Chapter 341: The death of Nick Fury
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True Marvel World
- The Sticking Squirrel
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- 2021-02-27 12:55:51
Nick Fury was taken to the best nearby hospital by agents of the SHIELD and began surgery.
The poor guy suffered a very serious injury and fractured in many places on his body. The entire abdomen had become a mess because of the shooting. There was even a bullet that was very close to the heart and caught in a complicated blood vessel.
If this is not the case, even if the black director is physically strong, he will not be able to survive to this day, but he should have died within tens of seconds after being shot.
"Nurse, pull the list away."
"Blood pressure has dropped. Hurry to get an electric shock."
"Charged to a hundred joules."
...
In the operating room, first aid was being carried out nervously.
Outside the emergency room, Rogers looked through the transparent glass and stared intently, praying that Frey could rescue him.
Although the black man had a contradiction with him and had a bad temper, Rogers still felt that he and Ferry were friends.
Beside Rogers was a tall, thin blonde with tied hair. She was Fury's deputy, Maria Hill.
After receiving the order, Hill arrived in Washington within three hours of Kankan, but unfortunately did not succeed in receiving Fury, and when he got the news again, Fury was seriously injured.
In addition to the two of them, there are many heavily armed SHIELD soldiers in the corridor outside, talking with the hospital, or sitting and waiting.
At this time, a black school revival Corvette stopped outside the hospital, then a red-haired beauty got out of the car and ran into the operating room.
It was the black widow, Natasha Romanov, who had just returned from New York.
Seeing the busy look of the doctors and nurses in the operating room, she breathed a sigh of relief, and asked after a moment of silence:
"Can he survive it?"
Rogers looked at the red-haired woman on the side: "I don't know."
"Who is the killer and what does it look like?" Natasha continued to ask.
"I didn't see it clearly, but he was fast and strong." Rogerston for a while: "Also, his left hand is metal!"
This made Natasha's eyes narrow slightly, as if she noticed something: "Bullet analysis results?"
"There are three in total, there is no trajectory, and it cannot be tracked at all." The answer was Hill, because she is the absolute expert of the SHIELD deputy director here.
Natasha's eyes narrowed again: "It was the bullet of the former Soviet Union!"
"Yes." Hill glanced at Natasha without wondering why she was so sensitive.
Because the best agent in SHIELD is actually a former Soviet Union!
After this sentence, no one was talking, because the operation inside had entered the final stage.
"Back off, 3, 2, 1, ready for electric shock!"
boom!
The sound of electric shock instruments.
"Is there a pulse?"
"No!"
"Okay, charge to 200 joules."
"Yes."
"3, 2, 1, start electric shock!"
boom! Again.
Still no response.
"Inject epinephrine!"
"Injecting."
"Is there a pulse now?"
"No!"
"carry on"
...
Time and time again, knowing that the pulse display on the display screen has become a parallel straight line, and there is no bounce.
Both the doctor and the nurse felt something, and gradually stopped.
Then, the attending physician checked Frey's body. After a while, he asked silently:
"what time is it now."
"One and three in the morning."
After hearing this answer, the doctor shook his head slightly, began to remove the mask, and announced the final result:
"Confirm the death of the wounded, the time of death, 1:30 am!"
Hearing this, Rogers and Hill couldn't stay any longer and turned to leave.
Natasha looked at Fury lying on the operating table inside, silently hurt.
Natasha had no idea that Frey had lost her life when she went to ask for help.
And the help she sought, but she was still attending a prom ball in a club in New York, did not care about her request at all!
Fury's body was eventually placed in a separate morgue, covered simply with a white cloth.
As time passed, the sky gradually became brighter, and it was early morning.
Natasha finally looked at Fury's body before leaving.
She wanted to find the murderer of Fury, and she had some clues.
In the morgue, Rogers frowned slightly when she saw Natasha leaving, and followed.
He was thinking that this female agent who was often given various orders by Fury should know some hidden things about this matter.
"Natasha!" Rogers went out to stop the other person, and really wanted to talk to a hidden place together, but did not expect Natasha to turn around and asked:
"Why does Fury go back to your apartment?"
Rogers swallowed, and waved helplessly: "I don't know."
"Captain, they call you SHIELD." Rumlow shouted at this moment.
Rogers was impatient: "Tell them, I'll go back in a little while."
"They said, better now!" Rumlow said firmly.
"I see." Rogers was angry, but he couldn't help it, so he agreed.
With an accurate answer, Rumlow nodded and turned away.
"You can't lie!" At this time, Natasha also saw that Rogers's answer before him was simply lying, leaving a sentence and leaving.
Rogers was both ends, turning to follow Rumlow in front, but suddenly thought of the USB drive that Fury had given him, and felt that this trip might not be easy.
Just now, Rogers saw someone putting food into the vending machine in the corridor. As soon as the brain moved, he put the USB flash drive behind a row of gums, and after getting back from SHIELD, he took the USB flash drive out.
...
A helicopter took off near the hospital and returned to the SHIELD Tri-Blade Wing headquarters on the Potomac River.
After the helicopter was parked, Rogers descended from the inside and reached the elevator to the top Security Council.
Realizing that there might be an accident when Rogers fully armed himself, even Zhenjin Shield was behind him.
On the way, he saw his neighbor Sharon again, the agent who had been hiding near him ~ EbookFREE.me ~, but realized that Rogers, who was deceiving himself, did not say hello to Sharon and went directly to the office And walked in.
In the office, Alexander Pierce, who was drinking coffee, saw Rogers come in, immediately dropped the coffee, and stood up to welcome him:
"Hello, Rogers, I'm Alexander Pierce."
"I'm honored to think of you, sir." Rogers shook hands with the other party. Before he came, he had a brief understanding of the other party's information and knew that the person in front of him was the current president of the Security Council.
"I should be honored." Pierce looked very kind. "My father was from the 101st Airborne Force, your idol!"
"Really?" Rogers was a little more cautious. The 101st Airborne Force was a special unit of the US military and performed very special tasks. He had led that unit and wiped out many powerful enemies.
If you look closely, this SHIELD's supreme power in the World Security Council is indeed very similar to a soldier who performed the mission together that year!