Stand-in Messenger of Marvel World

Chapter 168 CALL ME (both orders two thousand and three plus updates)

"So you're in S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, the Tricurved Wing Building?"

"This is the case at the moment. That guy sealed off the entire base with authority, and everyone is trapped inside, except me."

Natasha seemed to be a little messy, and the amount of information was too much for her to adapt for a while.

The leader of Hydra, the biggest enemy of S.H.I.E.L.D., just died like this?

But thinking of Dior's incomparably weird abilities, it is really possible for him to do it.

So it's not good for those people to provoke anyone, but they feel that they have nine heads, and if one is cut off, two can grow back. Obviously, they all sailed on the aircraft carrier, but they were stranded in a small ditch.

After the mess, Natasha regained her composure and began to feel that Dior's 'stupid idea' just now was surprisingly practical.

Now the culprit, Alexander Pierce, died directly, Hydra lost its largest and most capable head, it was a time of chaos and disorder, and as Dior said, she was not on the wanted list, she was still Aegis She is a 'good agent' of SHIELD, so neither the real S.H.I.E.L.D. agents nor the Hydra will attack her rashly without getting the exact order.

And now, this person who can give orders no longer exists!

The period when the old head was cut off and the new head was not born is a good time to fight back. If it works properly, it can make a perfect time difference and bring S.H.I.E.L.D. back!
Sometimes the difference between a stupid approach and a good approach may be one objective condition.

"I understand, I will rush over immediately."

Natasha directly made a decision. At this critical moment, she chose to trust Dior.

But before she goes, she has to clean up those little tails that are following her!
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A few minutes ago, on the roof of a certain building, a person was sitting there blowing the cold wind all night, and the military telescope in his hand was always pointed in one direction.

"Colson, it's time to change shifts, you go get something to eat first."

There were footsteps behind Coulson and the 'smell' of food. He put down the binoculars, smiled at the person who came, then took out the bread and sausage inside, and ate it with mineral water.

"How is it? Is there any gain?" Agent Hill picked up the binoculars he put down and began to observe the movements of the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. Although doing so was useless almost every day, they couldn't do anything other than these.

In order to cover their evacuation, Barton and Natasha were caught by mistake and locked up separately. Director Nick Fury suffered serious injuries and is now recuperating.

The two of them are left intact, but what's the use?

He couldn't even think of a way to save people, let alone defeat Hydra and regain S.H.I.E.L.D.

So in order to make themselves seem more useful, the two of them took turns monitoring the Tricurved Wing Building, hoping to find some kind of miracle.

Coulson shook his head without saying a word. He thought about asking for help, such as Dio who possessed magical abilities, and Tony who turned into Iron Man. A few times he tried to risk getting close and almost gave away his whereabouts.

This shows that what he can think of, Hydra has already taken precautions!
He couldn't find any key points that could break the game. Despondency was probably the biggest gain for him and Hill these days.

"Colson, look quickly! The headquarters has activated the highest level of security protection!"

Coulson, who was eating, didn't even have time to swallow what was in his mouth. He immediately took out another military binoculars from his backpack, and pointed it over there.

really!

The entire Tricurved Wing building was sealed off, and all the windows were closed with high-strength alloy plates that could shield the signal. The bright lights just now disappeared in an instant, making people feel palpitations!

"What happened?" Coulson was shocked and couldn't help muttering to himself.

This is a security protection mode that can only be activated by people with A-level authority. Director Nick Fury, who is currently recuperating in bed, is one of them, and there is Alexander who has failed the trust of all the agents and given them a heavy blow from behind. Pierce!
In other words, there was definitely an unpredictable danger in the SHIELD headquarters at this time, which led to Alexander Pierce doing this.

But what will it be?

If there was a large-scale attack by the enemy, it would have been impossible to be so calm before.

"I have a hunch that maybe the key to us breaking the game is coming."

"Why do you say that?" Coulson looked at her as if you knew something inside.

Then I saw Agent Hill smile slightly, "A woman's intuition."

Although he really wanted to complain about this sentence, Coulson held back. He never looked forward to it more than now, hoping that a woman's intuition can save the world.

In this way, neither of the two left, but stayed here after reporting the changes at the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters to Director Nick Fury.

About an hour and a half later, the sun had risen, and the long dark night was gradually being driven away by bright sunlight.

No one knew what this scene meant, but Coulson and Hill, who were like sculptures holding binoculars, suddenly shook their bodies!
A familiar figure, a person who shouldn't be there, stepped out of the car covered with countless bullet holes.

"Natasha!"

"Agent Romanov?"

Coulson and Hill put down their binoculars at the same time and looked at each other in surprise.

"Let's have a look first, maybe this is a trap for us."

Agent Hill, who picked up the binoculars again, shouted again: "Look at Agent Romanov's clothes, it seems to be written."

"CALL ME"

"Oh my God, it's not what I thought it was?"

Coulson was silent for a while and said.

Hill said with a serious face: "Obviously, it's what you think. The question now is who is going to make this call."

"I'll go. Obviously women are more suitable for taking care of sick patients." Coulson suddenly smiled. If this is a sacrifice for them, then the caller will undoubtedly be targeted, very Danger.

"I have reason to suspect that you are discriminating against women. When you come back, I think we need to have a good talk. Besides, you look down on women too much."

"Sorry, you know I didn't mean that."

"I don't mean what you think, take a good look." Hill stuffed the binoculars into his hand, and left with a smile.

Coulson looked again, and found that Natasha, who was only wearing a small white vest, had been wandering around, repeating the actions of answering the phone, pressing it off, and answering the phone again and again.

He suddenly understood.
(End of this chapter)