Become Marvel Daisy Johnson

The wind and snow howled, covering the eyes with a vast mist. Opening his eyes with difficulty, the cold stings his skin, the cold wind penetrating the bone marrow awakens something, staring at the eyes with shortness of breath, as if something is about to come out of the misty snow Feifei in front of him. His feet were cold, but he walked forward recklessly, and his breathing became short of breath.

Two black shadows gradually appeared in front of the eyes. The wind and snow covered their figures, so they couldn't be seen clearly. All they knew was that one was kneeling in front of the other, begging for something. faintly heard a few words,

"Please...please!"

"Hey!"

Daisy wakes up the wandering Cynthia.

"Why are you in a daze?"

"Ah, it's nothing. I seem to have snow blindness, and I can't see the surroundings clearly." Cynthia rubbed her eyes, and said casually in order to conceal her fatigue.

Daisy pouted, "What about the big guy in front of me?"

"Wow!" Only then did Cynthia realize that they had arrived at their destination on a snowmobile. "What a big Gryphon bomber"

One end of the wing of the black giant bomber exposed the ice, and the first SHIELD agents had already marked the fuselage.

Daisy took a special look at Cynthia who was holding a cosmetic box to touch up her makeup. At this time, she was shivering passively. The subordinate agent showed Daisy the detection data, and Daisy nodded, and the excavation work on the other side had already started.

"The data shows that everything is normal, the reported temperature is -37c, and the visibility is extremely low. Everyone, watch your feet, the formation here changes frequently."

"This is the inspection team. There are no creatures around. We have been digging here for a century and no one has cared about us. Over."

"This is the investigation team, we have already entered."

"Reporting the situation in the room"

"Ice and snow are everywhere, sir. The room is very quiet, and it is preliminarily judged that there are no living things."

"Yeah, in such a cold day, where are there any ghost creatures?"

"Sir, what's this?" The radio salsa followed footsteps, followed by rapid breathing.

"Go home..." the veteran agent yelled at Mai.

"It's the captain! Old fellows! We've found him!"

There was a burst of restlessness, the voices of the agents passing the news became chaotic, and the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. worked harder. Daisy and Cynthia hid in the car to avoid the cold. When Cynthia heard the news, she looked curiously at the busy agents around her, and looked at the wreckage of the Gryphon bomber.

"Aren't you going to see it?"

"What's so interesting about the old popsicles? I'll watch them after they dig them out."

"Haha, old Popsicle. You will be rebelled by your subordinates for making complaints like this." Cynthia's words are not exaggerating. When Daisy first studied before entering S.H.I.E.L.D., the captain accounted for nearly 80% of the history part , Captain's glorious history goes deep into the bone marrow of every S.H.I.E.L.D. agent. The depth of love, the timidity of fear.

"Ha, it's so cold. If only Gugu was here, so I can touch its belly, hehe. What are you thinking? Are you wearing three pieces, is it cold?"

"I'm thinking about how to deal with this matter today."

Daisy stepped on the center console of the transport vehicle with serious eyes. Seeing her like this, Cynthia didn't bother her. I moved my **** by myself so that the warm position touched my thighs, my eyes were foggy and comfortable.

"Cynthia"

"Um?"

"Schmidt is your real last name, isn't it?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"When you came to the company before, the resume you submitted was forged, and I thought your name was forged too. I haven't asked you about this for a long time, and you didn't say it. In this way, Schmidt is You got your real last name, that's right. Oh, right. You're from the Secretary-General, right?"

Daisy's words were a bit long-winded, but when she asked the second question, Cynthia noticed something was wrong, "...yes"

"I…!"

"Hush...don't make a sound." Daisy covered Cynthia's mouth with her warm hand. Cynthia reacted so excitedly that her saliva flew out and was covered by Daisy's slap. The warm and wet touch made Cynthia feel a little strange. At this time, Daisy was pressing on Cynthia, but she didn't take her hand away immediately. Daisy said very seriously, "No! Make a noise!"

After getting out of the car, Daisy put her hands in her pockets and walked towards the temporary tent. Cynthia, who was alone in the car, was beating heartily.

She knows!

Ah, she knows!

It's over, it's over, it's over!

wrong!

Why didn't she catch me? She knows the secretary general!

she!

Is it my own? !

Ask clearly!

In the misty snow, a girl in the transport vehicle opened the door and jumped out, but immediately slipped back into the vehicle. After a while, she jumped down again, and trotted into the tent, pulling her collar.

"Be careful when cutting, the current captain is fragile. Tell me, all agents participating in this mission must keep it secret. Huh?"

Looking curiously at Cynthia who had come in to take shelter from the wind, Daisy continued to deliver orders. Klein, who was sitting next to Daisy, greeted Cynthia curiously. Because the agents around him found out the reason for the captain, they lost their way of doing things and were in a mess. The scene was chaotic.

Cynthia rubbed her hands angrily to make herself more energetic, and she intentionally looked at Daisy for a long time. But Daisy glanced at her after she came in, and then she was busy with the matter at hand, and never cared about her again.

First, he came to Klein's side and had a brief conversation with him. Klein, as the messenger, handed over a team of people to Cynthia and asked her to be in charge of the mining work on the east wing.

In this mission, in Daisy's mind, the captain is the first mission, completing this one is equivalent to unlocking the follow-up plot. But for the agents in the base, this is just an inspiring booster. They want to bring back this bomber from World War II. But the size is too large, equivalent to the space carrier that is still under construction in the base. The best way is to cut the entire Lion Eagle bomber into several pieces, and then transport them to the nearest coast one by one, and the "Enterprise" aircraft carrier will be responsible for carrying them back.

Seeing that Cynthia was about to leave, when Daisy passed by Cynthia, she put the oversized down jacket she had just put on beside her, and ran to Klein's monitor without saying a word, busy.

The down jacket was hot, and Cynthia no longer felt cold. The agents around were busy working, she was embarrassed to stop alone, and hurriedly walked outside.

"This **** place, I should have followed the widow." Klein muttered softly.

"Can't bear her Opie?"

"That, that, that! I just lament that this **** place is too cold, why not go to Europe with her, and suffer too much here..."

See, Daisy is right, the black widow is in the team, affecting harmony.

With a slap on the forehead, Daisy was full of malice, "Then I'll throw you here right now, and dig a month's worth of crushed ice for me!"

The news came from the headset that the team that excavated Captain Roger Steve's body had returned. Klein followed Daisy out of the tent. The three distinct clothes on Daisy's body were incompatible with the other regiments. Klein looked at Daisy's back curiously.

"Oh, woman"

Agents from other tents rushed over one after another and surrounded the ice cubes. Daisy pushed through the crowd and came to Roger Steve ice cubes. Simmons was testing with instruments.

"Sir, the captain is still very fresh..." She hesitated to say to Daisy, and the test showed that the biological cells still had vitality. But this does not mean that the captain is still alive. but can

"He... can still be rescued!"

Daisy evacuated the surrounding agents, pulled Simmons, and told her, "You go to the headquarters with me. We will send the captain's ice cubes there to thaw, and you will take care of the captain's body."

"Okay, I'll get ready now." Seeing Simmons return to the tent, Daisy shook her body. She really doesn't feel cold in only three clothes. The first is a strong physique. She can resist Hulk's attack. With such active cells, she has some ability to resist cold. Secondly, the vibration generates heat, and my superpower can provide myself with heat supply. Three pieces of clothing in such a world of ice and snow are simply trivial.

Fitz arrived late, dressed like a ball with his down jacket in his pocket, and asked Daisy suspiciously, "What are we going to do next?"

"You stay!"

"Yes! Then?"

"Dig out all the Hydra's weapons!"

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Sit in a hurry and take Cynthia and Simmons back to the Tricurve Wing. As soon as they got off the plane, Pierce and Nick Fury were waiting anxiously outside. Daisy introduced the whole process of discovering the captain to the two. The two looked at Roger Steve, who was still in the state of ice in the ice bin, glanced at each other, and exchanged opinions.

Unfreeze, revive.

Although such a word is simple, it is actually extremely difficult to operate!

When a person is in a frozen state, the temperature in the body rises, which will cause the blood to expand and burst the blood vessels. Thermal expansion and contraction, how to prevent cells from expanding and bursting when thawing is the most difficult problem.

There is a high probability that Roger Steve can be resurrected, but the technology at this time cannot support such an idea. I'm afraid that Roger Steve will become a statue forever for people to visit.

"Leave this matter to me. I have a team dedicated to how to unfreeze. Maybe they will have a way."

"Huh, it's going to be lively now." Pierce nodded, turned to look at Daisy, and expressed his approval. Then he said to Nick Fury, "The old guys in Congress will definitely breathe a sigh of relief about this matter. Our affairs are much easier."

"Then you have to worry about things, I will leave with the hero's body first."

Turning to face Daisy, Daisy took the opportunity to tell a secret

"This is the number of weapons detected in the bomber. I think this matter must be told to you personally."

"The notorious John Schmidt, the last trace of the Red Skull, was driving a giant bomber to New York with a secret weapon, planning to blow up the foot-holding building. He was stopped by the captain, and finally the plane lost control and crashed. Inside the bomber The weapons are still there, and now they are completely frozen in the wreckage. How to deal with these weapons, please judge.”

Simmons and Cynthia behind Daisy were both surprised. Simmons hadn't thought about the weapon at all. She, including other agents, firmly believed that the purpose of the excavation leader was pure. Cynthia's surprise was more inclined to Daisy's just mentioning her own great-grandfather, so was that why she found herself? What a terrible intuition!

Secretary Pierce stepped forward immediately

"This is the last evil weapon of the former, we must destroy"

Nick Fury looked at the data submitted by Daisy, then at the frozen captain and the shield in his hand, two steps behind Pierce.

"No, we should..."

When he said this, he stopped. Looking at the two girls beside Daisy. "Hill, you take the two of them to the base, I'll come later."

Pierce called off the others, Daisy wanted to leave

"No, you have a right to know about it."

The three finally returned to Nick Fury's office and continued to talk about the weapons

"In my opinion, this batch of weapons should stay."

Daisy was not surprised by such an answer. On the way here, Daisy and Pierce had their own ideas. Daisy felt that Pierce had done this trick, and retreated to advance, and her psychological hint made Nick Fury choose to stay.

Daisy never noticed that Pierce was not happy after hearing Nick Fury's answer, which was his most sincere thought.

"It's too dangerous, your political stance."

Nick Fury raised his hand, it doesn't matter.

"Labeling a weapon as a villain is stupid in itself. You've been dealing with politicians for too long, Alexander. I don't care what other people think of me. Insight plans are blocked. When humans face unknown dangers, at least Gotta have a gun!"

Pierce turned to face out the window, kneaded his forehead with his fingertips, and remained silent for a long time, "What do you think, Johnson?"

"This has touched the blind spot of my authority." Daisy held her hand behind her back. "From an objective point of view, this is the secret weapon of a group of Hans Tiger extremists during World War II. It's not that I despise the scientists of that era. If it is really a cross-generational work , That will only span thirty or forty years. It may not be worth mentioning compared to modern weapons, and there may be something to learn from."

"That's because you don't know these weapons yet." Nick Fury opened the permission and retrieved the video of the early "Pegasus Project". Howard Stark was full of praise for the energy existing in the Rubik's Cube. The explosion speed produced by an energy ball the size of a grain of wheat is close to 18,000 meters per second, which is really a chilling data!

How did the Red Skull, who possessed such a terrifying weapon, get defeated by the Roaring Commandos? You must know that this data is three times the data of modern final weapons!

In front of it, the power of modern weapons is like playing tricks!

"I still say the same thing~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This batch of weapons is not suitable for mass use"

"So good steel is used on the edge of the knife, at critical moments." Nick Fury said the righteousness, and Pierce was moved by him.

"Special moment, special treatment. Only use it when it is appropriate! This is the last line for you to hide, and you can handle the rest yourself." The old man left the room after speaking.

Daisy looked at Nick Fury.

"Originally, the affairs of the alliance should be handled by you. A hero like you should be on the battlefield."

"It seems that I am destined to be behind the scenes. I will deal with those weapons."

"How's Banner?"

"Don't worry, I lost it."

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