Of all the countless things Rogers said, he had no memory of any of them.
Yet whenever he faced Rogers's face, he always felt somewhat dazed whenever he focused, as though he kept associating that face with a small man.
"I'll stay with you until the end, Bucky."
Of all Rogers's words, the Winter Soldier remembered only this sentence, because it was the one that gave him the biggest headache.
Although it could not make him recall anything, the movements of the man before him still made Bucky frown deeply.
Even his originally resolute and icy attitude, his readiness to kill every one of them, had gradually been stirred by Rogers's repeated strikes.
In front of Rogers, that physical monster, as long as something was not completely indestructible, he could always wear it down bit by bit until he destroyed it completely.
After more than ten minutes, half the metal rods around Bucky had been severed by his shield, but that was all they had done—severed them.
At this rate, Rogers would need at least another hour to free Bucky from his restraints.
Fury stood in the distance, while Hill had also set aside her work and gone to stand beside him. "Director, are we really going to let Rogers release the Winter Soldier?"
Fury watched Rogers's movements, his voice calm. "Bucky can't cause much trouble here. Besides, no one here can stop Rogers right now. Me? You? Or Doctor Greco?"
There were only a handful of people permanently stationed at this secret base Hill had hurriedly located.
Most of them were maintaining the base's operations. The only truly important person was Doctor Greco, who had stitched Nick Fury's wounds back together.
To put it bluntly, Rogers could take down everyone in the entire base right now.
Of course, Rogers