Many years later, Nick Fury would always think of this afternoon when he was alone.
His first meeting with the legendary Superman, the first director of S.H.I.E.L.D.
Although the specific content of the conversation has long been forgotten.
But Fury still remembers how nervous he felt at that time. He was even more excited than being a World War II veteran and being interviewed by the president.
If we say Captain America is the most idol worthy of worship in the minds of all children in the 1960s.
That Superman is probably the hero in the eyes of all veterans—although most people only see the surface.
"Sir, hello... No, should I call you General, or Lieutenant General?"
In the summer of 1946, Nick Fury walked into the S.H.I.E.L.D. building while practicing how to greet him later.
He is now the leader of the CIA's field agent team, responsible for collecting relevant intelligence on foreign governments and destroying spies lurking in the country.
"Hello, I have an appointment with Lieutenant General Luke Cavill."
Fury was a little uncomfortable with this high-end suit. He scratched his neck and said to the young and beautiful front desk lady.
Out of professional habit, he looked around with hidden eyes.
Compared to the CIA headquarters located in Washington, D.C., near the Lincoln Memorial, there are only a few offices.
I don't know how good SHIELD is. It has a huge office building, neat uniforms, and even the receptionist is much prettier than my own.
"No wonder those guys are thinking of jumping here."
Fury thought silently.
He heard that SHIELD's casualty pension was more than three times that of the CIA.
Everyone likes better treatment conditions and a more comfortable working environment.
Even agents and agents from the FBI (Federal Bureau of Investigation) or CIA (Central Intelligence Agency) are no exception.
Many people think that the salary level of agents in the intelligence department should be very high.
actually not.
"I wonder if SHIELD agents' income is three times that of the CIA."
Such thoughts flashed through Fury's mind.
For example, FBI positions are divided into nineteen levels, with D4 being the highest level and A1 being the lowest.
Generally speaking, the total salary of D4 is about US$120,000 to US$130,000 per year.
The average annual salary of A1 who has just joined the job is only 40,000, which is similar to that of a rookie police officer in the New York Police Department.
Excluding necessary subsidies and overtime pay, and deducting 26% of federal taxes, state taxes, and local taxes, the actual amount you can get may be even less.
The situation is the same for the CIA, even for agents who are active overseas and on the front lines all year round.
In addition to the allocated operating funds, the real annual salary income is only 70,000 to 80,000 US dollars, which is not as good as the vampires on Wall Street.
As low-level agents, the most generous sum of money they can receive in their lives is probably the pension after they die in the line of duty.
Not every agent is like James Bond, who wears hand-tailored high-end suits, has a graceful demeanor, enjoys cars and wine, and leads an enviable global travel life.
It is more of a romantic imagination that has been processed, beautified and presented.
"Mr. Nick Fury, this is your access card. Please take the elevator and go up to..."
The front desk checked the information and handed an electronic access card to Fury after confirming it was correct.
"The director is in a meeting, you may have to wait a few minutes."
Fury nodded, took the access card, turned and walked towards the elevator.
He didn't know why the Superman Lieutenant General wanted to see him, but he suddenly received a notice that the meeting was scheduled for this afternoon.
At first, when Fury got the letter from his mailbox, he thought he had encountered the latest scam.
He had read in the newspaper that some professional scammers would send many people letters such as "Congratulations on winning the first prize" and "A rich woman spends a lot of money to have a child."
Taking advantage of people's nature of wanting to make a fortune and take advantage, if they want to exchange for prizes or be chosen by a rich woman, they must first send money.
The reasons are so bizarre that one can almost tell at a glance that it might be a scam.
You can cast your net widely and you can always catch a few fish.
Many people were deceived and reported the matter to the police angrily.
Especially those guys who were looking forward to spending a night with a rich woman were hurt a second time when they learned that the so-called "rich woman" was actually a foot-picking man.
Therefore, Nick Fury, who is very vigilant, originally wanted to report back and assist the Virginia police department in destroying the fraud gang.
However, after opening the letter, he saw that it was stamped with SHIELD's red stamp, and also had the address and contact information written on it.
With a cautious and dubious attitude, Fury made a phone call and got a definite answer from his secretary.
The superhuman lieutenant general wants to meet him.
It's true!
Fury was stunned.
Why did he, a nobody, come into the sight of that army lieutenant general and combat hero
"Is it because of the SSS plan?"
Fury walked into the elevator, confused.
He was one of hundreds of soldiers recruited for the military's anti-aging drug test.
The purpose is very pure, to make some extra money.
Generally speaking, as long as the risks are not very high, some retired veterans or new recruits are happy to try the military experiments that require volunteers to participate.
Who wouldn’t love how easy it is to earn a nice bonus
Of course, if you are unlucky and encounter a cheating commander, you may have to become a free guinea pig.
Corruption and graft are a fact that exists everywhere.
"As the leader of SHIELD, how could a dignified army lieutenant general spend so much time interviewing the soldiers participating in the experiment one by one..."
Fury shook his head and rejected this guess.
He walked out of the elevator with an anxious mood, walked through the curved corridor with two entrances, and entered the director's office under the guidance of the female secretary.
"Wait a moment."
The female secretary has a sweet smile on her face.
"OK."
Nick Fury sat upright, watching the graceful back disappearing through the door.
The secretaries who surround important people are always very beautiful.
Fury, who was bored, thought so.
A few minutes later.
The office door was pushed open.
Hearty laughter entered the room faster than the figure.
"Hello, Sergeant Fury."
Seeing the legendary Superman, Nick Fury quickly stood up.
His first reaction was that he was too young.
Although pictures of Superman often appear in newspaper headlines, the feeling is undoubtedly stronger when meeting the real person.
"Sergeant Nicholas Joseph Furey, 1st Battalion, 5th Cavalry Regiment, reporting to sir."
Fury subconsciously saluted Luke when he heard that he was addressed as a military officer rather than a CIA agent.
A loud voice echoed in the office.
"Sit down and don't be too formal."
Luke smiled. It was quite interesting to see the future Director Lu Dan now looking like a newbie.
"Sergeant Fury, I've seen your information."
"You served very well during World War II and are currently leading a field team of the CIA Intelligence Division."
"Not long ago, we just captured several spies. Even General Vandenberg has heard of your name."
Hoyt Vandenberg, Air Force Lieutenant General, current CIA Director.
Speaking of which, SHIELD and the FBI don't deal with each other very well, and the director of the latter, Hoover, was repeatedly humiliated by Luke in public.
But the relationship with the CIA is actually good, and can barely be called a friendly alliance that helps each other.
"Lieutenant General Cavill is too generous."
Young Fury grinned, showing his white teeth.
He acted modestly, but could not conceal his inner excitement.
This is a superhuman compliment!
"Sergeant Fury, have you ever considered coming to S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
Luke leaned forward and drummed his fingers on the table.
"I welcome... talents like you here."
There was an obvious look of shock on Fury's dark face.
Recruiting...me
"I'm from the CIA..."
Fury, who was still a young braised egg, scratched his head and hesitated.
"It doesn't matter. General Vandenberg doesn't mind if you come to SHIELD to develop. He also plans to give you a farewell party."
Luke stopped tapping his fingers and said softly: "I usually have weekends off here. Extra overtime pay is calculated by the hour. The pension is three times higher than that of the CIA. It also comes with disability insurance. After five years of work, you can work in New York. Got a single apartment.”
"By the way, if you go to Las Vegas for a chic vacation and say that you are a staff member of SHIELD, you can also enjoy a luxurious suite when staying in a hotel, enter the casino, and use the private boxes of VIP customers."
"Director Cavill, when can I go through the onboarding procedures?"
After hearing this, Fury nodded directly in agreement.
He originally wanted to show his nostalgia for the CIA, but SHIELD gave him so much that he didn't even need to think about it. (End of chapter)