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Nick Fury stared at the plan on the table, looking dazed for a few seconds, a smile he couldn't control spreading across his face.
He picked up the Avengers dossier, tossed it into the nearby trash can, and then pulled out a new file.
The new file was more than twice as thick as the old one.
It was titled: Super Avengers Project.
Previously, due to insufficient funds and limited authority, he could barely gather five or six members.
Now, with everything going his way, he naturally had to seize this opportunity to go big.
Original tentative members: Captain America, Iron Man, Hulk, Hawkeye, Black Widow (deleted)... New selected members:
Superman, Captain America, Iron Man, Batman, Hulk, Hawkeye, Spider-Man, Fantastic Four, Ghost Rider, Deadpool, Green Lantern, Wonder Woman, Aquaman, Quicksilver, Green Arrow, and so on...
"Heh heh."
Nick Fury looked at the names in the directory, his eyes revealing confidence.
With such a collection of super-powered individuals, what alien could stop them?
Even against that super organization called MIB, they might not be without a fighting chance.
Recalling the data stolen from Jarvis's database... Nick Fury's eyes hardened.
No, it's not enough; what Jarvis recorded is probably just the tip of the MIB iceberg.
To swallow this behemoth, there's still a difficult road ahead.
Moreover, when dealing with enemies of this caliber, there can be no hesitation; once the war begins, it must be a decisive victory, allowing no chance for a comeback.
He knew better than anyone that even a small hidden danger left by such an organization could lead to unimaginable perils.
Because the 'Avengers' plan originated precisely this way.
When Earth falls, the heroes can abandon salvation and seek revenge on the enemy without any reservations.
The name 'Avengers' is meant to have this deterrent effect.
Buzz—!
As Nick Fury was fantasizing about how to deal with MIB, the automatic door of his office opened, and a portly middle-aged Black woman walked in.
Her name was Amanda Waller, the former U.S. official's plenipotentiary for superhumans.
Amanda Waller also had a special identity.
She organized powerful supervillains to do the dirty work that the U.S. official couldn't openly handle.
As a result, she held extremely high prestige and trust among the U.S. official's high-ranking officials.
Now, the threat posed by superhumans is far less than an alien invasion, so... she was immediately transferred to serve as Deputy Director of Super S.H.I.E.L.D.
In terms of authority, she was one level below Nick Fury.
But she had autonomous operational power that surpassed the Director's.
Nick Fury looked up at this so-called Deputy Director.
Although both were Black, he wasn't fond of this old woman.
"I've found that you're hiding something from me, Director," Amanda Waller said expressionlessly, walking up to Nick Fury and seating herself without invitation.
Nick Fury wasn't having any of it; his gaze met hers forcefully. "Deputy Director, mind your place. That's not a question within your authority."
Two Black heads stared at each other for a moment.
"Understood." Amanda Waller didn't want to waste time at this moment. She took out a file folder, pushed it in front of Nick Fury.
"This is the proposal for the Suicide Squad I'm forming. Sign it, and I'll proceed."
Suicide Squad?
Nick Fury frowned, reluctantly opened the file folder, and began to read its contents.
After only a few glances, he immediately flipped to the last page, took out his pen, signed his name, and pushed it back to Amanda Waller.
Alas, if conditions weren't so restrictive, he truly wanted to curse those bitches in U.S. high command.
Earth was on the brink, and they were still concerned with those petty dirty deeds.
What they had done before wasn't enough; now they came here to create a Suicide Squad specifically for dirty work.
Damn it!
"Thank you for your cooperation." Amanda Waller picked up the file folder, turned, and left, like an emotionless machine, maintaining a condescending attitude throughout.
Halfway out, she suddenly stopped and said, "Oh, by the way, Director, I must remind you of one thing."
"Sitting in that position means you bear corresponding responsibilities. If you do anything disloyal to the country, if you betray the country's trust, I will not hesitate to eliminate you and take your place."
Clap... clap... clap... Nick Fury smiled and applauded. "An extreme patriot, your determination is commendable.
"Come on, Deputy Director Amanda Waller, you are now qualified to know some things beyond your authority."
...Gotham City, Batcave.
Bruce Wayne, having shed his Batman suit, furiously typed on the keyboard, the screen displaying a brand-new Batman battle suit.
At noon, he had received some basic information about MIB from Catwoman, and in the afternoon, news of aliens on Earth exploded.
Being sensitive, his first thought was that these events were inextricably linked to MIB.
Unfortunately, the official channels also had no information.
Just as Bruce Wayne was at a loss, Catwoman sent him another message.
She emphatically stated that MIB was a predominantly human, evil-yet-righteous organization dedicated to protecting Earthling civilization.
The alliance between human civilization and Cybertron, Iron Man was just a front; the real mastermind behind it was MIB.
Finally, after explaining that Superman also had a connection with the MIB leader, she decisively cut ties with Batman.
The final bill: fifty million in commission, twenty million for the two messages, and the remaining thirty million donated to a children's orphanage in Batman's name.
To this, Batman only responded with one sentence.
"I am the Shadow in the darkness; don't think you can shake me off."
Bruce Wayne entered the last string of code and picked up a lead box nearby.
He opened the box, and a luminous emerald green light emanated from within.
His bloodshot eyes grew even more violent.
The alien invasion is related to MIB, Superman is related to the MIB leader, and Superman is also an alien...
"So, you're also involved in this alien disaster, Superman?"
"This World has never needed you. I will personally kill you to prove humanity's bravery." Bruce Wayne picked up the Kryptonite, clutching it tightly in his hand.
Why was Batman still thinking about killing Superman, attacking his teammate, at this moment? Was he sick?
Yes, he was sick, suffering from severe anxiety.
The news of widespread alien invasion shattered his fragile mental defenses, weakened by anxiety.
He could only think of one thing: he must do something for humanity... he must do something for humanity... kill Superman, to prove humanity's bravery and strength!
...Inside the Villa.
Lin Luo was sipping a half-finished glass of red wine when Polaris Lorna pulled Blink Clarice Ferguson downstairs.
Blink hid behind Lorna, her face flushed crimson.
Lin Luo looked up the stairs and quipped, "Little Lorna, don't tell me that's the white stockings you bought."
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