I became a weirdo in Marvel

Pierce stood in his spacious office, overlooking the bright lights of the city through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

His eyes were cold and deep, as if everything was under control.

The night outside the window shrouds this bustling city, but beneath this glamorous appearance, undercurrents are surging and dangers are lurking everywhere.

Originally, Pierce didn't need to launch his plan so urgently.

He knows that timing is crucial to success.

However, the appearance of Banner made him feel an unprecedented sense of crisis.

If Banner, a man with such powerful strength, is really controlled by Fury, it would undoubtedly be extremely unfavorable news for Hydra.

Pierce's thoughts went back to a few days ago, that was a gloomy afternoon, when he received urgent intelligence from his men.

Banner was seriously injured in the battle with Godzilla. The news shocked him, but soon a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Banner's injury means that he is temporarily unable to exert his full strength, which is a perfect opportunity.

He knew that he had to act quickly, so he deliberately sent a stupid guy to provoke Jin Bing.

Kingpin, a cruel and ambitious super villain, is exactly who he needs.

Pierce knew that Kingpin would not tolerate any provocation and would not hesitate to initiate his mission.

Sure enough, things developed exactly as Pierce had expected. Kingpin led his men and marched towards Osborne Building in a mighty force.

It was a battle that was destined to be brutal. In order to protect himself, Norman Osborn would definitely ask for help from SHIELD.

Fury has always wanted to win over the power of the Patriot Alliance and will not miss this opportunity.

As a result, the forces that Fury can mobilize will be greatly reduced.

Pierce stood in front of the window, thinking about it all, feeling proud and satisfied. He seemed to see Fury's anxious look, and the chaos and helplessness within S.H.I.E.L.D.

And he, Pierce, will be the one in control of it all.

He turned around, walked to the desk, picked up a glass of red wine and shook it gently.

The red liquid ripples in the cup, as if it is the wine of victory in his heart.

He took a deep breath and seemed to have smelled the scent of success.

However, he was not completely relaxed.

Although Banner is injured, he is still a threat that cannot be ignored.

If Banner can be captured successfully, it will be the most powerful support for Hydra.

There was a gleam of ruthlessness in Pierce's eyes. He knew that he had to win this battle.

"Fury, it's useless even if you hide in SHIELD. Because, that's my SHIELD!" Pierce whispered to himself, as if declaring his victory to the air.

S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters.

In the office, Fury stood in front of the window. The night outside the window was like a deep black curtain, shrouding the entire city in a mysterious silence.

The lights on the street were dim and sparse, as if struggling to survive in the darkness.

Fury's mood was as heavy as the night, as if a dark cloud was hanging over his heart, lingering.

His face was solemn, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes revealed a hint of uneasiness and worry.

As the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., his intuition has always been sharp. At this moment, he felt that some danger was approaching quietly, like a ferocious beast lurking in the dark, which could pounce at any time.

"Faced with such a big bait, I wonder who will come and eat it first?" Fury whispered to himself, his voice low and hoarse, as if he was talking to himself.

He looked out the window dimly, as if he wanted to penetrate the thick darkness and see the truth hidden in it: "I hope it's not what I think."

Just then, the phone in the office suddenly rang, interrupting his thoughts.

Fury frowned slightly, turned and walked to the desk and picked up the microphone.

"Hello, I'm Fury." His voice was calm and firm, like an immovable fortress.

There was an urgent voice on the other end of the phone, and Fury's expression suddenly changed: "What did you say?"

His brows furrowed even tighter, and a hint of doubt and uneasiness flashed in his eyes: "Carter invited me to her place?"

Peggy Carter, the name came to Fury's mind.

As Captain America's girlfriend, her identity and status are extraordinary.

Fury knew that Peggy Carter would never summon him easily unless it was something important.

However, this invitation made him feel a little uneasy.

"What role does she play in this?" Fury thought to himself. Peggy Carter has always been calm and rational and would not make rash decisions.

But this time the summons left him somewhat confused.

Fury hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to go there in person.

As the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., he must personally confirm every detail and cannot make any mistakes.

"Whether Peggy Carter has any problems or not, I will go there in person." Fury made up his mind silently, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

He held the microphone tightly and said calmly, "Okay, you make the arrangements, I'll leave soon."

After hanging up the phone, Fury stood in the middle of the office, thinking for a moment.

"Maybe, this is just to get me out of S.H.I.E.L.D."

Fury sneered, a hint of vigilance flashing in his eyes: "Humph, let's see who has more cards this time!"

He quickly sorted out his equipment, made sure everything was correct, and left the office.

After a while, three black cars left S.H.I.E.L.D. and drove to Peggy Carter's residence.

"Everyone, please note that Nick Fury has left the SHIELD headquarters. I repeat, Nick Fury has left the SHIELD headquarters."

As soon as the black SUV that Fury was riding in drove away from the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building, the command center on the other side quickly received the news.

The atmosphere in the command center was tense and solemn. The large screen on the wall displayed the real-time location of Fury's convoy.

In front of the screen, the commander frowned, his eyes sharp.

"There are three vehicles and fourteen people in total. We are expected to arrive at the ambush site in ten minutes. Everyone please be prepared!" The commander's voice was low and powerful, as if injecting a shot of adrenaline into everyone.

The convoy was driving on the road that must be taken to reach Peggy Carter's residence. The trees on both sides of the road swayed in the wind, and the sunlight cast mottled shadows through the leaves.

Fury sat in the car with a determined look in his eyes, his mind racing with thoughts about his next plan.

As the director of SHIELD, he knows that every step is of great importance and cannot be missed.

Suddenly, two large trucks appeared on the road ahead of the convoy. They drove out from the fork in the road and surrounded the three SHIELD vehicles together with the large trucks that were already in front of them. The huge trucks were like steel monsters, making a low roar, as if announcing an impending storm.

The agents in the car immediately became alert, and as they were well-trained, they instantly realized that something was wrong.

Before Fury could say anything, the agents rolled down their windows, drew their pistols, and fired rapidly at the truck's tires.

The sound of gunfire echoed on the empty road, and the bullets flew through the air and hit the target.

However, the truck drivers were well prepared. They turned the steering wheel and quickly jumped out of the car, leaving the empty trucks rushing forward like a wild horse.

The huge truck lost control and crashed into Fury's convoy due to inertia.

The agents in the convoy responded quickly, and the driver turned the steering wheel urgently, trying to avoid the oncoming steel behemoth.

Fury's SUV made a sharp turn and narrowly avoided the oncoming truck.

However, the two cars following closely behind were not so lucky. The huge impact caused the car bodies to shake violently, and the agents inside the cars were thrown all over the place.

One of the cars was unlucky and was crushed by the overturned truck, exploding into a ball of fire.

At the same time, the enemies lying in ambush on both sides of the road also began to move.

They emerged from hiding, armed with automatic rifles, and fired heavily at Fury's convoy.

Bullets poured down like raindrops, hitting the car body with a "ding-dang-dang" sound.

The surviving agents in the car responded quickly, using the car doors as cover and launching a counterattack.

Fury calmly observed the situation around him and quickly determined the location and number of the enemy.

"Everyone, cover me!" Fury gave a decisive order, and the agents immediately took action, forming a defensive circle to protect Fury in the center.

Fury quickly opened the car door, crouched down and rushed to a large rock on the side of the road, using the rock as a cover and continuing to command the battle.

The enemy's firepower was fierce, but Fury and his agents did not show weakness. They used the surrounding terrain and cover to flexibly counterattack.

The sound of gunfire and explosions intertwined, and the battle entered a white-hot stage. Fury's eyes were firm, and he kept firing the pistol in his hand, and every bullet hit the target accurately.

At this moment, several black motorcycles came speeding from a distance. The riders were wearing black leather jackets and black helmets, looking mysterious and dangerous.

The motorcycle quickly approached Fury's convoy, and the rider pulled a pistol from his waist and fired in Fury's direction.

Fury reacted quickly, rolling to avoid the bullet, which grazed his shoulder, causing a burning pain.

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and quickly stood up to fight back. He locked his eyes on the motorcyclist, quickly aimed the pistol in his hand, and fired several bullets in succession.

The motorcyclist reacted quickly, dodging the bullets while starting the motorcycle and accelerating towards Fury.

Just as the motorcycle was about to hit Fury, there was a loud bang and the motorcycle was hit by a rocket and exploded instantly.

Fury was knocked to the ground by the shock wave, his ears were buzzing and his vision was blurred.

He struggled to open his eyes and saw an armored vehicle approaching from a distance with the SHIELD logo printed on its body.

"Director, we are here!" The agents on the armored vehicles quickly got off and joined the battle. They were armed with heavy weapons and opened fire at full force to suppress the enemy.

However, before Fury could smile, several agents who came to reinforce him pulled the trigger on their teammates and easily killed them.

"I'm sorry, Chief."

He was originally an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., but he pointed his gun at Fury.

In the support team, someone suddenly turned the gun around and pointed it at his former comrade without warning.

Fury's eyes widened, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

In a matter of seconds, SHIELD agents fell one after another, and the ground was stained with blood. Every gunshot was like a heavy hammer hitting Fury's heart.

"Sure enough, SHIELD has been infiltrated long ago!"

Fury was filled with confusion and anger.

He knew that this was not a simple rebellion but a carefully planned conspiracy.

The enemy had been lurking among them, waiting for this moment.

Just as the enemy surrounded Fury, a roar was heard from the sky, shocking everyone like the roar of God.

Fury looked up and saw a Quinjet slowly appearing as it penetrated the clouds like a ghost.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension on his face eased a little.

"Fortunately I arrived on time." He murmured to himself, feeling a lot more relaxed.

Seeing the Quinjet suddenly appear, the enemy commander's face suddenly changed. He stared at the Quinjet, his voice full of disbelief and fear: "This, this is impossible. Clearly, all the Quinjet in the headquarters have been controlled by us!"

The enemies all looked up and saw the Quinjet circling in the sky, their hearts filled with confusion and uneasiness.

Before they could react, the Quinjet in the air had already opened its machine gun turrets, aimed at the enemy below, and launched a fierce attack.

The artillery fire poured down like a meteor shower. The explosions were continuous and deafening, and each explosion seemed to announce the end of the enemy.

The enemy was caught off guard and fled in all directions.

There were flames and smoke on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and dust.

In the cockpit of the Quinjet, Agent May operated the instruments calmly, her eyes as cold as ice.

She knew that time was running out and every second could determine Fury's life or death. She adjusted the angle of the fighter plane as quickly as possible to ensure that every shell would hit the target accurately. Her hands danced quickly on the console, and every movement was full of determination and strength.

Although Hydra took control of the Quinjet parked in the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, it forgot that there was another Quinjet in Wakanda.

In fact, Agent May had already completed her mission, but she just followed Fury's instructions and hid secretly.

After receiving the notification from Fury, she drove the Quinjet back in time and became the chess piece that turned the tide.

"Mei, well done." Fury took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, poked his head out from behind the ruins, and quickly assessed the situation on the battlefield.

Although the artillery fire temporarily suppressed the enemy, he knew that the enemy would not give up easily and they would soon reorganize and launch a more fierce attack.

Just then, Agent May's voice came through Fury's communicator.

"Chief, we have to evacuate quickly. It's not safe here."

Fury nodded and quickly scanned the surroundings, looking for the best evacuation route.

"May, cover me." Fury whispered, then quickly rushed out from behind the ruins and ran towards an alley.

Agent Mei followed closely behind in a Quinjet, constantly suppressing the enemy's counterattack with artillery fire.

Despite this, there were still a few figures chasing after Fury in the hail of bullets, and their running speed was far beyond that of ordinary people.

When Agent Mei saw them, her pupils shrank slightly: "Did they also get injected with superhuman serum?" (End of this chapter)