Sorry, I Don’t Need It

Eastern Europe, somewhere.

An overpass.

Dense bullet holes covered the bridge deck. More than a hundred vehicles had crashed into one another in a chain collision, and there had even been explosions. The casualties were severe.

The fiercest battle had taken place in the very middle.

Amid several burning sedans was a European-American woman tied up like a rice dumpling. She had an incredible figure, with the athletic build of Mockingbird, and Black Widow’s signature binding technique only further accentuated her perfect curves.

Arms like silver serpents, breasts like waxen ivory, striving to rival the heavens.

When the sun shines clear, behold that rounded front and curving back, utterly enchanting.

Such a beauty could make countless agents bow at her waist.

Hawkeye walked over from nearby, rubbing his aching upper arm and raising an eyebrow. "Natasha, we should have been the fastest."

"Clint, we set out before the others. It’s only natural that we were the fastest. Nothing to brag about."

Black Widow clapped her hands, then tilted her head slightly as she reported to Egghead thousands of miles away. "Sir, mission accomplished. Target captured alive. We lost seven agents, and thirteen were seriously injured. Agent Barton and I suffered minor injuries. A major traffic accident occurred on the bridge. We need support."

Egghead’s voice quickly came through. "I’ll contact the local government and police. Bring the target back to Triskelion Headquarters immediately. Medical personnel will examine your injuries."

Black Widow froze. "Sir, Agent Barton and I aren’t badly hurt. We can support the others."

"No need."

Egghead said, "The others have already completed their missions. You were the last."

S.H.I.E.L.D. Triskelion Headquarters.

Looking at the bald Chinese Winter Soldier on the floor, who was barely distinguishable from a pile of mangled flesh, Egghead hung up the call, not knowing what to say.

He glanced at Skye beside Master Wang and suddenly realized a strange truth:

When women got ruthless, they were truly more vicious than men!

They didn’t hold back at all.

Yes, they had indeed captured him alive. The man still had vital signs.

But the problem was, even with a super soldier’s unusual physique and astonishing recovery rate, how long would it take him to recover…

Of course, the outcome was still good.

In less than six hours, all five Winter Soldiers had been captured alive.

Master Wang and Skye had naturally been the fastest, taking no more than twenty minutes.

Relying on the Iron Man armor’s flight speed and J.A.R.V.I.S.’s capabilities, Tony had completed his mission in under three hours, taking second place.

South Africa was far away, but the modified Quinjet was even faster than the Iron Man armor. Daredevil’s senses were indeed terrifyingly powerful, and he had completed the mission in three and a half hours, taking third place.

Agent Romanoff and Agent Barton had actually arrived at the assassination site first, but their speed could not match Tony’s, S.H.I.E.L.D.’s technical support could not match J.A.R.V.I.S., their combat strength could not match Master Wang and Skye, and their sensory tracking ability could not match Daredevil’s, so…

They were the slowest.

The only thing that made him somewhat curious was the team ranked fourth.

They had actually completed the mission in only four hours, with two of those hours spent traveling. How had they done it?

Who exactly had carried out the mission?

"Sir, there’s a photo I think you should see."

Hill suddenly walked over and handed Egghead a tablet.

A picture was displayed on it. It was somewhat blurry, apparently taken by a surveillance camera.

But no matter how blurry it was, the muscular body and the metal-textured mechanical arm were clearly visible.

"Sergeant Barnes. So it was him." Egghead nodded.

That explained it.

Sergeant Barnes had been the first Winter Soldier. The other five had all been modeled after him. He knew Hydra very well and could guess Hydra’s intentions and the five Winter Soldiers’ methods, allowing him to track them with maximum efficiency. That was normal.

However, his target had been the strongest Winter Soldier, who had also been supported by Hydra’s elite forces. If he could still complete the mission under those circumstances, the reason likely lay in that mechanical arm.

Thinking of the Secondary Adamantium Master Wang had requested before, Egghead understood.

A mechanical arm made from such precious metal was almost as valuable as Captain America’s shield. How could Hydra’s people compare?

"Sir, Sergeant Barnes isn’t the key point."

Hill offered a kind reminder and pointed to the corner of the image. "Look here."

Egghead was slightly startled and followed Hill’s finger.

There was another person there, though only half his body had been captured. He could be identified as a muscular white man, but his face was not visible, so there was no way to tell who he was.

That wasn’t important.

What mattered was that he held something with only one corner exposed. It looked like a shield.

The outermost edge was red, followed by white, then blue, along with a partial white point.

A five-pointed star.

Those images, seen countless times in movies and television, in comics, on posters everywhere, and in every American’s heart.

Anyone who took one look could recognize that shield.

It was Captain America’s shield!

"Sir, the technicians performed a simple image comparison. This man’s build is almost identical to Captain America’s… His butt and chest were the easiest parts to identify," Hill said.

Egghead took a deep breath.

Then turned around.

And looked at Old Wang.

"Master Wang, I need an explanation!"

The office was exceptionally quiet.

Everyone’s gaze fell on Old Wang.

Egghead and Hill looked at him with both burning curiosity and confusion, but above all, longing. They longed for his confirmation.

Captain America was a legend, a legend that existed only in people’s hearts.

And now, a legend had suddenly appeared before the world. Was this Master Wang’s prank, or was it real?

"Skye said that Sergeant Barnes had been carrying out a top-secret mission all this time," Hill suddenly said.

So that mission had actually been to find Captain America?

You hid something this important from us all along?

Did you even know what Captain America meant?

If he appeared in New York Times Square or Washington Square, everyone would probably go insane!

Egghead had thought even further than Hill.

Although they had the Resurrection Serum and he was confident he could handle the leaders of various countries and preserve S.H.I.E.L.D., that still wasn’t enough.

It was fundamentally impossible for S.H.I.E.L.D. to regain its former glory, much less go even further.

But if Captain America had truly been revived, joined S.H.I.E.L.D., and was willing to cooperate with publicity efforts, then it would be different.

Everything that had happened before flashed through his mind, especially what Master Wang had said six hours ago.

"Five Winter Soldiers can’t buy a Sky Carrier, but surely there’s something that can, right?"

He had not understood then, but now he probably did.

Could Captain America’s value equal that of a Sky Carrier?

It really… was hard to say!

In that instant, Egghead felt a little fortunate.

Just that morning, he had given Agent Coulson a Resurrection Serum and told him to personally go to the hospital to inject Ms. Carter.

On one hand, Ms. Carter was one of S.H.I.E.L.D.’s founders and held a special position. On the other, he valued her abilities and connections. S.H.I.E.L.D. needed her, and he needed her support as well. Not only could she not die, she had to regain her strength and vitality.

Now, it seemed that decision had been correct.

The person most capable of keeping Captain America in this world was probably Ms. Carter.

Just as he was thinking that, a voice sounded. "Internal communication request. Secure line 314. Philip J. Coulson, Level 8 Agent."

It seemed there was a result… Egghead instantly regained his confidence and could not help slamming the table. "Put it through."

Coulson’s projection appeared, his expression somewhat strange. "Sir, Ms. Carter refused."

Egghead froze.

Why? Why would she refuse?

Even if she had lived enough and seen through everything, she still shouldn’t refuse!

After thinking for a moment, Egghead said gravely, "Agent Coulson, tell Ms. Carter immediately that we found Captain America. He’s alive. We’ll bring the Captain to see her soon. She should remain in her best condition. They still have a date."

Coulson did not move. He was not even surprised.

His expression became even stranger. "Sir, I already know."

Already knew?

You’re my subordinate. I only just learned about this, yet you already knew?

Am I the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., or are you?

"Ms. Carter told me."

Coulson said, "She said that Captain America and Sergeant Barnes visited her last night. They also brought ten Resurrection Serums. So… she doesn’t need it."

Egghead froze.

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