The facility was as good as done, but Brock still grabbed a gun to help out with the mop up, not about to miss an opportunity fight alongside Captain Rogers. His lower back still itched, but he ignored that when he had to twist and fire, keeping the normal rifles rather than those made by HYDRA. He'd get his chance with those soon enough.
The march was actually a struggle for him, given the distance that they were required to go. He was by no means the worst off, so he didn't complain and kept pace, the bounce of is dogtags against his chest a rhythm that he kept to put one foot in front of the other until they made camp. He helped to distribute the little food and water that they had, noting that Captain Roger's slipped away.
He followed after a few minutes, aware of the problem. It would be so easy to put a bullet into the man's head, but the Skull wanted Rogers alive and useful. His job was to deliver on that need and to gather intelligence on the American war effort. So, he would have to do that.
He came to lean his shoulder against the side of the tree, looking in the same distance as Steve. "We've got a few Lieutenants who can get the men back across the line. If you want to go, I'll cover for you. You might be the only man alive who can play the one-man army game, but just know that if you die or get captured, Schmidt wins. No one else can stand up to him."
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The march was actually a struggle for him, given the distance that they were required to go. He was by no means the worst off, so he didn't complain and kept pace, the bounce of is dogtags against his chest a rhythm that he kept to put one foot in front of the other until they made camp. He helped to distribute the little food and water that they had, noting that Captain Roger's slipped away.
He followed after a few minutes, aware of the problem. It would be so easy to put a bullet into the man's head, but the Skull wanted Rogers alive and useful. His job was to deliver on that need and to gather intelligence on the American war effort. So, he would have to do that.
He came to lean his shoulder against the side of the tree, looking in the same distance as Steve. "We've got a few Lieutenants who can get the men back across the line. If you want to go, I'll cover for you. You might be the only man alive who can play the one-man army game, but just know that if you die or get captured, Schmidt wins. No one else can stand up to him."