Agent Sakuara

HYDRA HEADQUARTERS - SCHMIDT'S OFFICE LAB

Dugan lands a haymaker. Steve knocks out the other guard. Red Skull gets off a few blasts as he back out the door.

Down the hall, Allied soldiers blow through the double doors. Falsworth cuts down a guard, taking the shield from him. He tosses it to Steve.

Steve catches it with no effort. "Thanks."

"Cheers." Falsworth replied.

Steve straps on the shield and races after Red Skull.

HYDRA HEADQUARTERS - CORRIDOR

Four Hydra troopers back up to the entrance, firing. A shot was fired and one falls. A second tries to lob a grenade. Another shot fired, he falls, dropping the grenade at the feet of the third. The grenade explodes.

Trapped, the last one panics, tongue fumbling in his mouth. "Cut off one head, two more shall rise—" Another shot was fired and the soldier falls dead.

Colonel Phillips stands there, shotgun smoking. "Let's go find two more." A dozen marines follow him inside.

Schmidt races past an intersecting corridor. He dashes through a doorway and hits a buŧŧon. Blast doors begin to close.

Steve spots the closing doors. He calculates and hurls his shield. It whirls down the corridor and jams between the doors, holding them open.

Steve takes off after Schmidt but a Hydra flame trooper stomps out of the intersecting corridor, blocking his way. The flame trooper raises his twin guns. Steve raises his arm, only to realize his shield is stuck in the door. 'Uh-oh.' He thought.

Blue fire flickers from the trooper's nozzles. Then a gunshot was heard. The trooper staggers. The tank on his back explodes. Agent Carter steps out of the corridor, rifle in hand.

"You're late." Steve says but deep inside he was grateful.

"Tell me you're not complaining." Then she nods at the door. "Weren't you about to...?"

"Right." Steve sprints for the door, sliding below the shield, grabbing it as he goes. The doors slam behind him while Agent Carter waves on a squad of SSR troops behind her.

Meanwhile, Dernier and Falsworth fight along a different corridor, outnumbered. Falsworth nods to Dernier. They retreat around a bend. Surprised, The Hydra troopers give chase. After a moment, the Hydra troopers come running back. Dugan steps out, firing a Hydra cannon.

SUBORBITAL BOMBER COCKPIT

Red Skull approaches, carrying the titanium box. He places it over the cradle and dispenses the Cube. Blue circuits flash. Lights and gauges flicker.

HYDRA HEADQUARTERS - CORRIDOR

Steve runs toward another door. Beyond, a huge hanger looms. Suddenly, a deep rumbling shakes the base.

Steve gapes. Through the doorway, he sees a gigantic plane rolls past. It dwarfs any they've ever seen.

Steve skids into the hanger. The massive plane taxies down the runway. In the shadows, five more bombers wait. Schmidt's plane picks up speed. Steve takes off after it. Red Skull throttles up and presses a buŧŧon.

At the far end of the hanger, a door opens, letting in the glare of daylight. Steve chases after the plane, but the huge bomber picks up speed. It starts to pull away.

Suddenly, an engine revs. Schmidt's car comes up alongside the still-running Steve, Colonel Phillips behind the wheel. "Get in."

Steve jumps in without the car ever slowing down. In the back, Agent Carter chambers a round into Colonel Phillips' shotgun.

Red Skull accelerates. On his monitor, he spies his car.

Colonel Phillips gains on the plane. Just then, the bomber's rear propellers spin into a blur. The plane widens the gap. He spots a toggle switch on the dash, "KOMPRESSOR." He hits it. The car leaps forward, throwing them back.

Steve climbs over the windshield and steadies himself. "Closer!"

Colonel Phillips floors it. The car surges toward the propellers. Steve drops just as the propellers shave off the Hydra hood ornament. He and Agent Carter share a worried look.

Red Skull races for the mouth of the tunnel. On the monitor he sees Colonel Phillips comes up alongside the plane's huge tire.

"Hold it steady this time." Steve shouts.

"Wait!" Agent Carter grabs Steve by the neck and kisses him. When they break off, Steve looks at her, wide-eyed.

"Go get him." Agent Carter says.

Steve nods absentmindedly, still stunned. He felt guilty even though he was definitely caught off-guard and taken advantage of by Agent Carter. He looks to Colonel Phillips.

"I'm not kissing you!" Colonel Phillips said, deadpan.

Red Skull punches the throttle, the speedometer red-lining.

At the last moment, Steve leaps, snagging the landing gear. The plane shoots over the edge, sailing into the air.

Colonel Phillips skids to a stop. Agent Carter sees Steve hanging on.

Steve locks his arm around a strut. The plane gains altitude. He looks for a way in. Just then, the landing gear groans. The wheels retract and Steve finds himself riding the landing gear right into the flight deck.

Steve stares, awestruck. He realizes the propellers are attached to eight fighters inside the wing. Each features a snub-nose cube bomb as its nosecone.

A gunshot was heard. The bullet ricochets off Steve's shield. He spins as the eight pilots rush down a ramp from the bridge. Steve flips into a flying spin kick, dropping two pilots where they stand. The others move in on him. He throws one across the flight deck and out of the plane. He smashes another with his shield. Then a huge pilot faces off against Steve. he swings a chock, clocking Steve in the head. Steve staggers onto a fighter. The big pilot leaps on him.

Inside the fighter's ċȯċkpit, another pilot sees his chance. He pulls the release lever, the fighter drops with Steve and the pilot still aboard.

Steve holds on as the fighter shoots through the air. The big pilot hangs on to Steve's boot. Steve kicks once...twice. The big pilot loses his grip, tumbling into the propeller.

Inside, the fighter pilot looks up, astounded to see Steve still hanging on. He executes a barrel-roll. Steve's eyes roll back, skin rippling from the G-force. The pilot jerks the stick but Steve hauls himself forward. He grasps the edge of the ċȯċkpit and slides it open. The pilot evades Steve's grasping hand. Then Steve reaches down and pulls the ejector switch. The pilot blasts into the sky, smashing into the underside of the bomber's wing. Steve climbs in and hauls on the stick, righting the plane.

Red Skull checks an electronic map, showing the plane's progress toward America. Then he looks out the windshield and freezes. Steve's ragged fighter comes swooping up out of the clouds, propeller whirling.