People have a fundamental flaw: when there are no external enemies to threaten them, their own people become their rivals.
Captain America Rogers held his shield and walked alone toward the airfield where the helicopters were parked, knowing from intelligence that five more Winter Soldiers lay sleeping underground.
The Winter Soldiers were beings just like Winter Soldier Barnes; they had all been injected with the super-soldier serum, and their strength exceeded that of ordinary people.
Allowing them to come out and fight supervillains of Thanos's caliber was certainly not enough, but letting them out to deal with their own kind and wreak havoc would cause a level of devastation no less than that of Scarlet Witch Wanda.
It was perhaps even more terrifying.
The Winter Soldiers were the elite among special forces; they were proficient in using various firearms and explosives, and in operating transport vehicles like airplanes and tanks.
Their greatest specialties were assassination and terrorist attacks.
Some people said that Winter Soldier Barnes lost three parts of his edge after his redemption, but that statement was actually incorrect; he had not grown weaker, he simply had a bottom line in his actions.
If he were to let go completely and act without restraint, Winter Soldier would have a chance to kill every single superhero alive today.
As long as a superhero had family, friends, a soft underbelly, and a moral boundary, wanting to kill them was not difficult if the right methods were used.
That was why Captain America Rogers had hurriedly summoned five superheroes to accompany him to the World War II-era military facility left behind in Siberia.
He planned to deal with the Winter Soldiers the very moment they awoke.
A roaring sound came from the sky.
A trace of complex and ineffable helplessness appeared on