I'm working on Marvel's Spider-Man in American comics.

Chapter 408 Forget about Spider-Man, Captain America has attacked our house!

Taskmaster never expected that he would be facing Wolverine.

As a genius with photographic reflexes, Anthony Masters has the ability to perfectly and accurately replicate the body movements of his targets. This ability made him one of the few Level 7 field agents in S.H.I.E.L.D. He has studied the combat abilities of many superheroes, including Captain America, Daredevil, Iron Fist, and now Wolverine, through video recordings.

It can be said that Taskmaster has the ability to deal with ordinary superpowered people, or even superheroes like Spider-Man who hold back to avoid killing people, and even find opportunities to defeat and toy with them. But dealing with Wolverine is really disgusting.

Wolverine possesses superhuman strength, which is easy to deal with. Taskmaster deals with all sorts of superhumans every day and has learned to use skills to counter brute force. Wolverine also possesses superhuman speed, which is also easy to deal with. Taskmaster's reflexes and body have been trained to withstand the opponent's attacks.

Wolverine's adamantium skeleton and beast-like fighting abilities are easy to deal with; for the former, it's simply a matter of finding some weapons, and for the latter, he has already memorized them and can accurately predict them.

However, Wolverine's style of killing a thousand enemies while losing twelve thousand of his own is difficult to deal with—after all, I can regenerate infinitely, so do whatever you want.

"It would be better if it were an ambush. I didn't bring any adamantium weapons or nets."

Seeing Logan crouch on the ground like an animal, Taskmaster cried out in alarm. He then nimbly dodged Logan's attack and began firing his 9mm gun at Logan. He sheathed his combat knife and fired all his bullets, but nothing could stop Wolverine from turning around and pouncing on him again.

"Perhaps you could try this."

Taskmaster swiftly drew a folding bow and arrow from his waist and fired an arrow at Logan's forehead. He knew exactly what Wolverine would do next. Wolverine possessed a certain primal instinct, though not as mystical as Spider-Man's, but enough to allow him to instinctively dodge or defend against threats.

"So, will you choose to block or dodge..."

In reality, there is no difference.

The arrow exploded instantly, transforming into a tripwire with spheres at both ends. The tripwire seemed to sense Logan's presence and clung to his leg. However, Logan noticed this in time, and the instant he realized he couldn't escape, he tried to cut the tripwire.

Meanwhile, Taskmaster had already casually stuck several poison darts into Logan's body.

“A tranquilizer strong enough to knock out a lion, though considering your metabolic rate, it might only make you dizzy for a few dozen seconds.” Taskmaster said, kicking Logan hard in the stomach. “But it’s enough to give me an advantage.”

"Perhaps it won't be that easy, buddy."

Logan hugged Taskmaster's leg and smiled. Taskmaster's expression hardened, and he wrapped his arms around Logan's waist before falling backward forcefully.

"Your actions were already within my expectations."

Taskmaster, who was being held, slammed the 500-600 pound Wolverine to the ground with a back throw, then drew his longsword from his waist: "It is indeed troublesome to encounter you in an encounter, Wolverine, but I know everything about you by heart. I can make all the necessary countermeasures in the fastest way possible."

"is it?"

Logan, who had been knocked to the ground, kicked his legs, but Taskmaster, having anticipated this, jumped back and dodged the attack. Logan, who had sprung to his feet, looked at Taskmaster with a smug smile: "So you even foresaw this?"

Taskmaster saw the alloy shield in Logan's hand, touched his back, and suddenly realized that something was terribly wrong.

Does Wolverine use a shield?
There is no doubt that it is not needed.

So who is he using the shield for?

As Logan swung his shield with all his might, the captain, who was lying on the roadside exchanging fire with the Winter Soldier, suddenly sprang up, caught the shield, and charged towards the Winter Soldier in a completely different style from when he was lying in the grass.

Although it wasn't the same shield, Taskmaster realized something was terribly wrong when he saw the S.H.I.E.L.D. agent running with the shield in hand.

“Oh no, that’s Steve Rogers.” “Hey, Skull, I think you’ve got the order wrong.”

Logan slashed Taskmaster's face with his claws, cutting off his mask and revealing a Middle Eastern face underneath. Taskmaster then gripped the longsword in his hands.

Okay, now the situation has changed.

Those monitoring the battle seemed surprised and tense, and immediately gave orders to Taskmaster.

Retreat immediately.

"While I agree with it, why?"

The Imitation Master asked a perfunctory question, while simultaneously raising his sword to block one of Wolverine's slashes, and then looked to the other side.

At this moment, the captain had already torn off his mask, waiting for the Winter Soldier to launch a grenade. He cleverly used his shield to catch the grenade, then threw the shield out, letting it explode in mid-air with the grenade before falling down. He caught the shield and came to the Winter Soldier.

"Bucky! It's me! Steve!"

The captain who rushed forward saw the masked Winter Soldier mercilessly slam his grenade launcher into his shield. He then crouched down and attempted a sweeping kick to knock the Winter Soldier down, but the latter remained motionless after being hit.

The captain looked at the Winter Soldier, who slammed his fist into the alloy shield, the metal arm making a loud cracking sound. The captain gritted his teeth and pushed the Winter Soldier away. The latter only took a step back, then pulled out a dagger and walked towards the captain.

"Stop! Bucky!"

The captain blocked the dagger with his shield, then pressed himself against the Winter Soldier's body, preventing the latter's left hand from striking his abdomen. Simultaneously, he tripped the Winter Soldier's leg, preventing him from moving. The Winter Soldier grabbed the shield with his mechanical left arm, attempting to use the shield to restrain the captain's arm, while his right hand held the dagger ready to stab him.

The captain unexpectedly headbutted the Winter Soldier on the forehead, causing the latter to finally release his grip. The captain then spun around and delivered a flying kick to the Winter Soldier's head, knocking off his mask and revealing his face.

That was indeed Bucky Barnes.

"You are Jameson Buchanan Barnes, born on March 10, 1917. You are the eldest of four brothers in Hell's Kitchen. Do you remember when you were 13, you saw a little boy a year younger than you being beaten by bullies from his orphanage in the alley behind the movie theater, and you stepped in to help him."

The Winter Soldier seemed momentarily dazed, then threw his dagger at the captain, who parried it with his shield and continued, "Before you came of age, you won three YMCA middleweight boxing matches, remember? That little guy cheered for you every single one of them!"

He grabbed the edge of the shield with both hands and slapped it onto the Winter Soldier's face.

"You enlisted after the attack on Pearl Harbor in 1941, and were assigned to the 107th Infantry Regiment in 1943, remember? You were in the same unit as that little boy's father!"

The defeated Winter Soldier looked at the man before him and finally asked him a question in confusion.

"who are you?"

Just as the captain was about to continue, a burst of machine gun fire forced him to dodge to the side. A Quinjet fighter jet, belonging to an unknown faction, appeared, and several special forces soldiers got off and blocked Winter Soldier's path, having him hung from a rope lowered from the aircraft.

This was probably the second time the captain had sworn since waking up.

"Fuck you."

(End of this chapter)