Nick Fury believed he hadn't done anything wrong.
If he hadn't intervened to stop the SHIELD fighter from taking off, if he hadn't notified Tony Stark, a nuclear bomb would have exploded over New York City.
What would New York City have become if that nuclear bomb had exploded?
A ruined city?
A ghost town?
But the Security Council didn't care about that.
It was the same old story.
I gave the order, but you didn't obey, even leading the way in violating it.
Even if the final result was good, violating the order was still real.
So, in the Security Council's view, merely freezing Nick Fury's operational authority, without expelling him, was already a great mercy.
But Nick Fury didn't see it that way.
He had been trying to find a way to unfreeze his operational authority.
Now he saw an opportunity.
Hulk was a member of SHIELD's Avengers; Hawke's brazen killing of Hulk was tantamount to slapping SHIELD in the face, and slapping SHIELD in the face was tantamount to slapping the Security Council's backside.
While the Security Council may not necessarily intervene in this matter at present,this is only because the situation hasn't escalated.
If it did, would the Security Council support Commander Maria Hill, who advocates for peaceful engagement, or someone who insists on strict supervision?
The answer is obvious.
As for who should escalate the situation, knowing that Hawke is likely the mysterious figure who caused the chaos at Quantico military base, he already has an excellent candidate in mind:
Thaddeus Ross.
This is a ruthless man, and one with extremely powerful backing.
An ordinary general, after being ravaged by Hulk and Abomination in New York City, would certainly be sidelined, even if he survived.
But General Ross?
While not entirely unaffected, he would certainly be promoted.
Here's a joke:
Most local supporters support the Democrats, while most Middle Eastern supporters support the Republicans.
General Ross is an absolute hawk within the Republican Party.
His stance is to resolve issues through military means.
As the saying goes, "
Gentlemen, I love war!"
These words were practically tailor-made for General Ross, which is why others dared not escalate the situation, but General Ross did.
Soon, the call connected.
"Fury, I'm now..."
"The culprit who attacked your military base, interested in making a deal?"
"..."
General Ross, who was at home on high alert, preventing his daughter from sneaking out, was taken aback by Nick Fury's words on the phone, then his expression turned serious.
"You've found out who the killer is?"
"Yes, are you interested?"
"...Conditions."
General Ross didn't immediately agree to Nick Fury's demands.
Nick Fury sat back down, his one eye gleaming with a smug, almost foolish, wisdom: "My clearance has been frozen."
General Ross chuckled.
He knew this, of course, but wasn't surprised.
If this were one of his subordinates, Nick Fury, who resisted orders after they were given, would have been executed long ago.
So...
"Sorry..."
"Breaking news, he killed Hulk."
"...Wait."
General Ross, who was just about to mock that this bargaining chip wasn't enough, froze upon hearing this.
His smile vanished.
"What?"
"Did you hear what I said? Hulk is dead. He killed Hulk."
"..."
Nick Fury listened to the breathing on the other end of the phone.
Although General Ross didn't speak, he knew General Ross had taken the bait, so he simply said, "Help me unfreeze my operational privileges, and I'll tell you the killer's identity.
We'll work together, and after a successful capture, he can be under our joint supervision, just like Abomination. How about it?"
General Ross wasn't enough for him to regain operational privileges.
But his supporters could, and for them, it might be just a matter of a word.
And he wouldn't lose out.
Joint supervision; after a successful capture, General Ross could conduct research, and S.H.I.E.L.D. could also conduct research.
Nick Fury thought to himself.
General Ross's mind raced after hearing Nick Fury's offer.
Absorb gamma rays.
Kill Hulk.
If the news was true, it could only mean one thing.
The perpetrator who attacked the military base was more powerful than the Hulk, and even more controllable of his own power, unlike Bruce Banner when he transformed into the Hulk, who was completely irrational.
And if they captured him and conducted research on him…
General
Ross became increasingly excited, but the more excited he became, the more he suppressed his inner turmoil.
"Name."
"No, no, no."
Nick Fury laughed heartily: "That's not how the deal works. Unfreeze my operational privileges, then we can operate together."
General Ross scoffed.
"Does Maria Hill know about this?"
"Yes."
"Then why don't I cooperate with Maria Hill?"
"Because you won't."
Nick Fury wasn't worried about General Ross's idea at all: "You and Maria Hill aren't on the same page, and neither am I."
General Ross fell silent.
After a while.
"I need to think about it."
"Go ahead, but it's best to do it quickly. We don't have much time left, once Maria Hill makes contact…"
"Give me thirty minutes."
After saying this, General Ross hung up the phone, closed his eyes, and entered a state of rapid thought.
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After hearing the busy tone on the phone, Nick Fury chuckled and hung up.
Ross would agree.
He wasn't worried at all.
However he couldn't put all his eggs in one basket.
Nick Fury's one eye once again gleamed with a strange, seemingly foolish wisdom as he rapidly racked his brains.
Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, he turned on his computer and accessed Gwen Stacy's file.
His gaze fell upon her.
Looking at Gwen Stacy's photo on the screen, the gleam in his one eye grew increasingly eerie and reckless.
Meanwhile,Gwen, supporting Hawke, returned to her apartment in Bridge Park, Queens.
Thump!
After placing the weakened Hawke on the sofa, Gwen straightened her back, bared her teeth, and pounded her lower back with her small fists.
Hawke, sitting back on the sofa, watched this and couldn't help but chuckle.
Gwen, who was straightening her back to relieve her aches and pains, paused when she heard a surprisingly loud laugh behind her.
Oh no.
Hawke, seeing this, felt a jolt of fear.
Sure enough.
Gwen, who had her back to Hawke, slowly turned around, her gaze suspiciously falling on Hawke, who looked weak but whose face had regained a slight flush.
Gwen's eyes now held a strange and dangerous glint: "Hawk?"
Hawke coughed, his voice weak again: "Cough...cough cough, what's wrong?"
Gwen raised an eyebrow.
Her voice suddenly rose a few octaves!
"Hawk!"
It was only because Hawke was simply Hawke, without a surname, that he was speaking by his full name.
Gwen's pretty face was very serious.
"You're already better, you're just faking it!"
"I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense."
Hawke instinctively denied and shook his head, a triple denial.
But the voice that retorted was full of energy.
Gwen laughed.
A forced, insincere laugh.
The next second.
Gwen turned and walked towards the door.
Without hesitation.
Shit! This is too much.
Hawk, who was leaning back on the sofa, saw this and thought to himself.
His figure instantly disappeared from the sofa and appeared at the door in the blink of an eye, blocking the apartment door behind him.
Gwen was stunned at first, then looked at Hawk blocking her way.
"Get out of the way!"
"No." Hawk, who might not have high emotional intelligence, but whose low emotional intelligence was still on point, quickly shook his head.
What a joke.
If he didn't let her pass now, he could still coax her back after a while.
But if he let her pass now, it would take an immeasurable amount of time to coax her back.
Gwen's pretty face was now covered with frost.
"Is it fun to lie to me, Hawk?"
"No, I'm sorry, I was wrong."
Hawk readily admitted his mistake and then said, "But I really didn't lie to you. I was indeed very weak when I came back."
This was the truth. "
To be honest," Hawke said, turning to Gwen.
"I slept in the car and recovered a bit. I was going to tell you, but I saw how worried you were about me, even helping me upstairs. I was so happy, so" Gwen's icy expression softened as she listened to Hawke's explanation, glancing at him.
"So what?"
"I didn't want you to let me go,"
Hawke explained earnestly.
Gwen's icy expression completely vanished, turning slightly red.
Then, as if remembering something, she rolled her eyes at Hawke.
"Boring."
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lied to you."
"Are you still weak?"
"No..."
"Hmm?"
"Weak? Weak!"
Hawke stared at Gwen's face, arriving at the correct answer.
He nodded, his voice growing weak again.
Seeing this, Gwen almost laughed, but kept a straight face, looked at the weak Hawk in front of her, rolled her eyes again, and stepped forward to support Hawk, who seemed about to collapse at any moment.
"If you're weak, just lie down. Come on, I'll help you to bed."
"Okay."
"Be careful, take off your shoes."
"Gwen."
"Okay."
"Can you lie down with me for a while?"
"What?"
"Just for a while, you know I'm very weak right now."
"Just for a while?"
"Yeah."
"Okay."
"Wait, what are you doing..."
"Ah!"
"..."
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