Chapter 191
The place where Thor's hammer fell has changed from a barren place in the New Mexico desert to a secret laboratory built with high-tech rapid materials and loaded with various advanced instruments, so that scientists affiliated with S.H.I.E.L.D. can conduct in-depth research on Mjolnir. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
And all these changes were completed in just half a month, which fully reflects S.H.I.E.L.D.'s superb scientific and technological means, extremely high work efficiency, and excellent design capabilities... Well, I just can't take it anymore.
Truth be told, the lab was terrible, and its main body was nothing more than a pile of scaffolding made of steel and covered with a translucent white plastic sheeting.
And the corridor is designed to be completely enclosed, but the core of this laboratory, which has been confirmed to contain and exude extremely high energy at all times, is actually in the open air... Alas, I think that the hammer of Thor, Mezzola, who was powerful back then, doesn't even have a ceiling treatment now, and let the wind and rain hit the sun and the moon and expose it, it's really hot and cold.
At the same time, it is also unclear in what state the person who designed this laboratory came up with the construction plan, drank all night of old wine, and did not wake up with a hangover? Or did he just finish taking drugs and was delirious?
And since the establishment of this laboratory, a large number of scientists have used various high-tech instruments to conduct detailed research on Thor's hammer, but except for a bunch of useless atomic structure diagrams, there is almost no useful gain.
It can be said that their biggest role is to notify the civilian airliners flying here to divert their routes, so as to avoid being affected by the electromagnetic pulse waves that often erupt from the hammer. The other effects are really lackluster.
"Gate sentry, there is an unknown vehicle coming, please pay attention to check. β
Although it is said that the design of the base, which has been struck by thunder for a long time, is very bad, but it also has the name of military control, and it is not something that anyone can enter if they want to. When a car was found approaching the main entrance of the base through the remote monitoring system, the security guard immediately notified the gate sentry to go and check.
"The sentry understood, I had seen the car. The sentry replied, and led his group in and out of the car, but their faces were somewhat impatient.
Before S.H.I.E.L.D. arrived, it had been turned into a holiday destination for picnic parties by locals. So the first step in building this base is to start with the expulsion of these irrelevant people, God, you don't know how disturbing it is.
We are the relevant people of the relevant departments, and now we have taken over this place, and you guys will get out of here immediately! Although I would like to say this, the local Americans obviously do not accept this set.
Removing the discordant words such as Falk and Bichi, which appear every three words on average, can be summed up as a way to defend the right to equality and freedom granted by the Constitution, and to resolutely resist the actions of government agents, the Nazi military police.
But it would be nice if they just used the law and went to the local courts.
As a department within the system, the court naturally knows the stakes, and they will not be embarrassed by S.H.I.E.L.D., and will only symbolically summon relevant personnel for simple questioning. And this side only needs to send an agent to cooperate with them, make it look like they are actively negotiating the matter, and appease the local people.
But some people are obviously not so rational, and they are a little too practical, and they prefer to defend their rights in a more radical way, and forcibly break in and illegally infiltrate this kind of thing, which is actually a common occurrence in this base.
And the car that came this time, in the eyes of the sentry, is estimated to be the same.
"We're going to do an inspection, please turn off the vehicle, ma'am. The sentry stopped the car and said, "Or you can choose to turn around and leave now, and I'll treat it as if I didn't see it." β
It was too troublesome to arrest such a person every time, and to hand it over to the police station after a brief questioning, so the sentry wanted to see if he could persuade the person to leave on his own.
It's a pity that the person who came didn't accept his kindness, and after parking the car, the woman who was driving took out a small black book with two fingers and stretched it out of the car, "That's not good, I'm here on business." β
"Alas" the sentry quietly rolled his eyes, clearly not believing the claim. Sister, don't you want to see how chic your car is?
"Please turn off the vehicle. "It looks like we have to go through the procedure, the sentry cautiously ordered, it is not that it has not happened before that he drove directly into it.
"Cut" The woman tilted her head impatiently, twisted the car keys, and... And then the vehicle did not turn off ...
Bang bang, the woman didn't give up and turned the key twice in succession, and finally pulled it off directly, but it was a pity that "it seems that the car is out of order, and it can't stop the fire for the time being." β
"Okay. The sentry pursed his lips and winked at his comrades behind him. Then a pegboard barricade was pulled out.
"Uh-huh!?" the sentry looked at as he took his papers, shocked. Then immediately use the radio to communicate with the duty room.
"That's right, sir, that's her. β
"Okay, I'll do it right away. β
The sentry put down the wireless phone and respectfully returned the papers, "You have permission to enter, I'll let you go immediately, Agent May." β
Is there any mistake, the top leader of this base is only a seventh-level agent, and the certificate says that the eighth-level clearance agent, Melinda May, the famous Iron Knight.
The Sentinel swallowed dryly, Melinda's name was still very lethal to the people of the squad. "Well, excuse me, ma'am, who is...?"
The sentry asked, pointing to the man lying in the passenger seat.
"Envoy Plenipotentiary. Melinda replied without even looking at the man. But there was always a hint of embarrassment in her cold voice.
That man was Evenson, of course, who was now lying in the passenger seat with his sunglasses flat, his hands stretched back in a neck slash gesture.
"The Plenipotentiary ... Huh?" said the sentinel, with a stiff face, and said to himself, what kind of envoy is this? If it weren't for his open mouth still panting, I would have thought it was a dead corpse!
"Your security level is really high. Melinda looked at the surrounding steel wire mesh and said with a strange expression.
Originally, her sentence was a contradiction, in her opinion, the security measures here are simply full of loopholes, and it is estimated that it will not be too difficult to sneak in.
"There's no way around it. But the sentry didn't hear it, and complained, "There's always some who can't hold back their curiosity and rush in, andβ" he rubbed his face, "the one who came last night was particularly fierce!"