Til The End Of The Line [1]

Chapter 3: Bucky's P.O.V.

     A/N: I don't like doing these that much, but I wanted to say that any translations will be under the given phrase, and will be bolder and underlined.

     We set all Quinn's things in the barracks, which wasn't much. He only had a small black knapsack and an extra pair of boots.
     He groaned a little,"I feel naked without my knife and gun. I tried to argue with Phillips to let me keep them before he sent me here, but no such luck."
     I smirked at Quinn's peculiar behavior, and we went off to get the other men. When we arrived they were all eating or playing cards. Just messing around to pass the time.
     I cleared my throat, then shouted,"Attention!"
     Only a few turned their heads, and I sighed. I looked to Quinn who was smirking evilly. At that point I realized he truly was an evil genius. I didn't know what to expect, but I knew it when I heard it.
     Quinn whistled so loud I thought I might go deaf, then he shouted,"Everyone Shut It!"
     That got people's attention and I laughed internally at their irritation.
     "This is Agent Quinn!" I introduced loudly,"He'll be our spy, and will teach you all some valuable hand-to-hand lessons, so head to the clearing for your first class!"
     Once we were all in the clearing, Quinn stepped up and asked if I could join him for some demonstrations. I joined him and everyone took a few steps back to give us some room.
     "The key is using your opponent's strength and size against them!" Quinn called, and was about to continue, when he was interrupted.
     "That might work on a shorty like you, but it don't work too well on men like us!" I heard Hodge call. I looked from Hodge to Quinn, noticing how short he was for the first time.
     "Your name soldier?" Quinn asked, not at all angry or serious.
     "Hodge."
     "Come join me Hodge," Quinn ordered, and I joined the front of the group, anticipating his next actions.
     "You gonna show me some moves kid. I could take you down easily," Hodge taunted as he took a ready stance.
     Quinn Smirked,"Barnes, I would like you to time this, and tell everyone at camp how long it lasts."
    I gave a quick nod, as he handed me a stop watch, then turned back to Hodge with a bored expression. Unlike Hodge, Quinn stood with his arms by his sides, and his feet only a few inches apart.
     Quinn gave a nod and I shouted,"Begin!" Then I started the stop watch.
     Hodge charged forward, and Quinn smirked, the left corner of his mouth rising. Hodge swung his fist at Quinn's face, but he had already ducked. Grabbing Hodge's right arm and twisting it, Quinn used Hodge's forward momentum and weight to force him to the ground. He had Hodge's arms behind his back in such a way that if Quinn wanted, he could dislocate them easily. I stopped the stop watch and looked to Quinn.
     "Now since I'm so nice," He cooed," I won't dislocate your shoulder."
     I was looking at the stop watch in awe. It was stopped at 3 seconds exactly.
     " The time Barnes?" Quinn asked, standing up.
     "3 seconds exactly," I replied, almost dazed.
     "I must have gotten a late start," Quinn chuckled,"I've taken people down in 1 & 1/2 before."
     Hodge sulked back to his original place in the crowd. After that we continued with the lesson. Quinn had people pair up and practice the combo he had just performed. He would go in rounds to each group, correcting their technique and form. After people seemed to get the hang of it, he went back to the front.
     "Barnes!" He called me up, the turned back to the group,"You'll also need to know how to roll properly, but we'll do that tomorrow. Now, I'll teach you how to destabilize and trip your opponent."
     Then he turned to me and took a ready stance, and I followed.
     "Barnes, I want you to punch me as hard as you can," He said seriously, then gestured to his face,"right in the face. Don't hold back."
     I was confused, but did as I was told. However, before my fist made contact, Quinn grabbed it and punched me in the gut with surprising force. I staggered back and Quinn crouched down, swiping his leg out and tripping me.
     "Pair up!" Quinn shouted, offering me a hand,"If you get that quick enough, I'll show you how to disarm an enemy."
     I took Quinn's hand and stood, then said,"You know, for a little guy, you're pretty strong."
     "Yeah, I gathered that," Quinn said, scanning the crowd,"Looks like Hodge is off brooding. You can partner with me."
     After about 100 tries, I finally got it right. Instead of being mad about getting knocked on his ass though, Quinn was ecstatic. He took me outstretched hand, and practically leapt up.
     "Это было великолепно!" He exclaimed,"Absolutely brilliant!"
(That was brilliant!)
     "Uh, thanks," I replied," You speak, uh...?"
     "Russian," He replied smoothly, regaining his calm demeanor,"In my line of work one needs certain talents."
     After showing how to disarm an enemy, Quinn passed around fake knives, and the men all succeeded fairly quick. Quinn stepped up to the front again to address the group.
     "We've got some extra time!" He called,"Make a large circle!"
     We did as he said, then looked around, wondering what we were about to do.
     "This is a little fun to test your abilities!" Quinn called stepping into the middle of the circle,"Who wants to fight me?"