Marvel: Saint Seiya Starting with the Reality Stone

After half an hour.

The sky was now fully bright.

As the roar over the nuclear town grew louder, a vertical takeoff and landing aircraft landed steadily on an open area of ​​the town.

This was the very aircraft that Nick Fratt had allocated to Phil Coulson for use by him and his team during their operations.

This is a Boeing C-17 Globemaster III transport aircraft that has undergone a complete overhaul by Stark Industries and incorporates technology from the Quinjet fighter jet. It has a payload of nearly 100 tons and a range of over 10,000 kilometers. It has six engines and is a behemoth equipped with a full range of facilities, including laboratories, medical bays, and interrogation rooms.

soon.

With the arrival of medical personnel, Phil Coulson was transferred to the aircraft's medical bay for a full examination.

at the same time.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who disembarked from the plane began a search of the entire nuclear-bombed town.

The centipede warrior's corpse was collected and neatly arranged.

The ruins of that building are also being cleared.

Inside the aircraft.

After a brief check, Coulson, who was found to be only slightly weak and otherwise unharmed, changed back into a black suit and stepped down from the upper deck.

Victoria Hand just happened to walk in from outside at that moment.

"Coulson."

"Hand".

Victoria Hand shook hands with Coulson: "I just spoke with Chief Nick Fury, and he's relieved you're alright."

Coulson smiled and said, "I've heard you've used my plane to travel to quite a few places."

Victoria Hand's expression remained unchanged: "This operation has been very fruitful for us; all of Centipede's henchmen around the world have been taken down."

Coulson's capture by the Centipede organization was an unfortunate accident, but it also allowed Victoria Hand to uncover the Centipede organization's information network, thus leading to the complete dismantling of the entire organization.

but--

"clairvoyance?"

"Not yet, but S.H.I.E.L.D. has already begun a full-scale manhunt for him. The Centipede organization has been destroyed, and it will be very difficult for him to continue hiding without being detected by S.H.I.E.L.D. satellites."

Victoria Hand shared intelligence with Coulson, and after finishing, she looked at Coulson: "I heard you have a mysterious ally this time?"

She was referring to the mysterious person who killed the centipede warriors and Lena in the nuclear town before they arrived.

Coulson looked thoughtful, then shook his head.

"I don't consider this mysterious person my ally."

"oh."

"I'm more inclined to believe we have a common enemy."

"Centipede tissue?"

"More likely."

Coulson nodded: "That also explains why he killed Lena but not me."

Victoria Hand nodded in agreement: "Okay, we'll keep in touch if anything comes up."

That's all.

Victoria Hand turned to leave.

Just then.

Colson called out to Hand.

"Commander Hande."

"Coulson?"

"Thank you for everything you've done for me."

"I'm also very glad I was able to save you."

Victoria Hand turned to look at Coulson: "But honestly, working on a plane is really not my style."

Done.

The two exchanged a smile, and then Victoria Hand turned around again, this time actually leaving Coulson's plane.

Because the transport plane from the New York S.H.I.E.L.D. center had arrived, after the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents loaded the Centipede Warrior's corpse, as well as Lena's and Edison Poe's corpse that had been dug out of the ruins, onto the transport plane, Victoria Hand and the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents she brought took off and left the nuclear bomb town.

Night fell again.

Coulson's airbus is still parked in the spacious open space of the nuclear bomb town.

The airplane was brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

Fitz and Gemma are analyzing the artifacts they unearthed from the ruins in the lab.

same.

The computer was also excavated from the ruins.

However, it was severely damaged.

Skye is currently trying to figure out if she can extract any useful information from the somewhat damaged hard drive to help them figure out what happened in the nuclear town before they arrived.

"Knock knock!"

"Enter."

Skye, her hands constantly tapping on the keyboard, listened to the sound of typing and said something without looking up.

Coulson, with bruises still on his forehead, pushed open the glass door and walked in.

Skye glanced over during a brief moment of leisure, and a hint of surprise flashed across her face when she saw Coulson.

"Coulson."

Skye.

Coulson smiled and responded, then walked over to Skye and looked at the code filling the entire screen of the computer: "How is it?"

Skye shook her head: "We found a commercial satellite usage record on the hard drive, but this part of the file is severely damaged. We're trying to see if we can recover it. If so, we might be able to extract some useful information from it."

Coulson nodded upon hearing this.

Are you confident?

"We're working on it."

Skye said this, then looked at Coulson, her smile gradually fading: "Did they get what they wanted from you?"

Coulson shook his head: "No."

Skye said, "And you? Did you get what you wanted?"

Coulson's memories of Tahiti flashed through his mind again, but his expression remained unchanged as he shook his head: "Those aren't real; they're just trying to confuse my memories."

Skye looked at the expression on Coulson's face.

Just as she was about to say something, the computer next to her suddenly started beeping.

Ten minutes later.

The command center for the Airbus.

Melinda May and Grant Ward, who were already getting ready to rest, and Fitz and Gemma, who were conducting tests in the lab, walked in from outside.

After everyone was seated, Coulson looked at them and said, "Skye recovered some data from the severely damaged computer that was salvaged from the nuclear bomb town."

Everyone looked at Skye, who was sitting in front of a laptop.

Skye didn't say anything, but took a deep breath and then projected a screen from her notebook onto the large screen in the command center.

into the eye.

Mike sat naturally on the hill of Kelso under the night sky, with one leg crossed and one hand on his knee, looking quite like a "Buddha without a care in the world".

Grant Ward looked at Mike on the big screen and suddenly frowned: "Why does this guy look so familiar?"

Leo Fitz, looking at the photo, suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "The Arctic?"

Skye smiled at Fitz and then pulled up their only clue in the Arctic incident.

"Yes."

"This person also appeared in the Arctic incident."

"What was his name again?"

"Mike?"

"Mike Ametra".

"According to the information, he flew from New York City to Las Vegas yesterday morning, and I found his hotel check-in records in Las Vegas."

"We haven't left yet!"

"..."