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"Good evening, gentlemen and ladies.

"I'm Hasson Conners of The New York Times, reviewing the latest issue of NASA!".

"According to the calculations of the famous astronomer Professor Fisher-Canast, the nine planetary wonders that occur once every 6,000 years will appear at 8:30 am the day after tomorrow, and everyone will be able to enjoy this rare astronomical wonder. "

"The nine planets will be at an angle of 14.8 degrees, arranged in a straight line.

"This is the greatest epic astronomical spectacle since man officially explored the universe, and I don't think anyone should-should miss it, right?"

"The New York Times will be live for you, even if you're indoors."

"This is a report from on-site reporter Hulson Connors."

After watching the news with a blank face, Fury raised his hand and dropped his coffee cup on the ground, "Didn't I already tell those idiots at NASA to try to put out a holiday alarm and keep everyone out?"

NASA replied that there was nothing they could do about it.

Ignoring the shards of ceramic mugs all over the floor, Hill continued. "Several major media cooperated with the consortium behind them to put pressure on the Congress of the United States to release the withheld information, saying that the public has the right to know the truth.

"S-H-I-T, don't give me any crap!"

Fury gritted his teeth in hatred, his chest was full of anger, and his eyes were bloodshot. "Don't think I don't know what these bastards are planning, isn't it just to make high-profile news to attract traffic?"

"Boss, it's no use getting angry.

Hill sighed silently, and after he filled the coffee, he held out a new cup of coffee, assuring him. "These people don't care about civilian deaths, they only care about how many Franklins they have in their pockets."

It's clear, though, that Fury had a good idea to avoid massive civilian casualties.

But unfortunately, he ignores the fact that in the eyes of capitalists, excessive civilian deaths can be used as an excuse to attack their political enemies.

"It has reached this point, these people are still..."

Fury was suddenly a little frustrated, he leaned back in his chair with a disappointed expression on his face. "Obviously, that wasn't the case a few decades ago, when...the country I was defending was a truly liberal country, why did it become like this in just a few decades."

"Maybe there are too few opponents."

Hill's eyes were a little sad, and he sighed: "Since the red division, our country has completely changed."

"Son of a son of a bitch..."

Fury was so angry that his teeth were chattering, his face became more and more gloomy, and his brows were tightly frowned, "Tonight I will find a way to hang all those bastards who know Fran Shulin on the street lamp of the boulevard."

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Hill pursed his lips and growled, but immediately realized that he had lost his cool and straightened his shoulders. "There is currently no way to evacuate people, do we need to notify the military to prepare for an impending war?"

"I have notified General Ross."

Fury folded his hands on his chin, a cold light shone in his single eye. Meanwhile, advisors have issued orders and armies across Europe are at the ready, but the main force of the attack will still be the Avengers. "

"But we are numerous, ........"

Hill couldn't help but be a little worried. Although the Avengers are strong, they only have seven players.

Even including the two temporary members, there are nine people in total. Even if we arrange for one man to guard the country, he cannot guard the whole of Europe!"

"I know, but there's nothing I can do about it."

With a bitter look on Fury's face, he said wearily. "We have a last resort and hopefully we don't have to use it.

"You mean?"

Hill's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart almost stopped.

As a level 8 agent, she basically knows a thing or two about S.H.I.E.L.D's classified information.

And what Fury said about "last resort" reminded her of a terrible plan that no one wanted to talk about, sealed somewhere forever, that failed in the worst possible way.

"Ah...this is the Typhon project."

A look of extreme concern and fear flashed across Fury's eyes, and his voice became sharp and low and hoarse. "If the war comes to an end, and not even the Avengers can repel the invaders, all we can count on is..."

"hiss"

Hillton sighed coldly, this is the plan!

The name Typhon comes from Greek mythology history.

It is the youngest son of Gaea, Mother Earth Goddess, and Tartarus, known as the Supreme Horror Demon, the ancestor of all terrible monsters, so you can imagine the deep meaning of a plan with this name.

Project Typhon is S.H.I.E.L.D's top-secret level 10, and only Fury is said to know the details, though she stumbled upon the program's outer workings during a special mission.

In this operation, 179 fighters were killed.

……ask for flowers……

The range of hundreds of miles was completely burned, white phosphorus bombs, incendiary bombs, aerial bombs... all known and familiar advanced weapons were used, only the atomic bomb was not used.

Hill had no access to the substance of the plan, or even why the area was being bombed.

But the only thing she knew was that Fury changed his temper as soon as he came back, ordered the details of the "Typhon Project" to be completely blocked, and forbade anyone except him to trace the location of this sealed experimental project in any form.

Definitely, with Nick-Fury as the director, the secret experiments with death are numerous.

Arguably, this should have been expected, but this is the only time Fury has shown fear and remorse for his experimental project.

"But the director..."

Hill's heart jumped: "Didn't you say that under no circumstances should we resume this project?"

"Hmph, that's what I said.

There was a hint of madness in Fury's eyes, like a red-eyed player lost at a gaming table, he said hoarsely. "But the premise is... If human beings are to be destroyed, then let the whole earth be buried together!"

The typhoon plan has such a terrible effect.

When human civilization is on the verge of destruction, then it will become the last line of defense for mankind, taking the entire planet away with the invaders.

"Bureau........Bureau..."

Even with a strong mind, Hill was taken aback by the ruthlessness and determination emanating from the one-eyed man in front of him, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Hill, that's the reality."

Fury slowly stood up from the chair, walked to the glass window, looked at the sea of ​​clouds outside, and said calmly: "What makes humans stand on top of any creature, even better than those alien races, you know What is it?"

"...?"

Hill himself was also a little uncertain, and he denied it after speaking: "No, no, it must be perseverance and persistence?"

"What you're talking about is just superficial."

Fury said in his calmest tone. "In my opinion, there is one and only one reason why humans are better than other races.

Hill swallowed nervously, waiting for the next words.

"You don't know Hill..."

Fury's lips touched his ear, and he turned around, showing his white teeth. "The hidden malice of human beings" is the real source of human beings' superiority over all creatures.