Heaven had allowed him to see Bucky, which was a grace—a pity for his service to the nation and its people; even God Himself pitied him.
But now, someone had destroyed this precious, hard-won grace. How could he not be angry?
Ever since his parents died, Bucky had always looked out for him, protected him.
Bucky was his closest brother, the one he would lay down his life for.
In Steve's heart, not even Peggy Carter could compare to Bucky. Their bond was something priceless.
Watching Steve cry and shout, Bucky—who was present—felt the same.
Only he truly understood the depth of their brotherhood.
Bucky held Steve with one hand and shouted, "Steve, wake up! Wake up! That's all in the past, do you understand?!"
"HYDRA has risen from the ashes. They weren't destroyed back then, and I was just rescued from their base. Do you understand?!"
"Now, don't be angry. Don't be sad! They'll try to dull your mind, make you misjudge things. Wait for me to recover from my injuries, and then we'll go destroy them again!"
"Pull yourself together, Steve!"
Bucky's words hit like a hammer to Steve's head.
HYDRA… was still alive? Hadn't he destroyed their base?
How could this be? Had all his efforts been for nothing?
With a jolt, Steve snapped awake. He stared at Bucky with wide eyes.
"Are you telling the truth? They're still alive?"
"You're not hallucinating, are you? I saw Red Skull swallowed by an invisible light with my own eyes!"
Steve firmly believed his own judgment—the base was destroyed, Red Skull was gone.
But Bucky shook his head slightly.
"It's not like that. Red Skull was only one head of HYDRA. They have many branches, hidden too deeply. No one knows where they are or who else is involved."
Having been captured, Bucky had briefly seen the complex inner structure of HYDRA. They were like unkillable cockroaches.
Steve felt a crushing weight. He had only eliminated one branch?
All the years of praise, cheers, and adoration from the people… it was all fake.
When he returned, walking down the street, he was more popular than anyone—even international superstars and presidents couldn't compare.
Heh heh.
Steve gave a bitter smile. So, it was all a lie. How ironic. He wasn't a true hero.
Steve's expression turned self-deprecating. Perhaps, in HYDRA's eyes, he was just a clown, an arrogant brute.
"Steve, don't be like that. You are a hero!"
Peggy took his hand, gently comforting him. This wasn't Steve's fault.
It was too easy for evil to hide in that era. She couldn't bear to see him so down.
Destroying HYDRA had always been his pride and duty—and he had done it well.
"Yes, even if HYDRA is still out there, we'll destroy them again, won't we?"
"Have you forgotten your responsibilities, Steve? Your vows?"
As Steve's mentor, Bucky had instilled ideas in him since childhood—he knew exactly how to awaken Steve's fighting spirit.
Sure enough, a single word reignited the dreamer.
HYDRA is still there? Then we destroy it again!
If I, Captain America, succeeded once, I can succeed twice!
"Thank you, brother! You understand me better than anyone!"
Steve's eyes lit up. His fighting spirit returned, his passion reignited, and he found the meaning of his existence again: destroy HYDRA and live with Bucky forever.
"Oh, you're alive!"
Bucky grinned. This was his brother!
Then he teased, "Hurry up—help me clean the wound and bandage it, or I'll kick the bucket."
"Oh, right, right. Peggy, you have a first-aid kit here, don't you?"
Steve slapped his forehead, suddenly remembering Bucky's bleeding.
It was strange—how could a severed arm have so little blood? Had he been injected with some serum?
It must be. Otherwise, how could he have survived so long unchanged?
Peggy quickly nodded. "Sharon, go get the first-aid kit and help Bucky clean and bandage it."
As an agent, she had all sorts of emergency supplies at home.
Sharon moved quickly, soon bringing the kit to clean and disinfect Bucky's severed arm before bandaging it.
"Bucky, what's with your arm? Why doesn't the wound look new?"
Steve finally examined it clearly and asked, confused.
"Alas, it wasn't new to begin with. They replaced my arm with a bionic one. That strength… it's incredible. I became their experiment subject," Bucky sighed.
Hearing this, Steve's anger boiled over. So that was it!
His hatred for HYDRA reached its peak—an unending war, to kill them all.
"Don't worry, brother. We'll get revenge together!"
Steve squeezed Bucky's hand, gritting his teeth.
"I believe you!"
Bucky looked at Steve with overflowing emotion.
While the two brothers poured out their hearts, Leo was not idle.
"Red Queen, send the video of Bucky abusing Howard to our classmate, Iron Man Tony Stark."
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