Chapter 169 It's Not Scientific
Nishinomiya, Twitter wanted to drop the computer to vent his anger, but the computer is his own, what a pity to drop it?He could only be exasperated: "Quickly, immediately, call the Chief of Defense for me. I want to ask him whether he eats dry rice or porridge. Does he know how to respect the elderly? Is it easy to sleep at my age? In the middle of the night, this is to make me die from lack of sleep, so he can take the opportunity to take over?!"

The White House staff member who woke him up rolled his eyes and went straight to the phone. Later, he tweeted: "And you, can't you wait for me to wake up before calling me? Don't think that you are in good shape and I can I won’t hit you!”

When the Secretary of Defense arrived in the Oval Office, Twitter was tweeting again.

"His Excellency the President"

"Wait, let me finish this tweet."

The Minister of Defense was expressionless.

After a while, Twitter finished tweeting contentedly, looked up and saw the Minister of Defense: "When did you come?"

The chief of defense immediately said, "Ten minutes ago."

"Oh, I remembered it." Twitter patted his head: "Oh, people get old, and their memory fades terribly."

Then his face changed: "Tell me what's going on!"

The Secretary of Defense has long been used to the style of Twitter. This guy looks inconspicuous and unreliable, but he is definitely a [-]% old shade.

It is said that anyone who can become president may be suspected of being a puppet, but he must possess his hidden characteristics.

Without saying a word, the Minister of Defense directly put a thick stack of information in front of Twitter.

Then he said simply and generally: "About the chaos created by SHIELD, Hydra, the military and other forces surrounding a person called the Ghost of Christmas Eve."

Twitter randomly flipped through the information: "What is Hydra?"

"Simply put, Hydra is a white glove," said the Minister of Defense.

"White gloves?"

"Yes."

"The kind that you throw away when it gets dirty?"

"Yes."

"Then throw it away." Twitter tweeted: "Actually, I don't care what you do, I only have one request, that is, on my watch, you can't cause me any trouble that I can't clean up. While I'm sleeping I was woken up when I was in bed, and before you came here, do you know how many phone calls I received? They were all questioning me, and I didn’t even know what was going on!”

He put his hands on the information: "Listen, I don't want to hear the sound of guns again before dawn. You know what to do with the public opinion guidance. The stupidity of the American people must be taken advantage of."

"clear."

This brief conversation determined the subsequent attitude of Nishimiya or the American government.I went to Twitter to catch up on sleep, and the Minister of National Defense is still busy.

How to recover from the impact of the "war" in New York, how to recover from the consequences caused by Malik's press conference, the military, and SHIELD, one after another, is extremely troublesome.

Nick Fury is also busy.Although the injury was serious, it was not time to recuperate.

The first thing he has to face is cleaning up SHIELD's mess.Hydra undoubtedly suffered heavy losses in this night. Pierce died, Sitwell died, Rumlow died, and almost all of their elite members died.But SHIELD has also shrunk in power as a result.

This is one of them.

Second, in addition to the core members of Hydra who died, there are more ordinary and even peripheral members within S.H.I.E.L.D., all of which need to be dealt with.If he deserves to be killed, if he should be fired, if he should be fired, he will take this opportunity to wipe out S.H.I.E.L.D.

The tenacity of Hydra is frightening.No one thought that those scientists who were recruited after World War II could take root again.

One lesson like this is enough.

Third, we must face accountability from U.S. officials and the Security Council.Although Nick Fury can get rid of most of the blame through Malick's performance, as the director, he must bear the responsibility for SHIELD causing such a big thing.

The current situation of S.H.I.E.L.D. is irreversible, and he intends to streamline it—by eliminating all doubtful members, cutting off a considerable number of 'plans' and 'projects', and concentrating the remaining resources to allow S.H.I.E.L.D. to complete its rebirth.

Time passed by, and seeing the dawn of the East, General Ross had almost gritted his old teeth.He never expected that a mere Statue of Liberty would still be standing despite being bombarded by his army's highly concentrated and high-intensity firepower for almost two hours.

"This unscientific!"

"Your Majesty."

A gentle old man put on his glasses: "This is very scientific."

"Tell me how scientific it is?" Ross said angrily: "For nearly two hours, my cannonballs almost filled the Manhattan River, and the skin of that thing didn't even break!"

"It's very scientific." The old man said calmly: "Didn't the General realize that the more intense your firepower, the more violent the shaking in New York will be?"

"Isn't this a matter of course?!"

"No." The old man said: "After rigorous calculations, in terms of the firepower intensity of the weapons used by His Excellency the General, the earthquake intensity caused to New York should only be one-third of the earthquake intensity and range shown now."

"What the hell do you mean?!"

The old man said: "I think the Statue of Liberty transferred the force generated by the explosion of the artillery shell to the ground beneath our feet, thus causing the intensity and range of the earthquake on the ground to be twice as high as it should have been."

Ross was dumbfounded: "You mean, my shells actually bombed not the Statue of Liberty, but the ground under our feet?"

"Yes." The old man said: "The statue of the goddess perfectly transferred the power of the shell, so it didn't hurt at all. Otherwise, it can't be explained."

General Ross's cigar fell to the ground, and he was speechless for a moment.

"In other words, I worked for a few hours, spent billions of dollars in arms, killed hundreds of soldiers, and got nothing in the end?"

He was furious: "This is impossible!"

"That's the truth." The old man said lightly.

Not far away at this time, several cold-faced officers were talking in low voices.

"From the previous wave of forces attacking this statue to now, the total energy poured into it overnight, the explosion of thermonuclear weapons with an equivalent of more than 100 million tons."

"This technology is amazing. It seems to have a perfect transformation and devouring effect on pure energy, and a perfect transfer effect on non-pure energy weapons."

"The Ghost of Christmas Eve, he must be the real reason why we can't go back in time. The preset plan failed. SHIELD will not only exist, but it will also become a new one because it cut off the tumor of Hydra. We should now what to do?"

"We have no choice. Unless we kill the Ghost of Christmas Eve. Only by killing him can we continue to go back in time and return to the time period before the creation of S.H.I.E.L.D. - actually I think this is not important anymore. Don't you? Discover, is this Christmas Ghost a more powerful being than SHIELD? We want to rule this planet and turn it into our third life star. Even if we pass SHIELD, this Christmas What about the ghost?”

"We can't defeat him. Unless the fleet from the home star comes across the star sea. And even if the fleet arrives, even if the guardian of this planet is excluded, I think the possibility of us getting a broken planet is greater than getting a complete planet. possibility. If the technology of this statue is used, how should we face it? Attacking it will actually attack the planet itself. Without attacking it, we will not be able to occupy this planet."

"Hidden."

(End of this chapter)

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