Kim and was killed by you?

Chen Jin, who pushed the door in, sat aside and pointed to the report sheet in Coulson's hand.

Coulson took the report in his hand, showing a surprised expression, he was still collecting detailed information about this big fat man who controlled the underground world of New York, and turned his head and handed in a report form, which clearly stated that Jin He had been confirmed dead, and the mission was completed by the fourth-level agent Chen Jin.

"I went out for a walk, and I happened to meet our good neighbor Spider-Man, so I asked him to lead the way, just in time to block the fat golden man. ”

Unceremoniously picked up the coffee pot on Coulson's table, added a cup of fragrant coffee, Chen Jin leisurely admired the several large ink paintings hanging on the wall, I didn't expect Coulson this guy to love this bite, not like them Westerners to pursue some master oil paintings, but keen to collect Oriental ink.

Believe in you, and you will have ghosts.

Coulson sorted out the typed report and grabbed the phone on the desk.

"You did a good job this time, the bureau was able to complete two S-class tasks in a row in such a short period of time, and I believe that soon your promotion will be approved. Maybe it won't be long before you can overtake me. ”

"I'm not interested in your seat. ”

Early the next morning, Chen Jin received a call from Coulson, his documents had been modified, his authority had been promoted, and he had officially become a fifth-level agent, not to mention that he had only been promoted by one level, but the difference between the authority of a fourth-level agent and a fifth-level agent was not small, and the ordinary fifth-level agent could already be regarded as an absolute elite-level existence in S.H.I.E.L.D., and now, Chen Jin was even qualified to board the aerospace aircraft carrier.

Back at the hotel, Chen Jin couldn't wait to take out the agent's special notebook, directly log in to the S.H.I.E.L.D. database, and began to look up some secret information that he was interested in.

S.H.I.E.L.D.'s database connects all intelligence agencies, including the secret archives of the National Intelligence Agency and major police departments, etc., where you can find almost all relevant information in the United States.

After browsing for several hours, Chen Jin never found anything like the Universe Rubik's Cube, and when he wanted to view a higher-level secret file, he was told that he needed a higher-level account to log in, and it seemed that his authority was still far behind.

"Mission, mission, I need mission to level up agents and clearances. ”

Chen Jin hung up the phone to Phil Coulson, and twenty minutes later, a message was transmitted.

"Go to East Slavia and assist the Intelligence Commissioner in investigating rebel attacks on civilians? What the hell is this? Is this the responsibility of S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

When Chen Jin walked out of the hotel again, a sturdy Hummer off-road had stopped on the side of the road, and Phil Coulson was waving to him.

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, Phil, what the hell is going on, I don't have time to waste, you know I'm busy. ”

"I understand, this is relevant information, you take a closer look, you will understand after reading it. ”

Coulson took the folder beside him and handed it to Chen Jin.

"Biological and chemical weapons?"

At the first glance, Chen Jin saw the big red words of the title.

"Yes, the intelligence officers have sent back definite information that the East Slavs were using biological and chemical weapons on a large scale. ”

Coulson placed a photo in Chen Jin's hand.

"This is where the intelligence person in charge of the mission, the message sent back three days ago was accompanied by a request for help, hoping that the government can send a powerful special soldier to assist in completing the mission, and protect the safety of intelligence personnel, yesterday the government conveyed this request to the director, hoping that S.H.I.E.L.D. will send an agent with special abilities, because this matter is more urgent, and the threat is not low, so the director will turn it into an S-class mission, and arrange this mission for you. ”

There is also a sentence that Coulson did not say, even if the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. includes the top agents who have a mission, no matter who is sent to carry out the S-class mission, they have to risk their lives, and Chen Jin, a newcomer who has just joined S.H.I.E.L.D., has completed two S-class missions in just a few days, and the process described by someone is simply outrageous, Coulson feels that there is no one more suitable than him.

"Where are we going?"

"Go to the airport. ”

"Airport?"

"Yes, the task force is on standby, and their mission is to get you to your destination and, as much as possible, to facilitate the safe return of local expatriates and embassy staff. ”

An hour and a half later, the Humvee drove into the military base in upstate New York, and Chen Jin boarded a large Galaxy military transport plane, accompanied by a 20-strong and heavily armed special operations force.

"Walter Phil, aren't you going along?"

The plane was about to close the hatch, and Chen Jin saw Coulson walk down in three steps and two steps.

"Of course, there are still a lot of things in the bureau that I need to deal with, and the task has been handed over to you, remember not to forget to protect the intelligence officer of the intelligence department, otherwise the mission will be a failure. ”

With a wave of his hand, Coulson turned back to the Humvee and left the airport with a roar.

"Hey, man, you're an agent?"

The interior of this transport plane is spacious like a small auditorium, soldiers sit together in twos and threes to chat and fart, and some people take out a pair of pokers to gamble and play in such a place, just when Chen Jin suspected that this was really not the most elite special forces in the army in Coulson's mouth, the middle-aged non-commissioned officer with a beard sitting opposite said with a smile.

"Oh, how do you tell?"

Chen Jin sat on the cabin, put his legs on a wooden box, and didn't even glance at the safety rope on the seat.

The transport plane has climbed to an altitude of thousands of meters, and the strong air flow occasionally makes the plane sway, and this safety rope is provided to the transport personnel to fix their bodies, but these soldiers and Chen Jin are naturally not those ordinary people, and they don't need this thing at all.

"It's all from the National Emergency Response Force, and it's basically some very dangerous missions, and you're not wearing any equipment, like an ordinary person, but my gut tells me that you're dangerous. ”

The middle-aged non-commissioned officer nodded his chest, pointed at Chen Jin with his index finger, and said seriously.

"That's right, you're right, I'm an agent, get to know me, my name is Chen Jin. ”

Chen Jin stretched out his right hand, he had a good impression of this middle-aged non-commissioned officer with good facial features and beard, and he was willing to talk to the other party.

"Hello, Mr. Agent, I'm Chris Redfield, you can call me Chris. ”

Chris also stretched out his right hand and held it with the other party, his ancestors have Oriental ancestry, and he has a good impression of the black-haired and black-eyed Oriental ethnic group.

After a brief chat, Chen Jin has some understanding of Chris, this soldier is currently serving in the Air Force, and this mission was also suddenly drawn in, according to him, it should be the military who took a fancy to his marksmanship and fighting skills, and he has won the championship of the troop shooting competition and fighting competition many times.