Marvel Movie Destruction

"Director, actually I...I..."

The big bald Sitwell was sweating profusely, and sweat dripped from his shiny head.

As a realist, Sitwell never puts all his chips on one banker. In addition to trying to complete every task assigned by his immediate boss Pierce over the years, he has also burned a lot of other people. fragrant.

It can be said that if it wasn't for someone cheating to make Hill the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., then regardless of who else succeeded him, Sitwell could have made it a step further by relying on the network of relationships woven over the years.

It's a pity that because no one could have imagined that a person with mixed qualifications such as Hill could become the director, Sitwell has never burned this incense stick until now!

"I know that you are nominally responsible for recruiting new employees for S.H.I.E.L.D., but in fact, you are responsible for pulling people to Hydra. As long as the newly recruited agents announce that they have joined Hydra, you will use the privileges in your hand to give them Provide higher income and better promotion channel!"

Hill didn't care about Sitwell's performance at all, but said indifferently.

"Director, Director! Me! I was wronged, I'm not a Hydra, I'm all for S.H.I.E.L.D.!"

Hearing what Hill said, Sitwell immediately fell off the chair and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hands.

"Humph--"

Hill smiled disdainfully, even this kind of person can become the backbone of Hydra, it really makes people not know what to say.

"No! Chief, I swear, I'm loyal to you, I've been your dog all my life, I'll bite whoever you ask me to bite, you can call me an octopus, hydra, or 10-headed snake. I will be yours in life and your ghost in death, you can do whatever you want!"

Seeing the sneer on Hill's face, Sitwell's head stopped for a few seconds, and then he reacted immediately, kneeling on the ground and swearing.

Although everyone knows that this guy's oath is almost like a fart, it is clear that this guy can still be used in a short time.

As for this guy's lack of loyalty, he will definitely sell his master directly when he encounters a life-and-death crisis?

These are all trivial things. Most groups in the world are running back and forth for the sake of profit. This is human nature!

If you have to ask all your subordinates to be steadfast and unshakable to die, then it is estimated that no one of your subordinates can use them.

"Go down first, and take care of your people. I don't care if you were Hydra or S.H.I.E.L.D., there will only be one voice inside S.H.I.E.L.D.!" Hill saw Sitwell swearing again He swore again, and then raised his head slightly, raising his voice slightly.

She doesn't need to threaten the other party at all, and she doesn't need to talk nonsense. As a superior, being able to take time out of her busy schedule to say a few words to this guy is already a face to him.

Sitwell withdrew in fear and gratitude, even though the new director didn't say a word, not even the so-called coercion or intimidation, but now he has a deep sense of fear in his heart.

The unknown is terrifying. In just two or three days, the new director has seen all the Hydra personnel hidden inside the SHIELD. This intelligence gathering ability alone is enough to make everyone tremble.

You must know that the biggest advantage of Hydra is concealment. Even Sitwell doesn't know who is the hidden Hydra in S.H.I.E.L.D., but now?

"Captain Rumlow, what do you think?"

After dismissing the contemptuous bald head, Hill looked up at the crossbones in front of him and asked.

"Director, I'm a rude person, just say what you want to say!" Rumlow raised his head and said nonchalantly.

Unlike people like Sitwell, Rumlow is a real warrior, and it is impossible to make him bow down with just one sentence.

"I know that you have always been interested in the super soldier serum, and you are also dissatisfied with the achievements of Steve Rogers!" Hill tapped the table with his fingers and said after a little thought.

"I-I just don't agree!"

Hearing that the deepest secret hidden in his heart was actually said directly by the other party, Rumlow's face immediately turned pale, although he was still standing upright, but only he himself knew that he was already trembling!

After such a long period of deliberation, and in the special department of S.H.I.E.L.D., everyone has become immune to those with special abilities.

But even if everyone can take the powers of fire, water, and invincibility with ease, there is an ability that everyone is afraid of.

That is the power of the mind!

No one wants to expose their inner secrets to others, not to mention that since the other party can see into their inner secrets, then God knows if he can tamper with his thoughts at will?

"Very good, it's right to disobey, that guy is just an old man from more than 70 years ago, we S.H.I.E.L.D. don't need him to support the scene at all, so I have a plan here, you can sign it if you have no doubts. Bar!"

Hill pulled out a piece of paper from his desk and slid it out lightly.

"Super soldier transformation plan?"

Holding the document in his hand, Rumlow suddenly felt his blood surge, and he couldn't stand still.

Becoming a superhero is the biggest dream of his life, but the roads on the government's side have all been blocked!

General Ross spent hundreds of billions of dollars to create only an uncontrollable Hulk and a monster imprisoned at the bottom of Area 51.

On the S.H.I.E.L.D. side, of course, they have been researching so-called genetic medicines, but except for Captain America back then, it was also ineffective.

The human body has limits. As the human body's ultimate combat power, Rumlow has long wanted to go further and become a real superhero!

After all, seeing that playboy wearing a tin suit flying around in the sky attracts the attention of the whole world every day, but he can only serve as a background board on the ground with the big bosses and cannon fodder. For those who are not motivated, it may be It doesn't make any difference, but for Rumlow, it's more uncomfortable than killing him!

He would rather lead a one-minute home court on the battlefield like a hero, and then be smashed to pieces with glory, than want to be like duckweed, and no one cares about life and death.

But there is no way, no matter how hard he tries, no matter how hard he trains himself to death, the limit of the human body is here, he has no way to open the genetic lock like the protagonist, so no matter what kind of emergency he encounters, he It can only be used as a background board in the back!

No matter how elite soldiers are, they are just soldiers. Just like playing a competitive game, no one cares about a soldier's performance.

Everyone will only stare at the hero, even if this hero may be very crap, or even not as good as the soldier, but no one will stare at the soldier!