The new super cute from Meiman

Chapter 462 Here Comes the Braised Egg
"loyalty!"

"Tuan! Knot!"

On the large playground of the Atlas mother base, a row of big men wearing protective gear were doing chopping exercises with strangely shaped one-handed swords in their hands under the watchful eyes of the instructors in front.

"Didn't you eat, speak up! If"

"loyalty!"

"Tuan! Knot!"

While the elite non-commissioned officers who were trained to be like their grandsons roared loudly under the sun, their one-handed swords were doing chopping, stabbing, and punching. The set seemed simple, but it was actually very simple. Actions.

These non-commissioned officers, officers, and even ordinary soldiers are lucky enough to get the elite energy sword. Fisher actually didn't plan to let them train. In his opinion, a professional soldier should be able to handle his own equipment, but it's a pity that he underestimated A person's lethality.

Perhaps it was the first time they came into contact with this kind of lightsaber-like thing in Star Wars. These sword-holders completely forgot the word of caution, and almost flew to Fisher with a sword. This is a trivial matter. A greasy middle-aged man like Sai Ke has evolved to the point where he has to show his energy sword first to cut watermelon for his little sister. As a result, he almost sliced ​​his own balls.

There are also two guys who feel that the white light of the energy sword is not domineering enough, plus they can do some mechanical transformation, so they want to change the color of the energy sword, and then there is no more, two bold guys, and a family member received 50 Anjiafei, the other one is alive, and the income is still very nourishing, the kind that will be fed every meal for the rest of his life.

According to Fisher's words, he spends a lot of money to raise 10,000+ combat troops every year for the sake of a bigger vision, not to let these idiots play themselves to death and become disabled to get that little disability death benefit.

So now these idiots have special heartfelt training. Because of the special grip of the energy sword, Fisher directly found more than a dozen swordsmanship masters, and then compiled a set of swordsmanship suitable for energy swords. Now these unlucky people Dan was frantically becoming the first wave of apprentices in this set of sword skills, and Fisher also prepared graduation certificates for them.

"They are really alive!"

Looking at the commotion on the playground, Nick Fury, who had put on a black windbreaker, suddenly sighed enviously.

"Sir!"

The few agents who followed Nick Fury didn't know what to say. The old and straight King of Agents who used to talk about Mare Farke collapsed instantly after the S.H.I.E.L.D. building was stationed by the Joint Secret Service up.

The other party's eyes are still sharp, the finger that pulls the trigger is still sensitive, and the ears can still hear very subtle winds and grasses, but the agents who are familiar with the marinated egg know how much the other party has changed. Be cautious, whenever the agent reports information to him, the other party's eyes seem to be looking at the prisoner, which makes people shudder.

"Let's go, today we estimate that everyone will not drop a few pieces of meat, I guess Fisher will not agree to our request!"

Nick Fury's footsteps were very slow. After he came out of the airport, he had been looking at the towering commercial buildings in the downtown area of ​​New Baghdad, the tall neon billboards, the clean streets, and the feeling that he couldn't feel it. A trace of dry air, Nick Fury has to admit that during the years he squatted in the S.H.I.E.L.D. building, although S.H.I.E.L.D. has developed and improved, his perception of the outside world has declined a lot, not because he is deaf and blind , but the collection of various information by S.H.I.E.L.D., which was to be handed over to him, but it seemed that the agents under his command ignored many things.

"Sit down, everyone!"

Looking at Nick Fury, who was much more haggard than the last time he met, Fischer also had to feel that the hospital bed is also a battlefield. Judging from the appearance of the other party, he should have lost more than 20 catties.

"What would you like to drink, tea or wine?"

"Coffee, thank you!" Nick Fury sat down on the sofa in the living room, and shook his hand at Fisher like the master returning to his own home.

"Okay, c8, give me four Cokes here, cold ones!" Fisher took the intercom on the side and ordered to the service robot on the floor.

"Sorry, I only have Coke!"

"Hmph..." Nick Fury looked at the other party with a smirk on his face, and couldn't help coughing lightly, "You are still... as usual... funny!"

"I can't help it, I was born, the ladies and sisters all say that I am a humorous male god!"

Feeling angry for a while, Nick Fury, who didn't know what to say, could only gulp down the Coke delivered by the robot, then threw the empty can into the trash can, and said to the robot.

"Please bring me another ten cans! It's better to have some more snacks, I want Black Forest Tiramisu! By the way, what do you want to eat, don't be polite, just order whatever you want. Atlas is a big company after all, with a big business. , can’t compare with us, please don’t be polite!” The last few words he said were for his subordinates.

And all the former agents looked at their boss looking like a rich man, and then looked at Fisher's indifferent expression, so they could only order some desserts casually.

"OK, just a second!"

Soon another pile of food and drink was brought over, and the stewed egg was also impolite, swept away the food, and then wiped his mouth bluntly, "One more!"

"By the way, it's been a long time since you guys have eaten, isn't it? S.H.I.E.L.D. is disbanded, so your little treasury should still be there!" Looking at the other party's look of starving to death, Fisher's expression was full. Incredible.

"I'll leave it to Coulson. His team needs the funds more than me now!" After eating and drinking, Nick Fury comfortably held a cup of freshly brewed tea, and started to taste it leisurely. .

"Are you, are you going to completely cut off contact with the other party?"

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is no longer suitable for the current situation, and I'm a dead person now, so it's better to keep in touch less!"

"Then you are going to open a new handicap!"

"Yes, so I'm here to find you!" Nick Fury nodded. He has no money and no one on hand now, but there is a lot of information about the remaining Hydra, but he can't give it to others, so it's still He has to do it himself, and now his safe houses and small bases are basically disconnected, and the only thing he can count on is Fisher, who made a fortune quietly.

"Actually, why don't you come to work for Atlas! We still lack talents like you!" Fisher admired Nick Fury's style of killing all enemies.

"No, I have to settle this matter by myself. As for other things, I will talk about it after everything is settled!" Nick Fury sat up straight and looked at Fisher who was sitting opposite him.

"We need manpower and equipment, as well as start-up funds, you can make an offer!"

(End of this chapter)