Sitting opposite the red skeleton on a summer night.

In front of them is a light blue energy field.

The red skeleton reached out and gently touched the light blue energy, but did not find that the energy showed the slightest attack, but... Indestructible.

It seems that no matter how much force is exerted on it, it is meaningless.

Summer night smiled gently: "don't waste your energy. Scientists are terrible, aren't they? Many years ago, Dr. Erskine could make you from an ordinary person to a red skeleton, but now... This energy field is even thinner than paper, but you can't pass through it and can only be imprisoned by it."

"I've always understood the horror of science."

Red skull, John Schmidt took back his hand and looked out at the summer night: "it's just that we seem to have some differences in its usage."

"In fact, there is no difference." summer night said, "you use it to conquer the world, and I use it to protect the world. In the process, whether for protection or aggression, we always kill. From the perspective of killing alone, there is no difference between us."

"I thought this might be what I wanted to say." Schmidt frowned. Well, in fact, he didn't have an eyebrow: "don't you feel ashamed of yourself for claiming the existence of justice? Feel... Uneasy for being able to say such a thing?"

"No." summer night smiled: "I protect the world, I am proud, I am proud, why should I be ashamed? And you... In order to conquer the world and realize your ambition, you have filled your throne with countless human lives. Won't you feel ashamed?"

Schmidt in his cell fell silent.

But the summer night slowly stood up: "you may have borne the loneliness for a long time, so how can you bear more?"

"I thought you would have some questions to ask me?" Schmidt said silently when he saw that summer night was leaving.

"Yes." summer night looked back at him: "but suddenly I don't want to ask."

Waving his hand, the summer night gradually goes away and darkness falls. The light blue light curtain is not enough to provide a visual light source.

Schmidt simply closed his eyes: "you will come back, you will come back to me."

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After returning to the upper level, the summer night was always silent.

At his side, Natasha looked at his side face, but she didn't have much doubt, but there was a faint sadness in her eyes.

This sadness does not belong to Natasha, but is simply infected by summer night.

Another person may not know what summer night is thinking, but Natasha knows... For her, summer night is always a special existence.

A child superhero, the protagonist of bedtime stories.

When I was in love, I also felt distressed for the experience of summer night... I once envied agent Carter who had worked with summer night.

Finally, when she really faced it, the man walked into her life.

It's different from the legend, but... Those stories are always in my mind. Even in the past few years, they can't be erased.

Therefore, she knew that summer night was thinking of a person who had died for many years and even had been forgotten in the long river of history.

"You know what? Actually, I can make the super soldier serum Steve used at any time."

Summer night suddenly opened his mouth.

Natasha did not speak, but waited quietly.

After waiting for a moment, I heard the summer night say, "it's just... Some people are afraid of that future, so sometimes I don't know what to do. Serum can be made and mass produced, but some exist... No."

After a long breath, the summer night quickened its pace.

Natasha stood where she was and didn't follow. Sometimes, men also need some independent space.

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It is still the roof of Caspian camp. This time, it is still a summer night alone.

Although winter soldier Bucky has returned, it is said that he was called out by Steve today. This pair of good friends got together again. Naturally, Bucky won't go to the roof of Caspian camp to bask in the sun.

Sitting there in the summer night, looking up at the sky, the image of a bald uncle came to mind.

In fact, for summer night, it's so easy to follow that bald uncle to study at first... Unfortunately, if you can really become an ordinary scientific researcher in your life

He thought of this, but smiled bitterly: "in that case, I might have died long ago, and I wouldn't have met Li Xiaomi. But similarly, I don't have the responsibility now."

He patted his face gently: "super soldier, it won't be all over the world. You made things and you can take them away. Schmidt was caught by me. Although it may be a little late, um, 70 years late, it... Is finished? Whether you blame me or not... It's probably just like this."

The only response to him was the gentle breeze and the withered mountains.

Summer night, the corners of his mouth aroused a smile and rubbed his forehead.

Countless memories of the past began to emerge in his mind, some even thought he had forgotten, some wanted to forget, but did not dare to forget. Some even dare not recall

Along the way, too many things have happened to him.

There are happiness, pain, hatred and kindness.

Many things, even if you don't say it, can you really erase them from your memory?

The indicator light on the bracelet flickered, summer night rubbed her face, and Natasha appeared in front of him: "hank PIM's communication."

Summer night nodded: "take it."

Natasha nodded and carefully asked, "are you okay?"

"Nothing." summer night smiled: "it's a good thing."

Natasha didn't know why. After cutting off the communication, an audio access came in: "ha ha, you are really busy now. I dialed the phone before and thought I had the wrong number."

"Sorry." summer night stood up from the roof: "I didn't mean not to answer your phone, but I'm really worried these two days. But now it's OK. Is it time for me to fulfill my promise?"

Hank was silent for a moment and said, "help me and see how a person is?"

"Hmm? Just look?" summer night smiled and said, "if you need anything, just ask."

"No... just looking," hank said. "Or... Staring."