Marvel: I am the leader of the mutant race

Chapter 120 121: Act now!
Andy Capuente, New Mexico.

Near a crater that has been very hot recently.

Under the command of a bald man in a black suit and black-rimmed glasses, a group of well-trained and well-equipped S.H.I.E.L.D. armed agents quickly transformed large trucks full of materials into walls that isolated the inside and outside. .

In just half a day, with the concerted efforts of hundreds of people, an irregular circular wall with the crater as the center and a radius of 600 meters was built. This wall is three meters high and is milky white. It is not only thin and convenient, but also It's also rugged and durable, and is one of SHIELD's research department's outstanding inventions.

All the trucks drove in and stopped before the wall was completely closed. Each armed agent climbed up and down like hardworking and tireless ants, lifting a door from the truck bed. It was beautifully made and powerful. mortars and dropped them right in the center of the white wall.

There, there is a small building connected by simple assembly rooms. These assembly rooms are all brightly lit, and several people can be vaguely seen walking around among them.

Jasper Sitwell, a bald agent with a shiny head, walked up to Coulson, who was leaning against the jeep with a sad face and puffing away smoke. The two looked at each other, and the latter took out the lighter in his pocket knowingly. He came out and said, "Jasper, I'm keeping an eye on you. Don't try to take my lighter away this time."

Jasper lit up the cigarette and returned the lighter to Colson with a smile. He pouted at the armed agents who were taking measures to deal with the enemy in an orderly manner and asked: "Colson, you are the director. Your confidant, can you tell me what Fury is thinking, do we really want to go to war with the guys inside?"

"To be honest, I don't know."

Colson took a deep breath from the cigarette held between his fingers. The rich smoke was slightly warmed by the flames. In this cold season, it can bring a little warmth to the lungs. : "Including Fury, we all know what a terrifying figure that is. Although I have repeatedly advised him not to act rashly, Fury obviously has his own ideas."

"Damn your own thoughts."

Jasper cursed softly and then said fondly: "If it were Director Pierce, he would definitely not be so arbitrary. It's just a pity..."

Coulson used the cover of smoke to glance at Jasper's face without any trace. If he remembered correctly, this was the popular man in front of Pierce when he was in office. Regarding Fury's secret operation, he was just He objected to some of the content directed at Yuri, but he always maintained the highest level of vigilance towards his fellow agents who were on the same front as him.

"Jingle Bell!"

While he was lost in thought, the phone in Colson's pocket suddenly rang. He hurriedly took it out. Jasper, who was still puffing away, took a peek through the smoke and found that it was Nick Furr. Not only did Empress Rui not go far away, but she seemed to move her body closer to Coulson.

"Take action now, Coulson!"

Fury's voice on the phone was indescribably anxious: "Yuri Ambrosius has already boarded a plane from New York to New Mexico, but the damn agents in SHIELD who are responsible for collecting information have not A man knows when he comes back!”

Coulson's expression turned ugly for a moment. He knew that Yuri was coming to New Mexico soon and wanted him to take action immediately. It would be easier to say that this so-called action was a negotiation or a transaction, but as far as the results of the previous discussions were concerned, It seems that this action refers to using all means to achieve what Fury calls "regaining the Cosmic Cube"!
Nick Fury on the other end of the phone waited for a long time for Coulson's reply, and immediately understood what the other person was thinking. His aggrieved mother, Falk, said after one sentence: "I am on the Quinjet. At most, there will be no more." It takes half an hour to reach the destination, and that damn Yuri Ambrosius is taking a terribly slow civil airliner, so we have enough time to finish all this before he gets off the plane!"

Coulson didn't say a word, but in his heart he was deeply disappointed with this once wise and courageous commander, now the top talker of SHIELD. After hanging up the phone, he glanced at the man who was trying to stamp out the cigarette butts on the soles of his feet. Agent Jasper, who raised his head thoughtfully, his face full of confusion and curiosity: "What did our new director say?"

Colson took a deep breath and smoked the cigarette in his hand, which had only a few puffs but only the last bit left. He imitated Jasper's actions and threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stomped out the sparks with his feet, and then Press the soles of your shoes onto the rough gravel and wipe off the soot. "The director said to prepare weapons and equipment and take action immediately after he lands."

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At the same time, in the simple assembly room.

Vanax sat on a chair with her legs crossed, watching Jane and Eric holding a bunch of equipment and mumbling around the hammer on the platform. Next to her, sitting Lucy, who also had her legs crossed.

"That's crazy."

Lucy hugged her chest and shrugged, then turned to Vannex, who was staring at the hammer in a daze, and said, "Just to get an accurate data, Jane actually grabbed the steering wheel and drove the car towards such a big tornado. Go, you must know that she is not the only one in that car, Professor Eric and I, she does not take the lives of our so-called friends and mentors at all."

Vanax blinked and looked away from the hammer. She turned her head to look at Lucy, who had a resentful look on her face and was full of complaints. She no longer wanted to remind her that this topic had been repeated between the two of them countless times.

"You know, Vanax, Jane really risked her own life for this damn scientific research. We were admitted to the university together and we agreed to show off and get diplomas together. Yes, but she changed after entering."

Lucy stretched out her hand and curled one finger with each sentence: "In the first semester, she stopped skipping classes with me; in the second semester, she stopped sleeping in with me. , God knows how many teachers made me miss classes after losing her wake-up call; in the third semester, she no longer went shopping with me, and didn’t even find a boyfriend. She only spent time in the damn library every day. ;the fourth……"

Vanax glanced at the two huge lumps rising and falling on Lucy's chest and knew that the other party was really angry.

"You know we live together, right? Ever since she started working on this damn bullshit project, she goes out early and comes back late every day, and sometimes she doesn't see anyone all day long. Every time I see her again, I'm not satisfied. She has dark circles under her eyes and is covered in dust, her speech is weak, and the first thing she does after arriving home is to devour something and then fall into bed to sleep... She lives like a call girl who is not even serious about her clients!"

"What kind of unorthodox law?"

Speaking of crookedness, Vannax was very interested. This was something Lucy had never said before, and what Vannax liked most was being crooked.

"Uh……"

Lucy carefully glanced at Jane Foster, who was not paying attention here at all. She guiltily leaned into Vanax's ear and whispered in a voice that could only be heard by two people: "You know Yes, like SM, bondage and other inappropriate exercises that consume a lot of physical strength..."

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(End of this chapter)