Beauty comics

Chapter 19 Building a Pot (recommendation ticket requested)
Sharon Carter was very surprised. In SHIELD Academy, he had never seen that a newcomer who was exposed to firearms for the first time could reach this level in just one hour.

Although it was only a ten-meter target, even she herself, known as the best shooting student, could not achieve this level back then.

The slight shaking of the muzzle, although only a few centimeters, or even a few millimeters, but when enlarged to ten meters, there may be a difference of tens of centimeters, or even more.

The recoil of firearms cannot be eliminated at all, and it will vary with the caliber, length, and amount of gunpowder filled with the bullet.

"What is his identity? Should I report to the higher authorities?"

Sharon Carter looked at Link's figure, with hesitation in his eyes.

Such an outstanding shooting talent, if absorbed into the S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy, he would definitely be an excellent agent.

It's just the task he was sent to, just simple observation, without too many instructions.

"Wait...wait a few more days and see!"

Sharon Carter decided to observe for a few more days, but in the next ten days, Sharon Carter's three views were refreshed.

Fighting first. Ten days ago, Link was in the hands of Vestikris, like a child who didn't know how to fight, and he was basically powerless to fight back.

But ten days later, Link was able to compete head-on with Vesticris, a veteran of the battlefield, without falling behind.

There are some skills that even he, a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent, never knew.

However, fighting is only part of it, Link's marksmanship is really shocking.

A 50-meter target, holding the gun with one hand, and seven bullets in two seconds, almost every shot hit the bull's-eye.

The recoil of the gun seems to be non-existent in Link's hands.

In other words, the recoil of the firearm, in Link's hands, became a kind of boost instead.

With the shaking of the wrist, the firearm can even fire seven bullets in a very short period of time, continuously hitting the bull's-eye.

This kind of shooting ability, even her, a student who has been specially trained by SHIELD school, cannot match.

"No! I must report it, and I must let the director recruit Link into S.H.I.E.L.D.! Even if I ask my aunt!"

Sharon Carter secretly made a decision.

With this kind of shooting talent, it is conceivable that in the near future, there will be a king of agents rising.

Even, she, Sharon Carter, is the digger and witness of this agent.

"Like...just like aunt and uncle!"

When Sharon Carter was a child, she often heard stories about her aunt.

In that war-torn era, my aunt was not optimistic about someone else, even a person who entered the army through a relationship, and looked at him differently.

And the facts were unexpected, that uncle who was looked down upon by many people turned out to be Captain America, the great hero of that era.

He turned the tide of the battle almost by himself and destroyed the Red Skull.

Saved a huge disaster.

She also grew up listening to the stories of Captain America.

As if thinking of something, Sharon Carter's face flushed slightly, but her pupils were full of determination.

In the evening, Sharon Carter called the director.

As the niece of Peggy Carter, one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D., she was naturally able to contact Nick Fury.

"Hello? Little Carter, why are you calling me so late? What's the matter?"

As soon as the call was connected, Nick Fury's voice came from the microphone.

"Director, didn't you ask me to monitor a person to complete the graduation task? I have a major discovery report!"

Hearing Sharon Carter's voice in the microphone, Nick Fury straightened his face and said solemnly: "Agent No. 13, report your findings!"

This kind of agent number is only possessed by direct descendants trained by S.H.I.E.L.D. itself.

Even Natasha, Coulson, Hawkeye and others never had such a number.

"I found the target I was watching to be of great value!"

"A young man with zero fighting and shooting transformed into an existence with proficient fighting skills and excellent shooting in just ten days."

"You mean Linktruss?"

Nick Fury frowned slightly. What kind of discovery is this? The human base is so huge that it is normal for a few geniuses to appear.

"Yes! Director, I watched him change from a person who has no shooting experience, and even needs to be reminded of his gun posture, to a 50-meter target in just ten days, shooting seven bullets in two seconds. , the existence of the bullseye."

"Watfak? Two-second burst shooting at a 50-meter target, a bull's-eye? Are you sure you read it right?"

Nick Fury was also shocked, the pistol fired continuously, with continuous recoil impact, let alone a genius, even he, the former king of secret agents, couldn't do it.

This is not a burst of fire like a submachine gun or a rifle, and it's over.

This is a pistol with a large caliber. It can only fire one bullet at a time. It has intermittent recoil. It can't be adjusted slightly, even if it only moves a few millimeters.

After zooming in, the difference distance is increased by dozens of times.

"This is impossible!"

Nick Fury's eyes widened, and he roared loudly that he could do it if it was a ten-meter target or a 25-meter target.

But that was a 50-meter target, and it shot in two seconds.

Even if the recoil force is only an error of one millimeter, when it is enlarged to 50 meters, it will be at least fifty times, or even a hundred times, and the difference is unreasonable.

"Director, I saw it with my own eyes. I solemnly apply to recruit him into the organization. He will be the future ace agent!"

Sharon Carter said very solemnly.

Nick Fury was silent. The recruitment of agents by the organization is not a simple sentence, but requires various investigations and tests.

It is precisely because of this that some core agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. were trained from childhood.

S.H.I.E.L.D. has its own Secret Service Academy.

Those recruited halfway, without many tests, will never be able to touch the core.

"I will consider this matter, you first record the file and make a written report!"

After finishing speaking, Nick Fury hung up the phone, and the name of Frank Caster appeared inexplicably in his mind.

If we say the king of agents, then this former comrade in arms is the real king of agents.

If it weren't for Frank Castor who missed the selection of the King of Agents back then, Nick Fury might not have won this title at all.

Although this title doesn't mean anything to him now, but back then, it wasn't just an honor.

"Good director! If possible, I hope to send someone to negotiate as soon as possible!"

"Ok!"

……

However, Link naturally didn't know what happened.

Link didn't care about Sharon Carter's surveillance, and even at the beginning, he deliberately showed that he was a layman in fighting and shooting.

It is to completely clear oneself of suspicion.

He naturally didn't know his performance, and he had completely shocked Sharon Carter who was monitoring him, and even Nick Fury was shocked.

But even if he knew, he might just smile.

It is not difficult to have the memory of a killer, and the ability to live forever, without any scruples about the damage to your body, wrist, and arm.

The hard part is how to make the bullet bend.

Back where he lived, Link relaxed slightly.

Training to this level can basically come to an end.

"There's no money! You can't stop if you don't stop!"

Link sighed. In ten days, the bullets alone cost nearly a thousand dollars, plus training expenses, physical fitness, and nutritional supplements. In just ten days, the remaining eight thousand dollars was less than a thousand dollars.

"Poor, I really want to kidnap Tony Stark!"

Link muttered, looking at the courier box beside him.

Just opened it casually, and a set of black windbreaker was revealed in front of Link.

"However, in a few days, Hell's Kitchen will leave a legend of a one-eyed dragon!"

"Nick Fury, don't blame me!"

(End of this chapter)