New Staff of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Hank Thompson understood something at first, but it was not very clear. He did not recover his memory because he had found the answer with the model. At random, he is now normal, and his strong subconscious did not appear on him.

"Is he okay?" Hank Thompson asked.

"Yes, he is fine now, but his brain is a little confused, just take a break, thank you very much for your help." Wesley said with a smile, "Are you very confused, why are we looking at this?"

"May I know?" Hank Thompson asked.

"Yes, this is Agent Phil Coleson. He was in charge of a project, and you are one of the beneficiaries of this project. You were originally an agent, an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., but because of illness You are about to die, and the project that Phil is responsible for recruited six agents, including you, all of whom are about to die because of the disease, but the project was successful and you all survived."

Hank Thompson interjected and asked, "This is the sequelae of the project?" He pointed to the model.

"Yes, it seems that you have also been at that stage. The original project was very successful, but in the follow-up observations, you all showed a memory, a memory of the pattern, and crazy depiction. There was no way at the time, but in the end, you could only clear your memory. Then change their identities to live the lives of ordinary people."

"That's it. I have such memories in the past, but it's not crazy. It was just a little bit at the time. Then I portrayed some, and I felt something was wrong. I am now a construction contractor, so I did it a little bit by myself. Although it seems a little weird to build this model city, my son likes it very much. After it is finished, I will be normal.” Hank Thompson said.

"Yes, now it seems that the pattern is not a painting, but a city, an alien city. Of course, you don’t need to pay attention to these. I think you are very satisfied with your current life, and we will not continue to disturb you. , But we still need to take five people to take a look, and then we will scan this model for research."

"Understand, if what you said is true, then I would like to thank Agent Phil Coleson, and I am also obligated to help other people." Hank Thompson believed the stranger in front of him, because everything he said It's true, my own experience will not lie.

Phil Colson stood up sweating profusely, and walked over weakly, "Thank you very much, Mr. Hank Thompson, although I would like to call you an agent again, but now your life is very good. You deserve it." Phil Coleson looked at the door, Wesley and Hank Thompson looked over, and a woman with a child was standing at the door.

Hank Thompson recruited them, "This is my wife and son, these two are... my former colleagues, they ask me to help with some things."

"Yes, the design of this model is great. We need to make a copy and take it back as a reference. Hank, let's say goodbye. The other five people will visit soon. You are a genius." Wesley smiled and said. Then he took Phil Colson and left.

Back in the car, Wesley looked at Phil Coleson and asked, "Envy his life? You can have it too. I know you have a girlfriend, a cello player. The disappearance of your death makes She is very sad, you can stand in front of her again."

"No, I still remember the vow I made when I joined S.H.I.E.L.D. to fight bravely to protect the planet. The Avengers were built up by me and the Secretary little by little. Your bravery in the Battle of New York also inspired me, although I I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I watched the video record many times, and I still kept a copy." Phil Coleson turned to look at Wesley.

Wesley could feel his confidence, and he still had a belief, and then he heard Phil Coleson say: "Captain America, Hawkeye, and Black Widow are themselves members of S.H.I.E.L.D., and Captain America belongs to Aegis. The predecessor of the game, it is understandable that they are willing to fight, but you and Stark and Bruce still choose to fight as scientists, civilians, and billionaires. I deeply admire this."

"The earth is our home." Wesley said.

"Yes, so the earth needs S.H.I.E.L.D., and we need someone to give up something for this. Now we have to cheer up and defeat Hydra." After Phil Coleson finished speaking, he started the car.

Back on the plane, he contacted the headquarters directly and asked the headquarters to send personnel. He received the remaining five personnel involved in the secret project. At the same time, he handed over John Garrett and Grant Ward. They will spend the rest of their lives in prison. .

The escorts are from the SHIELD branch in New York, and they will be sent to the secret prison of SHIELD, where they are still safe.

After seeing the model, the remaining five people all realized that although they did not remember each other, they still hugged and wept. Hank Thompson congratulated them. Although they did not remember each other, they still left each other's phone numbers. Decided to keep in touch in the future and build a solid circle of friends.

Everything seemed to be resolved. Wesley was very happy. His task was completed. The next day was their vacation. Wesley went to Skye and drove a base SUV to Los Angeles.

"You seem to have solved a big problem?" Skye asked in the car.

"Yes, about the big question of resurrection, what's wrong? Are you interested in it?" Wesley asked.

"No, what about my problem?" Skye looked at Wesley expectantly.

Wesley thought for a while, and the team’s ideological issues were also the focus. Skye was very persistent about his own life experience, and then said: "You were born in China, your father is American, and your mother is Chinese, when you were born. In a small village, at that time, several agents of SHIELD were tasked to go there."

"What then?" Skye asked.

"Then they found that all the people there were dead. They only found you. Not long after you were born, they didn't know what happened, but they started to be hunted down. The enemy's target was you."

"Why did they go there?" Skye asked a little excitedly.

"A senior agent was carrying out a mission at the time, mission level 0-8-4." After Wesley finished speaking, Skye was stunned. She knew the number very well. Wesley went on to say: "The sacrifices in the village are for one person. This person should be your mother, but they don't know exactly how."

"My mother? So do you mean that she might not be there anymore?" Skye's tears flowed down, and his big eyes were filled with mist. Wesley knows everything, but that is the plot of the American TV series, and he doesn't want to say too much. The rest can only be experienced by Skye.

"I don’t know, I know what happened later. Several agents protected you all the way back to the U.S., but they were still being hunted down, and then died one after another. Finally, the remaining two thought of a way. According to the rules of S.H.I.E.L.D. An eighth-level agent-level mission was designed to erase a person's life, so you don't have any information, and you won't find it no matter how you find it."

"They... are they protecting me, right?" Skye asked choked up.

"Yes, although you change a family every few months, S.H.I.E.L.D. agents are always around you to make sure you are safe." Wesley held the steering wheel with his left hand and his right. He took Skye's hand and comforted her silently.