You say Harry took Nick Fury, but I haven't seen him," he shrugged. "You can search every corner of Osborn Corporation, but as you can see, there's nothing here."
At this point, Pierce had pretty much understood Norman's stance.
He shot Norman a cold glance, picked up a small ornament from the table, and began playing with it as he spoke.
"Osborn Corporation has always been a pillar of this nation, and you're an outstanding entrepreneur. Don't do anything foolish, why get mixed up with those criminals?"
"See the situation clearly, Norman."
He looked Norman in the eyes.
"You're a smart man. What can Nick Fury bring you? You've barely interacted before, but I'm different."
"Tony Stark is also involved in this. Once I catch him, I'll make Stark Industries disappear completely. Osborn can replace Stark. As long as you hand over Nick Fury and announce to the public that you're on our side, anything is possible."
After speaking, Pierce put down the item in his hand, walked to the door, and then stopped. He turned back:
"I'll give you one day to consider. Tomorrow, I want to see Nick Fury, and I want to see you announce to the media that the Green Goblin is joining us. Otherwise..."
Pierce left without finishing his sentence.
Several agents followed him out.
However, Norman knew very well that there were definitely many agents secretly monitoring his every move.
He wasn't worried.
Because everything was proceeding according to plan.
Daily Bugle.
J. Jonah Jameson, just out of the luxury VIP ward, stumbled upon a golden opportunity.
He excitedly bit down on his cigar, wearing overalls, hands on his hips, and shouted:
"Hurry up, all of you!"
"Spider-Man, I've finally found something on you!"
He laughed triumphantly.
The wanted posters released by S.H.I.E.L.D. conspicuously listed two Spider-Men, making Jameson feel as happy as if it were New Year's.
He worked overtime, urging everyone in the company to print the newspapers quickly.
Robbie walked in and said reluctantly, "Boss, there's something wrong with these wanted posters. How could Spider-Man be a criminal? Not to mention that Tony Stark is also wanted, and..."
As a journalist, Robbie clearly sensed a conspiracy.
"This person..."
He flipped the wanted poster to Steve's page.
No one could have imagined that Captain America Steve Rogers from seventy years ago was still alive, let alone that he was serving Hydra.
Who would believe this?
After all, Captain America was the idol of every American.
For nearly a century, America had promoted him day and night, built him memorial halls, publicized his heroic deeds, making every American child look up to him, strive, and contribute!
But in the end, all of that was said to be a false illusion, and in reality, Steve Rogers was actually a Hydra agent.
Wasn't this utterly absurd and ridiculous?
"What do you know?"
Jameson glared at Robbie unhappily, biting his cigar and saying, "This is an official government document. Do you think they're lying?"
"I've said it before, Spider-Man is no good. If he were really doing good deeds, why wouldn't he boldly take off his mask and let us know who he is?"
"It's precisely because the real person under the mask can't be seen that he has to hide his identity. As for that soldier, tsk, do you think American soldiers are all good people?"
"Get going and print the papers!"
"The headline will be 'Spider-Man, Public Menace of New York! Captain America, A Clown in a Ridiculous Costume!'"
He chased Robbie out, then seemed to remember something and banged hard on his desk.
"Where's Parker? I need new photos of Spider-Man!"
"Boss," Betty knocked and entered, glanced at Jameson, and said in a low voice, "Someone is looking for Spider-Man's photographer..."
Her gaze cautiously flickered towards outside the office. Through the window, Jameson saw those men in suits who looked tough and not to be trifled with.
He immediately pondered for a second, spat out his cigar, and said, "What Spider-Man's photographer? Didn't I say that person has always been mailing in photos?"
Queens.
Uncle Ben and Aunt May were unusually not doing community service today.
During this period, they had been engrossed in public welfare activities. While they felt fulfilled, they were also somewhat exhausted, so they decided to take a few days off together.
"It's really quiet without the kids at home," Uncle Ben said, sitting on the old sofa and turning on the TV.
On the television, almost all the news was interrupting to broadcast wanted posters for Ben and others.
The only good news was that Ben had deleted all of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s files regarding Spider-Man, so Pierce still didn't know the true identities of the Spider-Men.
Otherwise, Uncle Ben and Aunt May would probably be worried sick by now.
Despite this, upon seeing the news, both of them frowned in unison.
"Hydra spies, my goodness!"
Aunt May covered her face in surprise. "I really can't believe Peter is friends with such dangerous people!"
"Don't just believe what you hear, May,"
Ben shook his head and said, "Something about this is off. Did you forget? Spider-Man has saved Peter and Benny several times. Although society doesn't think highly of him, everyone he's helped knows he's not a bad guy."
The mainstream media had always disliked Spider-Man, and it wasn't just Jameson's doing; the New York Police Department had also contributed.
But Spider-Man had always been active on the streets of New York, and countless people had been helped by him. No matter what the media said, everyone had their own scale to measure things.
Compared to Spider-Man, the fact that Captain America, Steve Rogers, was still alive and had betrayed America was what surprised Ben even more.
"This is utter nonsense!"
Upon seeing this news, he stood up directly, wishing he could rush to the television station and punch those who were broadcasting the news!
For an old man like him, Captain America's spirit was like an imprint on their faith!
In their time, legends hadn't been gone from the world for too long.
Moreover, everyone lived during the country's most glorious era, and their faith in Captain America was firmer than anyone's.
Countless people were inspired by Captain America to serve their country.
Now, to say that Captain America had betrayed America – how could anyone accept that?
Even though it was an official wanted poster, anyone who saw it couldn't help but have some doubts.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
Just then, there was a knock at the door.
Aunt May opened it and found Mary Jane standing outside.
"Hello, Aunt May, I was wondering if Benny and Peter are home?"
Aunt May paused at the question.
Usually, Mary Jane would only ask about Ben when she visited, but today she included Peter, which struck her as a bit odd.
However, she didn't think too much of it and immediately replied, "They're both not here. Benny is at the company, and Peter seems to be doing some experiments?"
"Then I'll go look for them at Primus," Mary Jane said, nodding.
As she entered, Mary Jane's expression turned to worry.
A few minutes earlier, she had seen the news on her phone about Spider-Man and Hacker being wanted. This surprised her and also made her worried.
Because she knew Peter was Spider-Man.
Mary Jane had discovered this secret during the time Ben was away from Earth.
Back then, she would watch the window every day, hoping to know when Ben would return home. Then, one night, she saw Peter, dressed in the Spider-suit, climbing into his own room.
Peter was Spider-Man.
Originally, she wanted to share this secret with Ben, but on the very first day Ben returned to Earth, he appeared as the second Spider-Man.
At that time, Mary Jane guessed that Ben might be the second Spider-Man.
But that night, she didn't ask Ben about it; instead, she buried the secret in her heart.
Now that Spider-Man and Hacker were both wanted, she couldn't help but worry about Ben's safety.
Leaving Queens.
Mary Jane rushed to Primus immediately, but by the time she arrived, the Primus Building had already been sealed off.
After Pierce left Norman Osborn, he immediately came to Primus.
Since Osborn Corporation didn't have Harry, that kid might be at Primus.
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