I Have a Good Impression on Marvel

"The mystery has been revealed..."

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

"Just by our side!"

"Heroes...and monsters..."

Accompanied by a female voice narration, the New Mexico incident, the Harlem incident in New York (Hulk and the hateful battle), and the Pegasus project, etc., related images of SHIELD’s highly classified project are all on the screen, one by one. Present.

With a "swish", Coleson, 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 members of this special team led by Coleson gathered in the strategic layout room above the cabin for the first mission briefing meeting since the team was established.

Noting the doubts on the faces of Ward, Fitz, and Simmons, Coleson began to explain to everyone:

"The video just now is a small gift from a hacker organization called "Rising Tide"."

Ward, who put his hands on his chest, frowned slightly, and asked inexplicably:

"Rising tide organization? I have dealt with them in my previous mission... But how can these hackers get this information before us?"

"Just like cracking our RSA encryption system, they are very powerful."

"Recently, according to a report by the engineers of the technical department, there was a gap in our data flow. Perhaps this is why they can hack into our system and obtain these confidential information..."

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

"Wow, it turns out that the Rising Tide organization is so cool, so I almost want to join them..."

Simmons, who was standing next to him, heard these words and immediately poked him with his elbow, and whispered: "Fitz!"

"I mean, almost..."

Glancing at the whispering science duo, Coleson 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 to the task briefing all attentively, suddenly said solemnly:

"Do you want me to get rid of them?"

However, facing 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 Coleson's operation on the virtual tactical table, and another video popped up on the screen in front of everyone.

"This is?!"

In the video, I saw a blond man wearing a hoodie in an empty square, surrounded by many black-clothed gunmen, using extraordinary power and means to break through.

After pausing the video that was playing, Coleson explained to several people with a solemn expression:

"This is a sudden incident that happened twelve hours ago on the Place de la Nation in Paris, France. The man in the image is our mission goal this time!"

"As you can see, this man, it seems, is a super-powered person with extraordinary abilities. But, look at this..."

Following Coleson's manipulation, the image of the blond man's right hand in the video began to gradually zoom in, and the number of frames gradually became clear.

When Fitz and Simmons saw the blond man's right hand clearly, they all showed excitement in unison.

"This is?!"

"Is that metal?!"

Even Ward, who was calm, frowned, his eyes flashed with surprise.

I saw the blond man in the video. The exposed right palm of the man was actually a mechanical hand full of metal texture!

"Look at his left hand again. By comparison, you should know what it means..."

Before Coleson could finish speaking, Fitz and Simmons replied in unison: "Semi-mechanical soldiers?!"

"Yes!" Coleson threw an appreciative look at Fitz and Simmons, 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. After all, it is easier to make major progress in the research of cyborg limbs than the super soldier serum that is difficult to replicate. . And this world, there is never a shortage, the careerist who wants to use weapons to conquer the world..."

Pointing at the blond man in the video and the man in black with the gun, Coulson's expression sank and said:

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

"And I was thinking, as long as I find this man, maybe everything will come to light!" At this point, Coulson paused, spread his hands, and continued:

"However, it is a pity that because the hair is blocking the face, we cannot use the facial recognition system to track the man's identity. Not only that, after this video, the man seems to have evaporated. No trace of him..."

"Then what shall we do?"

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

"I don’t know why, but the group of hackers from the rising tide organization ~www.readwn.com~ got this video one step ahead of us. Therefore, we first went to the rising tide organization, and then used these all-pervasive hackers to find this man!"

Listening to the certainty in Coleson's tone, Ward couldn't help but raised his brow and asked aloud:

"Sir, you mean, you have found a member of this rising tide organization?"

"Yes, although they hide very deeply, they still accidentally left clues when they cracked our internal encryption system."

Moving his gaze to the window of the plane, looking at the clouds in the sky outside the window, Coleson could not help but muttered:

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

. . . . . .

Located in a corner of a street in downtown Los Angeles, California, Skye, sitting in front of a computer in a blue van, was chanting lines full of feelings of Zhong Er with a look of intoxication:

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

"This time, how do you keep us silent?"

"Truth rides on the wind, everywhere."

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

Just when she was immersed in her own world, with a "click", the door of the van was suddenly opened!

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a sneer of Coleson, and Ward, who was pretending to be cool wearing a pair of sunglasses, stood at the door of the van.

Skye, with an embarrassed face, narrowed his expression, turned his head slowly, and made a familiar appearance:

"Hey! How are you?"

The next second, Skye's eyes went dark...