Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 166 Calculations
Layered red rock formations illuminated by a fiery sunset in a canyon in New Mexico in the evening,
The biological fossils buried deep in the soil occasionally protrude from the rock wall, listening to the sound of the stream that has not changed for thousands of years.

Suddenly, a huge shadow hovered over the canyon, and the cast shadow covered the entire rift valley fault.

It was a Helicarrier with a length of 350 meters, a width of 87 meters, and a full load displacement of 122000 tons.

Four huge turbine engines are arranged at the four corners of the ship, and the majestic energy provided by the four A1B nuclear fission reactors supplies the turbines with rapid rotation, providing vertical lift for the mothership.

The tail of the Helicarrier is equipped with two joint jet engines, which provide power in the horizontal direction, allowing the mothership to freely turn its direction as if it were sailing on the water.

In addition, the helicarrier with double-layer plywood is equipped with more than 18 aircraft, including but not limited to EA-35G Growler Electronic Fighter, F-2C Lightning II Fighter, and E-[-]D Hawkeye Early Warning Aircraft.

This newly commissioned Helicarrier is the most powerful conventional military force of S.H.I.E.L.D.

The [-] S.H.I.E.L.D. employees above are busy day and night with complicated work, doing their best to maintain the name of "Shield".

And Nick Fury is their leader.

The setting sun sprinkled the afterglow on the landing windows of the bridge, and Nick Fury's dark face was expressionless, listening to the voice from the mobile phone indifferently.

But at this moment, the burly black man who was blind in one eye took a deep breath and forced himself to continue listening to the noise from the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Fury, this is an order from the Pentagon."

The Ministry of Defense bureaucrat on the other end of the phone said in a scripted tone:

"We have communicated with Wakanda. The king of Wakanda named you to be responsible for the security of this secret meeting."

Nick Fury shook his head, and said coldly: "The purpose of the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency is to protect the country's homeland security and prevent superpower crimes that may cause heavy losses.

If it is a security issue that is just a secret meeting, you should not come to me. This is not the responsibility of our Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistic Support Agency.

You can go to the CIA, FBI, NSA, NSA, DIA, or ISI. "

"Don't tell me these nonsense," the Pentagon bureaucrat said in a deep voice: "Director Nick Fury, this matter was won for you by your old superior, Alexander Pierce."

"This meeting is related to the future changes in the world structure. Secretary-General Pierce named Agent Patton and an agent named Natasha in your bureau to be responsible for the security work of this meeting!"

"Oh?" Nick Fury frowned slightly, and asked, "Is Secretary Pierce naming us to be responsible for security?"

He has been suspicious of Alexander Pierce recently, and is even investigating him secretly.

Alexander Pierce asked them to be responsible for the security of Wakanda and the secret talks between the Federation at this time, which made Nick Fury a little confused about his intentions.

What happened in Wakanda involved a game between the five bosses behind S.H.I.E.L.D.

This is a game between countries,

Even an organization of the size of S.H.I.E.L.D. would end up being cannon fodder if it got involved.

Nick Fury doesn't want S.H.I.E.L.D. to go into this muddy water. His most important thing now is to complete the self-examination in the game as soon as possible.

The Pentagon bureaucrat said in a deep voice: "We have received information that someone wants to sabotage this secret meeting,
Mr. Pierce recommended you to the White House.

Director Ferry, since you are responsible for this matter, you must do a good job in security work! "

Nick Fury frowned deeply, like the valley below the Helicarrier, "Since it's a secret meeting, why did the news leak out?"

"In the confrontation at the national level, there are no permanent secrets"

The bureaucrat on the other end of the phone said indifferently:
"We are also investigating which link went wrong. Maybe Wakanda wants to put pressure on us, and maybe the information leaked deliberately!"

"Currently there are rewards for the king of Wakanda in the underground world!"

"Director Fury, I hope that your Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistic Support Bureau will pay attention to this security mission.

Send as many people as possible.

Don't worry, no matter who it is, as long as it is suspected of undermining national security or threatening national interests, it needs to be reviewed and verified.

Regarding the security aspects of this time, I communicated with the National Security Agency, the Defense Intelligence Agency, and the National Reconnaissance Office for you, and asked them to share relevant information with you. "

The other party offered such generous office conditions, but Nick Fury was not half satisfied. He narrowed his eyes and asked hoarsely:
"Why are you making such a fuss?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before he said calmly: "This is not something you should care about, Director Fury, you just need to be a qualified soldier and perform your mission faithfully and without compromise."

"No." Nick Fury shook his head and said: "The Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency is under the jurisdiction of the International Security Council.

The Pentagon only has the right to suggest to me but not to command. If you refuse to tell me the truth, please forgive me. "

"...Are you sure you want to know?" The bureaucrat said softly: "Nick Fury, this is the decision of the Pentagon and the White House, although you represent the most powerful supernatural force response agency in the Federation.

However, you need to know that your so-called reliance itself is still within the federal political system.

Your agents are citizens of the Federation, the space carrier under your feet is the property of the Federation, and even yourself is just a puppet pushed to the front of the Federation.

The Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency is like a knife. If the knife becomes blunt, or even disobedient, and the blade is aimed at the user himself, we are not afraid to change the blade again. "

Such a blatant threat was like pressing the muzzle to Nick Fury's forehead,
The Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. clearly recognized that the "we" the other party referred to was definitely not the Ministry of Defense, the Pentagon, or the White House, but the incredibly large federal government itself.

"Yes! I understand that in terms of the security of this secret meeting, our Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau will do a good job in security!"

Nick Fury took a deep breath, and after agreeing, he hung up the phone directly!
"Director, things are already packed!"

Aerospace carrier, Agent Phil Coulson knocked on the door and pushed open the door of the director's office.

Just after finishing the assessment of Ghost Rider, he followed Nick Fury's order non-stop,
Organized Howard Stark's relics in S.H.I.E.L.D. and prepared to hand them over to Tony Stark in New York.

As soon as he entered the office, he saw Nick Fury with a gloomy face.

"Phil, for those things left by Howard Stark, I will personally go to New York and hand them over to Tony. I have a mission and I need you to go there!"

Phil Coulson folded his hands naturally on his lower abdomen, waiting for Nick Fury's order.

"In a few days, there will be a secret meeting in Washington, D.C. Secretary-General Pierce named Hawkeye to perform escort missions,
Phil, you go replace Hawkeye! "

"Hawkeye is guarding Brock Rumlow now. I originally wanted to wait for the interrogation to end before calling him back, but our enemy's sense of smell is far sharper than I imagined!"

Nick Fury walked up to Phil Coulson and patted him on the shoulder: "Phil, Brock Rumlow is in your hands. We'll talk about the interrogation when Hill brings the mind reader back!"

Phil Coulson pursed his lips: "Yes! Sir!"

On the runway of the aerospace carrier, Phil Coulson walked towards a Quin-jet fighter.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office, Nick Fury looked deeply at everyone who appeared next to the Quinjet.

The ground crew in charge of guiding the fighter plane, the agent who seems to be passing by...

.........

Rocky Mountains, Albuquerque, New Mexico

In a villa safe house hidden in the mountains, the windows of all the rooms are covered with cloth, and the two single sofas seem to be randomly placed on the ground.

Hawkeye Button sat on the sofa with a coffee cup in his hand, staring at the man opposite him.

His former colleague, Crossbones Brock Rumlow held a glass of red wine mixed with the ecstasy potion in his hand. Under the watchful eyes of the two agents, with sarcasm on his face, he drank it without any hesitation. .

"Barton, this is the first time, you should know that this thing is useless to me!"

Hawkeye Button took a sip of his coffee and frowned: "Brock, what are you hiding?"

Brock Rumlow asked back: "Agent Patton, as the commander of the field team in the bureau, I was tied up here by you. I would like to ask you, what exactly do you want to do?"

Barton looked at Brock Rumlow's unyielding expression, shook his head and said, "Brock is useless to be stubborn, you should know who authorized me to get you here!"

"You should understand Director Fury. Since you are on his suspicion list, don't think about any luck!"

Hearing Barton mention Nick Fury, a trace of fear flashed deep in Brock Rumlow's eyes, but his face remained unchanged.

Soon the potency of Veritaserum came up!
Brock Rumlow became dizzy——

An ordinary-looking white agent walked up to Brock Rumlow, leaned close to his ear, and whispered in his ear in a hypnotic tone.

"Chief Bullock, it's me, remember me?"

"You, who are you?" Brock Rumlow, who drank Veritaserum, asked in a daze!
"I am your downline! Don't you remember, we were ordered to lurk in the Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistic Support Agency! Think about it—"

The white agent is an agent developed by Nick Fury himself, a hypnotist who does not exist in the S.H.I.E.L.D. system.

Nick Fury is well versed in the three caves of cunning rabbits. He has dozens of safe houses all over the world that do not exist and are recorded by S.H.I.E.L.D.

There are hundreds of intelligence personnel who directly obey his orders, as well as peripheral agents.

These people are independent of the S.H.I.E.L.D. system,
Even the event funds are bypassed by S.H.I.E.L.D. and distributed from Nick Fury's personal coffers,

After knowing that the inside of S.H.I.E.L.D. was not safe, he urgently activated the staff directly under him and himself.

"Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency" Brock Rumlow muttered in his mouth, and as he read the name, a struggling look appeared on his face.

"Sir, we recently had our own list in the Bureau of Statistics and need your cooperation—"

.........

"Jingle Bell"

Hawkeye Button took out his phone, looked at the agent who was being interrogated, got up and walked to another room.

"Hey, Chief! Okay, I understand!"

Button answered the phone, listened to Nick Fury's order on the phone, and hung up the phone.

"Temporarily suspend the interrogation and evacuate here urgently..."

Barton walked out of the room and gave an order.

The eight agents, together with Brock Rumlow, disappeared into the forest after leaving the safe house of the villa.

.........

Fifteen minutes later, the Quinjet landed vertically on the tarmac of a safe house in the Rocky Mountains.

Phil Coulson stepped off the Quin-jet fighter plane, did not immediately enter the villa, but turned around and walked outside the villa, and worked for a while under the trees in front of the villa
Only then did he return to the villa, walked to the front of the villa, looked at the villa room with the curtains drawn,
Without hesitation, Phil Coulson pushed the door open and walked in, then closed the door again.

Three minutes after Phil Coulson walked into the villa safe room,

High above the Rocky Mountains, two Quin-jet fighters appeared in the sky and disappeared among the clouds.

"Sir, the target safe house has been locked! Do you want to force your way in!"

On a Quinjet fighter jet, the pilot wearing the black and white Eagle S.H.I.E.L.D. badge on his chest opened an encrypted communication channel.

At the headquarters of the World Security Council, Alexander Pierce stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with his mobile phone.

Looking at the figure reflected in the floor-to-ceiling windows, he hesitated.

Alexander Pierce wasn't sure it was Brock Rumlow in the safe house!

But even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance, he can't take this risk.

"Brock! Long live Hydra!"

Alexander Pierce read into the reflection in the French windows.

Then he gave the order without hesitation.

"Destroy that safehouse!"

boom boom boom boom...

The pilots of the two Quin-type fighters simultaneously pressed the fire button on the Quin-type fighter.

Rocket nests, dense rockets aim at the villa safe house below and directly wash the ground with firepower.

The entire villa was instantly engulfed in flames.

Two rounds of rockets washed the ground, and two Quin-type fighters fired two missiles at the same time, completely razing the villa to the ground before slowly landing.

Two Kun-type fighters were suspended at low altitude, the door of the cabin was opened, and two downhill ropes were lowered.

A few armed special agents with S.H.I.E.L.D. badges on their chests quickly slid down the ropes to the ground.

After everyone had assembled, these armed special agents formed a group of three and cautiously formed a battle formation to search for the ruins of the villa.

Behind them, among the branches and leaves of several big trees, and in the tree holes, several miniature cameras rotated.

Their faces were photographed and the appearance numbers of the two Quinjet fighters were recorded.

…………

(What's not right, I'm going to crash and cry to death)

(End of this chapter)