Allies

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Steve's POV

"Secure channel 7," I said, putting my helmet on as we reached the drop zone.

"Seven secure," Ryan replied, adjusting his com. He was my second for this mission.

I walked over and gave my crew their final instructions. We were going to be jumping out near our target while Rumlow continued on with his crew to the next location, which wasn't far by Quinjet time.

"Two minutes to drop zone, Cap," the pilot said. "We're currently at 2500 feet."

Ryan handed me a parachute. "Evans said you have to use this, Cap."

I leveled a look at him. "She threatened you, didn't she?"

He nodded, wide eyed. "How is someone so small and pretty so absolutely terrifying?"

"It's a talent," I ground out between gritted teeth. "You did what you were supposed to, Ryan. Anything from here on out is on me."

Ryan rubbed his neck awkwardly, his cheeks flushing. "Well, that's the thing, Cap. Evans promised she'd put in a good word with Agent Skye for me if I made sure you wore it off the jet."

I sighed and put the parachute on, knowing that she'd find out if I didn't wear it. "I'm only doing this because Skye's asked to meet you guys and I didn't introduce you when we were on the bus."

His answering grin was so wide I could see all of his teeth. I punched the cargo ramp button and strode down the ramp, waiting for the pilot's green light, my men lined up behind me, doing a final equipment check on each other.

"Go, Cap!" the pilot said and I stepped off the ramp, my men walking off right behind me with a slight gap between. I waited as long as possible to open my chute, needing to land before the rest of my men to clear the drop zone for them. When I got to a couple hundred feet, I started releasing my straps and collapsing my chute, sliding free of it for the final drop to land hard on my feet just as they noticed my approach. I had my icer out and knocked the sentries out in less than a minute.

"Drop zone prepped, all initial sentries out of commission." I said, watching the rest of my team approaching the landing zone.

"Cap, you better be sharing the rest with us," Ryan joked as he unhooked his parachute and moved into a better position to cover the team.

"I was planning on it," I grinned, gesturing at the approaching troops. "I just got a little carried away. It looks like there are plenty more for the rest of you."

I raised my shield, getting their attention. They focused on me, largely ignoring the rest of the team. This was why I wasn't allowed to run ops in this part of the world. For whatever reason, they would do anything to take me out, which lead to my suit being reinforced and upgraded to the point that it was almost as good as Tony's armor. My team launched gas and scatter-icer grenades that dropped a majority of the hostiles before they reached us, leaving the remaining forces in confusion.

"Again," I said quickly. "A second round before they realize what's going on."

"I think you're right, Cap," Isaac said, launching more scatter-icer grenades.

Ryan whooped. "Let's thin the ranks some more – they're still focused on Cap!"

I moved away from the rest of the team, covering myself with my shield completely as they started firing on me. My team took care of the rest of the hostiles, the shots ricocheting off my shield dwindling until nothing more came at me.

"All clear?" I asked, poking my head from behind the shield.

"All clear. I've never seen anything like that before, Cap." Ryan said as I stood up. "They really wanted a piece of you something fierce."

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