Chapter 357

A few minutes later, the s.h.i.e.l.d. rescue helicopter roared into the sky, then made an emergency landing and stopped on the lawn of the seaside cabin.

A group of people came down from the helicopter, including s.h.i.e.l.d. agents with automatic rifles and medical staff in white coats.

A group of people carried their hands and pushed the stretcher bed, rushed to the door of the hut, raised their hands and knocked on the door rudely.

Dong Dong!

“captain！”

"We're from the s.h.i.e.l.d. in New York!"

"Open the door quickly!"

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Steve hid in the dead corner of the closed room, held up his shield and shouted, "just break through the door and come in!"

Hearing the speech, several agents retreated, and a strong man agent suddenly kicked the wooden door and all the hardware away.

“captain！”

"I'm here!"

Several agents immediately rushed over and stood guard around with rifles.

The special agent in charge of the New York s.h.i.e.l.d. walked over and saw Nick Frey's injury and blood loss. The whole person was like a thunderclap and his face was ugly and frightening.

His immediate superior and director of s.h.i.e.l.d. was ambushed and seriously injured by unidentified gunmen within his jurisdiction.

This is an extremely serious incident. He, the competent agent of the New York s.h.i.e.l.d., is to blame and should bear the main responsibility.

Dismissal is a small investigation. If it is not done well, it will be sentenced to a crime of dereliction of duty and imprisonment.

"Doctor! Come on! "

The agent in charge urged the doctor to speed up his action. Under high tension, even his voice was deformed.

The three doctors came up, put the stretcher on the ground, and then worked together to carry Nick Frey into the helicopter.

The agent in charge was frightened and asked, "Captain, where is the gunman? Can you see him clearly?"

Steve looked at him and recalled the shadow outside the window.

He pointed to the small window in the living room and said, "it's too dark to see clearly. I only saw a vague figure on the hillside in the distance. He was very strong, probably male. "

The agent in charge frowned and stared with a gloomy face.

If you want to be exempted from punishment, you can only hope that Nick Frey will not die, and then catch the shooter, but this information alone can't even measure and write the murderer.

However, he still ordered the agents present to go to the gunman's location to search for clues, and then sent all the agents of the New York branch of the Divine Shield to launch a large-scale search within five kilometers around Steve's seaside cabin.

After all this, the agent in charge ran to the helicopter, but turned around and found that Steve followed.

Because of Nick Frey's last words, Steve also had doubts about the people of s.h.i.e.l.d.

In order to prevent accidents on the way to the hospital, he must guard Nick Frey.

The agent in charge didn't say anything. They boarded the helicopter one by one.

The propeller accelerated and the helicopter pulled off to the hospital.

Inside the cabin, Nick Frey put on a ventilator, his coat was untied and lay quietly on a hand stretcher.

Three large caliber bullets hit his chest and abdomen. The wound was ferocious and lost too much blood... The medical staff immediately gave him emergency treatment.

The agent in charge looked at Nick Frey's injury with a serious expression.

After a long silence, he sighed and contacted the headquarters of the s.h.i.e.l.d. to report the news of Nick Frey's injury.

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A few minutes later, the dangerous rescue helicopter landed on the apron of the central hospital.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! "

The hatch opened and the agent in charge ran ahead, shouting to disperse the crowd.

Three doctors rushed to the operating room with stretchers, and Steve followed with a shield.

The operation of the director of s.h.i.e.l.d. is the top priority of the hospital!

The hospital channel had a green light all the way. It was sent to the nearest operating room within half a minute. A group of top gunshot wound experts had been waiting for a long time.

Outside the operating room, the red light is on.

The expert group immediately rescued Nick Frey.

Steve stood outside the operating room, watching through the single glass.

He was worried and silent.

Sure!

He will survive!

Director of the Divine Shield, a sinister and cunning lone wolf.

How could he be killed by a mere traitor like him, who is always calculating others.

The ending is ridiculous!

Steve thought to himself.

The expert group tried its best to rescue. The competent agents came in and went out. One after another, only Steve stood in place and waited.

Unfortunately, it backfired. After 20 minutes of full rescue, the heart rate monitor finally became a straight line.

Accompanied by a long "drip" sound, the chief surgeon silently put down the scalpel and was helpless to announce the patient's death.

Steve lowered his head slowly, with both sadness and regret on his face.

In fact, based on the emergency medical knowledge he learned in the battlefield, he judged that Nick Frey was unlucky tonight at the first time he was shot.

He just recited those words in his heart, just praying for a miracle to come, but it's a pity that the miracle didn't appear after all.

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In the vacant room, Nick Frey lay quietly on the pusher bed, his lower body covered with white waterproof cloth.

Because the identity of the deceased was special, the hospital did not dare to deal with it without authorization, so it had to vacate a room to park the body.

Steve and the agent in charge stood aside, silent for a long time.

None of them could believe that this man, who had experienced countless crises, died like this.

He did not die in the hands of terrorist organizations in the Middle East, nor in the hands of the rising clown organization, but in the hands of a coward who can only shoot cold shots.

Such an ending is too cruel for Nick Frey.

Maybe that's why his face was still serious and cold after his death.

Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open.

An agent came in and said, "Captain, sir, chairman Alexander is coming!"

Hearing the speech, Steve and the agent in charge immediately woke up.

Surrounded by special forces, Alexander went straight into the temporary morgue.

"Nick..."

Seeing Nick Frey's body, Alexander looked solemn and sad.

From today on, another comrade in arms of his time has gone.

He silently mourned for his old friend, then took out a flower from his suit pocket and put it on the white waterproof bag.

After all this, he sighed, turned and said, "Captain, I'm Alexander Pierce, Nick's boss and his friend."

Steve shook hands with him politely: "sir!"

Alexander said lightly, "you're welcome. My father used to be a 101st Airborne Division. Can I talk to you alone?"

"OK." Steve nodded.

They walked into the vacant room next door. Alexander asked seriously, "Captain, why did Nick just go to your house?"

Steve shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Alexander: did you know there was a monitor there

Steve: "yes, Nick told me."

Alexander: did he tell you that he was listening to you

Steve: "he didn't say, but he shouldn't be the only one who wants to listen to me."

Alexander nodded, "good guess! Did Nick tell you anything? Or give you something? "

Steve recalled last night: "Nick just told me not to trust anyone. Beyond that, there is nothing worth noting. "

"No more?"

Alexander looked into Steve's eyes seriously: "Captain, because you are the last person to see Nick, so I'll ask you again, did Nick say anything to you? Or give you something? "

Hearing the speech, Steve fell into memory again.

He carefully repeated every detail of Nick's appearance.

It took a long time to think this time, and Alexander waited patiently.

Finally, Steve shook his head and said firmly, "except for the above words, there is no more."

"Hoo..." Alexander sighed heavily. "In that case, you can go back."

"Thank you, sir." Steve turned and twisted the door lock of the room.

"Captain Rogers!" Alexander suddenly said:

"Someone murdered my friend, I will trace it to the end. If you dare to block my way, you will regret it, no matter who it is. "

Steve nodded, "I see."

With that, he opened the door, took a final look at Nick Frey, and then left the hospital.

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As soon as Steve left, romlow of the special corps pushed the door and came in: "Sir, everything is ready."

Alexander said loudly, "let all your men be vigilant. Don't lose them this time."

"I see!" Romlow nodded.

They left the room and returned to the temporary morgue.

From a distance, they saw the competent agent of the s.h.i.e.l.d. in New York, having a fierce dispute with the s.h.i.d. special combat personnel.

The special forces insisted on taking Nick Frey's body with a gun.

But the competent agent believes that an investigation team must be set up to hunt down the murderer for such a serious thing as the shooting.

Nick Frey's body, as an important evidence, cannot be disposed of at will before the end of the investigation.

Both sides stick to their own words and do not give in to each other, blocking the hospital.

Many onlookers gathered to eat melons and watch the excitement.

Alexander pushed aside the crowd and said seriously, "Nick is my friend. I have to deal with his funeral myself."

The first level of official college kills people, not to mention two levels.

Alexander himself came to an end, and the voice of the agent in charge suddenly weakened a lot.

But he still frowned and said, "Chairman, I'm afraid it's against the rules."

Alexander pointed to his nose and denounced, "Nick was assassinated and killed in New York. You are the first agent in charge to escape. Now you want to leave his body. What do you want? Want to destroy the traces on the body? "

The agent in charge turned red with anger and retorted, "the director's visit to New York is a secret operation. No one in the New York branch knows. Even if I am held accountable, it should be verified by the special investigation team."

Alexander said, "I don't know, I don't know... These are not your excuses to cover up your work mistakes. In addition, you don't need to set up an investigation team. From now on, you're suspended. The work of the New York branch was immediately taken over by Sitwell. "

As soon as the voice fell, the two special combat team members directly shot the agent in charge, pressed him down on the wall and handcuffed him.

"No! You are not qualified to do so! " The agent in charge blushed and resented.

"My power is much greater than you think!" Alexander snorted coldly and turned away from the hospital.

The special forces pushed Nick Frey's body onto the Kun fighter on the tarmac.

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The plane took off slowly and flew to the three curved wing building.

Alexander sat next to the cart and lifted the white tarpaulin covering his face.

He approached Nick Frey's ear and whispered, "Nick, I know you're not dead. I've seen through your plan. You're right. I'm the biggest spy in the s.h.i.e.l.d. "

"Hehe, it's really worthy of being an old subordinate promoted by me. In just a day or two, I can catch my flaws."

"Originally, I didn't dare to attack you, but you overreacted and provoked the clown organization. The trusted people around you died and scattered, leaving only you as a barestick commander."

Alexander looked at Nick Frey's' body 'and said a lot of words intermittently.

Nick Frey is not only his mortal opponent, but also his most admired subordinate.

Even though they had different beliefs, he was still willing to promote him and let him take his place.

Unfortunately, the two masters and disciples, who once respected each other, finally embarked on the desperate road of life and death.

Alexander could not help sighing at the thought of sending him on the road.

"Well, that's all. I'll tell you the rest every year today. "

He drew closer and said in Nick Frey's ear, "long live the Hydra!"

With that, Alexander snapped his fingers.

Romlow immediately took out a box from his arms and injected 10ml of white liquid into Nick Frey's body.

This is a special nerve poison made by Hydra. The poisoned person will die of heart paralysis within 5 minutes. The poison will complete metabolism within 25 minutes. No equipment or reagent can detect it.

Farewell, king of spies!

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Steve left the hospital and walked alone in the street with his shield.

Nick Frey's face always haunts my mind.

His confidentiality made Steve very unhappy, and most of their cooperation was unhappy.

But once a dangerous event occurs, he can always give a solution at the first time and become his companion. He has a sense of peace of mind.

However, such a person was suddenly killed by an insider, which caught Steve off guard.

He began to worry about what to do if he encountered a dangerous event next time?

He's just a soldier, not a decision maker.

Alexander arranged for hundreds of undercover agents to sneak into the crowd disguised as ordinary people.

Steve was depressed and walked slowly, but the strange eyes around him could not escape his perception.

It's been followed. There's still a lot of people.

Nick Frey was followed as soon as he died. Who can't wait?

Is it Alexander? Steve was secretly suspicious.

He kept his original speed, pretended not to find it, and slowly turned into a damp and dark alley.

The agent in charge of tracking immediately became vigilant.

This kind of alley is the easiest to escape and the most difficult to track. It will be found if you are careless.

Several agents looked at each other and immediately understood.

A drunkard with a wine bottle and ragged clothes staggered towards the alley.

His face turned red and disgusting. He looked like he was going to vomit in the alley.

Holding the wall and turning into the alley, it was dark inside, not even a ghost.

The drunkard woke up immediately, touched the pistol behind his waist, and walked quickly down the alley to the end.

A couple of talented and beautiful women leaned against the wall at the exit of the alley and kissed.

“shit！” The drunkard snapped.

"What's the matter?" Asked the couple.

"Lost it!" The drunkard pointed to the roof and said:

"It's only five stories high. It's easy to climb up with his skill."

The couple loosened each other and asked anxiously, "what should I do?"

The drunkard immediately took out his communicator: "what else can I do? Send out a helicopter and search! "

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PS: Nick Frey left a key message to the US team before his death. Guess what?