Sentinel

Chapter 331 Tracking
Central Park Cafe, Greenwich Village, New York.

Sitting on the side sofa in casual attire and a peaked cap, Steve is now a wanted man by S.H.I.E.L.D. An hour ago, Alexander Pierce, who replaced Fury, issued an arrest warrant for himself.

If he hadn't been aware of it earlier, Steve might have been lost in the SHIELD headquarters. The current situation is not clear. As the director of SHIELD, Nick Fury is dead or alive. He must find out the truth.

Greenwich Village, also known as the West Village, is the headquarters of American counterculture, where artists, radicals, and rebels have gathered since the end of the last century.Most of the people who live here are writers, artists and actors.

Rock singer Bob Dylan once sang the voice of rebellion in the 60s here, and famous Hollywood movie stars Robert Deroni and Al Pacino also tried their best in the small theater here before they starred in "The Godfather" , Chasing the dream of performing arts.

The roads in this area are intricate, very different from the checkerboard urban planning, and there are relatively few surveillance cameras, which made Steve choose to hide here.After he left Pierce's conference room, he took a USB flash drive from Fury's office while no one was paying attention. The real content of the encrypted message was to tell where it was.

"Captain, your camouflage skills are really not very good."

Just as Steve was holding a cup of coffee and thinking about what to do next, a woman who was also modestly dressed sat next to him.

"Before SHIELD's quick response special forces arrive, you have half an hour to decide whether you should trust me or not." Natasha said softly.

"Fury said you were on a secret mission, and he also told me not to trust anyone."

Steve stared closely at the top agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., known as the "Black Widow", who, like Hawkeye Button, was Fury's right-hand man.

"I know who took Fury." Natasha's tone was flat, "Many intelligence agencies don't believe his existence. He is called 'Winter Soldier'. In the past 50 years, he is considered to be involved in more than 20 assassinations. Five years ago, I was escorting a nuclear physics engineer out of the Middle East, and someone blew a tire on my car near Odessa, and a bullet went through me and hit the engineer."

Natasha lifted the hem of her coat, revealing the scar on the right side of her lower abdomen. After losing contact with Nick Fury, the female agent followed Captain America closely. Like Maria Hill, they all thought that they could only Trust Steve Rogers.

If there is anyone else, it is absolutely impossible to be a Hydra spy, it must be Captain America.There is no doubt about his morality and character.

"It's impossible to track the Winter Soldier. I tried, and it's a ghost." Natasha was terrified.

The dangerous experience five years ago, even thinking about it now, is scary. The other party is like a machine, completing the task calmly and rationally, and then walked away.

It wasn't messy at all, and she didn't even see the shadow of the other party. If it wasn't for the former Soviet bullet left in the engineer's skull, Natasha might have thought it was a dream.

"Then let's find out who this ghost is." Steve replied.

He is a veteran who never knew what it means to back down.Since Fury left a clue for himself before he was taken away, it would be good to follow the clues to find it.

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Three hours later, Steve and his fellow Natasha came to the Lehigh training camp in New Jersey. This is the place where Captain America once received recruit training, full of memories of the era.

They evaded two searches by the SHIELD quick-response special forces, and then opened the USB flash drive in a crowded electronic mall. The internal data was protected by artificial intelligence and could not be read, so Natasha used The tracking program has located the exact location where the signal was sent.

Steve never thought that one day he would return to this place. The training camp has been abandoned for a long time, and the grass has grown overgrown. It has obviously been reduced to a useless building, and it is estimated that it will be demolished and razed in a short time.

Looking at the rusty flagpole erected, the roar of Colonel Phillips seemed to echo in Steve's ears. At that time, he was still a small and thin man, relying on Dr. Erkins to open the back door, and then passed Military medical examination.

No matter which training program, he was always the last one. Colonel Phillips once couldn't understand why Dr. Erkins chose himself. It wasn't until later that he understood the saying, 'Character is more important than muscle'.

Steve Rogers has lived up to the expectations of Dr. Erkins, he has always done the right thing and tried to be a good person who can be trusted.

"This is a wrong location. There is no thermal image, no signal, and no radio waves." Natasha took out the instrument to scan around, and said in frustration.

She felt that she had been cheated, had come all the way from New York to New Jersey, and found nothing.In this abandoned training camp, every barracks has been checked, and there is nothing suspicious.

"No, we didn't look in the wrong place. Military regulations prohibit the storage of military supplies within 500 yards of the barracks... This building should not exist."

Steve waved the vibrating gold shield and cut off the iron lock on the warehouse gate. Inside was the office stronghold of the Strategic Science Corps. There were many portraits on the wall, including Colonel Phillips, Howard Stark, and Peggy Carter. An old man from the last century.

After some investigation, they found a secret space behind the bookcase. They took the elevator all the way down and entered a large computer room. The antique-like servers were covered with dust, and it seemed that no one had taken care of them for a long time.

Perhaps the sensor was touched, and the lights inside the computer room turned on one by one. Natasha saw a brand new data interface on the operating table, and it seemed that someone had guessed their arrival.

I tried to insert the USB flash drive, and then the silence was broken, and the whole computer room began to operate. It is really unbelievable that these old antiques can still work normally.

The dense and noisy turning sound echoed, and a line of green text lit up on the retro screen, "Do you want to start the system?" Natasha replied YES without much hesitation.

From the moment they stepped into this place, everything was full of strangeness.Steve remained silent, with a slight vigilance in his heart, as if someone was deliberately leading him, the barracks where he had been training, the stronghold of the Strategic Science Corps, and this large underground computer room.

He vaguely felt that there was a pair of invisible eyes watching him. Perhaps, as Fury said, a huge conspiracy enveloped him, and the opponent hid in the darkness that no one knew, looking down on everyone.

The data streamed into green characters were constantly refreshed, and finally formed a blurred human face. The camera on the console slowly turned and scanned the two people in front of it.

"Steve Rogers, born 1918... Natasha Alia Lozna Romanov..."

Words with a strong Russian accent came from the computer, and the blurred face changed into anthropomorphic expressions from time to time, which seemed quite strange.

(End of this chapter)