I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

"The mystery is revealed..."

"For decades, your organization has been hiding in the shadows and hiding the truth, but now we know that they..."

"Just by our side!"

"Heroes... and monsters..."

Accompanied by a female voice narration, the events in New Mexico, the events in Harlem, New York (the battle of Hulk and the Abomination), and the Pegasus project, etc., related images of the highly classified project of S.H.I.E.L.D. are all on the screen, one by one. render.

With a "swoosh", Coulson, who was standing in the center of the strategic layout room, turned off all the videos on the screen.

Except for Melinda May, who was flying the plane, all the members of the special team led by Coulson gathered in the strategic arrangement room in the upper part of the cabin for the first mission briefing meeting since the team was established.

Noticing the doubts on the faces of Ward, Fitz, and Simmons, Coulson began to explain to everyone:

"The video just now was a small gift from a hacker group called "Rising Tide"."

Ward, with his arms on his chest, frowned slightly, and asked in a puzzled way:

"Rising Tide Organization? My previous mission, I dealt with them... But how could these hackers get this information before us?"

"Just like cracking our RSA encryption system, they're pretty good."

"Recently, according to the reports of engineers in the technical department, there is a gap in our data flow, which may be why they can break into our system and obtain these confidential information..."

Listening to Coulson's explanation, Fitz, who was standing aside, was holding a small notebook, recording something, and suddenly sighed in a low voice:

"Wow, the Rising Tide Organization is so cool, I almost want to join them..."

When Simmons, who was standing beside him, heard this sentence, he immediately poked him with his elbow and reminded in a low voice, "Fitz!"

"I mean, almost..."

Glancing at the whispering scientific duo, Coulson continued:

"Since the Rising Tide Organization wants to lead us out, then we will let them succeed once!"

Hearing this, Ward, who had been listening intently to the mission briefing, suddenly said solemnly:

"Do you want me to root them out?"

However, in the face of Ward, who was eager to try, Coulson's expression was somewhat surprised and disgusted.

"Wow! Of course not, I need to use them to find this person!"

As soon as the voice fell, I saw Coulson's operation on the virtual tactical table, and an image jumped out again on the screen in front of everyone.

"This is?!"

In the video, I saw a blond man in a hoodie in an empty square. Surrounded by many gunmen in black, he used superhuman strength and means to break out.

After pausing the video being played, Coulson explained to several people with a solemn expression:

"This is an emergency that happened twelve hours ago on the Place de la Nation in Paris, France. The man in the image is our mission target this time!"

"As you can see, this man seems to be a superhuman with superhuman abilities. But, look here..."

With Coulson's operation, in the video, the picture of the right hand of the blond man began to gradually enlarge, and the number of frames gradually became clearer.

When Fitz and Simmons saw the right hand of the blond man, they all showed excited expressions.

"This is?!"

"Is that metal?!"

Even the calm Ward frowned, his eyes flashing a hint of surprise.

I saw the blond man in the image, and the exposed right palm was actually a mechanical hand full of metal texture!

"Look at his left hand again. In contrast, you should know what it means..."

Before Coulson could finish speaking, Fitz and Simmons answered in unison, "Cyborg soldiers?!"

"That's right!" Coulson gave Fitz and Simmons an admiring look, and then continued: "If we guessed correctly,

This man is a cyborg soldier! "

"Like the well-known super soldiers, the cyborg soldier program is also a scientific research direction that countries around the world have always wanted to make breakthroughs in. After all, compared to the super soldier serum that is difficult to replicate, the research on cyborg limbs is easier to make significant progress. And this world will never be short of careerists who want to use weapons to conquer the world..."

Pointing to the blond man and the man in black with a gun in the image, Coulson's expression sank, and he said:

"A cyborg soldier who was besieged and suppressed, and a mysterious force of unknown origin who dared to use firearms in public, there must be a truth behind this that is worth pursuing!"

"And I'm thinking, as long as I find this man, maybe everything will come to light!" Having said this, Coulson paused, spread his hands, and continued:

"However, it is very regrettable that we cannot use the facial recognition system to track the identity of this man due to the hair covering his face. Not only that, but after this video, the man disappeared as if from the world and could never be found again. There is no trace of him..."

"Then what are we going to do?"

Coulson casually touched the cuff of the suit, revealing a confident look:

"I don't know why, the hackers of the Rising Tide Organization also got this video one step ahead of us. So, we first go to meet the Rising Tide Organization, and then use these pervasive hackers to find this man!"

Listening to the determination in Coulson's tone, Ward couldn't help raising his brows and asked aloud:

"Sir, you mean you have found a member of this Rising Tide Organization?"

"That's right, although they were hiding very deeply, they still accidentally left clues when they cracked our internal encryption system."

Moving his eyes to the window of the plane and looking at the clouds in the sky outside the window, Coulson couldn't help but muttered in a low voice:

"And now we are on our way to meet them!"

. . . . . .

In a corner of a street somewhere in downtown Los Angeles, California, in a blue van, Skye, sitting in front of a computer, is reciting the lines full of second and second feelings with a face full of intoxication:

"How are you going to find us? From the air? From the ground?"

"This time, how are you going to keep us silent?"

"Truth rides the wind and is everywhere."

"You can't stop the Rising Tide, you won't find us, you won't see us, but we will undoubtedly rise up against those who hide the truth from us, and nothing in the world... can stop me..."

Just when she was intoxicated in her own world, with a "click", the door of the van was slammed open!

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, showing a sneer, and Ward, who was wearing a pair of sunglasses and pretending to be cool, stood at the door of the van.

With an embarrassed look on his face, Skye restrained his expression, turned his head slowly, and made a familiar appearance:

"Hey! How are you?"

In the next second, Skye's eyes went black...