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"I really hate it when he buggers with my comm system. I know full well when it's turned off, it's tap on tap off." It wasn't exactly rocket science, it's not like he was flying one of the kids high tech suits. Not that he needed anything like that, his wings were all he needed. There was skill involved in his line of work, he didn't just rely on technology. The elevator door opened and he ducked as he threw the shield, drawing his pistol and firing at the guards in the hallway. Agent Falsworth ran out tackling some of the guards as Sam finished off the last couple of guards and looked down the two hallways, one way to the right and one to the left. Both hallways looked equally foreboding. He turned to Falsworth. "You take the right, I'll take the left. Radio in if you need a hand, or if you find something ground breaking." 

With no hesitation they both split up heading down their respective hallways, it was relatively quiet down here. They could hear the occasional [i]thud[/i] as Stark blew something up above their heads. Though there were no alarms blaring, no warning lights. Sam often forgot that A.I.M wasn't an actual military institution, they were all scientists. Occasionally there was an actual guard who knew what he was doing but more often than not they were just hired help rather than actual members of the cause. The doors didn't hold a lot of promise, storage. Science looking equipment (but with no computer, the scientists could come in later and take a crack at it), nothing ehre seemed to be worth the defense that A.I.M were mounting up top. A.I.M typically kept it's operations out of the way, hidden. Lightly armed and high tech, not drawing a lot of attention. However this facility was heavily armed, and seemed to be of an older design which is how S.H.I.E.L.D had discovered it. He opened a door and immediately ducked behind his shield as laser fire began raining down on him from through the door, he had to adjust his footing to compensate for being pushed back. Sometimes he wished he had more of this super soldier stuff in his blood, but all he had was enough to keep him on his feet when the average joe might go down.

He lifted his pistol over his shield to try and get a couple of shots out however with the fact that more fire continued to rain down against him that didn't appear to be very successful. Picking a grenade off his belt he lobbed it over the shield and ducked behind the door, it wasn't explosive. Doing something like that would likely get him an earfull from the eggheads back at base, no. Instead it'd short out circuitry, without damaging any storage devices... at least that was the theory. Ducking back out of cover he let off a couple of shots at two guards and continued to run forward and crashed through another door. What he saw, wasn't what he was expecting, men in the yellow aim suits surrounded some form of crypod. 

Sam didn't even react to the figures of A.I.M. If he wasn't mistaken, inside that cryopod was the face of Steve Rogers.

The [i]original[/i] Captain America.

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