SHIELD base, medical department.
A beeping sound came from the heart rate monitor. Tony, who was dug out from the rubble, was now wearing an oxygen mask and lying on the operating table undergoing surgery.
Outside the operating room, Nick stood at the window, quietly looking at Tony on the operating table.
"Sir, two senior agents from the FBI and CIA are waiting in the conference room."
Coulson, who had hurried over to Nick's side, said.
There was no more controversy at the Joint Command Center outside Wall Street the moment the whip of flesh and blood appeared, visible to half of Manhattan.
What remains is just a matter of whether the bombardment will last for three hours or half a day.
These had little to do with SHIELD, so he rushed back to deal with their own affairs.
"FBI, CIA, it seems that the president in the White House no longer trusts our capabilities."
Nick sneered and walked towards the conference room. Coulson listened and followed behind him without saying a word.
Nick didn't care about not getting a response. He looked back at the operating room and told Coulson, "Tony's injury will be hard to recover from in a short period of time, but we don't have the time to let him recover slowly now."
"How many life potions are left in stock? Never mind, take out a bottle and give it to him."
Nick looked a little distressed.
In the past, if someone had suffered such a serious injury, they could only recover slowly, with no other options. But since the healing potion made by Colin was sold through Dubai, there is now a way to recover quickly at particularly critical moments.
Of course, the effect is good and the value is expensive. Most of the time, it is just a favor. When it comes into the hands of the real capital giants, it costs nearly 100 million US dollars to get a bottle of life potion.
Even this is the case, there is still no demand for it.
If Tony's current condition wasn't considered a work-related injury, it would be difficult to ask for money, so he would have to rip this idiot off.
"I understand. The situation is unstable right now. Let Tony recover sooner to calm the public's panic." Coulson said.
Various things have happened one after another in Manhattan recently, and people's sense of security has been greatly reduced with each incident. Originally, when the army entered the city, people's morale was a little better, but with the emergence of the flesh-and-blood pillar of Wall Street, many people are on the verge of collapse and are trying every means to escape from the city.
At present, even if the Manhattan government tries its best to maintain stability, it seems to be unable to do so.
After all, there has been peace for so many years, and suddenly we are threatened by the zombie virus in the movies. No one would not be afraid.
Nick listened to Coulson's report with a sullen face and said nothing. As an agent organization like SHIELD, they could do nothing about such specific civil affairs. The most they could do was to play a supporting role. What they really needed to look at was the policies of the government.
"Contact the White House... No, contact the New York City government and tell them we are willing to let Captain America come out to help stabilize the situation."
When people are in panic, a hero is needed. When they are powerless in all aspects, Steve Rogers, who has been continuously promoted in American textbooks for 70 years, reappears. Even if he cannot reverse the current situation, he can still prolong the time of the outbreak of the conflict.
As for why we contacted the New York City government instead of directly contacting the White House...
One is in a very urgent situation and will definitely use it immediately if there is a solution, but for the other one, it may take a meeting to study it and make a decision after all parties have expressed their rights.
At this point, he is not willing to watch those politicians who have no conscience arguing.
"Yes! I promise to complete the task!"
As Captain America's number one fan, Coulson immediately responded with great enthusiasm when he heard the role his captain could play.
Nick glanced at him, said nothing, and pushed the door and walked into the meeting room.
There were two people in the conference room, dressed in formal attire, looking like elites.
Nick took a quick look at the two of them and got straight to the point, asking, "What do you want to know?"
Theoretically speaking, after SHIELD intervened in this incident, the two intelligence organizations, the FBI and CIA, should not have intervened, at least on the surface, and they would definitely not have received any information even if they did.
But the situation is different now. Things have gone wrong and he no longer has the confidence to say no, especially after he finally handed over the video of the phone call between Colin Blake and Prince Wahar of Dubai. The two organizations pounced on him like hyenas smelling a scent.
"Everything, everything related to this virus incident."
As soon as Nick finished speaking, one of them couldn't wait to speak, and although the other one didn't say anything, his eyes looked straight at him.
Nick looked at it, nodded and said, "No problem, the relevant information has been prepared, you can go to the archives room to get it at any time."
Under normal circumstances, he would never agree so easily, but now, he really didn't have the mood to waste his time arguing with these people.
However, seeing that Nick agreed too readily, one of them said tentatively: "We need to make sure that the information SHIELD called out is complete."
It would be great if we could search SHIELD's archives. There is no spy organization that would not be curious about the secrets hidden within SHIELD.
However, Nick was a little angry when he heard these unreasonable words: "Are you sure? How can you be sure? Do you want us to open the door of SHIELD and let you search?"
"Listen, I don't want to waste my time on you now, so I don't want to argue with you, but if you want to push it, then follow the regulations and apply slowly!"
Nick turned around with an angry look on his face and was about to walk out, and the other person in the room couldn't help but hurried forward.
"Director Fury, calm down, calm down. That's just the CIA's plan. We at the FBI definitely don't have that idea. So, I'll go to the data room now to get it. If there are any problems, we can discuss and solve them together!"
The senior FBI agent ignored the cold look of the CIA agent beside him and spoke to Nick with a smile on his face.
From the very beginning he had never thought of gaining any advantage from Nick, he was satisfied just to get the information he deserved.
He was secretly happy when he saw the greedy idiot sent by the CIA. If someone dared to play this trick in front of the head of the world's largest intelligence organization, he was asking for trouble.
As for what we just said about working together with the CIA people in the conference room...
That was just a joint effort in requesting information, which was courting death and could not be considered as their agreement.
At this time, the CIA agent saw the actions of the FBI agent and no longer had time to get angry. He stepped forward and surrendered.
Nick himself didn't care too much about this and didn't intend to pursue it.
However, looking at the two of them, he finally gave a piece of advice before leaving: "Although there is no problem with the source of this information, it is most likely that the other party leaked it intentionally. No matter what he wants to do, he must not do anything before the vaccine for the virus appears."
With one last look at the two of them, Nick strode out.
(End of this chapter)