Soldier Bucky Barnes Novels & Stories

a class one soldier who was confused by the ground war commander's sudden order, asked. Ben looked forward to where Evan De Kruk was crouching while hugging someone in soldier's clothing. "Didn't you see that? If the soldier I shot earlier wasn't King De Kruk, then why would Evan De Kruk be there and hugging that person?" Ben asked with a blank stare.

Jasper Milton snapped. When No. 108 realized the Chief's presence, he paused but did not put down his knife. "I am now disabled. Why should I still be alive?" "Soldier are no cowards. Even if you've broken your hands and feet, you don't have the right to end your life." Jasper Milton said in a low voice and walked towards No. 108.

only made me get distracted. I heard the whisper's of the first few rows as they didn't want to wake her up as well as something odd in the distance where we were headed. "So how'd you know what to do?" "I was trained as a hacker before I was able to wield a weapon. Only my family and now the people on this ship know about it. I can also create new things inside existing programs that will never get found out unless I want them too." Pride radiated from the child who had hacked the Shuttle incase of emergencies.

Everyone got silent as a man she saw that Matt followed behind, he climbed up on the makeshift stage and gave a speech. “Thank you, everyone for coming tonight for this occasion. As all know the evening will start with promoting ranks of soldiers who earned and were selfless and courageous in the battlefield. Soldiers who worked long and hard to earn the positions that are now to be given to them as in acknowledge and approval for all their hard work and actions they have done to protect us and our country and their brothers on the field.

"It is true. And one more thing, we have to develop this new substance into a cancer drug for my father and all the cancer patients. Before leaving that place, Eren and Doctor Rin kissed again passionately and full of warmth. -Year 2045- "Finally we have arrived at the bunker" said Captain Arnold as soon as they arrived in front of the big iron gate. Several soldiers guarding there immediately greeted the four of them. “Aren't you Jacob and Zoya?! You guys are back?!” one of the soldiers chirped happily. "Yes that's right. This is us. We will save the world!” said Jacob optimistically.

I asked pulling my legs to my chest “ I will do everything I can. But you just saved his life more than you know. So if you will please wait in the waiting room I will help save your brother's kidney and fix his bones. I promise to come and get you when you can see him again” he says as I watch him cover back up the whole he’s cut into him already.

Jackson kicked his door open and rolled out just as bullets started pinging against the armored plating. Shadows emerged from the fire. These weren't normal soldiers. One of Arthur's men walked through the flames. His clothes were burning, but he didn't seem to feel it. His eyes glowed with a faint, sick green light. He walked up to a car blocking his way and flipped it over with his bare hands. "They are enhanced," Jackson cursed. He aimed and fired. Bang! The shotgun blast hit the soldier in the chest. He stumbled back, fell... and then stood up again, shaking off the impact like a fly bite.

As soon as he had left the room, the poor scientist leaned against one of the machines as though he had lost all the strength in his legs. "I'm so sorry. I tried, but..." Dr. Hulsey whispered, talking to the unconscious man in the nearest cylinder. "You'll be all right, though..." Jackson had seen enough. He had found Chloe's brother and two other soldiers that needed rescuing. His instinctive dislike of Colonel Bronn had been correct. The man was only motivated by power. Jackson could see the allure of this project for him. A squad of super soldiers under Bronn's control would advance him up the ranks and give him status and power. It was a frightening thought.

Crying children sat next to the only homes they had ever known while their dazed parents tried to console them. “You!” someone snapped behind me. “Move along.” I leisurely turned around to look at the human soldier. “Move along where? The last time I checked this was still a free country.” “This is a classified military site now.” “I didn’t see any signs,” I calmly informed him. The soldier faltered. He leaned in closer. “Are you one of them?” he whispered. I laughed. “One of what?” “You know? A commander. One of those super soldiers.”

Four men who once commanded legions. Colonel Duane Xander: Paralyzed from the waist down due to unknown spinal nerve degradation, resistant to all known nerve regeneration therapy. General Marcus Hutchins: Suffering from severe burns, nerve damage, and deteriorating lung function. He also had PTSD-induced tremors and chronic insomnia. No medications working. Captain Wesley Hamlin: A former intelligence officer with massive trauma-induced amnesia and recurring seizures. Conventional neurological scans show nothing conclusive. Commander Zachary Barnes: In a vegetative state following cardiac arrest, but his brain shows unusual fluctuating wave activity, as though he were trapped somewhere betw