We are currently following Captain America, Natasha Romanoff and two others. Samual Wilson and Jasper Sitwell. One of our HYDRA spies on the inside of S.H.I.E.L.D. He has been compromised and has to be taken out. He wasn't one of our main targets.
The Soldier gets out of the car and stands on the roof as we were getting closer to the car. He jumps off of our car to theirs. He pulls out Sitwell and throws him into traffic. Well, he's officially dead. The targets car slams on the breaks as The Soldier goes flying off a couple of feet in front of the car. He stands there still.
"On znayet, kak sdelat' vkhod." Says one of the guys in Russian. He knows how to make a entrance.
"On Zimniy Soldat. On yavlyayetsya bol'shim delom." I say back in Russian as I shrug my shoulders. He is The Winter Soldier. He is a big deal.
"Ram yego!" I yell. Ram it!
I get on the roof of our car as they slam into the back of targets car. The Winter Soldier jumps back onto their car, smashes through the windscreen and pulls out the steering wheel. I could hear the gunshots coming from their car. The Winter Soldier jumps onto the hood of our car. I pull out my guns and start shooting at the tires and back windshield. Our car starts ramming into their car again as it was getting ready to flip over. The trio slide on the car door through the streets. They get up as we get off of the car and walk to them. The Winter Soldier fires a large gun which causes one of the targets to go flying off of the bridge and into a bus that crashes into another vehicle.
"YA poluchil yego." I say as I jump off of the bridge toward the flipped over bus. I got him.
I pull out my gun and see the male target laying on the ground. I hold my gun up as his shield comes flying at me. I duck just in time to miss the shield but not enough time to block his punch.
He launched his foot out connecting it with my shin. Pain erupted throughout my leg. My knees buckled but I held tight. I curled my hands into fist and fired repeatedly each one harder than the last. First shot in the nose. Second Stomach. Third and fourth to the chest. The rest were all shoulders and rib cage hits. I twisted launching my foot out in a round house kick. It landed firmly on his chest shoving him backwards. He stumbled and hit the floor.
I jumped on him pinning him down on the ground as he knees me in the stomach. I held my ground as my fist pounded repeatedly into his nose. I brought my fist back hard and slammed it into his nose. Catching me off guard his fists pounded on my chest so fast I didn't have time to block them. After he got about 5 or 6 punches in I grabbed his wrist and twisted it. I yanked him forward then kicked him hard in the chest sending him stumbling back.
Unfortunately that was with the leg where I had just had my shin practically destroyed earlier. He wrestled me to the ground again. His arms hooked around my throat and forced me to the floor.
"I know you." He says. Know me? How?
I slide one of my throwing knives into my hand and go to stab him. He lets go of me and blocks the knife. I catch my breath as I throw a few knives at him. He soon charges and kicks me right through the bus into a car. My head and body ached with pain.
I could see The Winter Soldier in pursuit of the frmale target as our men go after the male target and Samual who both were fighting impressively. The sound of a bomb exploding causes the the male target to take off running into that direction. I start running after him as I take another one of my guns out and start shooting. He takes cover behind a car and throws his shield. I hide behind a car and kept shooting. He takes off again at the sound of a gunshot. I follow after him and see the soldier holding his gun up to the female target. Captain runs up to the Soldier and uses his shield as an actual shield. I take off running for Natasha.
She noticed me and charges forward. I quickly whip to the side then spin around to face her back pushing it then tripping her with my foot. She hits the ground and turns to face me smirking.
"Your good." She exhaled.
I put my hands up and jog over to her. The female target gets up quick and turns to do a round house kick that I dodge shortly after punching her in the ribs. She stumbles back clutching her ribs. My knuckles ached with pain but I kept going. She then walks over to me and does left hook, swinging it back around and uppercut. Hitting me a couple of times. It was a system she did. Then after the uppercut she would do a kick with her legs.
"You are good too." I duck under the left hook grabbing onto her arm before it came back.
Her other arm tried to pry my fingers off as I grab onto that one. I then kneed her repeatedly til she fell to the ground and punched her in the face. She started to breath heavily and groan. The female target soon slide underneath and was on top punching me now. I tried to block but I felt my lip bust. The taste of blood in my mouth was gross. I reach up and punch her in the face. Didn't expect that coming. She stops punching while holding her face. Now is my chance, I wiggle out from under her. I got back up putting my hands up. It took her a couple of seconds but she got back up putting her hands up. I charge at her. My body instantly knows what to do. I started throwing punches and kicks to her. She falls to the ground as I get on top of her and punch her repeatedly. It was to the point where I couldn't stop I just kept going. Something picks me up off the ground. I wasn't using my powers something literally has me. I look up and see the man, Samual Wilson with bird wings. What the hell?
I pull my feet to my chest and kick Samual as he let go of me with ease. Normally I would wonder why he would let go that easily then I realize we were at least a hundred feet up from the ground. I was falling down fast, the soldier who was also attacked by the bird wings catches me. He sets me down on the ground. He goes to shoot at the Captain as Natasha shoots a large gun. The soldier grabs and pulls me out the way. We take off running back to base.

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