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[So those two men knew nothing about this place and Bucky is still certain it's Schmidt. Or some other Nazis. He doesn't have his gun on him. His face is in a drawn out line, and he does not like being utterly defenseless. Even if he is dead. Bucky's on the top of some building, naturally a sniper's position. He also doesn't know how to work this piece of technology so have a lovely view of his nipples for a moment.]
Hello? [He hits something and the machine makes a noise. Oh, hey. There's his face.]
Right, wherever I am, you're not getting anything out of me. Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes. [He goes on to recite his rank.]
I've been through this before, so don't think I don't know what you're weird experiment is, Schmidt. [He clearly presumes it's him.] I'm an American soldier in the United States Army, 107th infantry. If you think for a moment I won't come after your Nazi ass when I figure out where I am, then your Red Skull is thicker than it looks.
[He's seriously pissed. And for right now, that's all you get.]
Hello? [He hits something and the machine makes a noise. Oh, hey. There's his face.]
Right, wherever I am, you're not getting anything out of me. Sergeant James Buchanan Barnes. [He goes on to recite his rank.]
I've been through this before, so don't think I don't know what you're weird experiment is, Schmidt. [He clearly presumes it's him.] I'm an American soldier in the United States Army, 107th infantry. If you think for a moment I won't come after your Nazi ass when I figure out where I am, then your Red Skull is thicker than it looks.
[He's seriously pissed. And for right now, that's all you get.]