The storm that had been brewing for a long time seemed to finally be on the verge of breaking out. The friction between SHIELD and Hydra began to intensify. As for the Council, they simply can't tell who is Hydra and who is S.H.I.E.L.D. Or they don't want to tell the difference at all. Because this is the best time to get deeply involved in SHIELD. Wait until both sides lose. They can master everything easily. At least that's how these retards understand it.
Sitwell is a senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. Of course he is also a hidden Hydra member of S.H.I.E.L.D. Branchily, he was of Alexander Pierce's line. Considered one of Pierce's confidants.
Two hours ago, Sitwell received an extremely painful task. Kill Phil Colson. Sitwell is an old agent. Entered SHIELD around the same time as Coulson. As of now, he is a level six agent, one level shorter than Coulson. However, the two have a very good personal relationship and often drink and watch football together.
Sometimes, Sitwell even forgets that he is a Hydra. Because he has adapted to life in S.H.I.E.L.D. In a sense, he never even wanted this day to come. However, some things will not change according to his will. Pierce gave the order and all the deep divers started taking action.
Coulson returned to the Tri-Wing with a lot on his mind. As soon as he entered, he felt a special atmosphere. The entire tri-curved wing was very deserted and filled with a tense atmosphere. The next second, Coulson knew what was happening.
Counting the employees of Sanquyi, it is indeed a place where spies gather. Many people know that half of the people in this building are enemies. But they can still work normally and go to work. The mental pressure endured by this would cause most people to collapse long ago. But now, informed by some hidden channels. Everyone had a serious look on their faces.
Nick Fury wants to take back the initiative. Of course he didn't want to go on a killing spree. However, neither the Board of Directors nor the employees of SHIELD could accept this way of handling it. The best goal is to clean up the top leaders of Hydra. Then turn a blind eye to the agents below. The same goes for Hydra. They want to replace the top leaders of SHIELD and complete their ultimate infiltration. It's just that some things cannot be resolved through negotiation and voting. At least that's the conflict between Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D.
The building was deserted. There are just a few low-level agents walking around who don't know yet. Colson frowned and walked quickly to the top floor. Sitwell came towards him.
"Hi, Coulson."
"Hi, Sitwell, long time no see. You seem to be very busy recently?"
"You know, Minister Pierce gave me a top-secret mission, and I've been busy." Sitwell said without changing his expression.
"That's good. When you finish the task, let's have a drink together. I know a newly opened bar, and their cocktails are really great." Colson also said hello skillfully, as if between them Still like old friends.
Sitwell's fingers trembled slightly. In his cuff, there is a pocket secret agent pistol. As long as his finger activates a small mechanism on his sleeve, the pistol will slip into his hand.
"You seem to be very busy lately? What new plans does Director Fury have?"
"You know, if I told you. I'd have to kill you."
"Haha, it's better that I don't know. I only know that your marksmanship is good. We can compare it when we have time. To be honest, I feel that these field skills have been a little bit behind recently."
"What a coincidence, I feel the same way. Considering the current situation, I think it's better not to pull it down." Colson's hand rolled up the document bag in his hand aimlessly. The entire document bag had been rolled up into a wrist-thick cylinder. Sitwell's eyes wrinkled slightly. His fingers pressed on his sleeves.
The two sides seemed to have suddenly stopped talking, and just stood in the corridor looking at each other quietly. After a few seconds, Coulson spoke.
"Let's talk some other time. I'm going to report on the mission, Sitwell."
"Of course, me too. See you at the bar."
The two of them passed each other, and at that moment, they could even feel the heartbeat of the other person's body accelerating. And deliberately adjusted breathing. The muscles of both sides were tense instantly, as if they would strike boldly in the next second. However, unexpectedly, the two people just passed each other in the end.
Coulson couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. The situation deteriorated faster than he imagined. He was sure Sitwell had a pistol hidden in his cuff. At that moment, if both sides took action, without weapons, he was only 30% sure. But for some unknown reason, the other party did not choose to take action in the end.
At this time, Sitwell also felt relieved. He didn't know what decision he had just made. Out of that fragile and delicate friendship. I still haven't been out in the field for a long time, and I don't have confidence in my own skills. Or both. In short, he did not take action.
Both sides have their own concerns and distance themselves from each other. However, a dramatic scene happened at this moment. A gunshot rang out from the building. And the next second Coulson knew he was in big trouble. He knew Sitwell very well, and the situation just now was the limit of what he could endure.
Sure enough, the gunfire obviously stimulated Sitwell, who was nervous. He subconsciously threw out the pistol. At this moment, Coulson could no longer be humble. The file rolled up in his hand was thrown out suddenly, turned around, and hit Sitwell directly in the face. This seemingly amiable good old man used a roll of paper files to make three consecutive attacks in an instant.
Sitwell, who was hit hard on the head, was stunned for a moment. He really hasn't been out in the field for a long time. His skills have deteriorated severely. But Alexander Pierce was an extremely cold and cruel man. He knew that he had a good relationship with Colson, so he deliberately sent him to kill Colson. Cut off Fury's arm. This kind of mission not only stimulates the ferocity of Hydra's top brass, but also tests Sitwell.
Coulson locked Sitwell's gun-holding right hand. With a twist, he forcibly threw away his pistol. At this time, gunfire erupted throughout the Sanquyi Building. The melee started suddenly.
In this war, is SHIELD just? I can only say that it is. Nick Fury represents the interests of the majority of people. However, the damage caused during the war cannot be dumped on any single force. Especially those low-level agents who don't know anything about it. They instantly became the first victims of this war.
A young girl at the front desk was chatting with the man she liked. The little girl who had just entered here not long ago was still harboring thoughts of a beautiful encounter tonight. But the next second, the handsome man in front of him suddenly changed his face. In her stunned eyes, she was shot in the head.
The same scene happened in various corners of the tri-curved wing. Countless friends and teams who were originally harmonious suddenly turned against each other. Suddenly everyone around him became an enemy. In fact, most people have no idea whether they are killing Hydra or S.H.I.E.L.D. After all, only the top leaders of both parties really know the rough split list. They just pulled out their pistols and shot everyone who was a threat in front of them.
