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Sky Knight and Captain America shook hands and reached an agreement thousands of meters in the air.
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The two walked along the corridor to the control room of the aerospace carrier.
The layout here is somewhat similar to that of an old aerospace carrier. Half of the control room is filled with densely packed computer consoles, and the other side is a huge conference room with a large glass conference table in the middle.
Nick Fury was standing in front of the conference table. He stood solemnly and looked around. The color in his one eye seemed heavy and depressing.
The control room was filled with the main staff of S.H.I.E.L.D., including Natasha, Hawkeye, Hill, Coulson and other senior S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, as well as the operators and inspectors of the helical carrier.
Everyone looked solemn and dignified, and the huge space was so quiet that only the faint sound of breathing could be heard.
Looking at everyone, Nick Fury suddenly spoke, his words firm and sad, "We gather here today to commemorate our comrades who died in the battle of Hydra. Their sacrifice is worthy of our deepest mourning for the entire SHIELD."
As Nick Fury finished speaking, everyone lowered their heads silently, and for a moment even the faint sound of breathing was almost inaudible.
Steve and Lai Mu were standing quietly on the outskirts of the crowd.
There was silence for three minutes.
Chapter 48. The title girl was eaten by a cat
Three quiet and depressing minutes later.
The crowd gradually dispersed and went about their own business.
But everyone was serious and looked a little uncomfortable and sad.
Nick Fury sat alone at the head seat of the conference table, looking silently at the busy control room of the helicarrier.
After a while, Coulson walked up with a document and reported the situation.
"Director, former Defense Minister Mitchell Carson and others have fled and their whereabouts are unknown..."
Nick Fury's lifeless eyes focused on Coulson. He reached out and tapped the table. "Leave the list."
Coulson left the documents and turned to leave, but was stopped by Nick Fury again.
He handed Coulson another document and said, "You go and draw up a list of people to be trained and recruit new members."
"It needs to be relatively young, preferably an orphan, to serve as a vital force for S.H.I.E.L.D.... Please refer to the document for specific requirements."
After this major purge, SHIELD was severely damaged. Sixty to seventy percent of personnel at all levels were gone, and there was an extreme shortage of manpower. Now everyone is being used half and half.
"Oh... Just three minutes of mourning..."
Lemu walked over to Nick Fury and nodded to Coulson as he left.
"They say that my Northern Business Group is filled with blood, tears, and wailing, but Mr. Director, your values are even more twisted than those of a capitalist like me."
As early as N years ago when he went to Monaco to participate in the Formula One Grand Prix, Stark introduced to others that Lai Mu had an investment company called Northland Business Group. (Volume 1, Chapter 68)
As a time traveler from the year 2202, Lai Mu has played quite a lot of games.
Nick Fury sneered. He put away the documents, leaned back in his chair, and crossed his legs. "What are you doing here? You're not here to mock me, are you? I'm not in the mood to joke with you right now."
Lai Mu sat down beside him, poured himself some tea without any hesitation, took a sip, and put away the smile on his face.
"I came to see my aerospace carrier and, by the way, to inspect your work as a consultant."
"But maybe I want to do something else now... I plan to set up a pension fund and invest 50 billion. You can find someone to take care of it."
He looked up at Nick Fury with a warning in his eyes, "Don't use it for other purposes."
Nick Fury nodded, and the only genuine smile he had shown in the past few days appeared on his dark face.
"I want to thank you on their behalf."
He sat up slightly straighter and leaned forward slightly.
Lai Mu waved his hand, "No need... Now, what are you mainly busy with?"
There is no point in expressing gratitude, he prefers to do something practical.
Nick Fury raised a hand and bent his fingers one by one. "Rebuilding S.H.I.E.L.D.'s command and management system, developing a new blood cultivation program, interrogating people, arresting people, everyone is busy."
"Fortunately, I have the help of Jarvis... Although I still hate him, and I hate you too."
He rolled his eyes, still looking a little upset.
Lemu and Jarvis in the aerospace carrier system said in unison, "This is really sad, Mr. Director."
How can you say such cold words with your 105-degree body?
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After leaving the aerospace mothership, Lai Mu flew all the way back to his home.
Above my villa, I saw a three-story white fishing boat parked on the beach at the foot of the mountain.
He squinted his eyes and looked at the person from more than a thousand meters away. The person above looked a little familiar.
It was Stark, and he knew the other four as well.
Stark's good friend Happy and War Machine Rhodey.
Hulk Banner and Vulture Toomes who were supposed to be in New York.
The ghost armor drew a white line and came above the few people, then moved down a distance and hovered on the sea in front of them.
"Hey! What are you guys doing?"
Everyone on the boat nodded to Lemu, among whom Tumus was particularly serious, with a look of respect on his face.
Stark, who was wearing sunglasses and a plaid shirt, clapped his hands and laughed, "What a coincidence! We drove the boat here and were just about to call you to come down, but you came by yourself."
It is worth mentioning that Stark still doesn't know what happened to SHIELD, nor does he know that his Jarvis was stuffed onto SHIELD's helicarrier.
All he knew was that Nick Fury called him and said something vague, as if he wanted him to lobby a few congressmen and asked him for some financial support.
Stark didn't think too much about it and agreed without hesitation.
One person thought the other person already knew what he wanted to say, so he only said what he wanted to say. The other person thought that was all the other person wanted to say, so he lobbied a few people and gave some money...they said they were two different things, but in fact, both could be done by paying money.
A great Stark would never lack money.
When Lai Mu heard Stark say that he was going to call him down, he was a little confused, "Why are you calling me down? Why are you all here?"
“Go fishing!”
Bannerman came over with a smile and stood next to Stark, holding a frozen squid in his hand. It was bait and he was just putting it on.
"I just happened to be on vacation. I saved up for a year's vacation and had nowhere to go, so I came here to play with you. Stark suggested that we go fishing at sea together."
He looked back to find Toomes's location and patted his shoulder with his other hand, "I also asked this guy to come along."
Toomes scratched his head and smiled amiably.
Vulture Toms is the deputy director of the Disaster Management and Control Bureau recruited by Lai Mu. He looks no different from when they first met.
Because Toomes has to deal with weapons and alien matter left behind by the Chitauri, his main work location has been in New York.
Dr. Banner is also usually in New York.
The two worked together, one collecting alien matter and the other studying alien matter. After gradually getting to know each other, they became friends who got along well.
Banner took Toomes to California, and Stark took them fishing. After packing up the fishing gear, Stark felt that there were not enough people, so he called his friends Happy and Roddy.
So there was a scene in front of Lai Mu where these five men went into the sea together.
Lai Mu's eyes swept across the deck. Everyone had a fishing rod in their hands, and in the middle there was a barbecue grill, beer, whiskey, and various knives for handling fish.
If there is a fish that is unlucky enough to be caught, everyone on the boat will be lucky enough to enjoy a feast.
Come on, don't they bring other barbecue ingredients? Do they just rely on catching fish to grill? What if they are all air force guys? Are they just drinking?
The armor fell on the deck, Lai Mu walked out of it, and Guishen walked aside on his own accord.
"yours."
Stark handed over a fishing rod. All he had to do was put the bait on it, throw it out, and then lean it against the fence until he caught a fish before pulling in the rod.
Tumms carefully brought a chair over for Lemu.
Lai Mu nodded and thanked him.
Chapter 49. Sea fishing and killer whales
The fishing rod next to Happy suddenly made a rustling sound, and the metal wire on the fishing reel rushed into the sea frantically.
"Hey! I caught a fish!"
Happy jumped up happily, like a 300-pound kid, and the deck made a bang-bang sound under his feet.
"A fish! The first one of the day!"
He lifted the fishing rod and pulled hard, but even though he supported himself with his feet on the railing, it was still very difficult and he could hardly reel in the line with his hands.
Since becoming the head of the security department of Stark Industries, Happy has gained a lot of weight and his physical fitness has deteriorated dramatically.
Colonel Rody, who was standing next to him, stepped forward and helped him pull the fishing rod up.
The black colonel looks very thin, but he is very powerful. After all, he is a serving soldier, and he exercises every day except for going on missions.
Lemu leaned against the fence, his eyes moved from Happy and the other person to Stark on the side, "By the way, you and Pepper have proposed, when are you planning to get married?"
"Not urgent."
Stark half-lay on the fence, opened a can of beer and took a sip happily, "We both want to wait another year or two. We are too busy with work, and we are not ready to have children yet."
Looking at the shore getting farther and farther away, his eyes gradually became confused... Married life... What kind of life would it be?
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Happy and Roddy struggled for more than ten minutes, and with a loud snap, they pulled up a tuna half the size of a man using a metal stick with a hook.
The fish was blue, yellow and white in color, very beautiful, and looked to weigh dozens of pounds. It kept struggling and jumping on the ground.
Happy covered the fish's eyes with a towel to calm it down temporarily, and then inserted an awl into the fish's head slightly below, damaging the fish's spine and nervous system.
After processing the whole fish, use a knife to start slicing the meat and put it in the electric oven to grill.