In 1962, a farmer nicknamed "Johnny Boy" had to sell his farm because of bankruptcy. There were many farmers in nearby villages who had the same situation. The fashionable and young farmers had many options. They could choose to sell their farm.
The rich went to the West Coast to make a living in the newly established cities in the Nevada desert. They either relied on their strong arms trained through years of hard work to occupy their own positions in the land of guns, wine, money and beauty, or they
Just take a ride north to Canada, stay away from home in the song "Happy Birthday" that Marilyn Monroe sang for President Kennedy, and set foot on a country that has not been fully developed by the colonizers.
"Johnny Boy" did not intend to leave the United States, nor did he intend to go to the desert of Nevada. Relying on the relationship he established in elementary school, he contacted a classmate who had already left the village and joined an engineering team in a nearby city. Although
He knows nothing except farming and raising cattle, but the city that is sucking up people, money and fuel needs people like him. The rising skyscrapers require the sweat and blood of rural boys one after another. "Strong"
"Ni boy" saw a movie and "Lawrence of Arabia" for the first time in a display window in a big city. He saw the appearance of the girl with a charming voice on the radio for the first time. Although the picture was a bit blurry, it still impressed him.
The beautiful face in the newspaper had already made his heart skip a beat.
He learned the way of life of city people.
Lucky Strike cigarettes and cheap whiskey are the best solace after physical labor. Noisy, crowded pubs that smell of sweat and feet are the only places he goes after get off work after refusing to return to the cheap rental house. He wears colorful clothes on the street. The prostitute was his wife who he spent the night with on the weekends. However, what he could not forget the most was the cheap coffee and the always hot hot dogs. That was the first thing he ate after the process. At that time, his old friend was driving a A red Ford Xie 4-door sedan came to New Jersey to pick him up, and then took him to a roadside food truck for a hearty meal. He was kidding along the way, bragging about his relationship with the local Mafia boss, and showing him off to him. "Johnny Boy" nodded confusedly, then kept stuffing hot dogs into his mouth, leaving the seat covered with crumbs.
"You have to stand out, my friend." On the day he came to pick him up, "Johnny Boy" didn't understand why Fa Xiao deliberately imitated an Italian accent, but this did not prevent him from listening. "This job is not what you want.
So easy. The union leader is one of our people. If he asks you to strike, you have to go on strike. If he asks you to march in the streets, you will march in the streets. Do you understand? Don’t covet the hard-earned money. John Gotti will not treat you badly.
No matter what you think, you can make money just by listening to John Gotti, understand?”
"Johnny Boy" nodded.
He didn't understand the meaning of this sentence that day until he received a message at work one day, asking him and other workers to take their tools and go to a newspaper in New York, where a protest against printing automation was being held.
There was a strike, and that newspaper was actually the property of a certain Mafia godfather. Many years passed after that, and "Johnny Boy" also became slightly famous, and the boy who brought him into the business died in a revenge
The murderer of the shooting has not been found to this day, and many people speculate that it was an assassination attempt carried out by a rival gang.
Before "Johnny Boy" could take revenge, the godfather called him to the mansion and personally gave him a mission.
Recently, the family received a hugely profitable project. For this project, many construction companies established by gangs were fighting fiercely. 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 a trustworthy overseer to control the project. "Johnny Boy" is one of the trustworthy people. The Godfather plans to send him to upstate New York to supervise the project while preventing other families from taking advantage of the project. It is said that this project is a government tender
Yes, the government official whom the godfather knew specifically said hello, explaining that this project was not like past municipal projects where corners could be cut, and if it was too blatant, the jackals in the Pentagon would divert attention.
After arriving at the project site, "Johnny Boy" discovered that the difficulty of the project was far beyond his imagination, as a person who had only done municipal engineering for a few years. There was a dam made of sandbags and concrete on the wide lake, which was full of life.
The lake was cut in half, with the water on one side scalding hot and the other side full of mud. The old red lighthouse stood on the rugged rocks, weakly emitting the dim light of the oil lamp.
Someone has already started construction at this moment, digging the first shovel into the muddy land.
Nearly fifty years later, the first hole dug with a shovel has been covered with thick concrete and alloy. The lake water on the shoal, accompanied by a loud noise, falls from the tightly connected steel, forming thousands of tiny holes.
Waterfall. "Johnny Boy" would never have imagined that the mud-filled shoal he had seen had turned into a huge pothole, because the heroin in his body and blood vessels had been deeply buried in the concrete pile.
in, sinking to the bottom of the lake.
Five jet-black geometric aircraft rushed out of the crater at an astonishing speed, dragging long tail flames and flying into the sky.
"The dove has been released! Repeat, the dove has been released!"
Melinda May clenched her hands excitedly, allowing herself to indulge her emotions a little.
"Start taking back the medical room!" She gave the order concisely and concisely, "We have to take away all the medicines!"
This was not a whimsical decision. Melinda May knew very well that the enemy could hear this command. However, as this command was issued, the concrete alloys of D-4, D-5, and D-7 channels had not yet been destroyed.
The gates will open, and a team of mechanical soldiers that were previously blocked in these areas will be attacked by an armed team from D-6. This team will begin to evacuate toward the elevator within a few seconds of the exchange of fire, and the D-6 team behind them will respond.
-The armed team at Channel 3 will join the battle and lock all channels leading to the medical room.
Food, water and medicine are necessary supplies for SHIELD to continue fighting.
Even if the noose is around her neck, even if the breath of life is slowly being strangled, Melinda May will not give up the fight.
"You have never been taught how to be a battlefield commander, May." Maria Hill asked, "I'm curious, where did you learn this knowledge? There is no education related to this on your file.
experience."
"When Agent Coulson led all of us to survive, many things were different. Agent Hill, don't look at the current S.H.I.E.L.D. through the eyes of the past. We are moving towards what Agent Coulson expected.
direction of development.”
Maria Hill observed Melinda May's face. When Agent Coulson was mentioned, her body language and micro-expressions showed her trust in Agent Coulson. The big boss in this base
Some of the agents were personally recruited by Phil Coulson, some were past SHIELD agents, and are still being hunted by the U.S. government and NATO countries today. Some are even survivors of the SHIELD Academy massacre. Everyone here
Everyone trusts Phil Coulson, which is something that SHIELD in the Nick Fury era simply couldn't do. It's not about personality charm, but rules and regulations. Today's SHIELD is like an open and honest organization.
There are no secrets between family and all agents.
This alone is enough to make Maria Hill frown. She understands that trust is needed to rebuild the organization in the post-SHIELD era, but this trust seems to have transformed into a family atmosphere and an undisciplined atmosphere.
There is 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 SHIELD's secrets and technology will completely go astray. She is now
Fortunately, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. is still Phil Coulson, and not the more fanatical Melinda May, or the indecisive Alphonso Mackenzie, or even the fledgling Daisy Johnson.
Even former senior agent Gonzalez was much better than these people.