Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

Walking out of the SHIELD building, for some reason, Roland always felt as if someone was looking at him. This was really strange. He only had a few acquaintances in SHIELD, and none of them were here.

Holding the document in his hand, Roland walked all the way to the door of the S.H.I.E.L.D. building before he really felt the direction of his sight. He suddenly turned around and caught a bald man who was hiding in the corridor on the third floor.

"Ha, it's you."

Roland muttered to himself, waved, and then waved in that direction.

Sure enough, within a minute or two, a sweaty Sitwell ran down.

"You can do it. You're not dead yet."

With the first words he said, Roland wiped the fake smile off Sitwell's face.

What he fears most now and what he least wants to hear is these words.

Originally, Sitwell never thought that he would be such an important person. In fact, he had not even been in charge of any task in Hydra. His main purpose of existence was to contact others and make friends with others.

When he was caught by Roland and Fury and became the first member of Hydra to defect to Fury's side, Sitwell rebelled without any psychological pressure and even took the initiative to hand over some lists, proving his role. and position.

He originally thought that the people on the list might disappear one by one and be gradually cleared on the grounds of performing secret missions.

In fact, this is what SHIELD should do, and what is most in line with SHIELD's operating procedures.

There are many tasks, strong confidentiality, no information exchange, and a high mortality rate... After all, he is an agent, so it is safer to kill these people this way.

Therefore, in Sitwell's understanding, the piece of paper he handed in with names written on it was enough for him to watch movies in SHIELD safely for several years.

In the past few years, Pierce may have simply killed him, and Sitwell himself believed that a few years would be enough for him to make some responses, enough for him to show his role, enough for him to once again Copy this perfect chance of survival and continue to extend his life by handing over another piece of paper.

But, he miscalculated.

He never expected that Fury would play so cruelly, so excessively, so horribly!
He is the director of SHIELD! He can actually invite people to SHIELD to go to his own territory to kill!
This is more than just a strong man breaking his wrist, this is directly breaking his neck! !
It happened so fast in just one day.

From the moment Sitwell boarded SHIELD's space carrier and saw many familiar faces, he felt something was wrong, but he didn't think much of it at the time.

The space carrier exploded and fell into the water. He figured it out at that time, but Fury survived with him, so he comforted himself that maybe he was overthinking. Since I was still useful, it was definitely not the case. That's what I thought.

then……

Then, as one of SHIELD's senior agents, he saw the bodies of Rumlow and Pierce with his own eyes.

Seriously, at that moment, Sitville's sky fell.

He knew very well what was going on, he knew both of them very well, and he knew how the entire SHIELD staff died.

Loki?

Haha, how is that possible! How could he choose the people from SHIELD so accurately? All the people he killed were Hydra!
It was Roland who did it! Fury asked Roland to do it!

What Batman, what man in steel armor, that's Roland! Definitely Roland! There won't be a second person!

Their target from the beginning was not Loki, but Hydra, Pierce!

If he hadn't felt that his ideas might be too extreme and there was still some sense left in his head, Sitwell would even have thought that Loki was also from their side and was the actor they invited!

Otherwise, it was such a coincidence that something like that happened at that time in perfect harmony with the weather!
Pierce is dead now, and nine out of ten Hydra personnel within S.H.I.E.L.D. are gone. The remaining Hydras who were not killed by Roland, the smart ones have already run away, and the stupid ones are still here. , waiting for Fury to raise the butcher knife high towards them.

He, Sitwell, is one of the stupid ones.

However, his condition was worse. Those Hydras who are still in S.H.I.E.L.D. are just deceived, or they are not of a high level and are just brainwashed outer thugs. He is not that!
Sitwell is in an embarrassing situation of neither being above nor below. Although he has a high status, he only enjoys level 7 authority and is not yet in charge of a department or team. Call him a low status, he is indeed a senior member of SHIELD. Whenever Fury holds a conference, he is one of the few people qualified to enter the conference room.

Call him smart, he didn't see the overall situation set up by Fury and Roland, call him not smart, he has guessed it all now!

Therefore, those who die will certainly not suffer. Those who escape at least escape with hope. As for the Hydra who remains in SHIELD, they know nothing and will not suffer at all.

He is the only one who knows everything but can do nothing.

The pain is so painful, endless!
Sitwell now sleeps with the door open every day. He writes suicide notes every now and then, and there is almost no room for them in his drawer. Almost every moment, anyone he saw seemed to be coming to kill him.

In particular, he saw Roland coming to SHIELD again today. Sitwell even had a weird and twisted idea. He felt that he should take the initiative to send him to the door, so that he might be more comfortable when he died.

So, struggling and struggling like this, Sitwell was suffering every minute.

The moment Roland discovered him, he felt a sense of... relief in his trance.

However, when he heard Roland's words: You are not dead yet. Still can't help but feel a little desolate.

"Yes, Mr. Roland, I, I'm not dead yet, but it's about to happen, isn't it?"

After being afraid for so long and imagining his own death countless times in his mind, Sitwell felt much calmer when he actually faced death.

"What strange words did you say? Are you looking for me? What's wrong?"

With a wry smile, Sitwell felt like he couldn't hold on anymore. He wanted to kneel down, cry, and beg Roland for mercy.

But, what's the use?

The person standing in front of him was Roland.

This is a monster with no human emotions at all.

"Huh... Mr. Roland, if that day were today, I hope to die under the tree in my hometown and have a coffin. This is my... only request."

After saying these words, Sitwell's chest became much clearer, making his whole body feel much lighter.

but……

Roland was confused.

SHIELD is worthy of being SHIELD. This disgusting tradition of not saying things clearly and having to play riddles is really consistent from top to bottom.

"You will die wherever you like. I will not attend your funeral. However, if you have nothing serious to do and come here to trick me on purpose, you will really die today.

Right here, right here to die. "

what?
No... right...

What he said... Why did he seem to have no intention of killing me...

Did I guess wrong again?
Why do I always guess wrong! Can't you be right once?

After swallowing a sip of saliva, Sitwell blinked and looked at Roland's serious eyes and his finger pointing at the ground. What Roland had just said replayed in Sitwell's mind.

Today...just die here...

"Ah! Ah no, no, no, I am... of course I have something to do, I am here..."

When Sitwell was eager to find a valid reason for himself, he saw the folder in Roland's hand.

"Mr. Roland, is this your mission?"

"correct."

Roland raised his hand and said, "Your director promised to help me build roads, open a supermarket and a mobile food truck next to my house, and give me the woods behind my house, so I agreed to him."

Sitwell was sure that Fury didn't say that, at least not so much. Roland might have added a lot of it himself. However, that was all a matter for the big guys, so he chose to just pretend to be deaf.

Do you know what you are mixing in will kill people? "That's right, Mr. Roland, I happen to have nothing to do right now. In fact, since I returned to SHIELD, I haven't had a single job.

However, I am one of SHIELD's agents responsible for external relations, and I have some understanding of the work of each department of SHIELD. I just saw you going downstairs by yourself, so I thought, volunteer to help. Your favor. "

Being able to come up with such a reason on the spur of the moment can be regarded as Sitwell's thinking very quickly.

Because he truly believed every word Roland said, including the one that made him die here immediately.

"Huh? You're quite enthusiastic."

Under Sitwell's disbelieving gaze, Roland nodded slowly: "Okay."

As he said that, he put the folder in his hand into his arms and said, "Here, you first need to find someone who knows the news about him."

Taking the folder handed over by Roland, Sitwell opened it mechanically and saw the subtitle at first sight.

【Howling Commandos】

Then he understood it all at once.

A new group of supernatural powers, a supernatural team that only belongs to Fury.

I won’t be silenced after reading this...

Sitwell glanced up at Roland and found that Roland was doing strange body stretching movements in the sunlight projected from the all-glass curtain wall of the lobby on the first floor of SHIELD.

No, no, no. Roland is not the kind of person who would find reasons for others to die. He doesn't have such precise operations at all.

He just dug out people's hearts and threw them into the ground to stomp on them.

Shaking his head, Sitwell continued to read the documents.

There are many names on it, and many of them are acquaintances. They are the kind of people SHIELD has confirmed their supernatural identities from the early days, and some have even been in contact with them.

With just a quick glance, Sitwell saw Luke, Werewolf, Humanoid, Fireworks Joe, Hellcat, Iron Fist...

A lot of names that I have seen.

No, what on earth is Fury going to do? What is he afraid of?
This is not planning a team. This number is enough to form ten teams!
still is……

Sitwell took another peek at Roland, who was still shouting slogans and doing radio gymnastics.

I'm afraid not, Fury wants to borrow Roland's hand to kill all these guys! !
Well, this is more credible!
"Sitville."

"Ah! Here!"

Roland's sudden sound almost scared Sitwell to death, and he quickly put on a smiling face.

"Have you chosen yet?"

"Ah, it's a choice, but I know too many people here, I..."

"Ouch! It's useless! Wherever you see it, bring it to me."

Sitwell looked down at the document in his hand, and happened to turn it over to someone he didn't recognize.

"Ghost Rider?"

"Huh? Who?"

Roland stopped doing radio gymnastics, took the document in Sitwell's hand, and started reading it.

"Ha, flaming skull, it's really you!"

The famous Ghost Rider is something Roland is very familiar with.

Back when there was no so-called Marvel Cinematic Universe, the Ghost Rider was one of the coolest superheroes Roland had ever seen.

Who is the other one, Spawn? I forgot, I am also playing cloak in hell, I don’t know if it is the same world.

"It's you!"

Putting the folder back into Sitwell's hand, Roland said: "Go and check this guy's information. If you can't find it, go to Fury and ask him for permission. When you're done, come to me. I’m leaving first, bye~”

After saying a few words neatly, Roland turned around and left without any hesitation.

But Sitwell was beaten hard. He was not here to do this at all. Now he has got a big job for himself inexplicably. If he can't do it well...

Let alone whether he is good at it or not, he just read this document and was "forced" to join this mission. Why does Fury still not know?

After thinking about it, Sitwell felt that it was a broken pot anyway, and I was begging to die. How could it be any worse?

Don't go to Fury again if you can't find out. Just confess to the director now.

So, trotting all the way up the stairs, Sitwell knocked on the door of Fury's office and repeated the matter tremblingly.

"Well...who did he pick?"

There was no imaginary gaze and silent observation. Fury seemed to have heard something ordinary and naturally asked about the progress of the mission.

Sitwell turned the document to that page and put it on Fury's desk. He gritted his teeth and said truthfully: "Roland asked me to help him check this person. He also said that if my authority is not enough, let me come to you." ."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Fury nodded without looking at the documents on the table: "Sitwell."

"My subordinate is here!"

"Starting from today, you will be promoted to level 8 agent and enjoy the authority of level 8 agent. You will get a new access control card later. Okay, let's go."

"Ah...ah yes."

Sitwell walked out of Fury's office in a daze, and until the door closed, Sitwell was still a little unable to react.

This, this, I originally thought that today was the day of my death, and I had already written a suicide note!

I originally thought that either Roland would come to kill me, or he would die at the hands of Fury, but in the end, one of them asked me to help with the task, and the other promoted me? !
There is a conspiracy.

There is definitely a conspiracy!
Sitwell is in a good mood and doesn't want to think about Roland. As long as Roland is around, it's natural if something bad happens, and if something good happens, Roland must be planning a bigger conspiracy!
only……

"What's the use of knowing it."

Resist?

Stop it.

"I still, honestly, check out the information."

In this way, maybe I can die under a tree in my own home instead of having my heart ripped out and nailed to the wall like Rumlow and Pierce.

With this thought in mind, Sitwell took the documents and returned to his office.

Work! ! !

(End of this chapter)