Put on a handsome suit and comb your hair like an adult...
No, Colson doesn't need to comb his hair because his hairline is in the shape of a smile.
Listening to various bullets hitting the bunker, and arrows and energy beams passing over everyone's heads from time to time, and seeing Coulson still maintaining a decent smile at this time, Su Ming was somewhat impressed.
.
After all, he is just an ordinary person. Faced with such a near-desperate situation, it is really not easy to find the state of mind and put on a fake smile when he sees the death knell. Su Ming likes dedicated people.
As for what kind of person Colson is, is he a good old man like in so many novels Su Ming read in his previous life...
How is that possible?! He is not only a level 8 agent of SHIELD, he has also participated in the Army's Rangers and fought on the battlefield. He is also a disciple taught by Nick Fury. No matter how you think about it, he is not in the traditional sense.
of good people.
Some agents' weapons are expressionless faces, such as Nick Fury and Amanda Waller, while others' weapons are seemingly friendly smiles, such as Phil Coulson and Etta Candy.
From this comparison, we can see the clues. The leaders of S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Sky Eye Society all have expressionless black faces, while their cronies and apprentices all have white faces that are always smiling.
This is the trick of good cop and bad cop.
The S.H.I.E.L.D. team is the victim. They actually don't have much affection for Fury. They mostly follow orders from their superiors, and sometimes they even get into trouble because Luodan's orders are too cruel.
At this time, Coulson would appear, first having some "heart-to-heart" private conversations, and then adding some "family-like" warmth. As soon as he smiled, each of these young people had great trust in him.
Then Fury's various dark missions were successfully carried out.
'Fury asked me to kill the traitor. That person was very familiar to me before. I didn't want to go...but Coulson said it was for everyone's good, so let's kill him. Kill him faster.
It won't hurt anymore.'
Daisy, who had beaten the traitor into a pulp, chatted with the cavalry like this.
'Fury asked us to go to the White House to steal something. I think this is against the rules and shouldn't be so hasty... But Coulson said it was to protect the president, so let's go steal it. The secret information will be kept by SHIELD.
better.'
After winning, Mockingbird said this to Hawkeye.
But to say how dark Coulson is, it’s not necessarily true. He just works in a regular manner. This is the life of an agent. If you want to deceive the enemy, you must first deceive your own people, not to mention how many people are inside SHIELD.
An agent of a hostile force.
At least Coulson has never asked his team members to die, nor has he blamed them. For an agent, he is already a very good commander.
"Good afternoon, Agent Coulson, how are you doing?"
The strangulated earplugs were retracted into the helmet. Su Ming leaned against the bunker, sat next to Coulson, and patted his thigh like an old acquaintance.
"Mike! May! Buy us time." Colson gave the order to the two people behind another bunker. The strong black man and the young Asian woman nodded immediately and continued to block the only suspension bridge with the few remaining ammunition.
After seeing several enemies being knocked off the bridge and falling into the endless abyss, and the screams disappearing from his ears for a long time, Colson turned back to Deathstroke and smiled and said: "As you can see, not
That’s great, what about you? What have you been busy with lately?”
"This is 1956. You must have read history and know that I am not busy with anything, right?" Su Ming smiled and threw him a cigarette: "No need to test the timeline, Nick.
Fury's Chrono Operation Manual was copied from me, so if you have anything to say, just say it."
"I don't smoke, and the doctor said my cardiopulmonary function is not very good." Coulson didn't feel embarrassed when he was exposed. He handed the cigarette back politely: "Now my team is trapped here, you
Can you think of a way to move us to a safer place? At least not in the center of the battlefield."
Su Ming put away his cigarette without showing his face: "What? Are you planning to retreat? It seems to me that your mission has not been completed."
"No, it's not time to retreat yet, but the final winner of this battle must be the Immortals. We just need to wait until they decide the winner, and then seize the gravity from the hands of the Immortals."
Colson stated his plan very generously, with the smile on his face still perfect and his eyes very sincere.
However, the black and yellow mercenary shook his head and tapped the dilapidated house behind him as a bunker with his finger:
"If I were you, I wouldn't be so sure. Do you know whose territory this is? Whose are the remaining forces?"
Coulson did not peek out from behind the bunker to look. He was no longer an impatient young man. He just smiled and asked: "Then what do you think we should do?"
"Aha." Su Ming stretched out a finger and shook it from side to side, letting out a deep laugh: "The problem you have now is about the paid items, the tactical guidance fee, and the life money of Fitz and Gemma. I
Would you like to quote a price first?”
Coulson took a deep breath. His plan to transfer command and get help for free was discovered. He knew this would happen, but he just kept smiling.
"what do you want?"
"Cut some of your three boulders for me, and let me take a look at the engine design of your Zephyr fighter."
Su Ming spoke without hesitation. This was considered a win-win situation. After all, in this situation, the SHIELD team obviously did not have the strength to gain Gravity.
"I can show you the engine design drawing, but it is only for the booster engine." Coulson first agreed to half of the conditions, and then said with a look of embarrassment: "But the problem of the giant stone, because of the time-space replacement agreement, I don't have the authority.
You are allowed access to them."
S.H.I.E.L.D. has three giant rocks that have some special effects.
One piece can transport people to a deserted planet in the universe, the other piece is about time travel, and the last piece may involve dimensions or parallel worlds.
You don't need a complete boulder. Even if you cut off a small piece, you can use shock waves or energy to forcibly trigger their effects. A palm-sized stone, paired with scientific equipment, can wrap several people and teleport together, which is very amazing.
The first two are not very attractive. Su Ming is interested in the last piece, because it means the possibility of taking others to the parallel universe. He only needs to adjust its controllability and safety. At the same time, as long as he can research them
The mechanism of action will be of great help to the adjutant’s technological level.
Su Ming also smiled. He patted Coulson on the shoulder: "It's 1956. In what year did you join SHIELD?"
"In the summer of 1991, I had just finished fighting in the Gulf War." Colson answered almost without thinking.
"In this case, cut off some corners of the boulder and give it to me. I will only borrow it temporarily. How about I personally return it to Fury in 1991? If we follow the logic of time, you have never even lost them." Su Ming proposed.
A compromise.
Coulson was lost in thought, his finger pads slowly groping for the non-slip mesh on the pistol grip.
The science duo, who had just celebrated their reunion with their teammates, were secretly shaking their heads at Coulson, indicating that he could not agree to such conditions.
"Okay, I agree, but it can only be a little scrap. I think you also know what those boulders mean." Colson did not hesitate anymore. He was different from the scientific duo, who were idealists.
Coulson was more concerned that Mike and May didn't have many bullets.
After all, they are agents, not soldiers, so they cannot go out to carry out missions with ammunition boxes on their backs. Take him as an example, he usually only carries six magazines when he goes out, which is already a lot.
If the tide of enemies breaks the direction, there is no doubt that Deathstroke and the assistants he brought can escape unscathed, but I am afraid that only Daisy of the S.H.I.E.L.D. team will survive.
Daisy's powers are not unlimited, and strong vibrations have a reaction force on her arm bones. Although relying on Gemma's little invention can reduce the adverse effects, it is not completely immune.
She seemed to have never mastered the method of sending shock waves with her legs or tongue, and could only use her hands.
"No problem, you should know that I am more trustworthy than my cousin."
Su Ming touched the cloak floating beside him, and when Deathstroke mentioned Deadpool, Coulson could only smile bitterly.
"Can you tell me what to do now?"
Just thinking about Deadpool Coulson made him feel sick to his stomach, and he quickly changed the topic and the direction of his thinking.
Su Ming used the God Killer to draw the terrain map he just saw in the air on the ground: "Of course, now we are all trapped on a small island in the ocean. Although there is a way out, you want to get other places.
The island’s treasure, so to speak?”
Colson smiled and nodded. Next to these spindle-shaped towers is an abyss, which is worse than the sea.
"First of all, you can be sure that gravity is in the hands of the Immortals, right?" Su Ming confirmed the information. There were not many Immortals on the battlefield, but they were wearing weird navy blue robes, and the weapons in their hands had all kinds of weird combinations.
The technology looks very powerful.
But they had no intention of killing, but were focused on leaving the battlefield, so they were temporarily entangled.
"I can't completely confirm, because that's history, and..." Colson became more serious, but there were still laugh lines at the corners of his eyes.
"And history can be changed." Su Ming continued. Of course he knew this. Since he saw tens of millions of possibilities in the future, he has not yet finished digesting it: "So for you
For me, the primary goal is to confirm where Gravity is, how to get it, and how to evacuate it after getting it."
"That's it, do you have a solution?" Daisy slid into the crowd from behind a bunker and joined the discussion.
There was no gun in her hand, instead she had a pair of shining silver gauntlets on her arms.
"Hi, Skye, how is your father's mood lately?" Su Ming greeted her with a smile and took out a bottle of Power Drink as a greeting gift.
Daisy simply pursed her lips and did not answer the question at all. Her father had never been in a good mood because he was injected with the monkey version of the super serum he developed.
Irritable, irritable, and crazy are not enough to describe his father's mental state. Except for his normal skin color, Dr. Hyde's brain is no different from that of the furious Hulk.
But it was one thing not to wait for the death knell. Her body was still very honest, and she snatched the soda away with a stretch of her little hand.
With a 'pop' sound, a brief shock wave knocked the bottle cap away. She happily took a sip, and the carbonic acid made her eyes look like crescent moons.