Marvel's Chinese Superhero System

"Gather in the 10e war room in fifteen minutes." Nick Fury didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore, so he turned around and continued to look out the window after finishing his sentence, indicating that Qin Shou could leave.

"Why fifteen minutes later?" Qin Shou asked, looking at Nick Fury's back.

"Because our commandos are still on the helicopter."

Hearing this, Qin Shou had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, and then left the office.

In the rest area, Qin Shou sat on the sofa, dialed Harry's phone using the communication system in the mask, and asked in a deep voice: "Harry, don't tell me that you don't know about the institute."

Harry was obviously stunned, and then said with some surprise: "Wow, you are Qin. I didn't react to your voice for a while. Uh, yes, I already knew it and informed the Ministry of National Defense immediately."

Although there was nothing wrong with what Harry did, Qin Shou still sighed and said, "Oh, actually you should have told me directly. Why did you need to notify the Ministry of National Defense first?"

If this matter was directly accepted by Nick Fury's S.H.I.E.L.D. instead of going through the Department of Defense first, there would not be so many troubles now.

"I'm sorry, I forgot that you are a crow, and after all, this is a shameful thing, so"

Harry thought that Qin Shou felt that he didn't trust him and was angry for not notifying him first.

Qin Shou was too lazy to explain or complain to Harry, so he said: "Forget it, there is nothing wrong with what you did. Why are you so noisy over there?"

From the beginning, there has been a "huhu" noise on the phone.

"Well, I'm inspecting the factory area. I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first." After that, Harry hung up the phone.

In the villa, Harry was seen wearing a dark green high-tech suit, practicing dangling on a hang glider, breaking many things in the house, and the various data displays in the mask also dazzled him.

After sitting in the rest area for a while, Qin Shou heard the sound of a helicopter's propeller coming from outside the building.

It only took ten minutes for the SEALs to arrive, and Qin Shou also headed to the war room.

But then Qin Shou suddenly remembered that he didn't seem to know where the war room was.

After asking several staff members, I went around and found the 10e war room, which inevitably took some time.

So when Qin Shou came to the war room, those commandos had already found their seats.

Qin Shou took a quick look and saw that a standard SEAL platoon has a total of sixteen people. In addition, there is a report planning officer and a small team logistics support officer.

However, during the actual battle, Qin Shou believed that only eight people were needed, and SHIELD should be responsible for the reporting and planning this time, which meant that the planner was basically just a decoration.

However, this planner is still a beauty. She looks to be in her early thirties. Qin Shou should be able to call her aunt.

The logistics support officer is a black woman in her mid-twenties, but she is still somewhat useful and can prepare weapons and equipment for these team members according to their habits.

These thoughts flashed through Qin Shou's mind. Just now he was sitting there not doing nothing. He searched the Internet for information about the Navy Seals.

After all, they are a star unit, so these things are relatively easy to find.

The team members were also observing Qin Shou. They didn't say anything, but they were suddenly told to fly all the way here. Before that, they had never even heard of SHIELD.

Therefore, everyone was full of confusion, especially when a strange man in strange clothes suddenly opened the door and walked in. Maybe some of them had already recognized who Qin Shou was.

But for these people who are not in the United States for days a year, they probably still don’t know a lot. They may have heard of crows, but they basically don’t know what they look like.

So there was a scene like this. A man with a fat face and a big beard looked at Qin Shou and mocked: "Hey, this is not a place for stage actors. What kind of sword is that on your back?" I don’t think I can kill enemies with that thing, but I’m still wearing a mask. Do you think this is a superhero comic?”

He seems to be a bad-tempered gossip.

"First, this is not a sword, but a Tang sword. Second, I have killed more people with it than you know." Qin Shou retorted lightly, and then found a seat in the corner to sit down.

There is no water in this statement. Qin Shou has killed more than a thousand souls under his sword, and one person can only handle interpersonal relationships with about people at most. In fact, this is also the reason why most modern troops use the company as a basic tactical group.

"Wow, wow, I'm so scared after hearing that, hahahaha." The fat-faced and bearded man obviously didn't believe Qin Shou's words and thought he was bragging.

At this time, a young white man with blond curly hair who looked younger and also had a beard stretched out his hand to stop him. In fact, these team members all had short or long beards without exception.

"Sonny, what he said is probably true." The young white man stared at Qin Shou intently.

"Clayton, you don't really believe his nonsense, do you?" Sonny laughed.

"Remember what happened in Afghanistan last year? Ten local warlords were completely wiped out in less than a month. As far as I know, it seems that it was him who did it. He was alone, single-handed." Clayton's voice was a little loud at the end. He started to tremble and looked at Qin Shou who was resting his head with his hands closed and asked: "Am I right, Crow?"

Sonny on the side was shocked when he heard this, but he still didn't believe it. As a front-line combatant, he knew the dangers of the battlefield very well, and Clayton's words were completely beyond his cognitive scope.

Qin Shou was not surprised that someone knew about this matter, after all, he did not kill all the warlords, and the satellites of the United States hovered there every day, so it was basically impossible to completely keep them secret.

"Six days to be exact, because I usually don't have much time. I only go to Afghanistan on Saturdays. In order to help a friend, can't we start planning the battle?" Qin Shou said and glanced at the door of the war room.

As soon as the words were finished, Coulson came in with a roll of toilet paper and said, "I'm sorry I went to the toilet just now, and I'm a bit late. Long time no see, crow."

"Why do I feel like this mission is not urgent at all?" Qin Shoubu complained.

Colson still maintained a professional smile and said: "At least for now, that is indeed the case, because we have to wait for them to get on the ship and then sail safely to the high seas. I'm afraid you will have to settle your dinner here. ”

To be continued