A Journey of American Comics Starting from the Zombie Universe

Chapter 8 S.H.I.E.L.D.
S.H.I.E.L.D., an aerospace carrier.

Tall glass windows let in sunlight, casting a soft glow onto the silver console and projection screen.

The agents on the command platform were wearing black uniforms and operating various controllers and computers attentively. Their actions revealed urgency and determination.

However, although this command center is extremely strong, its outer wall is made of extremely durable high-density alloy, and some structures are even made of vibrating gold, which can be scraped off a layer of paint by ordinary missiles, but at this time it cannot give people bring any sense of security.

Every agent knows that the threats they face are unimaginably horrific.The zombie virus is raging, and superheroes are infected one by one and become crazy monsters.

A holographic image appears on a projection screen in the command center, showing the horror of superheroes infected as zombies.

Heroes who were once brilliant are now twisted and deformed, with only frenzy and longing in their eyes.In their holographic images, Hawkeye shot and killed civilians as prey, and Captain America swallowed bloody pieces of meat, and even tore people in half with his bare hands when he ate them.

And Luke Cage directly rushed into the police station by relying on his brute strength and invulnerable skin, and dyed every window of that building red amidst the gunshots.

In the entire hall, apart from the rustling noise from the office, there were occasional sobs. No one dared to imagine whether their family members who stayed on the ground could survive this crisis.

At the moment when the command center was silent, there was a sudden sound of hurried and powerful footsteps, breaking the atmosphere of silence.Fury led a large group of people and walked firmly into the command center.

Among them were Na Colson, Hill and the others. They all silently followed behind the chief with serious expressions on their faces.

Fury stopped in front of the podium, looked around, his only remaining eye was as sharp as an eagle, and swept everyone.

Then, his voice sounded calmly: "The current situation is very serious. I think everyone here already knows that an unknown virus is spreading continuously, and everyone who is infected will be transformed into zombies without exception."

Having said this, he paused, and then said slowly: "Yes, as you think, they are those monsters that appear in the movies and eat human flesh and blood as their own mission, and what's worse is that those monsters with super powers People can still retain their intelligence after being infected."

"Then maybe we can talk them out of cannibalism? Like how some Skrulls were persuaded to surrender to us?"

As soon as the words came out, the people around immediately cast accusing glances at the agent who spoke. The director has not finished speaking, why are you interrupting?

The agent who spoke was also aware of this, and he shrank his neck and did not dare to speak again.

Fury waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care about this trivial matter, and whispered: "Currently, the chance of success of this method is very slim. Even Steve, who has the strongest spirit and obvious kindness, has not been able to defeat that method. A virus."

When it comes to this, everyone is dejected. Every crisis in the past that has brought mankind to a critical stage of survival will be properly resolved, and this is absolutely indispensable for the existence of the American colonel as the soul of the team.

No matter how many times he is knocked down, he can stand up again like a rock, be knocked down again, and stand up again until the day of victory.

But who would have thought that this time, he would be the first to fall.

Looking at the eyes of many agents, Fury took a deep breath and continued: "We are facing a difficult battle, but it is in the darkest hour that we can show true bravery and determination. We It's S.H.I.E.L.D., we are humanity's last line of defense!"

His single eye scanned all the agents present, and his voice was full of power: "We have witnessed the great feats of superheroes, and they are our role models. Now, it is time for us to exert the power of mortals. We want to prove to them that We have the same fearless courage and invincible determination!"

He raised his right hand and pointed to the strategic map on the wall of the command center: "Every Quinjet fighter that takes off represents our hope, and every person alive is our soldier."

"We still have the Fantastic Four, we still have the X-Men, we still have Thor! We will unite and defeat those monsters!"

"We must protect mankind and we will never give up the world we love!"

A grave-like silence filled the command center, and everyone felt the unspeakable oppression and helplessness.However, in this dead silence, a round of applause suddenly sounded, clear and powerful.

That sound of applause spread rapidly in the air like sparks.One agent stood up and applauded, then another agent joined in, then a third, a fourth, and soon all the agents in the room were applauding and shouting "Okay!"

Their eyes were moist, and tears welled up involuntarily.

Amid the applause, the agents wiped away tears and returned to their work.

With hope and confidence in the future, everyone re-entered their mission.

The command center resumed its busy scene, and everyone devoted themselves to their posts with high spirits.

Seeing the atmosphere change and sweeping away the decadent command center, Fury nodded.

In the face of such a doomsday crisis, morale is particularly important. A group of dejected soldiers cannot accomplish anything.

He waved his hand, and a curtain of light rose up, covering him, Agent Hill, and Coulson. All he could see outside was a blur of figures, and no sound could be heard.

In the expectant eyes of the two, Fury said nothing. He walked to the desk and sat down. He turned his back to the two agents and fell silent. He stuck his fingers into his brown hair and wondered what he was thinking.

Yes, in the comic book universe, Fury mostly looks like a middle-aged white man with brown hair, not the black braised egg in the movie, but they all have one thing in common, that is, he has one eye and wears a Black leather eye mask.

Oh, and there is another point. Compared with Fury in the comics, who claims to be the guardian of mankind, the bald man in the MCU can be said to be a docile little sheep.

After a long time, he turned his chair and looked at the two people in front of him, saying word by word:
"I was ready to give up on New York and the world."

(End of this chapter)