"Ward, Ward, please inform Melinda that a commander meeting will be held at 4 pm this afternoon."
Underground of the 21st Century Bell Telephone Company, in Merlin's original office, Colson was sitting in a chair, processing the documents in his hand while talking to the phone on the table:
"By the way, notify Agent Jimmy that Kansas needs a batch of new defensive equipment and some high-tech materials."
"Okay, Chief Colson."
A capable man's voice rang out of the phone, which was the job assistant that Colson chose for himself after he became the chief of the department.
His name is Grant Ward. Unlike other new agents from the Aegis Academy, this young man with super-executive power was transferred from the European branch. For the past two years, he had been working under Agent John Gatler.
Because Merlin was promoted to the command level, Gatler saw the potential of the subordinate department directly managed by Merlin. He believed that it would be more promising to let the capable Ward come here than to let him stay in the European branch.
So after Gatler spoke with Merlin on a phone call, Level 3 field agent Grant Ward was transferred back to New York and became a member of S.D.O.l.d.
He did not disappoint Gatler's recommendation letter. The young man showed his excellence in a short period of time and was looked at by Colson.
There is a rumor that Colson intends to train Agent Ward as the captain of an operation team, but Ward's qualifications are a bit shallow in a department like s.d.o.l.d., so it is estimated that it will take a while before this excellent field agent can be promoted.
After all, under the control of Merlin, this department has grown from the once marginal small department to the key department under the S.H.I.E.L.D. system, and is fully responsible for the monitoring and management of supernatural and alien affairs. Especially after successfully controlling the Sulfur Port and spreading its influence to the entire East Coast in a short time, anyone who knows it can see that the rise of s.d.o.l.d. is inevitable.
However, for Colson himself, his life has not been pleasant in the past two weeks.
First of all, his girlfriend, Miss Audrey, completed her New York school and had returned to her hometown of Poland. The feeling of long-distance relationship was not good, which made Colson, who fell asleep alone at night, was somewhat annoyed.
Secondly, his old boss, Meilin, shook his hand and went to the Trident Building and became the deputy director of SHIELD. Although he nominally managed s.d.o.l.d., he no longer presided over the specific work of this department.
He left all his work to Colson, and despite the help and sharing of friends such as Melinda and Jimmy, Barbie, Trip and Mike, Lincoln, etc., the information from the alien world and supernatural events on the entire East Coast poured into Colson's mind, like a flood that made Colson unable to stop it.
During this period, he worked overtime until late at night every day, but he only barely grasped the internal system of s.d.o.l.d.. It is estimated that it will take some time to adapt to it before he falls into details and completely controls the situation.
After all, Colson is not Merlin. His ability to receive and process information is still slightly higher than that of ordinary people. It may take 20 minutes or even longer for Merlin to handle things.
In fact, if the witch hunter hadn't been tough enough, Colson would have been crushed under this heavy work pressure.
He was a responsible person, and he didn't want to disappoint Chief Merlin who promoted him.
"Dingdingding, Dingdingdingding."
The sound of the cell phone interrupted Colson's thoughts when reading the documents. He picked up the cell phone and glanced at it. Well, it was the call from Chief Merlin.
Colson put his phone in his ear, and as soon as the phone was connected, Merlin's calm voice rang.
"Colson, why hasn't the funding budget been submitted to me for the next quarter? Also, why did a large-scale food poisoning suddenly occur at the Ghost Base?"
"Well, the budget has been made, sir, I'll send it to you now."
Colson clamped his phone with his head and shoulders, and typing his hands on the computer keyboard. He said to Merlin with some guilt:
"As for the food poisoning at the ghost base, it was because of the water pollution accident in the laboratory. I have temporarily closed the water source there and arranged for personnel to change it."
"The water source contamination in the laboratory?"
Merlin's tone had a little helplessness, and he said:
"Let me guess, Moira is conducting an unplanned trial again?"
"Uh, yes."
Colson said:
"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't notice this problem in advance."
"What does this have to do with you?"
Merlin asked:
"You can't even control Moira's hands? Colson, it's a good thing to admit mistakes bravely, but don't force yourself to take the blame for these mistakes that have nothing to do with you."
He said:
"For the time being, Moira's laboratory is sealed, give her a small warning, and ask her to go to Lillian's laboratory to be an assistant to help, uh, forget it, you will deal with these, I won't interfere much, after all, you are the leader of s.d.o.l.d."
"But this is a warning, Colson, you'd better pay more attention to the ghost base. If something happens there, it will be a big problem."
"Okay, sir, I'll pay attention."
Colson replied:
"I will arrange a thorough inspection in the past few days to eliminate safety hazards in the base."
"Well, let it go."
Merlin said:
"I believe you can do it well."
After saying that, he hung up the phone. It seemed that Merlin really didn't intend to interfere too much in Colson's management. Colson put down his phone and sighed:
"The more you trust me, the more pressure I will be under. It seems that being needed is not just a blessing, but also a burden."
"What are you complaining about?"
The door of Colson's office was pushed open, and Melinda, who was standing at the door, heard Colson's feelings. She placed a stack of documents in her hand in front of Colson, and she said:
“What burden?”
"No, nothing."
Colson shook his head, looking at the documents on the table, he said:
"What's this?"
“It is the establishment of branches in both Los Angeles and San Francisco, and the planning plan for both departments.”
Melinda dialed her short hair and said:
"Sir Merlin asked us to spread our influence to the West Coast as fast as possible, so I plan to build two more branches there at the fastest speed."
"This is going a little too fast, Melinda."
Colson looked at the documents on the desk and said to Melinda:
“I don’t plan to expand blindly until I really take control. It will disperse our already embarrassing human resources. I plan to establish a branch in San Francisco in the first half of next year.”
He held his chin with both hands and looked at Melinda, he said:
"I plan to launch this newcomer who has just joined the company, and they still need time to grow."
"All right."
Melinda did not refute, she said to Colson:
"You are the boss now, so let's listen to you. Also, what are you going to arrange for Agent McCree about him?"
This question made Colson hesitate for a moment.
In the current s.d.o.l.d. system, Jesse McCree is a very special person. He has excellent combat skills, excellent intelligence collection ability, and good commanding power. He can be compared with advanced agents.
But the problem is that McCree's origin is a problem. In theory, he is still a surveillance staff at the Ghost Base. Merlin once gave McCree a chance, and McCree also proved his idea of ​​"reversing the past" in several actions.
Merlin had originally planned to absorb him into his department, but the sudden promotion put the matter on hold, and now the problem was put before Colson.
He must make a decision whether to trust McCree or to keep him in his current state of "idle".
After more than ten seconds of thinking, Colson raised his head and said to Melinda:
"I plan to absorb him into a formal agent and give him a team of operations to lead."
"Is it the command level at the beginning?"
Melinda frowned and said:
"Will this cause controversy? And, still the old question, do you think he is worthy of trust?"
"He proved himself, didn't he?"
Colson said:
"He led the way in the Nordic battlefield and in Sulphur Harbor, and was willing to receive training in the agent course. I don't have the ability to see through people's hearts like Chief Merlin, but I think I can trust him and give him the opportunity he needs. I have a premonition that he will not let us down. However, what you think makes sense, so let him lead the newly established team No. 11." Phil Colson, the new chief of the.d.o.l.d., gestured his finger and said:
"Borrowing the words the director said during the meeting before, what he thought was not important, the focus was on his actions."
"Okay, you convinced me."
Melinda raised her wrist and looked at the time, she said:
"Just just now, your assistant Ward told me that there will be a meeting at 4 p.m., right?"
"Um."
Colson nodded, and he said:
"It's about the rotation of new agents in various departments, and the allocation of the four newly assigned business planes to us. I also plan to listen to your work experience these days, especially Barbie and others. They are different from us, and they don't have much experience in the overall department."
"They did a pretty good job."
Melinda said:
“It’s been quiet this week in Miami, Atlanta and Philadelphia.”
“I need to hear them say it in person.”
Colson smiled and said:
"I need to hear their report, only they know what problems and troubles they have encountered, but now there are still a few hours before 3pm. Do you want to go to Kansas with me?"
"Ghost Base?"
Melinda hugged her arms and said helplessly:
"I've been there for a while before, and it's a boring place."
"But it is also a very important place, especially the moment when the mutant Utopian Island is about to appear before the public, there must be no problems there."
Colson stood up and packed up his stuff, and he said to Melinda:
"Let's go, let's go over together, conduct a surprise inspection and see what's really going on there."
Melinda looked at Colson with a weird expression. She took out her cool sunglasses from her pocket, clasped them on her face, and said to Colson:
"After you become leaders, will you start to like this kind of surprise inspection?"
"This way you can strip off the disguise and see a more realistic situation."
Colson waved his hand disapprovingly. After 20 minutes, a small plane took off from New York and flew towards Kansas.
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"It's really strange."
In the laboratory of the ghost base, the base researcher Miss Lillian was watering her beloved flowers and plants when she heard a slightly surprised sigh from behind.
Miss Lillian turned her head and looked at Researcher Moira sitting in front of the computer behind her. She plucked her long red hair and asked:
"Is something happening?"
“I was sent an email saying they would give me a job opportunity.”
Ms. Moira, wearing gold glasses, leaned her head over and said to Lillian:
"You should also know that my reputation has not been very good in the past period of time. Any company or laboratory that is influenced by public opinion will keep me away. So, I suspect that this email is either a prank or has no intention."
"Don't be so pessimistic. Maybe someone has noticed your talents again."
Lillian put down the kettle in her hand, and walked to Moira and watched the emails on the computer with the elusive senior.
Although she and Moira are not very good friends, after all, they have been working together for a while. Ms. Moira also gave her a lot of valuable guidance on her research on leaf green and phytotoxics, which has kept the relationship between Lillian and Moira well, and she is even willing to take the initiative to help her clean up the mess after Moira's unplanned test results are wrong.
To be honest, if Lillian hadn't helped, the large-scale food poisoning that happened in the base in the past few days would not have subsided so quickly.
"Hey, this company is the umbrella company in Raccoon City."
Lillian looked at the emblem at the bottom of the email. It was a white and red circular sign, divided into 8 points, with red and white interlaced each occupying 4 grids, and it looked like an open red and white umbrella surface.
"It also sent me an email asking me to be the head of the drug testing department. If I remember correctly, it should be a few days ago."
"Well, don't you go and have a look?"
Moira said to Lillian:
"I have a bad reputation and I will never expect to open activities in the second half of my life, but you are different, Lillian, you are a real genius in your field of research. You should not be buried in this unknown little place. I think you can give it a try."
"never mind."
Lillian shook her head, and the beautiful girl said softly:
"I always think this company is a bit weird, maybe it's just a psychological effect, but I promised Chief Merlin to help him simplify the experiment, and it's almost done, so everything is waiting until it's done."
"Clang"
Before Lillian could finish her words, a huge sound of Xiangdong exploded on the ground above the two of them. Then, a harsh alarm sounded suddenly throughout the base.
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
Winston's voice rang out from the communicators all over the base:
Chapter completed!