Hex Technology Tycoon of American Comics

Jasper Sitwell is a sixth-level agent of SHIELD. Although this kid is not high-level, he is involved in many things.

The reason is because he is still a hydra - a hydra with a high level.

However, even as a well-informed double agent of Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D., he was still a little shocked when he visited the Hex Technology headquarters in person--

The headquarters is full of non-humanoid robots and transport vehicles, with only a small number of employees responsible for safety and supervision.

If he was thinking about intrusion... this kind of security facility that was completely different from the traditional defense network made him feel like he was staring into the abyss.

Especially the solid and solid security gate in front of you, which looks no less fragile than the protective measures of a military fortress.

"Please show proof of your visit."

Standing in front of him was Frank wearing an exoskeleton. The red-light eye detector made him look like a demon.

"We are... agents of the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Agency, and we would like to inquire about some matters with your company."

"There is no appointment record." Frank moved, and the Hextech rifle in his hand went into alert mode.

Sitwell's heart tightened: "Relax - we are official people, this is my ID..."

Before he could take out his ID card, Frank pointed his gun directly at this guy--

"Stop, I don't care if you are an official or not. Hex Technology now has a cooperation agreement directly with the military. In terms of security management, our confidentiality level is the same as that of any secret service agency.

In other words - don't do anything that would cause me to misunderstand. "

The cold voice made Sitwell sweat break out on his forehead.

He forced a smile and said: "You are acting as if I am some black man wandering the streets with nothing to do. I am really someone sent by the government."

Frank said nothing.

Carl saved his family, avenged him, and restored kindness.

He won't ask more about these things - because Karl's request to him is not to ask more, just execute.

Because he knows that almost everything is under the control of the boss. Since the boss has not said anything, there is no need to ask more questions.

"Frank, take him to the living room and take off the monitoring equipment on him - it's already marked on your visor."

Carl's voice came to his ears, Frank put down the gun, and the tense atmosphere eased a little.

Sitwell was relieved at this time - because he knew that Frank's statement of the highest level of confidentiality was not a joke at all.

Hextech could really just kill official personnel who come here without authorization.

He was really miserable when he thought about Coulson, who could easily get into Tony Stark's private elevator at Stark Industries.

"The boss said you can come in, but watch your words and deeds, come in."

"Okay." After hearing this, Sitwell was about to go back to the car, but was immediately stopped by Frank.

"Hey! I told you, only you can go in, not your car."

"what?"

Sitwell was stunned - the interior of Hex Technology's headquarters looks like New York's Central Park. Do you want to walk in?

An aerial transport vehicle slowly drove out from the wall. It was a small two-person aerial transport vehicle. It did not have much redundant design and was used entirely for transportation within the headquarters. It was relatively compact.

"Also, put away those secret agent gadgets you have on you, otherwise you may face very serious lawsuits - you, and the collective or organization behind you."

Sitwell honestly put all his things in the car he came from, and removed all the agent equipment to make him feel like he was running naked.

But what can be done?

The float vehicle starts up, and the night view of New York City comes into view--

He comforted himself: At least this industry can experience the experience of floating vehicles worth tens of millions of dollars on the market, which is not a loss.

……

"Mr. Karl, I think I'll just put it bluntly. We are now facing some special circumstances and need the help of some talented people like you - maybe Mr. Stark has mentioned it to you."

"Avengers? He did say that, but I'm not the hero material."

Carl shrugged.

Although he is still quite popular in the "superhero circle" now, he is really not Tony's kind of character who enjoys it.

Compared to pretending to be a superhero, showing off wealth and enjoying life is more in line with his definition of a good life.

"Okay..." Sitwell seemed not to have high expectations, and then said, "So...do you accept military contracting employment?"

Karl raised his eyebrows: "You can say it first."

“Here’s the thing – your company has epoch-making science and technology, and has successfully applied it into reality on a large scale.

Whether it is in the fields of military industry, medicine or engineering construction, etc., they all amaze the world--

As an agency with global law enforcement powers, we would like your help in dealing with special events - such as huge threats like the Abomination and the Hulk. "

Karl rubbed the teacup at hand: "So this incident is just like the one in Harlem?"

"To this...I can only say that we also have our own confidentiality rules, sorry."

The cunning hydra.

Carl knew what they were planning - most likely hiring Hextech under the banner of SHIELD.

Once or twice may be normal, but with the so-called "confidentiality requirement", if the number of times increases, they can use Hex Technology.

Even tying Carl to their boat.

Unfortunately, this method only works for those who are kept in the dark - Hydra is not a shadowy threat to Carl.

"Sounds good, what can you give me?"

Sitwell was overjoyed - although he was a little unhappy when he came in, now that we get along with him, Karl is relatively easy to talk to.

"The most direct thing is that we are rich - and secondly, we can give you what you need most, political support.

Allow me to introduce you to the Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency. Although we appear to be a local agency of the Eagle Nation, in fact.

Our superior is the World Security Council, so we have jurisdiction all over the world. "

Karl smiled after hearing this.

S.H.I.E.L.D. legally has law enforcement rights in many countries, but it has also encountered various kinds of hostility.

Sitwell continued: “I know that your company has the habit of developing poor areas, and has even set up a factory in the African country of Cameroon and hired Silver Sable security.

But Silver Sable Security is just a security company after all. We can directly deploy regular agents to your factory and even enjoy legal immunity.

You can think about it. "

After listening, Karl said almost without thinking: "Not bad conditions, but I have always abided by the law, so I hope to get more financial support.

Let’s be straightforward, like this incident, what do you need me to do and how much can I get. "

"So you agree?"

“Did you know that military contracting often involves a lot of detail, and if you expect to get one:

"Hex Private Military Contracting Company will be completely at the mercy of some agency for some time to come," then you may be disappointed. "

Karl put his hands under his chin: "I prefer piece-rate contracts - tell me my mission goals and we will talk in detail, or we can wait for the next cooperation opportunity."

Sitwell scratched his head - this guy is not easy to fool.

"Well sir, we need your power to find a special...power source."

Finally, Sitwell explained the whole story.

A powerful energy source inherited from the great villain of World War II, the Red Skull.

SHIELD has been researching this item, but just a day ago, an accident happened.

Uninvited guests appeared in the research institute out of thin air, then stole the Cosmic Cube and kidnapped their people, but now there is no news.

And they want Carl to help them find the Cosmic Cube.

After listening, Karl said:

"Sounds interesting - but since you are unwilling to provide detailed data on the mission goal, which is the Cosmic Cube, I will not accept a contract targeting the Cosmic Cube."

The agent frowned: "What do you want?"

"I can provide you with technical support and necessary military assistance, but only before you confirm the end of the contract."

"Sounds...not bad, but if so, you must strictly abide by the terms of not studying the Cosmic Cube privately."

"Of course." Karl shrugged, "Then let's talk about compensation. Before the end of the contract, a basic salary of 200 million US dollars an hour, as well as some additional terms."

Karl moved his hands, and a holographic projection of the contract add-on appeared in front of his eyes--

The huge salary of 1000 million an hour has made everyone in Sitville faint, but after a closer look, the additional terms are even more outrageous.

“In addition to conventional force and technical support, satellite support will be increased by US$200 million/hour; overweight fire support will be US$100 million/ship; extremely difficult space rescue operations will be US$1000 million/time;

Massive rescue operation...? "

This is not hiring a PMC, this is hiring a golden man!

Fortunately, these additional clauses seem difficult to use...

For example, this is an extremely difficult operation space rescue - here is an example of rescue of complex vehicles in a high-rise space above 100 meters.

And complex vehicles do not include common fighters-who can use them?Repair something, a spaceship?

There are also large-scale rescue operations, which are defined as high-density urban areas being attacked by war, and Party A requests to exclude support...

What do you mean, is someone going to nuke New York?How can it be?

Looking down, we can see that there are actually weapons of mass destruction to deal with. This is too outrageous.

As for the base salary of $200 million per hour, it seems high in comparison, but it’s not too outrageous.

After all, this is the high-tech company that Wall Street is most optimistic about but cannot get.

"It looks...acceptable." Sitwell said slowly after reading it, "Then, let's sign the contract here. The situation is urgent."

"Of course." Karl smiled, very happily. "Also, I only accept the dispatch of the on-site commander - who is your on-site commander?"

After hearing this question, Sitwell finally felt better.

No matter how arrogant this successful entrepreneur is, he will definitely be surprised when he hears this name.

"Steve Rogers, yes, you heard that right, Captain America."

After hearing this, Karl just showed a surprised expression in cooperation.

Then the smile on his face grew stronger.

very nice.