Marvel turns into Iron Man

452 Chapter 450 The Truth of Sam Wilson

"I owe you my life, Rogers—"

"this is nothing."

In the face of Natasha's thanks, Rogers just nodded lightly and dismissed the topic.

"...if the two of us are reversed, I'll save your life if needed."

"Tell me the truth... would you trust me to save you?"

It's a pity that Natasha doesn't seem to intend to end such an emotional topic.

"If it's now, I'd like to believe that, you know, I won't lie."

Rogers stared into Natasha's eyes, and said vowedly.

"You look very happy, although it doesn't make sense that you almost died."

After hearing his words, Natasha finally showed a smile on her face.

"Well... at least we know who our opponent is, don't we?"

Hearing her words, Rogers also showed a smile on his face, leaning back in the chair and shrugging slightly.

"I made some breakfast, do you two want to come out and have something to eat?"

Before he finished speaking, Sam suddenly appeared from outside the door, knocked on the door frame and said.

Since there was food, the two of them naturally refused to let themselves go hungry anymore.

As a result, the place of discussion was changed from the bedroom next to the bathroom to the kitchen in Sam's house.

"There are quite a few people in the Bureau who can order missile attacks, but they all have to be confirmed by multiple parties before they are allowed to act."

"Then who has the right to launch missiles without permission?"

Natasha took a bite of the sandwich and put it back on the plate in her hand, but she was still talking.

"Pierce—"

Rogers sat on the sofa, but his eyes fell into the distance, looking at the scenery outside through the gap in the blinds.

"Oh, he's the highest ranking leader in the most secure building in the world."

After hearing his words, Natasha shook her head helplessly.

"He's not the only one, remember, the Zola algorithm appeared on the Star of Lemuria."

Rogers shook his head slightly, turned his gaze to Natasha's face leaning against the cabinet, and spoke out the thoughts in his mind.

In fact, what he said was not wrong. If there were no people on the boat, how could the Zola algorithm appear there.

And Natasha quickly guessed the meaning contained in Rogers' words, and after thinking about it carefully, she thought of a very suspicious guy.

How could Jasper Sitwell, a director of the administration department, appear there suddenly.

"Then, the question now is—how will the two wanted criminals kidnap senior officials of S.H.I.E.L.D. in broad daylight."

"You don't need to be so distressed, this matter can be left to me."

Sam, who had been standing and listening, finally spoke, and when he spoke, he really scared Rogers on the side.

As Sam said, he took out two documents from behind him and threw them on the dining table in front of them.

"Why don't you open it and have a look?"

"So, this is Bakamara, and your team did the so-called Khaled Hatio mission?"

Natasha reached out and picked up the document on it, opened it and looked at it, but frowned and asked.

"You didn't tell me he was an Airborne Rescue?"

As she spoke, she turned to look at Rogers beside her, with a puzzled look on her face.

Rogers took the document in Natasha's hand, and naturally saw the photo on the document.

Sam Wilson in full armor was followed by another person, standing at an unknown location.

"Is this the Riley you mentioned to me?"

"Yes."

Sam nodded, confirming Rogers' statement.

"I heard that because of the RPG, there is no way to send armed helicopters. Are you using invisible parachutes?"

"No, we're using this—"

Facing Natasha's questioning, Sam moved closer and handed another document to the two for browsing.

"I thought you told me you were a paratrooper?"

"I never said that."

Looking at the somewhat familiar equipment on the document, Rogers raised his head, looked at his new friend and said with a wry smile.

Sam shook his head slightly, but there was a smirk on his face.

"I can't ask you to do this, you have reason to refuse."

"Hey man, Captain America invited me, that's the best reason for me to come back."

Rogers was indeed a very good friend, Sam had confirmed it, and understood it very well.

But this time, facing an inevitable thrilling adventure, this veteran who was unwilling to retire really did not want to end like this.

"...Where can we get something like this?"

"The last one is at Fort Meade, Maryland, with three gates and a twelve-inch thick steel wall."

When talking about Fort Meade, Sam showed a rather embarrassed smile on his face.

Fort Meade is a place name in Maryland, which is home to the headquarters of the National Security Agency (NSA), the largest intelligence agency in the United States.

It can be said that this is one of the intelligence agencies with the highest level of secrecy in the United States, and their main task is to monitor the Internet.

Therefore, a group of top computer and information technology talents in the world has been networked, and it is also equipped with the world's most advanced electronic computer matrix.

Many high-tech technical products come out of these places with technology, and Sam Wilson's equipment is no exception.

Although his team was disbanded after the war and the equipment was confiscated, some remained in the secure facilities of the headquarters.

"Honestly—that kind of thing isn't a big deal."

Glancing at Natasha beside her, especially her disdainful expression, Rogers also had a smile on his face.

Even the top intelligence agency in the world, how could it stop the joint cultivation of the Soviet Union and the United States.

What about the more technical Miss Professional Spy - Agent Natasha Romanoff.

On the other side, at SHIELD headquarters, Agent Jasper Sitwell also received a very important mission at this time.

Because of several recent large-scale activities, S.H.I.E.L.D. has been targeted by some people in the national government.

Minister Alexander Pierce had to send his cronies, that is, Sitwell, to get in touch with some of Hydra's people in the government.

It's the kind of connection that ordinary people imagine-or making sure that the other party is still sincere to Hydra.

But at this time, Sitwell, who was preparing for the order and going to meet a member of the Senate, still didn't expect it.

Someone has already set his mind on himself, and plans to kidnap him early tomorrow morning.

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Poor Sitwell, he still doesn't know what's in store for him