Chapter 1052: ?SSR reorganization
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The Death Knell
- Chaos Art Troupe
- 1963 characters
- 2021-01-31 01:04:29
"Why come to pick me up? New York is my site, there is absolutely no need to mobilize people like this."
When Howard got off the ship, he bought newspapers and burgers first, and quickly felt the taste of civilized society. He had been drilling around in the rain forest, and he felt that he was about to become a savage.
It was Fury who greeted him on the dock. Not only did he come, but there were also several other roaring commandos hiding in the dark.
"Captain, Dr. Stark." Fury twitched his mouth and greeted the two very plainly.
Steve smiled and nodded. He searched for Peggy in the crowd, but did not see her.
Howard bit the burger and looked at the newspaper in his hand. The headline read "Facing the tragedy at the end of the year, a responsible agency was ordered to be disbanded." Although it was not stated clearly, the insider knew that SSR was disbanded.
He looked at Fury again and understood.
"Ahem, you and the Roaring Commando are unemployed, right? It's okay to find a job. My Stark Industries can hire you as a security guard. You will be a security chief, Fury. You pay this amount per year.
With that, Howard stretched out and dangled like bunny ears in front of Fury, meaning twenty thousand dollars.
Although he is still wearing a tattered suit and a seaman's coat, he is undoubtedly confident when he talks about money.
In 1955, the per capita annual salary in the United States was around 4,500 US dollars. Howard did not believe that this figure could rise by just over a year. Twenty thousand US dollars a year, how many mercenaries lost their lives in Africa and Latin America can not make this money, it is worthy of Fury's ability.
However, Friss did not move at all, just looked at him blankly: "It's not this matter, we are here to see you for a meeting."
"Meeting? What meeting?"
Howard watched the people coming and going on the dock, and there were already keen reporters coming to take pictures of the warship, he was somewhat disheartened.
He plans to go to eat, drink, sleep, and then peep at his destined wife, so there is no time for meetings.
However, Fury directly drove the car into the car, pushing the captain and Howard into the car: "I don't know what it is, but Agent Carter is waiting for you over there, the President ordered secretly."
"It's really troublesome. Can I stop when I pass by Wilson Department Store? I have to change my clothes."
Howard was also more serious, but since it was a meeting, he couldn't wear this.
Steve nodded. Although they had taken a shower on the warship, they did have to change their clothes. Although he is a veteran, since Fury pushed him into the car, should there be something to discuss?
"I'm afraid there is no time." Duggan turned his head and said with a smile. He hit the steering wheel and drove the car to the outskirts. The small black car was driven so fast, as if he was being chased by Stuka in the back of enemy lines. The same when playing.
More than ten minutes later, in a dilapidated barn on the outskirts of New Jersey that looked like a farm, the car drove in and sank into the ground together with the ground.
"It's a secret base again? I knew that the congressional group would not let us disband easily." Stark flipped over in the car and found a pack of cigarettes: "Aha, I think you will also be in your car. There are cigarettes."
"This is the'playground'. The backup base built by Agent 13 in the early days was originally built for fear of being landed by the enemy in World War II." There was no light on the elevator, and Fury seemed to have disappeared in the carriage. I saw a pair of teeth floating out of thin air opened and closed: "SSR is disbanded, and all of us have been dismissed from the military. Therefore, the President instructed us to establish a new organization, free from the military control, directly under his personal jurisdiction, and the Congress allocated funds. Before, we have been discussing whether it is better to call SRS or RSS."
"Can't we let the S and R letters go? Anyway, it's the cover, just call it a so-and-so office, or some plan?" With the sound of the gears of the machine turning, Howard didn't care about putting on the smoke. .
"What about Paige? What does she mean?" Steve wanted to ask about her situation, why she looked so busy.
Fury sighed. He knew that Steve had been discharged, and Page had withdrawn from SSR and planned to travel the world with him.
But now I am afraid it will not work.
"The President appointed her as the first administrator of the new agency. I'm sorry, Steve, your marriage..."
Before Fury had finished speaking, Steve raised his hand to interrupt him.
The hand slowly retracted, and Steve covered his face in the dark and sighed quietly.
Peggy has always said that she will retire early together and travel to get married, but now she is in charge of the U.S. secret service agency. Why is she saying and doing something completely different?
Fury and Dugan glanced at each other. The bearded Damme shook his head with his teeth. It's better for outsiders not to talk too much about the Captain and Number 13.
Seeing that the atmosphere in the carriage was a little awkward, Howard hurriedly talked about the meaty jokes, and Fury and Dugan immediately went down the and talked about a few more meaty things. For a while, the dark elevator room was full of laughter. The sound reverberates continuously in the deep passage.
This underground base was not very deep, so Dugan soon started the car again and drove through the underground tunnel with lights, and after a few tens of seconds, everyone suddenly opened up.
A huge underground space unfolds in front of you, full of busy people and small vehicles running back and forth, the eyes are full of messy scenes, and there are still a few planes parked here, and the dirt runway in the distance is being laid with concrete. .
The crash of machinery, the sound of workers shouting, the sound of car engines, mixed like a symphony, is full of tension.
The speed of the car slowed down a bit, and Dugan would stick his head out of the car window from time to time to shout for people to avoid. After a few minutes, they arrived at an elevator.
"Can I talk to Peggy before the meeting?" Steve looked at Fury. He took out the shield from the torn bag behind him and put it on his back.
Hei Tan had no objection. He reached out and pressed the elevator button: "She has always been my leader, so it's useless if you ask me. After the last incident, her work in the White House was very good, and the president was completely obliterated. She persuaded."
Howard touched his face, took out a pair of scissors to trim his beard against the brand new metal elevator door, and said vaguely: "She is probably the most powerful woman in America now. Those of us who know her are fine. I know her ability, but many people may not be convinced. She will be under a lot of pressure."
Fury nodded. To him, Chief Page is a good thing, because she has been following the Roaring Commando since World War II, so her team is still the backbone.
But for some people, it's not.
Moreover, after so many things, Heitan clearly felt that the SSR was full of spies from various forces. This time, taking the opportunity of reorganization, it was convenient to conduct detailed investigations on everyone.
Several people went upstairs and saw Peggy in the meeting room. She was already wearing military uniform and was busy explaining something to the staff.
She raised her head and smiled at Steve: "Sit down, let's have a brief meeting to discuss the name of our new agency, and the Congress will go through procedures."
"Can I talk to you? Soon." Steve stepped closer and asked in a low voice.
"Is it anxious?" Peggy looked at him with big eyes, but nodded: "Let's go to the next pantry. Everyone, wait a few minutes for us."
"Huh? Is Captain America so fast?"
Howard bit his ears with Ferry in a low voice, only the black eyes that looked like big were greeted by the black man.
After the two people entered the pantry, Peggy locked the door easily. She threw herself into Steve’s arms and gave a sweet kiss. After a while, she whispered: "I know you miss me, and I miss you too. I heard You ran to Cuba and worried me to death, but business matters here now. Will you go to my dormitory later and continue?"
Steve sighed, and patted Paige's back lightly: "I know, I just...want to ask why you have to take this errand? Let's go ahead. Explore the Antarctic and then travel to get married?"
"The world has changed, Steve, our enemies rushed up again. We can't rest until we completely defeat them. You have also seen that this is a battle beyond imagination and life and death. It is a matter for the two of us... .... Would you postpone it for a year?"
Peggy squeezed Steve's hand, raised her head and looked into his eyes, and said seriously.
Captain America nodded, and he touched her hair: "Well, I can understand. Anyway, we will grow very long in the future. It doesn't matter if we get married later. Since you plan to stay, I will return to the team. You can help me a little bit, and they will welcome me."
"That...Steve?" Paige frowned and lowered her head with some guilty conscience: "The President means that you are not suitable to appear in public in the near future, even if you are witnessed. Of course I am happy that you are willing to come back, but I can only work as a clerk."
Her voice became smaller and smaller, but Steve still heard clearly.
Even the warm light could not dissipate the damp smell in the pantry, and Steve slowly closed his eyes.
He just killed the bad guys who should be killed. He was not wrong. Why did the president give such an order? Even Peggy compromised?
Seeing him not speaking, Peggy shook his waist with some kindness: "How about being my secretary? When no one is there, we can dance in the office, like this."
She asked with a smile ~EbookFREE.me~ Over the years, she has taught him a lot of dance steps, maybe because of the promise, Steve has always been happy to dance with her.
However, Steve shook his head. His education was only up to high school, and he knew his level of knowledge.
No matter how much he wants to be with Peggy, an obviously unqualified person occupying the post of secretary to the secretary is irresponsible to everyone. Coupled with the fact that women as leaders have been pointed out by many people in this era, he can't mess with Peggy.
"No, you let me kill nazi, kill the little devil, there is no problem, but dealing with paperwork, typing and answering the phone, I am afraid I can't help you, I'll leave the army and eat pension at home and draw comics."
Paige nodded. She would not force Steve to do anything: "Alright, you are too easy to trust others. It is really not suitable for facing intrigue spy wars. Are you really going to draw comics?"
"Why not? When I was a kid, I was a fan of Twin Guns. Later, Holloway showed me the two revolvers. I wanted to draw the previous ones into comics." Steve smiled bitterly pretendingly. , He has a feeling of being abandoned by everyone.