The Soldier spent the next thirty-six hours alone, his injuries monitored as well as his behaviour now that he had been separated from the other weapon. He was even plied with questions about his association, why he had slept, how had he felt, who was the other weapon present. They pressed him to answer, and whatever he said appeared to please his team. Bonded and secured to one another but not with the added troublesome memories that would cause resistance.
He was put back into the cryofreeze when the stitches were removed, and time passed before he was thawed and given a mission. He was to take out a terrorist cell in China funded by the government and was apparently distinctly against HYDRA. The cell had fifty high-level members and their guards in together for a meeting, and he was to take them out.
Only the need to make the destruction complete and a presentation of the might of the hidden organization, he would not be working alone. He was being sent with the Commander, a weapon much like him but more advanced in running missions and able to achieve maximum destruction where he was more subtle in his workings. He was to follow the lead of the Commander, he being assigned as the Soldier.
He parachuted to the drop zone and read the mission debriefing once more before doing an equipment check. He set the communicator into his ear, hidden under his lengthening hair that now hung to the bottom of his ears and had a distinct shaggy look. He flexed his shoulders in his uniform and settled to wait for the arrival of his Commander.
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He was put back into the cryofreeze when the stitches were removed, and time passed before he was thawed and given a mission. He was to take out a terrorist cell in China funded by the government and was apparently distinctly against HYDRA. The cell had fifty high-level members and their guards in together for a meeting, and he was to take them out.
Only the need to make the destruction complete and a presentation of the might of the hidden organization, he would not be working alone. He was being sent with the Commander, a weapon much like him but more advanced in running missions and able to achieve maximum destruction where he was more subtle in his workings. He was to follow the lead of the Commander, he being assigned as the Soldier.
He parachuted to the drop zone and read the mission debriefing once more before doing an equipment check. He set the communicator into his ear, hidden under his lengthening hair that now hung to the bottom of his ears and had a distinct shaggy look. He flexed his shoulders in his uniform and settled to wait for the arrival of his Commander.