Soldier didn't have time to avoid the flash-bang. He hit the ground some ways away from Captain America with a thud. He groaned as he pushed himself up, still ready to fight. Soldier, however, could make out the woman holding a rifle before he heard her. You will regret this... he replied to her in Russian, still not taking his eyes off his prize. So close. But he'd never be able to kill the American symbol before she shot him.
He snorted, nostrils flared like a bull, before he lowered his gaze to the side. He wouldn't admit to it... but he was surrendering. For the moment. He'd escape and kill them all. Failure was not an option.