"How did we lose?!"
On the top floor of S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters, a Black man slammed his palm on the table in fury.
Nick Fury's gleaming bald head was steaming like a freshly cooked egg. He had rushed back from the White House as fast as he could and was now sweating profusely from the heat.
Coulson was silent for a few seconds before saying, "It was my fault. I underestimated them."
Nick Fury took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. Then he asked again, "Coulson, you're the subordinate I value most. I know what you're like. You'd never underestimate the enemy. This isn't the time to worry about sparing a colleague's feelings. Tell me the truth."
Coulson had no choice. Nick Fury was too shrewd for him to hide anything from, so he had to explain exactly what had happened.
The location of the spatial passage provided by the AllSpark Company was very clear. Ever since that meeting, they had been monitoring the passage around the clock and sharing all their intelligence with S.H.I.E.L.D.
Coulson had Garrett organize a combat unit and prepare to attack the spatial passage. Things had gone smoothly at first, and a thousand elite troops were ready to deploy. In fact, these thousand were nearly the strongest force S.H.I.E.L.D. could field.
They were all rigorously trained agents, most of whom had experience fighting in wars around the world. They worked seamlessly together and were equipped with S.H.I.E.L.D.'s most advanced weapons. Send these thousand men somewhere like Iraq, and they could clear out every armed force in the entire country in no time.
But just as the unit was ready to deploy, Luo Xia suddenly made a suggestion.
"There's a human settlement near the spatial passage. If you're planning a frontal assault, I suggest