No matter how much information Salomon reveals, the most skilled female spy in the world will not be able to figure out his details. But Agent Romanoff, who has been on the front line all year round, has a keener sense of smell than Nick Fury.
An entire underground city was enough for her to understand that the situation had now reversed. Where she didn't know, Salomon's intelligence tentacles were going deep. This was the biggest difference between Salomon and the Avengers. He was not fighting alone.
.In the system he built, everyone will develop and practice collectivist codes of conduct, rather than flaunting individual heroism of their own particularity.
Agent Natasha Romanoff realized this when interacting with the girls.
To be precise, she appreciates this concept of teamwork very much, but she doesn't like the idea of dedicating everything to the collective. This is related to her personal experience. In her childhood, she encountered the kind of ambition to use public tools for private purposes.
family, which caused her to have a great misunderstanding of the concept of collective.
The inbred bureaucratic privilege class formed during the Brezhnev period betrayed the ideals of the founding of the country for personal gain, embezzled state property, engaged in corruption, offered and accepted bribes, and engaged in private malpractice. In the later Gorbachev period, bureaucratic privilege
The class even colluded with the pro-Western "social elites" and completely negated the ideas of Lenin and Marx. The shameful "Belovezhi Agreement" represented the desecration of the achievements of the October Revolution and the collective betrayal of the bureaucratic class, which incarnated into those who later became Russia's
The political elite who hold power and the economic elite who get rich.
Salomon told this story to Agent Romanov.
This is indeed not something suitable to be discussed with women while basking in the sun, but Salomon still goes his own way.
He told Agent Romanoff that the people who dominated her destiny in her youth were the pro-Western bureaucracy who betrayed the success of the revolution. Her defection from the Red Room to S.H.I.E.L.D. was nothing more than jumping from one quagmire to another.
Quagmire. "Your life has quite a dark humor, dear." Salomon said, "You thought you would be saved, but you just jumped from one system full of corruption to another. The source of corrupt politics, from one corrupt
A tool of the system becomes a tool of another corrupt system.”
"You know I don't care, Salomon. I'm a spy," Agent Romanoff said. "I work for SHIELD, not the United States."
"S.H.I.E.L.D.'s largest source of budget is the United States. All members of the system come from capitalist societies. Do you think there is any difference?" The mystic turned the page with a gentle expression. This book was requested by his Oxford professor.
The book he read will be the content here next semester. "With my superficial understanding of social science, I can guarantee that you have encountered the same thing in SHIELD as in the Red Room. The corruption you have seen
There are also many officials. Tell me, is there any difference between the corrupt officials on the two sides?" His eyes hidden behind his sunglasses flashed with interest, "You are not just a spy, Natasha. The title of spy means a lot to you.
It's too wasteful to say that you are a living specimen of sociology. No one can understand the reasons for the collapse of the Soviet Union and the corruption of the bureaucratic system more deeply than you."
"what you up to?"
"I just want to ask you to help me complete my editorial, my dear." Salomon pushed up his sunglasses, "Let's have a conversation full of hearsay. Don't worry, I will hide some key information.
Don’t let people think of you.”
"So you invited me here just to help you complete your political homework?" Agent Romanoff encountered this situation for the first time. She sat up from the beach chair in surprise. "This is quite new." She pushed her sunglasses up.
On the forehead, "But I have to say, your nerdiness has started to attack me."
"I don't have large glasses, braces or high-waisted trousers. I have watched the 1970s sitcom "Youth"... I am a bit obsessive-compulsive, but I assure you, no one will ever be rejected for these reasons.
Me, I am definitely not a nerd."
"Who sang the song "telephone"?"
"Uh... Linkin Park?"
"It's lady gaga! What about "she is my sin"?"
"I don't know." Salomon shrugged, "You might as well ask me how to play "The Riding Valkyrie"! I can play "The Ring of the Nibelung" on the piano! I also know Michael Jackson.
!I can also sing "sugar, sugar"!"
"Oh my God, that's a jingle from 1969! Even Rogers didn't listen to it!"
Salomon pouted aggrievedly, and the female spy couldn't help but kiss his face when she saw this scene, but he looked even sadder. She laughed loudly and lay down on the beach chair again.
“I also heard of Joan Jett!”
"Okay, okay, I get it. You never listen to pop music, do you, cute nerd? Do you know Britney? Where's Westlife? Oh my god! You're more stuffy than Steve Rogers!"
She smiled and said, "Tell me, did you start sleeping in 1874?" [Note: When "The Ring of the Nibelung" was completed.]
""love the way you lie"! Oh my God, honey, are you trying to tell me something through this song?"
Samn Xiao rolled his eyes, not having a good look at Groves who was sitting in the passenger seat by himself. As soon as this shameless woman opened her mouth, Samn Xiao asked Samn Xiao to take the initiative to come to her, and said
Nothing should affect the mission of Harold Finch and John Reese. This is simply impossible! After the last attack by the woman in power armor in the bank, the "Always Vigilant" terrorist organization has completely lost control -
- It was the time of the Hydra rebellion. All the intelligence agencies in the United States were busy scrambling for the fat on the corpse of SHIELD and scrambling for the black budget, and had no time to take care of the domestic terrorist organizations. In addition, the Samaritans and the
With the secret confrontation of machines, the "always alert" organization has completely transformed into an indiscriminate terrorist attack organization.
Not long ago, Harold Finch and John Reese prevented an explosion caused by Ever-Vigilant.
Samn Xiao has been too busy for more than a month and has not had a good sleep. Naturally, he will not look good on Ms. Groves who is looking for trouble. "Don't be so nervous, my dear." Root smiled and handed over the document.
He gave it to Samn Xiao, and then motioned her to open it with his eyes, "There is no anthrax in this."
"If there is, you will die." Samn Xiao opened the file and browsed it hastily. "Where did you get it from?" She turned around and asked, "Which machine gave you this confidential document?"
of?"
"They are our mutual friends. Don't worry, his purpose is the same as ours, but his thoughts are deeper and I can't figure them out yet." Root said, "Judging from the current performance, he seems to want to
Guide the fight between Him and the Samaritans and limit the Samaritans’ actions beyond the norm. I don’t understand why he did what he did, but I’m sure He must have agreed to this approach, and the advantage is on our side.”
"You still call that machine God, what a freak!"
Samn Xiao imagined a black figure standing behind two servers, but the face of the black figure was blurry. She could only see his long black hair clearly through the weak sunlight shining through the small window. "We are all weird.
Fei, Xiao." Root leaned closer to her, "Don't you think so?"
Samn Shaw pushed away the clingy Groves. She snorted.
"Never!"
"Hmm~ Be more honest, I know you like this."
"What the hell!" Samn Shaw shouted with a smile, "Don't tickle me, I'm driving!"