"You know, Captain," Zemo says, his tone conversational as he lifts the handgun from the back of his waist band, "I've learned so much about you over this past year. Your past, your present, your abilities."

Idly, he checks the magazine, then clicks it home and thumbs off the safety. "I know how strong you are, how quickly you heal. And I know how fast you are. For example –"

In the blink of an eye, he has the gun up and aimed directly at the forehead of the sleeping Sharon Carter, unknowing in the cryo chamber. "You might be able to stop one or save the other," he finishes. "But not both. Choose, Captain."

Lifting his voice, he calls to the Soldier. "Tony Stark is in the silo control room. Kill him."