'The pain increased. The soldier kept repeating his mantra. Over and over and over. He held the words tightly as they were being ripped away from him. "My name is James Buchanan Barnes. My name is James Buchanan Barnes. My name is James Buchanan Barnes." He paused. "My... purpose is to serve." It didn't sound right. He tried again. "I am... a weapon." Not quite right. What was it? What was his mantra? Then he knew. There was no doubt."I am a weapon. My purpose is to serve. Hail Hydra."