As it turned out, Nick Fury's driving skills were really good.

The morning rush hour in Washington, D.C., typically causes nearly half an hour of congestion.

But Fury grasped the steering wheel with one hand, stepped on the accelerator, and raced all the way.

With the roar of the engine, the car under the butt shuttles between the dense traffic like a fish in water.

"The technique is good."

At breakneck speed, Luke, who didn't feel too many bumps along the way after arriving at the Pentagon, affirmed Fury's level of driving.

The latter's dark face showed a hint of pride.

When he used to be a student, he used to drive a battered pickup truck to deliver people.

Even in Manhattan's terrible traffic conditions, it can be driven smoothly.

"Lieutenant General Cavill ......"

"You might as well call me Director."

Luke corrected the other man's name.

A lot of people like to call him by military rank.

Probably the identity of a war hero is far more remarkable than that of S.H.I.E.L.D. chief.

"Okay, Director Cavill."

Nick Fury reverses.

"I'm probably going to be in the Pentagon all day, and if you have something to do, you don't have to wait here, just come back in the evening."

The corners of Luke's mouth curled up and said lightly.

He prepared a good play and waited for the curtain to open.

"And what does Director Cavill need?"

Fury scratched his head, he didn't expect to be a driver so easy.

"The only thing you need to prepare is probably a good enough mental quality."

Luke's answer seemed to be full of meaning.

Nick Fury, who is standing in front of him, is not the one-eyed director who hides a belly full of secrets and will never fully trust anyone.

The other party has just stepped off the battlefield, and has not experienced more battles, more dangers, and ...... More betrayals.

So, Luke thinks it's necessary to train well.

First of all, let the other party know the true face of this world.

"Psychological quality ......"

Looking at Lieutenant General Superman's distant back, Fury muttered.

He sat back in the car, turned on the radio, and listened quietly.

I don't plan to use my free time to do something else.

"I always feel like I'm going to have something to do today."

Fury lowered the back seat and leaned in a more comfortable position.

"Hope is just my delusion. I heard that the pie in the Pentagon tastes good, wait and try it. ”

With a relaxed thought, Nick Fury closed his eyes.

Is there anything more joyful than going to work?

A few minutes later.

Knock knock!

Before Fury's eyelids could grow heavier and fall asleep, the sound of a knock on the car window woke him up.

"What's the matter?"

Fury rubbed his eyelids and kept a good attitude.

Of course, he was also wary.

One hand opened the holster at his waist and held the gun that had been issued.

The windows were lowered, and a man about his age stood outside.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were Locke - I remember him driving for Lieutenant General Cavill."

When the man saw Fury's face clearly, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, as if he was surprised, and quickly explained.

"Locke? You mean the guy who always frowns and talks with a straight eye? He went to other positions, and now I'm Chief Cavell's chauffeur. ”

Fury said back, his chest held up, and his voice was raised a few degrees.

Just like the management of the S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel department, as he thinks.

It's a hot job!

Anyone with a little common sense knows that the upward momentum of that Superman Lieutenant General is unstoppable, and the future is even more unimaginable.

Who doesn't want to hug that thigh and be a loyal fan of the other side.

The little minions at the bottom of the power pyramid sometimes do not depend on their personal ability, but on the future of their own bosses.

"Hahaha, you're talking funny, that guy Locke does like to keep a straight face, as if everyone owes him money."

The young man couldn't help but laugh.

"Congratulations, friend. That's a good job! ”

Fury nodded in agreement.

For the top of the political world, the driver is a special position.

The exact itinerary of each day, who you have met, where you have been, etc.

None of this information that needs to be kept confidential can be hidden from the driver.

Therefore, it is necessary to have a reliable henchman to serve.

"It's not that good. Director Cavill is Superman, and he can fly. ”

Fury thought for a moment and complained: "In fact, if the director wants to go somewhere, or has urgent matters, he doesn't need me at all. ”

"He moves on his own, much faster than I can drive."

"Those generals don't want to see a superman flying around, and that reminds them that Lieutenant General Cavill is not an extraordinary man."

The young man's eyes twinkled, and he introduced himself.

"Meet me, my name is Alexander Pierce, and I'm a civilian at the Pentagon."

"You can call me Fury, I'm from S.H.I.E.L.D....... Driver. ”

Out of social etiquette, Fury also reported his identity.

"You're an interesting guy, Fury. Hopefully we'll see you again next time, and remember to help me bring a message to Locke and tell him that there is an event at the Army Club on Saturday. ”

The young man, who identified himself as Alexander Pierce, said a few words and turned away.

He always had a smile on his face and seemed to be a reliable guy who could easily win the favor of others.

"Clerical? It feels like you're better suited to be an agent. ”

Fury continued to lie back in his seat, muttering to himself.

"Army Club...... I don't know if I'll be able to participate. ”

……

……

"You've been in the car all day?"

When night fell, Luke stepped out of the Pentagon and got into the black car.

As S.H.I.E.L.D. expanded, so did the work he had to deal with.

The anti-aging agents of the "SSS Project" have been put on the agenda, and the Stark series of power armor that has begun to be manufactured, as well as the establishment of a mutant gene pool, and the drawing of genetic maps.

Recently, after bringing back several vampires as specimens, Trask has shifted his interest to the immortality gene and the self-healing gene.

All in all, the staff of S.H.I.E.L.D. is constantly expanding, and the operation of various research projects requires a large amount of investment.

The Pentagon generals, and the people on the budget committee, are beginning to find themselves unable to afford this gold-swallowing beast.

"This time I asked for money, but it didn't work very well."

Luke thought regretfully.

His sources of funding are mainly Skynet, which is jointly owned by Stark Industries, and government grants.

The profit of the former is not as exaggerated as imagined.

The communication technology of this era is too backward, and any artificial intelligence and Internet applications are only future scenarios that will appear in science fiction.

It is completely impossible to support S.H.I.E.L.D. simply by selling mobile phones and doing operating fees.

As for the Italian mafia that he brought to the North American continent, those guys have already gone to Las Vegas to open hotels and casinos.

Three months ago, I got my first legal casino license.

For the time being, it belongs to the investment stage, and if you want to recover the cost and make a lot of money, it is estimated that you will have to wait for a few more years.

Therefore, the most important angel investor of S.H.I.E.L.D. is still the government.

Only by picking up their wool can they fill the pockets of Lieutenant General Superman.

"Nope. I walked around, the Pentagon has banks, post offices and all kinds of shops, no worse than the super malls outside. ”

Fury grinned, his teeth looking extra white against the background of his dark complexion.

"Recommend a fast food restaurant near the post office, his burgers are quite good."

Luke glanced out the window at the night, dark clouds obscured the stars and moon, it was a good day for nocturnal creatures to come out to hunt.

"Director, are you going back to S.H.I.E.L.D., or are you going somewhere else?"

"Go to the metro area."

The corners of Luke's mouth curled slightly.

"Okay."

Fury said yes, but there was something strange in his heart.

Washington's metro area is an important transportation hub, with connecting highways and an extensive rail network.

Due to the convenient transportation and developed economy, many high-end hotels, speakeasies are opened there.

It's so late, and Director Cavill is going to stay in a hotel or a bar to have fun?

It's not like the other party's style!