The Death Knell

"Okay, if you like comics, then go and draw them, and I will wait to read them." Peggy kissed him on the face again and hooked her hands behind his neck: "But you have to draw well. If you wait, I destroyed the Nazis and Hydra and you are not famous yet, I will laugh at you."

"It's impossible to say for sure. Maybe Mustache read my comics and was moved by the artwork, and maybe he surrendered himself."

Steve also smiled, lowered his head and kissed her. He had faced countless setbacks since he was a child. Now it seems that the United States no longer needs Captain America. This is a blow, but it will not knock him down yet.

"Haha, when did you become so good at joking? When we first met, you said you didn't have a sense of humor, you liar." Peggy lightly hammered his chest, took off, sorted out her military uniform, and took out another He put on his lipstick in his small mirror and said in a low voice: "Okay, dear, leave the shield and go to my dormitory to wait for me."

Steve's expression stiffened for a moment, but he soon understood that this shield was indeed a national thing: "...You are so busy, forget it today, I want to go back to my old house in Brooklyn to visit , I haven’t been back for a long time and I have to clean it up.”

As he spoke, he took off the shield behind his back, looked at the five-pointed star on it, took a deep breath, raised his head and handed it to Peggy.

The shield was a bit heavy, and it took a lot of effort for Paige to catch it, so she didn't see Steve's expression: "Okay, if I have time, I will go over and help you clean the glass, so let's go out for a meeting."

"It's your meeting, I'm leaving first, remember? I'm out."

Steve waved his hand, forced a smile, opened the door first and left the tea room, passing through the conference room and disappearing into the corridor.

Seeing Steve hurried away and Paige coming back with a shield, several people around the round table couldn't help but look at each other, and Howard kept winking at Fury.

"What went wrong? Why is the captain gone?"

Fury was very experienced in standing up and taking the blame. He stood up and prepared to chase, but his feet did not move.

He felt that Steve was not in a good mood, but Paige didn't seem to notice.

"Huh? It's nothing. It's just that he won't join our new organization because he is unwilling to accept the president's restraining order." Paige put the shield on the table with difficulty, raised her eyebrows on both sides, and moved a bit Arm: "But I think I can still let him help out occasionally. The shield is also temporarily stored here. You can't let him carry it back to his home in Brooklyn, right? Everyone knows the security situation there."

Howard shrugged and accepted the explanation: "That's true. Thieves and robbers are the specialty there. The shield is made of a special alloy and cannot be copied so far. If it is stolen, it will be troublesome."

Fury frowned and sat down slowly: "But who can steal the shield from Captain America? Except those politicians in Congress! The shield not only has symbolic meaning for the country, but also has very important meaning to Captain America." , we shouldn’t take that away from him.”

"I don't want to, but this is an order. Although we are no longer soldiers, we are still employees of the country. Well, let's not talk about him for now. We still have a lot of things to discuss. I didn't have many things to discuss before. Experience, we all need your help.”

Paige returned to her seat, spread out the folder in front of her, and picked up the pen.

"Ah, let me help you solve one thing first. While you and Steve are having sex with each other, I have already thought of the name of the new organization." Howard crossed his legs, wearing shabby clothes but pointing his finger in the air very proudly. : "It's called the 'Strategic, Hazard Intervention, Espionage Logistics Directorate' (strategic, hazard intervention, espionage logistics directorate). Even if people hear this long list of names, they can't even figure out what kind of department it is. Isn't it very confusing? hidden?"

Fury wanted to repeat, but accidentally bit his tongue, with an unhappy expression on his face.

But the other people at the meeting spoke more fluently than each other. It was just a lot of words put together forcibly, and you got used to it.

Peggy also lowered her head and muttered it twice, nodding with great satisfaction: "Logistics Department, this cover does not sound offensive. During this period, we need to reassure the people above. I will report this new name." , let’s talk about department composition and personnel redistribution next..."

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It can be said that on the day of the meeting, a little later, Su Ming and the other two people in Sochi also received the news.

Several girls who had been lurking in SSR, because they usually performed well and were very reliable, unsurprisingly received new notices in the first round, asking them to report to a certain coordinate in New Jersey.

"Strategic Hazard Intervention and Intelligence Logistics Division." Su Ming turned over on the sofa and watched the TV program and the two women. "The SSR has entered the second stage. Now is the time to employ people. I will let others Prepare some information about Leviathan, Natasha, you play the role of a rebellious Leviathan agent and join the new logistics department."

"Why use the identity of Leviathan's renegade agent? Wouldn't it be better to join with a clean identity?" Natasha was a little confused.

"No, although a dirty background will attract a lot of suspicion, it is different if the background is part of the truth. You can pretend to be the only survivor of the red house. This kind of identity is more resistant to investigation. You only need to show Value will have a higher starting point than others.”

Su Ming looked at the host Aunt Bear on the TV, who looked as excited as a North Korean announcer in the future. He turned up the volume of the TV and lowered his voice and said:

"I know almost all of Scorpion, Element Zero, the Winter Soldier Project, and a series of Leviathan secrets. This information should be able to directly send you to a senior agent."

"When they feel that I have betrayed so much key information about Leviathan and there is no way out, will they trust me more?" Natasha tapped her palm with her small fist. She already understood.

"Yes, if there is a chance, I will let you 'seize' a batch of leech potions. Immortality is attractive to anyone. As long as it is valuable, you are absolutely safe. Now the logistics department is out of military control and is operating independently. The power aspect has been greatly improved, and Peggy still doesn’t know how she got her immortality, so she will be very interested in leeches and Leviathan.”

Su Ming stretched out his hand towards Ginjiu, and Ginjiu handed him the bottle in his hand, while he went to get three glasses.

Natasha thought about it for a moment. The risk of this plan didn't sound big, and Leviathan was more mysterious than Hydra. As the first renegade agent, her value was immeasurable.

If she could really exchange Leviathan's information for her own success, Natasha would be happy.

"I'll prepare now, but it's best to arrange some people for me in the United States to put on a play." Natasha took the cup, she was willing to believe in her boss's plan.

Su Ming began to pour wine into the glass. He took the wine glass and showed his black ring to the two of them:

"Car chases, explosions, assassinations, all the classic scenes of a spy defecting and being hunted will be arranged for you. I just activated a power recently, and now there are a large number of suitable cannon fodder candidates. If there are hundreds of people chasing you, But you escaped and took refuge with the Logistics Department with important information and valuable items. This is also a good certificate of surrender."

Natasha smiled, raised her wine glass and touched the two of them lightly: "Cheers, I will succeed."