"Everything here has been prepared for war," Sam Wilson concluded.
Seeing Bucky Barnes's confusion, he pointed at the pitch-black tunnel beyond the window. Massive lighting installations flashed past one after another in the darkness. Based on the distance between the lights and their carriage, as well as the spacing between the lights themselves, Sam Wilson estimated the sheer breadth of the transportation network formed by the tracks running parallel to theirs. They had no way of determining their exact location, but as a professional soldier, Sam Wilson gathered as much intelligence as he could. He removed the Redwing Drone from his equipment and used the thermal imaging system linked to its HUD goggles to scan the view outside.
"Count three more. Three, two, one—another light! See? This underground space is definitely larger than we imagined, and this underground transportation network must lead to places no one knows about. Such a powerful network would have an enormous capacity for transporting supplies and personnel. Add the rock layers capable of withstanding a nuclear blast, the factories and cities we saw... If this underground network connects all of them, then even after a nuclear winter and a second nuclear strike, those cities could still move supplies and people around. It might even be possible to maintain social order."
Sam Wilson clicked his tongue repeatedly. "This is insane. What kind of government would spend a fortune building infrastructure that might never be used? As far as I know, this government has not existed for very long, and we all know this place's economy was not exactly thriving in the past. How did your Old Friend make so much money to throw away while maintaining such a colossal project?"
"As far as I know, he has never worried about money." Natasha Romanoff did not tell