Marvel Salted Fish Kryptonian

What Nick Fury didn't know was that pure-blooded Kree people did have blue skin and blue blood, but in order to reproduce, the Kree had bred with other genetically compatible humanoid races, thus giving birth to pink-skinned Kree people.

The pink-skinned Kree still have blue blood and a special structure in their DNA, an involuntary evolutionary lock. These two characteristics allow them to be included in the main ethnic group of the Kree.

This is also the reason why Fuss never doubted whether she was a Kree on Hala Star. Because many Kree, including her commander Yon-Rogg, have similar pink skin.

In comparison, pure-blooded blue-skinned Cree are relatively rare today, accounting for less than 10% of the majority ethnic group.

Chapter 351 A Meal in the Midst of Busyness

Barbara Morse sat on the hood of the car with an expressionless face, basking in the warm autumn sunshine, watching her guide and the woman who claimed to be an alien preparing to enter a secret air force base.

Anyway, the car was stolen and she was light enough not to dent the hood.

Barbara's wounds were still bleeding, but after being treated and bandaged, she didn't feel as uncomfortable as she had imagined. However, she was seriously considering whether to pretend to be weak and fall into the man's arms.

Unfortunately, the man who got out of the car did not stay by the car. He took Katie to find food.

According to Henry, when the time comes, Katie needs to eat. Otherwise, no one knows what a hungry tabby cat will choose to eat.

Henry had no time to prepare Katie's leash when he suddenly left the house. He simply gave her instructions, and the tabby cat followed her obediently.

Soon, Henry brought back a deer, a snake, several squirrels, and some twigs for firewood.

Seeing Henry bring back the prey so quickly, Barbara was dumbfounded and said, "Are you treating today as a picnic?"

"Why not? Food is the most important thing for people. If you don't eat and I don't eat, we can't ask Katie not to eat. What if it wants to eat you and me?"

The reason was so strong that Barbara couldn't refute it.

But how could such a thing happen? Katie would be worried about being used as emergency food by the Kryptonian bipeds. What should she do?

He removed two of the venison legs and gave the rest to Katie to chew. Henry cleaned the snake and squirrel's internal organs with his hands and feet, and then started a fire on the spot and roasted them together with the venison legs.

But the firewood was still a little insufficient, and the two of them were thirsty after running for half a day.

Earlier at Pancho's Bar, Henry had been left outside without even a beer, so he found a plastic bottle in the car that contained water that had gone rancid.

He sniffed it and poured it out. He said, "I saw a stream nearby. I'll go get some water and pick up some firewood."

"Okay." Barbara was injured after all, so she didn't insist on moving together.

Fortunately, the girl didn't want to follow, otherwise Henry would have a hard time explaining to her how a distance of several kilometers could be considered "nearby".

After a short walk, Henry brought back some large, dry firewood that would last longer, and a cleaned plastic bottle filled with cool stream water.

Actually, water from wild sources still needs to be boiled before drinking, and it's not suitable to be drunk raw. However, in a hurry, Henry and Barbara are not the kind of people who would get diarrhea if they drank raw water, unless it was water from the Ganges...

Handing over the plastic bottle, Henry said, "You must be thirsty. Drink it. I've already drunk some by the stream." Then he went to deal with the freshly roasted small animals and deer legs.

Barbara was familiar with the scene before her because she had once gone camping with Henry.

Including the tiger Katie, they almost put their entire heads into the deer's belly to eat the deer's heart and other delicious internal organs. When the tiger's head was pulled out, its face was covered in blood and looked very ferocious.

Barbara didn't feel any fear at all in this supposedly scary scene. She looked at the man grilling meat from behind and suddenly asked, "What kind of person is Charlize Theron?"

"Well, she's a smart girl who knows what she wants and what she's doing."

“Better than me?”

"Haha, some things aren't about choosing the best people, but the right people. And you both have different talents in different fields. She might not be as good at studying as you, but she works very hard and performs very well in acting."

Henry said as he picked at the charred squirrel. He removed the charred fur, revealing the perfectly roasted tender meat underneath, and handed it to the girl on the hood to see if he could stuff it into her mouth.

Barbara kept muttering to herself, but couldn't resist the aroma of the grilled meat in her hand, so she took a bite.

Henry was roasting a rattlesnake, one of the most abundant species in California. He used a Swiss Army knife to cut off the tail and head, skinned the snake, removed the entrails, and then wrapped it around a twig and roasted it.

This little guy was somewhere, disguising his rattle as the sound of flowing water to lure passing animals. He lured Katie over like this.

Unfortunately, the snake's pounce speed was not as fast as Katie's, whose reaction had been trained by BB. With one tiger claw, she swung the snake to Henry's feet.

The gallbladder, heart, and blood of a venomous snake are all valuable items, so Henry certainly wouldn't let them go easily. Since they were right at his feet, he naturally picked them up.

The snake's heart and gallbladder were dug out and swallowed on the spot, and even the snake's blood was sucked out several times. Henry then took the poor snake back to be processed.

Snakes and squirrels, these small creatures don't have much meat, so they cook faster than deer legs. However, snakes have many fine bones, so Henry grilled them a little more and chewed them with the bones.

As for the last venison leg, Henry was not sure if he would have the chance to eat it, because Barbara, who had just finished eating a squirrel, received a message from Nick Fury on her pager.

"Henry, Fury said he's under house arrest in the base. He needs backup. But he's already contacted his superiors, and Commander Kohler will be bringing a large team to support him. Fury wants us to meet up with Commander Kohler and enter the base together."

"Got it," Henry said, but he was wondering if 'Khler' was the name of the high-ranking SHIELD agent who was replaced by the Skrulls. So he asked, "Bobby, who is this Khler...?"

"Richard Keller, the head of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s Los Angeles office."

Well, girl, why don't you leak the personnel information of the organization to me, an irrelevant person, so easily?

Henry really wanted to complain, but he was also a little worried about the news. This person must be the high-ranking SHIELD agent who was replaced by the Skrulls.

Should I run away now? Should I give the people in the base a warning?

The second thought occurred to him, he dismissed it. Without any evidence, telling Nick Fury that the officer he called in for backup was flawed was like admitting he had a problem too.

Anyway, the name of Nick Fury was so friendly that Henry would not look down on him even if he seemed very friendly in his speech and behavior.

Because that kind of behavior could be a disguise. Someone who could become the king of spies would be someone whose mind is muddled and who can't see obvious suspicious points.

I was so careless. I didn't think of this when I agreed to go with you.

The main reason was that Fury had already issued the instructions, and as an outsider, she had no right to make suggestions. Barbara was just a subordinate, a rookie intern, so of course she couldn't offer any advice.

Henry was in a difficult position. He had no choice but to confront this man who might be replaced by a Skrull and wait and see what happened next.

Chapter 352: S.H.I.E.L.D. Support Team

The support from SHIELD is not like in the movies, where it arrives in just a few minutes.

After all, their location was still an hour or two's drive from Los Angeles. Even if they gathered and set out immediately after receiving the news from Nick Fury, and then drove all the way, the journey would still take an hour.

At this point in time, S.H.I.E.L.D. didn't have luxury vehicles like the Quinjet, so everyone had to fly to get around. Even the Quinjet's experimental Quadjet was still at this air base.

So Henry had time to roast the venison leg and eat most of it. Then he dug a pit far away and buried the rest, including what Katie had eaten. Then he put out the fire and restored the environment to its original state.

Henry didn't do it too professionally, just tidying it up briefly, leaving some inconspicuous traces. Don't do anything too outrageous when someone is watching.

After everything was dealt with, the belated support from SHIELD arrived.

If the two people in the base were asking for help at the critical moment of life and death, with the speed of support provided by SHIELD, the people inside would be exhausted.

Perhaps because SHIELD's vehicles were quite uniform, all black SUVs, rather than the colorful UN-style ones, Barbara spotted the SHIELD support team standing by the roadside and waved.

Henry blew a whistle and told Katie to wait in the back seat of the stolen old car instead of scare people outside. Then he stood next to Barbara.

However, the way these cars stopped was not friendly at all. They were vaguely flanking Barbara and Henry's escape route, rather than simply pulling over.

Because they weren't part of a military unit, they didn't have the custom of saluting like soldiers. Barbara simply greeted the first senior agent who got out of the car. He looked gentle, wore glasses, and had half-gray hair.

"Sir. I'm Trainee Agent Barbara Morse. Agent Fury wants me to wait here."

Unfortunately, Barbara's supposed show of loyalty only earned her the attention of people getting out of the car and aiming their guns at her. Most of them remained silent, but one person shouted, "Put your hands up! Don't move!"

"Sir, what's going on?" Barbara questioned in a panic.

Instead, Henry next to him cooperated by raising his hands, otherwise the muzzles of the guns of those people would have been pointed at his nose.

The senior SHIELD agent who led the charge adjusted his glasses and said, "Barbara, you are suspected of colluding with criminals and conspiring to escape. The evidence is right next to you.

"I'm going to cuff you now and keep you where you are. Once we rescue Nicholas, we'll take you away together. Come, cuff them both together."

Barbara had no choice but to raise her hands in surrender at gunpoint. She was handcuffed with her hands behind her back by the SHIELD agents, and handcuffed with Henry back to back.

The two were forced to sit down on the spot. Although this position was not so bad that they could not stand up, any movement they wanted to make would be restrained by the other person, making it difficult to move freely, let alone quickly.

The agent who gave the order pointed out two people. "You stay here to guard them. Anyone acting unusually can be shot on the spot. Everyone else, get in the car. We need to support the people at the base."

Everyone responded in twos and threes, "Yes, sir," and boarded the car simultaneously. Their voices might not have been uniform, but at least their movements were swift, without a trace of hesitation.

There were only two people holding guns, one in front and one behind guarding Barbara and Henry who were sitting on the ground.

After the car sped away, the few people left behind were left with a mouthful of dust. The most dissatisfied was, of course, Barbara. She spat at the dirt in her mouth and complained, "Fuck! Fuck! That idiot Fury, what the hell is this call for support!"

"Be quiet, trainee agent. If you have a good attitude, perhaps the superiors will give you a lighter sentence. You can't behave like this." The young agent facing Barbara, perhaps because he was more tolerant of beauties, advised.

"Fuck! I'm still an intern and I've messed up like this. Do you think I can continue to stay here?"

"Bang!" Suddenly, a gunshot rang out. The young agent, chatting awkwardly with Barbara, stared in disbelief at the freshly opened hole in his body. The blood flowed like a fountain, and even pressing on it with his hand wouldn't stop it. He eventually collapsed.

"No, you have no chance." The shooter was the agent standing on Henry's side.

He gestured with his gun, asking the two men sitting on the ground to stand up.

Barbara was stunned, but she didn't dare to get angry with the man with the gun. He had killed his own people, so why would he have any qualms about killing a silly girl like her?

Henry followed the crowd and stood up with Barbara, back to back. "What are you going to do now? Kill us?"

"No, you go." The agent who fired the gun waved the gun in his hand, as if he was chasing a puppy, asking Henry and Barbara to leave. However, he did not intend to remove the handcuffs of the two people, he just wanted to chase them away.

"Walt!" Henry and Barbara were not fools.

Even though Barbara, a trainee agent, is not calm now, she will achieve such great success in the future because of her quick reaction and sharp mind.

Neither of them needed to think too much to know the outcome of just walking away. It all came down to whoever survived the scene.

Now Henry was being hunted by S.H.I.E.L.D. for some inexplicable reason. If he really left under such circumstances, the inexplicable reason would become a crime with clear evidence.

So no matter what, Henry would never leave.

The same goes for Barbara. If she were framed for murder and escaped, even returning to school to do research with the professor would become a pipe dream for her.

She now deeply regretted joining this deceptive organization. She even dreamed of pulling a man she loved into the organization and living together in it.

What is this stupid brain thinking?!

Barbara, feeling so stupid that she wanted to scream, didn't notice that Henry behind her had already broken free from the handcuffs.

Henry, who didn't intend to act, moved his wrist while walking towards the SHIELD agent who had lost consciousness and fallen to the ground. Although his heart was still beating, he was likely to die from severe blood loss.

Seeing this, the agent holding the gun shouted anxiously: "What are you going to do?"

Although he was asking questions, he didn't intend to wait for an answer. He fired three shots, "Bang, bang, bang!" and all of them hit Henry. However, apart from tearing his clothes, he didn't hurt the man at all.

The agent who had fired the shot now realized something was wrong. He muttered, "Fuck Kryptonians!" and was about to turn his gun around to take out Barbara first.

But before he could even move, Henry had already pulled his service pistol from the fallen agent. He fired two shots into the body and one into the head, instantly knocking down the man who was trying to frame him.

The agent shot by Henry revealed his true form. With his bald head, green skin, and pointed ears, he was clearly not from Earth. Barbara, who was watching everything, was stunned.

Chapter 353 The Source of Trouble

The agent before him was indeed a Skrull in disguise. But the unexpected surprise was that Henry heard his curse before he knocked him down.

"Fuck Kryptonians!" It was said in Earth language, so Henry understood it. I wonder if Barbara noticed.

In other words, the cause of this whole thing was that his Kryptonian identity was discovered by the Skrulls, so they wanted to get rid of him.

This raises several questions for Henry: Is there a Kryptonian in this universe? What is the grudge between Kryptonian and the Skrulls?

Third, and what Henry was most curious about, was that the Skrulls didn't know the effect of yellow sunlight on Kryptonians? If they did, why would they use such a crude strategy to trap him?

Also, how much do the Skrulls know about Krypton and Kryptonians?

These questions can only be answered by the Skrulls, and perhaps the Kree who will also appear.

Anyway, both sides are forces at the level of interstellar empires. There is no reason why the Skrulls know about Krypton while the Kree know nothing about it.

"This... is the alien that Fury mentioned, the one that can change its appearance?" Barbara stared at the green-skinned Skrull who had lost his breath, unable to accept the fact before her.

Whether Henry killed someone or not was a trivial matter in comparison. How could killing an alien without an identity be a big deal?

...It seems that it is not wrong to say that it is a big deal.

Barbara, her mind in a state of confusion, watched as Henry wiped the gun from his hand, completely clean of fingerprints, and then placed it in the hands of the agent who had been shot down but still maintained his human form.

He pressed the grip and trigger, especially, to ensure fingerprints were left on them. Only then did he lay the gun flat next to the human agent.

"Henry...what are you doing?" asked Barbara, looking confused.

Henry, who had found the handcuff key from the fallen agent, then helped Barbara remove the handcuffs from behind. "They like to tell stories through pictures, so I help them create a story.

"Your agent spotted the aliens, so he shot them, and both fell to the ground. So we, who were under their watch, escaped during the chaos. That makes sense, right?

"The gun's trajectory can be tested. A scientific examination will make it clear who killed whom. This way, they won't frame us. If all the people in S.H.I.E.L.D. are like this,—"