S.H.I.E.L.D., space carrier.

Tall glass windows let in the sunlight and cast a soft glow on the silver console and projection screen. The agents on the podium, dressed in black uniforms, focused on the various controllers and computers, their movements exuding urgency and determination.

However, despite the sturdiness of the command center, its exterior walls made of highly resistant high-density alloys, and even parts of its structure made of vibranium, which can be scraped off by ordinary missiles, it does not provide any sense of security.

Every agent knows that the threat they face is unimaginably terrifying. The zombie epidemic is raging, and the superheroes are infected one by one and become crazy monsters.

Holograms are displayed on the command center's projection screens, showing horrific images of superheroes infected as zombies.

The heroes who were once glorious and dazzling are now twisted and deformed, with only madness and longing in their eyes. In their holographic figures, Hawkeye shoots civilians as prey, and Captain America gulps on bloody pieces of flesh, tearing people in half with his bare hands as he rises.

And Luke Cage directly relied on his brute strength and invulnerability skin to rush directly into the police station, dyeing every window of the building red in the midst of a gunshot.

Inside the entire hall, in addition to the noise of the office, there were a few occasional sobs, and no one dared to imagine whether their family members staying on the ground would survive this crisis.

In the moment of silence in the command center, a sudden and powerful footsteps were heard, breaking the silence. Fury led a large group of people and walked into the command center with firm steps.

Among them were Na Colson, Hill and others, all of whom silently followed behind the director, their faces very heavy.

Fury stopped in front of the podium and looked around, his only remaining eye shooting a gaze as sharp as an eagle, sweeping over everyone.

Then, his voice sounded calmly and firmly: "The current situation is very serious, and I think everyone here already knows that an unknown virus is spreading, and all those who are infected have been transformed into zombies without exception. ”

Speaking of this, he paused, and then said slowly: "Yes, as far as you can think of in your hearts, they are those monsters that appear in the movies and make it their mission to devour people's flesh and blood, and what's worse is that those superpowers are still able to retain their intelligence after being infected. ”

"That maybe...... Will we be able to convince them to stop cannibalism? Belch... Like convincing some of the Skrulls to surrender to us in the first place? ”

As soon as these words came out, the people around immediately cast accusatory glances at the agent who spoke, and the director has not finished speaking, what are you interjecting?

The agent who spoke was aware of this, and his neck shrunk without daring to squeak again.

Fury waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care about this little thing, and said in a low voice: "At present, the chances of success of this method are very small, and even Steve, who has the strongest spirit and a good heart, has not been able to defeat that virus......"

Speaking of this, everyone is saddened, every crisis that has brought humanity to the point of critical survival in the past will be properly resolved, and this is absolutely indispensable to the presence of the American colonel as the soul of the team.

No matter how many times he was knocked down, he could get up again, be knocked down again, and get up again, like a stubborn rock...... Until the day of victory.

But who would have thought that this time, he would be the first to fall.

Fury looked at the determined gazes of the many agents, took a deep breath, and continued, "We face a tough battle, but it is in the darkest moments that we can show true bravery and determination. We are S.H.I.E.L.D., and we are humanity's last line of defense! ”

His one-eyed scanned all the agents present, and his voice was full of power: "We have witnessed the great feats of superheroes, and they are our role models. Now, it's time for us to harness the power of mortals. We want to prove to them that we have the same courage and determination! ”

He raised his right hand and pointed to the strategic map on the wall of the command center: "Every Kun fighter that takes off represents our hope and determination, and every person who is still alive is our fighter." ”

"We've got the Fantastic Four, we've got the X-Men, we've got Thor! We will unite and defeat those monsters! ”

"We want to protect humanity, and we will never give up on the world we love!"

The atmosphere of silence as a tomb permeated the command center, and everyone felt the indescribable depression and helplessness. However, in the midst of this dead silence, a sudden applause rang out, crisp and powerful.

The applause spread through the air like a spark ignited. One agent stood up and applauded, followed by another, then a third, a fourth, and soon the crowd applauded and shouted "Good!" ”

Their eyes were moist, and hot tears poured into their eyes.

In the midst of the applause, the agents wiped away their tears and returned to their work. With hope in their hearts and confidence in the future, everyone is once again committed to their mission.

The command center was busy again, and everyone was fully motivated to put themselves to their posts.

Watching the atmosphere change and sweep away the decadent command center, Fury nodded.

In the face of this apocalyptic crisis, morale is even more important, and a group of dejected mourning soldiers can do nothing.

With a wave of his hand, a curtain of light rose and enveloped him, Agent Hill, and Colson, leaving only a vague figure and no sound to be heard.

Fury didn't say anything as they looked at each other expectantly, and he walked over to his desk and sat down, his back to the two agents and was silent, his fingers digging into his brown hair, not knowing what he was thinking.

Yes, in the comic universe, Fury's appearance is mostly a middle-aged white man with brown hair, not the black boiled egg in the movie, but they all have one thing in common, which is that they are one-eyed and wear a black leather blindfold.

Oh, and there's another thing, compared to Fury, the self-proclaimed guardian of humanity in the comics, the bald head in the MCU can be described as a docile little sheep.

After a long time, he turned his chair and looked at the two people in front of him, and said word by word:

"I'm already planning to give up New York, and the world."