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Red Skull wasn't the only person from the 1940's to survive the war ... if you could call The Winter Soldier's existence "survival". Had Bucky the autonomy, the power to control his thoughts and actions, he'd have ended his life. Back in the 1940's, war had been a big enough trial, he hadn't enlisted out of his own desire to serve his country, he'd been sucked in because of the draft. If he'd had a choice, he'd have refused on the grounds that someone had to keep Stephanie's punk-ass out of trouble. Still, that had worked out in the end, Stephanie took care of herself well enough while he was in training and later deployed in Europe, she became a hero in her own right. Bucky hadn't wanted any of that. He'd fight for Stephanie given the choice, he didn't give a damn about the Nazi's and their war, he'd always been a little selfish that way. Steph could see the greater good, humanity, the kindness of other people, Bucky was the skeptical protective friend, shielding her from the nasty parts of life as best he could until one day, she lost her Bucky-shield and picked up another, she was able to fight for herself. Bucky had been damn proud, just like she'd been proud of him when he went off to fight. He couldn't have fallen further from himself if he'd tried. 

This Bucky, the human-weapon, wasn't a reluctant hero protecting his friend or the freedom of his people ... he killed an entire group of innocent, unsuspecting mutants and mutant-sympathisers and that was just in one day. He'd spent decades drenching himself in blood for HYDRA ... the terrorists he'd fought against when he had the free-will to choose a side. 

The Bucky capable of feeling guilt, remorse, regret ... he was locked away, only this .. [i]machine[/i] man was left and he felt nothing at all. 

HYDRA were well aware of Captain America's new presence, it was inevitable she'd become involved in the operation to counter the terrorist attack, if not of her own free will, pressure from the military, SHIELD and th  wider public, her fans, would demand she take action against this new threat (or rather, old threat). 

Reporters and coroners and investigators flooded the scene of the bomb attack, police cordoned off the street but a huge crowd had gathered anyway. HYDRA prepared a broadcast, to claim responsibility and make known their demands and just how viable a threat they were. A black skull emblazoned with tentacles, the HYDRA logo, blazed to life on huge TV billboards across the city, TV streams were interrupted, HYDRA was speaking and the world had no choice but to listen. The Winter Soldier watched from a distance through a sniper scope on a primed rifle as the long drawn out speech began and went on and on and on ...

[i][b]"... And to prove that we are no hoax, and that HYDRA can strike you down ANYWHERE, ANYTIME, I will now kill CNN News Anchor, Caroline Haines, live on air ..."[/b][/i] The broadcast screen flickered to the now-panic-stricken reporter who was standing amid the crowds, looking frantically to pick out an assassin she'd never see coming, she tried to flee, police officers swarmed to cover her but they didn't stand a chance, they didn't know where the sniper was lurking and just how deadly he was. The Winter Soldier watched as the crowd dissolved into panic, just as it had that morning during the bomb blast. He levelled the crosshairs on the centre of her forehead, pressed his finger to the trigger, it would only take a second and she'd be instantly dead. The Winter Soldier didn't feel any need to hesitate, any impending guilt or regrets, he was just a tool, a weapon with a weapon doing his job. 

There would be no questioning that HYDRA were everywhere and they were dangerous. Mutants weren't safe, and they weren't above taking civilian causalities just to make a point. 
[i][b]"You cannot stop HYDRA ... if a head is cut off, two more will take its place. Goodbye Ms. Haines."[/b][/i] 
[i]"Stop- Please no!"[/i] the reporter wept and pleaded. 
[b]"Soldat. Take the shot now."[/b] Vasily Karpov Jr ordered via ear piece.