"Let's see, what we found!" In the production factory, Smit holds a document in his hand and has a wanton smile on his face.

In front of Smit, a frail prisoner of war in tattered prison uniforms was held in a chair,

"Bucky. Barnes! "Smit went to the future Winter Soldier, a good friend of Team America, Bucky. Barnes grabbed Bucky by the hair with his hand and lifted his head up.

"Special Operators member Steve. Rogers' best friend, good brother! Smit bent his eyes and put his head in front of Bucky.

"Phew!" A weakened Bucky spits a mouthful of bloody phlegm into Smidt's face.

"Bold!"

"Damn!" When the guard behind Smit saw this, he cried out excitedly.

Smit loosened Bucky's hair, stood up straight, stopped the guard's movements, took a handkerchief from his bag and wiped his face.

"Join us, Bucky. Barnes! Smit looked at Bucky and said coldly.

"Dreaming!" Bucky asked decisively.

"Your persistence is useless, you will become our one sooner or later!" Smit said as he pressed the handkerchief against Bucky's head.

With that, Smit didn't pay any more attention to Bucky's reaction and turned to walk outside.

"Tell Dr. Zora to come to my office!" Walking down the aisle, Smit commanded the guards behind him.

"Yes, Chief!" The guard replied respectfully.

In the office, Dr. Zola, who had been informed, hurried over.

Standing behind the desk, Smit saw Dr. Zola pushing the door in, and said with a smile, "Doctor, I need your help?" ”

"What's the matter?" Dr. Zola asked.

"I found an interesting guy from the POWs." As he spoke, Smit picked up the materials on the table and handed them to Dr. Zola.

"Bucky. Barnes! Dr. Zola read the material with a slight frown.

After reading it carefully, Dr. Zola put down the information in his hand and looked at Smidt, "What do you mean?" ”

"I'm going to make him our man," Smit said in a calm tone, "and let him get back to America and get close to Steve. Rogers! ”

"I can try!" Dr. Zola hesitated for a moment, then hesitated.

"I'll leave it all to you!" Smit walked up to Dr. Zora and said in a pretended cordiality.

.............

New York, USA, at the base of the Strategic Scientific Reserve Forces.

Under the leadership of Zheng Jian, 10 members of the special combat team came to the experimental area.

"Rogers, this is the shield and shock suit I made for you!" Howard was the first to pick up Rogers' gear and hand it to Team America.

When the American team took it, they looked at it curiously, like children who had received a new toy.

"It's made of vibranium, and it can absorb most of the energy..... Howard explained, standing next to Rogers.

After explaining to Rogers, Howard handed the rest of the equipment to the other nine men.

Unlike Rogers, the rest of the rigs are all standard gear.

Shock suits, alloy daggers, and reinforced firearms, this is the standard equipment of the special combat team.

After getting the equipment, everyone eagerly tried it on, and some put on their uniforms, brandished daggers, and screamed excitedly.

"Alright, calm me down!" Zheng Jian, who was standing on the side, shouted, "Take the weapon and try it at the shooting range!" ”

Under Zheng Jian's order, all the people put on their battle uniforms and walked towards the shooting range with different firearms.

After testing the weapons and confirming that there were no problems, Zheng Jian returned to the barracks with the members of the special combat team, and after resting tonight, they were about to take a plane to Europe.

Because the special forces had fewer personnel, they only used one plane to bring everyone to Europe.

At this moment in the European theater, the offensive of the coalition forces was frustrated, and in the face of Hydra's powerful energy weapons, the coalition forces suffered heavy losses and could only retreat to the defense.

Because of confidentiality, Zheng Jian and the others were very low-key all the way, and under the arrangement of the military, they soon came to the front line.

On the military truck, everyone sat in the compartment, and the brutal scene they saw along the way made the atmosphere of the team a lot duller.

After a long muddy road, the rickety truck always reached its destination and stopped.

"Hahaha, George! Here we go! Phillips, who was in charge of leading the way, jumped out of the passenger seat, spread his hands, and shouted loudly.

"Phillips, you're finally here!" George, the commander of the 666th Division, excitedly hugged Phillips.

After the hug, Phillips took George to the members of the special operations team who had just gotten out of the car, "These guys are members of the special operations team, and they will be our sharpest bayonets!" ”

Hearing Phillips's introduction, George smiled and shook hands with everyone, but there was still a look of doubt in his eyes.

After a brief introduction to each other, the members of the special combat team were temporarily stationed in the 666th Division.

Because of the particularity of Zheng Jian's identity, in order to keep it secret for him, Rogers became the captain of the special operations team, responsible for communicating with George's other non-commissioned officers.

People who have just come to the front line, who have the reputation of a special combat team, but do not have any records, have been questioned and provoked a lot.

"Look, who is that? Isn't that a super member of our super, super, super special forces team? ”

"Hahaha!"

"Hawke, you're saying awesome!"

............

These provocations made the members of the special combat team very angry, and the members who could not make a move on their comrades held back their strength and waited for the arrival of the mission.

Soon, the special operations team received the first task, which was to uproot a military base in Hydra, 50 miles away.

Because it was the first mission, Zheng Jian chose to lead the team in person to avoid casualties.

In the evening, taking advantage of the night, the special combat team, under the leadership of Zheng Jian, started the first mission.

Judging from the information obtained by Zheng Jian, this base is only a small base, mainly used as a transit station.

The entire base is estimated to have more than 500 troops, and in addition to Hydra's soldiers, there are hundreds of coalition soldiers held inside.

Five miles away from the Hydra base, Zheng Jian temporarily stopped, turned to the team members behind him and said, "The enemy's support will be very fast, we must move quickly, otherwise it will be too late to transfer those soldiers." ”

After listening to Zheng Jian's words, everyone nodded silently and did not make a sound.

"This time I'm the main attack, Rogers is behind!" After Zheng Jian finished speaking, he turned back and continued to move forward.

At a distance of 5 miles, the special combat team quickly crossed over and stealthily came to the outside of the base.

Zheng Jian, who took the lead, quickly rushed to the outer wall of the base, stretched out his claws to climb the wall, and sneaked in through the window on the wall.

Entering the base, Zheng Jian carefully walked against the wall, and after solving the 5 patrolling soldiers along the way, he opened the gate of the base.

As soon as the door opened, the members of the special combat team who had been waiting outside quickly rushed in, and under the leadership of Zheng Jian, they rushed all the way to the place where the prisoners of war were held.

"Dada-da-da!" "Boom!"

The base is full of gunshots, explosions, and screams, and with Zheng Jian, a powerful output and plug-in player, the special combat team is very easy.

Not a single person was injured, no resistance was encountered, and the customs were successfully cleared in just ten minutes.

"Nick, Cucent, James are in charge of moving the wounded!"

"No problem, sir!"

"Rocky, Andy, Sam, you go gather information!"

"Roger, sir!"

"Rogers, you lead the others in charge of the guard."

"Yes, sir!"

After giving the order, Zheng Jian took the lead in walking out of the base, jumped onto a big tree, hid his figure, and paid attention to the performance of each special combat member.