Cap grabbed the smasher by the throat and slammed him against the wall. "I know you're with the flag smashers. You aren't fooling anyone." The smasher was agonized from the potent blow cap had given to his foot. Cap punched him a few times in the gut before throwing him into a table. The smasher was indeed getting smashed.
"I'm not fighting for America anymore if that's what you're thinking. I'm nomad now..."
Cap didn't expect him to give a damn about any of that. None of it mattered. Cap put a boot on the back of the smasher's neck. "I know that Salazar prick called you. What're your plans?" The smasher wouldn't cooperate. "Fine." Cap applied pressure. The smasher groaned. Cap went harder yet.
The smasher screamed as cap pushed it to the limit with him. "We're hitting cop stations." "Where?" Silence. Cap pushed harder yet. The smasher revealed the precincts. Cap relaxed the pressure; a little.
"There's more. We hired a super to do it." "Who?" "Bullseye." Now that was interesting. Cap hadn't fought him for awhile but that meant nothing. He was a deadly opponent all the same. Punisher and Daredevil had fight him many times. Still, cap had read the files to gap fill. Bullseye was a nasty dude.
Cap sighed. "Is that it?" "Yes. Spare me." Cap's answer? Cap crushed his neck to end him. "Nomad to agent 13." "Go Captain nomad." Cap smiled a little at that. "Our next baddie to go for is bullseye." "'The' bullseye?" "Yeah. How copy?" "Good copy. Be careful Steve. He's deadly." "Copy that."
Cap made an SSE of the site but didn't find anything else of note. He hadn't expected to find anything major anyway.
With that raid done cap made his next move. He returned to his bike got on it and checked his shield server for any updates. There was strange chatter coming from Harlem. Cap leaned back on the bike and sighed at that. Apparently flag smashers were amassing in a largely black area. Made sense. Crime was high there anyway. Cops didn't typically go there unless in force and with the evil defunding going on they'd be there even less. A perfect cover for the enemy to use.
They're up to something; and using the black area as a cover. I gotta go in there. As old cap that would have been hard to do. As Nomad... that was another matter.
There was the heroes for hire and Luke Cage. Cap could reach out to him for help but there was no way to tell how open he'd be to helping. Cap figured him to be a good man. His record indicated as such. But race was a huge deal now; a division tactic. The flag smashers had seen to that. Even Sam and Cap hadn't spoken for a while. There was definitely something there. Cap honestly didn't wanna hate anyone; but blacks were making it hard not to. And they were a major tip of the flag smasher/globalist component; as was Islam. Minneapolis was an American Mecca in many respects. Jihad had simply been transplanted from one world arena to another. Both Islam and blacks were tribal and vengeful. It was their nature to be this way.
My parents came from Ireland cap thought. My ancestors were from there and Scotland. And they could be very tribal and vengeful too when needed. If these guys wanna learn that the hard way they will.
Whites had built one of the greatest civilizations in history. Cap would feel no shame for that. White guilt was a mental disorder in his view. It was time to end it for good; along with white flight. And he would; his way. Nomad's way. Whites had a right to exist and be free too and they would.
The Nazis had been left; national socialists. Cap would know; he fought them. Stalin was just as bad; buddies with FDR. Japan had been its own thing. Japan was smart now for not letting Islam in. Wish we'd do that cap thought. He thought of his Spartan shield; and how Leonidas had stood against the pre Shias at the time. They hadn't changed much. It was still a fight for freedom versus totalitarianism. That's all it was.
Captain America couldn't repel those threats. Too politically linked. Nomad could. His shield was pledged to none but liberty alone. He'd met Batman once; he was committed to justice alone. Nomad for freedom. That multiverse encounter had been beneficial for cap.
Cap set a thoughtful hand over his bearded mouth. Liberals already hated Fury; considering him a traitor to his people. But Fury was a rare black realist. As a spymaster he saw things in ways nobody else could. As cap now saw them as nomad.
Cap made his choice. He was going to Harlem. The lone white guy to be sure; but that was cool. He was a super soldier after all. And it wasn't like he hadn't done worse. That was an understatement. His being called the patron saint of Omaha beach and having a medal of honor seemed to suggest as much. Sharon won't like it but that's the truth. He'd wait until he got there before he texted her.
He started up the bike and rode off for an area he typically wouldn't be welcome in with fair skin blond hair and blue eyes.
But then again being nomad and political incorrectness was a conjoined virtue. Bring it on. Liberals beat on anyone they disagreed with; especially whites. Trying that with cap wouldn't prove smart. He'd give them a knockout game and much worse with his Spartan shield connecting with their face. I bow to none but Yahweh alone; and that ain't you GD devils. That's for damned sure. I'll show you eye for an eye all right...
As a dutiful white cap would no longer be silent. He couldn't; he wouldn't. That was his duty to liberty.