Sam sent in Redwing ahead, the small drone skimming lightly over the ground. "I am seeing the bunkers and the trucks. They have… anti-aircraft guns." He paused as the guns began to fire towards the sky. A quick glance skyward revealed two flying suits, Vision and a quinjet, "And Stark's Team Traitor is here too."
Steve bit his tongue and frowned. "I get it. You're still mad about the Raft. We need to focus on the target right now. But it wouldn't hurt to give them some help. They still are … our friends." Cap responded diplomatically and looked at Bucky. With a dark grin, Barnes shouldered his large rifle and moved out to dismantle the air to ground missiles. "Where are those warheads?" He followed the path Bucky had created but stayed close to buildings since he was without his shield.
"Working on it." Sam's voice returned with a hint of an edge as Rogers heard repeats from Barnes's rifle as one by one the anti-aircraft defenses were taken out. He couldn't repress a smile; this was exactly how they should be, fighting side by side just like the old days. Steve knew he'd be forever indebted to Shuri for giving him his friend back, the only person in the world who knew him better than himself.
The drone flew on, avoiding missiles from Tony's group and reported back the downed quinjet. "I think Natasha and Spider boy are on the ground." Falcon stated with a hint of disgust.
"You mean Spider Man." Steve chided.
"Man, that kid can't even drive. He's no man." Sam shot back.
"I second that. I was older than him when I joined the army. That kid can't even shave." Bucky added, grouchily. They heard him reload his gun.
"Still bitter about being webbed?" Rogers commented. The comms stayed quiet. He smiled again. Since Wakanda, he'd been doing a lot of that lately: smiling.
What is Captain America without war? Ultron's voice whispered.
I'm not Captain America anymore. Rogers set his thoughts firmly in the present.
"Nukes?"
"Under us. About 100 feet below. There are ten bunkers. Control bays are closer to the surface."
"Ok. Regroup. Stay out of Stark's way and let's find a way in to those control panels before he does." Rogers stated as he peaked around a building to see Tony on the ground looking the other way.
"Tony, we have a problem." Rhody's voice sounded taut.
"What?" Stark replied, looking for a way into the bunkers that he was seeing on his in-helmet schematics. Instead, he saw a muted gold flash in his periphery. Without turning his head to give away his awareness, he glanced in his display and saw the outline of a metallic arm. His heart thudded in his ears as his vision began to tint red.
"We have incoming." Rhody's voice cut through his fury.
"Incoming what?" Natasha asked.
"Missiles!"
"Who's" Tony asked, not really caring as long as they killed Barnes.
"Ours. U.S." Rhody finished, sounding disappointed.
"What?" Peter squeaked.
"Ross not think you're moving fast enough to do the job after the Raft incident?" Widow observed.
Tony didn't take the bait but remained focused on the elbow he had in view. Apparently, Bucky didn't realize Stark was there as he stood behind the now quiet bunker reloading his weapon.
"ETA?" Natasha asked since Tony remained silent.
"3 minutes."
"That's plenty of time." Stark whispered absently to himself.
"To do what, Tony?" Natasha asked, casually.
Steve saw Tony pivot and turn to face another bunker, raising his arm, the repulsor in his palm powering up. He was looking at something, but Rogers wasn't sure what until he spoke. "Come out, Barnes."
Caps' blood chilled. This was exactly what he had feared.
Peeking out, Steve saw Bucky's arm and then the rest of him come into view, hands still on his rifle.
"We aren't here to fight each other, Tony." Bucky stated neutrally, not taking his finger off the trigger.
"True. But I'd like to take advantage of the opportunity."
"And your team? How would they like to know you chose a personal vendetta over completing a mission?"
"They'll get over it."
Steve wanted to yell, scream or make any disturbance to distract Tony from Bucky but he was frozen to the ground with Sam's announcement, "We have incoming missiles. They will blow this place to hell with us in it. We need to pull back now!"
Bucky smiled at Stark, hearing Sam in his comm. "I think we all have a slightly larger problem now, Tony."
Tony shifted slightly, "If that problem helps me destroy you, it will be worth it."
"STEVE! BUCKY! Get out now!" Sam exclaimed.
Simultaneously, Rhody yelled, "TONY! GET OUT!"
A high pitched whistle came in from above and all Steve knew was he was flying backwards as all the air was sucked out his lungs.