I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

September 23, 2007, at 12 noon.

Northern Russia, Kara Sea, Port of Novi.

This is the main port of the Kara Sea, and the entire port is very large. Residents mainly live on fish farming. Not only that, it is also a favorite fishing spot for many fishing enthusiasts from all over the world.

But today's Novi Port has welcomed two "uninvited guests"...

The Kara Sea, which condenses into an endless sea of ​​ice, under the sunlight, makes people feel as if they have come to the kingdom of ice.

Sitting on a bench at a viewing point on the embankment of the port, Lyon looked ahead, feeling the coldness of the cold wind, while looking at the frozen Kara Sea in front of him, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's beautiful! "

I saw him wearing a heavy down jacket and a pair of snow boots on his feet. He pulled down the wool cap on his head, and suddenly asked Natasha, who was sitting beside him, "How long?"

"There are still about fifteen minutes..." Natasha, who also wrapped herself into a zongzi and admired the distant scenery together, looked down at her watch and replied calmly.

After escaping from the port of Nizhny Vartovsk, Leon, who was shot, was taken to a small town called "Kutsk" by Natasha.

After simply dealing with his gunshot wound, in order not to miss the agreed evacuation time, Leon, who had not fully recovered from the wound, and Natasha set out on the road again.

This time, without the constant harassment and pursuit of the soldiers behind them, the two of them were like little couples going on a picnic, driving their car and heading towards their destination leisurely...

And just half an hour ago, the two of Lyon finally arrived at the agreed evacuation point - Port Novi.

And there are only the last fifteen minutes left before S.H.I.E.L.D.

Therefore, in order to leave a memory at the end, and to pass the remaining time, the two came to the beach at Leon's suggestion.

The two chatted aimlessly while waiting for the arrival of the answer...

Sitting on the bench, Natasha looked up at the sun hanging high in the sky, with a half surprised half emotion in her tone: "It's strange, I heard them say that there are few such sunny days in the Kara Sea... "

"Oh? Is that so?" Hearing Natasha's words, Leon took a deep breath, and then smiled, "Then we come here once, isn't it lucky to have such a good day? "

"Lucky... maybe."

Looking at Natasha who suddenly lowered his head and fell into silence, Leon was a little curious and asked aloud, "Are you still thinking about what I just said?"

On the way to Novi Port, Leon introduced his identity and the organization behind him to Natasha in general.

When she learned that she was about to join an intelligence agency overseen by the World Security Council, she was somewhat surprised and relieved.

She is also somewhat familiar with the name "Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency".

She doesn't care much about the organization she joined, whether it is a notorious killer organization or a mysterious organization that interferes with the security issues of countries around the world under the slogan of "maintaining world peace".

All she cares about is her own belonging, and the next road, how to go in the end!

After joining S.H.I.E.L.D., as a renegade agent, did she completely give up her identity as an "agent" and transfer to the logistics department;

Even, incognito, changed to a new identity, started a new life...

Among these three choices, she is a little undecided...

Especially on the way here, when Leon introduced her to the operation and internal structure of S.H.I.E.L.D., between the lines, it seemed that she very much hoped that she could continue to be an agent.

inwardly,

Natasha didn't know what kind of existence Leon was to her.

friend? Can't be called.

partner? A bit like.

couple? does not exist!

However, one thing is certain, in the hands of the red house, Leon, who rescued her and protected her all the way, was very important to her!

It can be said that if there is no Leon, she may have died on that bridge long ago...

Therefore, Leon's opinion also carries considerable weight to Natasha.

"Um…"

Natasha nodded, then shook her head again.

Seeing Natasha's hesitant look, Leon thought for a while and said, "Actually, the words I said in the car were for my own selfishness, and I want to persuade you to continue to be an agent. I have no right to interfere with your choice..."

He looked forward quietly, and his tone sounded a little ethereal, "I just simply think that if you continue to be an agent, it will be very helpful to me, the organization, and the whole world."

"Because, you can do things that many people can't do!"

As he spoke, Leon turned his head slowly and looked at Natasha expectantly with his bright and deep eyes:

"In your previous life, it can be said that you have always lived for the red house."

"And now, you have escaped their control and gained your hard-won freedom. Don't you plan to see the world with your own eyes, experience it, and live for yourself, what does it feel like?"

"What's more, I think that if I form a partner with you, it should be very powerful, don't you think?"

Hearing this, Natasha couldn't help but stare at Leon's face, and slowly a charming smile appeared on her face, "I think so too!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, the air was full of pleasant breath...

While the two were chatting, they almost forgot the passage of time.

At this time, from the sea, there was a sudden distortion of space.

"That is?!"

Under Natasha's very surprised eyes, a SHIELD's iconic fighter plane, the Kun-style fighter plane, was released from its invisibility and suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.

woohoo hoo...

The strong wind brought by the engine blew the hair under the two men's hats, constantly fluttering in the wind.

This gray fighter plane, under the watchful eyes of the two, landed on the open space beside it.

The cabin door at the rear of the fighter plane was slowly opened.

Leon took the first step, came to the boarding gate of the plane, made the etiquette of a European knight, and smiled: "Welcome to the plane, Natasha!"

. . . . . .

After seven hours...

In the night sky of Manhattan, New York…

A Kun-style fighter jet with stealth mode turned on, with the loud noise of the turbo engine, slowly landed on the tarmac of a building.

When the cabin door was slowly opened, a tall and straight figure walked down slowly with steady steps.

And then followed by a red-haired woman...