S.H.I.E.L.D.
Unlike the president's joy, Nick Fury was feeling extremely oppressed right now.
He sat uneasily in his office chair, his heart pounding as if it were about to leap out of his chest.
He knew this feeling. Every time this panicked feeling appeared, it meant something major was definitely going to happen.
And he could confirm with one hundred percent certainty that this major event was definitely related to Umbrella Corporation.
He picked up the file on his desk again. It displayed Albert Wesker's personal history, and he kept flipping through it, carefully studying every sentence written there.
There was not much time left. He had to find Wesker's secret within the limited time he had!
Emotional value from Nick Fury +1981
Tat-tat-tat.
Seeing several military helicopters carrying the giant infant fly past from one side, the beautiful New York Times host immediately had the camera aimed over there.
"This is the New York Times. I'm your host, Amy. As we can see now, the military has already swiftly brought the giant infant under control and is taking him for a spin over New York?"
At the same time, the president was already dressed for the occasion. He stood on the White House lawn, surrounded by a large crowd of high-ranking officials supporting him, while camera flashes kept going off in front of his old face, leaving him overjoyed.
"Ahem."
Raising a hand to loosen the tie at his collar, the president put on an act and coughed twice, then addressed the assembled reporters.
"Tonight, let us make the United States great agai—"
BOOM—!!
A massive burst of white light suddenly lit up the night sky. Before the president could even get out the word "again," it was pitifully stuck in his throat.
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He opened his