Name: James Buchanan Barnes
Sex: Male
Age: 26 years old
Height: 175CM (5 feet 9)
Weight: 81KG (180 lbs)
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"Sergeant Barnes of the Army's 107th Division. This name is really unpleasant to pronounce. Can I call you Bucky?"
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent!"
"Sergeant Bucky, it looks like our food is good. You have only gained weight after being captured for two days..."
In the sealed metal laboratory, Russell held the physical examination report and looked up and down at Captain America's good friend. The latter has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and clear and deep facial features. At first glance, he is a positive character.
Dr. Zola sent Bucky to the sub-base as promised. He had the right and reason to deal with the prisoners. The super-soldier experiment at the sub-base required white mice, and he was accompanied by ten American prisoners. This was done to deceive others.
"Sergeant Bucky, I looked at your resume. You have been in the army for a year and a half and your rank has not changed so far. I bet you are not liked by your superiors. What do you think? Do you want to consider switching to work for Hydra?"
"Although our Hydra has a bad reputation, we have a good corporate culture. We have high wages and good benefits. When you join the company, you will receive an electronic robotic arm and enhanced human body modification. Becoming a super soldier is no longer a dream."
The first time he saw Bucky, Russell identified him as the perfect candidate for his superhero/villain experiment, not because of his 175cm height, but because of his unruly eyes and wolfish coldness. He was a capable person. Big deal man.
"..."
Bucky was fixed on a metal chair. To prevent him from using flying props, a belt was tied around his mouth by a researcher. Now he couldn't speak. He could only breathe heavily and stared at Russell with fierce eyes.
"Oh, I forgot you can't talk..." Russell snapped his fingers: "Jason, take off the sergeant's belt, I want to talk to him."
Bucky was wondering who Russell was talking to when he saw a tall figure suddenly walking out of the corner, with a mask on his face and a machete on his waist.
Was there anyone here just now?
Bucky was confused but didn't pay much attention to it. The moment the belt was untied, he spat at Russell.
Drink~~Bah!
Snap!
Jason stood upright in front of Russell, used his chest to catch the spit that carried more than 600 types of microorganisms and bacteria, then grabbed Bucky's neck and tightened it with five fingers like iron pliers.
The carotid artery stopped supplying blood to the brain, and Bucky's entire face turned red, but even so, his eyes were still fierce, and he looked past Jason and looked directly at Russell.
"Sergeant Bucky, don't ask for trouble. If you refuse to cooperate, I will have to put the belt on you again." When Bucky's eyes were bloodshot and he was about to suffocate, Russell reached out and patted Jason, asking him to stand behind him. The person stood on the edge.
"Cough! Cough! Cough..."
Bucky gasped for air violently and coughed several times before raising his head and looking at Russell: "You heinous Hydra, don't expect me to surrender, and I will not work for you."
Russell shook his head: "Don't get me wrong, you are too weak now, and you are not qualified to serve us."
"What!?"
Russell picked up a newspaper from the table and spread it out in front of Bucky. The entire page was filled with reports about the super star Captain America, as well as a black and white photo of the character.
Bucky frowned: "Captain America...who is this? Show me what a comedian is doing?"
In the photo, Steve was wearing a star-spangled costume and a mask. His body was strong and his muscles were explosive. He looked exactly like the meaty chops Bucky remembered. He couldn't recognize it as normal.
"His name is Steve Rogers, a well-known star in the United States..."
"Wait, who do you think he is?"
"Steve Rogers!" Russell shook the newspaper: "It's not the same name, he is your good brother. He has been suffering from asthma since childhood."
"Are you kidding? Steve is not even 1.6 meters tall. How could the strong man in the photo be him?" Bucky's eyes widened. He couldn't even believe that the man in the photo was Steve. Then Any one of his chest muscles would be bigger than his face.
"Your good brother participated in a secret military experiment and was injected with a super serum. He gained physical fitness beyond ordinary people. He can fight ten soldiers like you."
"This...this..." Bucky had mixed emotions. He was happy for Steve from the bottom of his heart, but at the same time he felt an inexplicable loss. Steve had become stronger, which meant that he no longer needed his protection.
Suddenly, Bucky suddenly thought of something: "Is this the reason why you arrested me? Do you want to use me to threaten him?"
"No, you misunderstood. He is just a super soldier, not a super team. I don't take it seriously yet." Russell spread his hands: "Chief Schmidt thinks you are a material that can be made. You have the same skills as Steve." The same potential decided to transform you into a super soldier."
"What!?"
"The United States has Captain America, and we must also have Captain Hydra. The leader is so far-sighted that ordinary people like you can't understand it." Russell said and laughed sinisterly: "But the leader is really evil. He chose you specially. It's going to be a lot of fun being Steve's opponent."
"Dream!" Bucky gritted his teeth and said, "I would rather die than serve for Hydra, let alone become the captain of Hydra."
"This is not your decision. If the leader values you, we will do our best to train you." Russell said as he walked out of the laboratory: "You can also try to commit suicide, but I promise, even if you die, we can Bring you back to life."
Jason opened the shackles on the metal chair, pulled Bucky's collar up in the air, and followed Russell.
Being carried like a chicken, Bucky resisted angrily, but the difference in size and strength was too obvious. Even if he hit Jason, he couldn't shake him.
Russell came to a training room, and Jason walked in with Bucky in his arms and threw him to the ground.
"It's not easy to become the captain of Hydra. Your physique is too weak. I will let Jason train you."
“Just because of this stupid big guy, it’s not certain who will teach whom!”
Bucky shook his head and got up from the ground. He rushed towards Russell with a few quick steps. He wanted to capture the thief first. He could see that Russell had a high status. If he could hijack Russell, he might be able to escape from the base.
Bang!
Jason stood in the way and hit Bucky in the stomach with an uppercut. The latter groaned, held his stomach and took two steps back. His feet shook and he knelt down, lowering his head and vomiting acid water.
Bang!
Jason raised his foot and kicked Bucky on the cheek again. The huge force sent him flying sideways and hit the wall of the training room with a thud.
Looking at Bucky lying on the ground like a dead fish, Jason strode towards him and lifted it up by his hair. At this moment, Bucky opened his eyes suddenly and punched Jason on the Adam's apple.
Jason let go of his hand and took two steps back.
"Silly man, it only takes you two seconds, and I can play with you all day long!" Bucky wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, licked his loose gums with his tongue, and subconsciously said the famous saying of a good gay friend.
As he said that, he rushed towards Jason quickly. When he got close, he suddenly slid to slow down and avoid Jason's attack. He succeeded in a combination of punches and kicks, punching and kicking with all his strength, hitting Jason hard.
Snapped!
Jason did not dodge, and his eyes under the mask showed no emotion at all. After receiving more than a dozen blows, his hands reached out to grab Bucky's fist, and opened it to both sides little by little.
Bucky roared with all his strength, the veins on his neck were exposed. Even if he tried his best, he could not change the strength and was crushed. At this moment, his eyes flashed, and he kicked Jason between the legs.
Bah!
Chicken and egg beat!
"Wow! Man, I'm sorry, this kick may have been a bit hard." The voice was clear and sweet, and Bucky smiled proudly.
Bang!
Without saying a word, Jason hit Bucky on the head with a headbutt. Bucky rolled his eyes, felt the world spinning, and fell to the ground with a bang. He tried hard to stand up, but he was dizzy and his feet slipped and he couldn't stand up.
"Good fighting spirit. You can play slowly and I won't disturb you."
After Russell finished speaking, he turned and left. He had to study the super soldier serum and had no time to stay and watch the battle. After a year of research, he had to admit that it was very difficult to replicate the super soldier serum. Schmidt and Steve's success was truly a miracle.
If the requirements are higher, Steve is the only successful case.
Although Schmidt gained power, he became neither human nor ghost, and the side effects were too obvious. From a scientist's point of view, he was not considered a success, at most a semi-finished product.
Unable to crack the Super Soldier Serum, Russell had to resort to the next best thing and make a weakened version of the serum. Weakening does not mean that the ability is weakened after strengthening. It means that the success rate, which is one in ten thousand, becomes even lower.
The weakened version of the serum has high requirements for experimental materials. In addition to physical fitness, it also requires extremely strong mental will. Especially in the mental aspect, the strengthening process is accompanied by severe pain of genetic recombination, and people who have not experienced mental training simply cannot survive it.
If you enslave Bucky's soul, you can indeed increase the success rate, but Russell cannot do this. The system rejects superheroes/villains created in this tricky way. For example, Jason has an immortal body and is a super villain without any modification, but the system does not recognize it, even though Jason's body was indeed given by Russell.
Bucky is the primary candidate for the experiment, but that doesn't mean he is the only one. The risk of weakening the serum is too great. Russell's work style determines that he will not put all his eggs in one basket. He needs spare mice. The more the better. .
The world anchor has been dropped, and Russell will stay in the Marvel world for a long time. He hopes to create a super army with his own hands.
When he came to the desk in the laboratory, Russell picked up a pen and paper and wrote down the words "Winter Soldiers" and "0-9".
Ding Ling Ling~~~Ding Ling Ling~~~~
The phone on the desk rang. Russell raised his hand to answer the call. It was Dr. Zola.
Zola spoke quickly: "Sir, Erskine's relics came to the door, and he released the prisoners. Schmidt ordered the abandonment of the Clausburg base and has activated the self-destruction device. We are evacuating."
"I understand, I will also be preparing to evacuate."
