The white agent is an agent developed by Nick Fury himself, a master of hypnosis that does not exist in the S.H.I.E.L.D. system.

Nick Fury is well versed in the ways of cunning rabbits, and he has dozens of safe houses around the world that do not exist in SHIELD records.

There are hundreds of intelligence officers who directly take orders from him, as well as peripheral agents.

These people are independent of SHIELD's system,

Even the funds for the activities were bypassed by S.H.I.E.L.D. and distributed from Nick Fury’s personal treasury.

After knowing that SHIELD was not safe inside, he urgently activated this group of people who were directly under him.

"Strategic Homeland Defense Attack and Logistics Support Agency" Brock Rumlow murmured in his mouth. As he read the name, a look of struggle appeared on his face.

"Sir, we recently have a list of our own people in the Bureau of Statistics and need your cooperation——"

………

"Jingle bell"

Hawkeye Barton took out his phone, looked at the interrogating agent, got up and walked to another room.

"Hey, Director! OK, I understand!"

Barton answered the phone, listened to Nick Fury's orders on the phone, and hung up the phone.

"Stop the interrogation temporarily and evacuate here urgently..."

Barton walked out of the room and gave an order.

The eight agents, including Brock Rumlow, quickly disappeared into the forest after leaving the safe house in the villa.

………

Fifteen minutes later, the Quinjet landed vertically on the tarmac of a safe house in the Rocky Mountains.

Phil Coulson stepped off the Quinjet and did not enter the villa immediately. Instead, he turned around and walked outside the villa and worked for a while under a few trees in front of the villa.

Then he returned to the villa, walked to the door of the villa, and looked at the villa room with the curtains drawn.

Phil Colson didn't hesitate, opened the door and walked in, then closed the door again.

Three minutes after Phil Coulson walked into the villa safe house,

High above the Rocky Mountains, two Quinjet fighters appeared in the sky and disappeared among the clouds.

"Sir, the target safe house has been locked! Do you want to break in by force?"

On a Quinjet, the pilot wearing a black and white eagle S.H.I.E.L.D. badge on his chest opened an encrypted communication channel.

At the headquarters of the World Security Council, Alexander Pierce stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window holding a mobile phone.

Looking at the figure reflected on the floor-to-ceiling windows, he hesitated.

Alexander Pierce isn't sure it's Brock Rumlow in the safe house!

But even if the chance was only one in ten thousand, he couldn't take the risk.

"Brock! Long live Hydra!"

Alexander Pierce read to the reflection in the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Then he gave the order without hesitation.

"Destroy that safe house!"

Boom boom boom boom boom...

The pilots of the two Quinjet fighters pressed the fire strike button on the Quinjet fighters at the same time.

Rocket nests, dense rockets aimed directly at the villa safe house below to clear the ground with fire.

The entire villa was instantly engulfed in flames.

Two rounds of rockets washed the ground, and two Quinjet fighter jets launched two more missiles at the same time, completely razing the villa to the ground before slowly landing.

Two Quinjets were suspended at low altitude, the cabin door was opened, and two rappelling ropes were lowered.

Several heavily armed agents with S.H.I.E.L.D. badges on their chests quickly slid to the ground along the ropes.

After everyone was assembled, these armed special agents formed a group of three and cautiously formed a battle formation, searching for the ruins of the villa.

Behind them, among the branches and leaves of several big trees, and in the tree holes, several miniature cameras were rotating.

Photographing their faces and recording the appearance numbers of the two Quinjets.

…………

(Something is not right, I am going to fall out loud and cry to death)
Chapter completed!