Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1373 The First Shovel (First Update)
In [-], a farmer nicknamed "Johnny the Kid" had to sell his farm because of bankruptcy.Many farmers in the nearby villages had the same experience. At that time, young farmers had many choices. They could choose to sell their property and go to the West Coast to make a living in the newly established cities in the Nevada desert. Take your place in the land of guns, booze, money, and beauty with your strong arms, or simply hitchhike north to Canada where Marilyn Monroe sang "Happy Birthday" to President Kennedy China is far away from home, and set foot on the country that has not been fully developed by the colonists.

"Johnny Boy" didn't plan to leave the United States, nor did he plan to go to the Nevada desert. He relied on the relationship he established in elementary school to contact a classmate who had left the village long ago, and joined an engineering team in a nearby city.Although he doesn't know anything except farming and raising cattle, a city that is absorbing population, money and fuel needs people like him, and rising skyscrapers need the sweat and blood of one rural boy after another. "Johnny Boy" saw the movie for the first time in a big city window, as well as the "Lawrence of Arabia", and he saw the appearance of the girl with a charming voice on the radio for the first time, although the picture was a bit blurred, But the beautiful face printed in the newspaper has already moved his heart.

He learned how city people live.

Lucky Strike cigarettes and cheap whiskey are the best solace after physical labor. Noisy, crowded pubs are the only place he goes after he refuses to return to the cheap rental house after get off work. The whore is the wife he spends weekend nights with.But what he can't forget the most is cheap coffee and hot dogs that are always hot.That was the first thing he ate after the procedure.His old friend picked him up from New Jersey in a red Ford Galaxie 4-door and took him to a meal at a roadside dining truck.Along the way, he listened to Fa Xiao while bragging about his relationship with the local Mafia boss, while showing him his car, suit and watch. "Johnny Boy" nodded ignorantly, and then kept stuffing Hot dog, got crumbs all over the seat.

"You have to get ahead, my friend." On the day he came to pick him up, "Johnny Boy" didn't understand why Fa Xiao deliberately imitated his Italian accent, but it didn't prevent him from keeping listening. "This job is not as easy as you think. The union boss is one of our people. If he tells you to strike, you have to strike. If he tells you to march in the streets, you must march in the streets. Understand? Don't be greedy for your hard-earned money, John." Gotti will not treat you badly. No matter what you think, just listen to John Gotti and you can make money, understand?"

"Johnny Kid" nodded.

He couldn't understand the meaning of this sentence that day, until he received a message when he was working one day, asking him to take tools with other workers and go to a newspaper office in New York.There was a strike against the automation of printing, and the newspaper was actually the property of a certain Mafia godfather.After that, many years passed, "Johnny Boy" also became famous, and Fa Xiao, who brought him into the group, died in a revenge shooting. The murderer has still not been found to this day, and many people speculate It was an assassination operation by a rival gang.

Before "Johnny Boy" started to take revenge, the godfather called him to the mansion and personally gave him a task.

Recently, the family received a lucrative project, for which the construction companies established by many gangs were in full swing.Seeing that they were about to dig out old and new accounts and fight together, several godfathers suddenly decided to jointly contract the project and send trusted supervisors to control the project. "Johnny Kid" was one of those trustworthy men whom the Godfather intended to send to upstate New York to oversee the project while keeping other families from taking advantage of it.It is said that this project was tendered by the government, and the government officials the godfather knew specifically said hello, explaining that this project is not like cutting corners like the past municipal projects. If it is too blatant, the wolves of the Pentagon will divert their attention.

After arriving at the project site, "Johnny Boy" realized that the difficulty of the project was far beyond his imagination as a person who had only done municipal engineering for a few years.On the wide lake, there is a dam made of sandbags and concrete, which cuts the lake in half. The water on one side is scorching hot, and the other side is full of mud.The old red lighthouse stands on the jagged rocks, weakly emitting the faint light of the oil lamp.

At this moment, someone has already started construction, digging the first shovel in the muddy land.

Nearly 50 years later, the first hole dug with a shovel has been covered with thick concrete and alloys, and the lake water on the shoal is accompanied by loud noises, pattering down from the tight-fitting steel, forming thousands of tiny waterfalls . "Johnny Boy" never imagined that the muddy shoal he had seen back then had turned into a gigantic pothole, because the heroin in his body and blood vessels had been buried deeply in the concrete pile, sink to the bottom of the lake.

Five pitch-black geometric aircraft rushed out of the pothole at an alarming speed, dragging a long tail flame and flying into the sky.

"The pigeons have been released! Repeat, the pigeons have been released!"

Melinda May clenched her palms excitedly, allowing herself a little emotional indulgence.

"Start to retake the medical room!" She gave the order succinctly, "We will take away all the medicines!"

This is not a whimsical decision.Melinda May is very clear that this command can be heard by the enemy, but with this command, the undamaged concrete alloy gates of the D-4, D-5, and D-7 channels will open, which were previously blocked in A squad of mechanical soldiers in these areas will be attacked by armed squads from D-6.This team will start withdrawing towards the elevator within seconds of the firefight, and the armed team from the D-3 corridor will join the battle and lock all the passages leading to the medical room.

Food, water and medicine are the necessary supplies for SHIELD to continue fighting.

Even if the noose is around her neck, even if the breath of life is being slowly choked, Melinda May will not give up the fight.

"You have never been taught how to be a battlefield commander, May." Maria Hill asked, "I am curious where you learned this knowledge, and there is no education related to it in your file experience."

"When Agent Coulson led all of us to survive, many things have changed. Agent Hill, don't look at the current S.H.I.E.L.D. from the past. We are moving towards what Agent Coulson expected. development direction."

Maria Hill observed Melinda May's face. When Agent Coulson was mentioned, her body language and micro-expressions showed her trust in Agent Coulson.Most of the agents in this base were personally recruited by Phil Coulson, some were former S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who are still hunted down by the U.S. government and NATO countries today, and some are even survivors of the S.H.I.E.L.D. Academy massacre Or, everyone here trusts Phil Coulson, which is something that the S.H.I.E.L.D.It's not about personality charm, but about rules and regulations. The current S.H.I.E.L.D. is like an open and honest family, and there are no secrets among all agents.

That alone is enough to make Maria Hill frown. She understands that in the post-SHIELD era, it takes trust to rebuild the organization, but this trust seems to have transformed into a family atmosphere, an undisciplined A brotherhood to speak of, even if they firmly believe that they are doing the right thing, as long as any leader leads them in the wrong direction, this group of people who hold the secrets and technology of S.H.I.E.L.D. will completely go astray.She is now thankful that Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. is still Phil Coulson, rather than the more fanatical Melinda May, or the indecisive Alfonso MacKenzie, or even the fledgling Daisy Johnson.

Even Gonzalez, the former top agent, was much better than these guys.

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)