The division of responsibilities within S.H.I.E.L.D. was very clear, and the broadcasting station personnel were non-combatants.
As the Helicarrier lifted off, their work was no different from usual.
A burst of piercing static suddenly sounded in their headsets, making everyone instinctively curl up.
"I'll go take a look..."
A skinny young man opened the door, only to find himself staring down the barrel of a gun.
Looking up, he saw his idol, Captain America—Steve Rogers—standing before him in a vintage-style uniform.
"Please step aside."
His tone was polite and calm.
The young man perked up, raised both hands high, and cooperatively made way.
"Thank you."
Steve had not expected the operation to infiltrate the broadcasting station to go so smoothly. He thanked the young man who had opened the door and headed straight for the broadcast equipment.
Watching his idol's back from so close, the young man felt inexplicably excited.
"They all say Captain Rogers is a traitor. Bullshit! If even Captain America has betrayed us, then what are we supposed to believe in?"
Quite a few people worked at the broadcasting station, and they all basically felt the same way as the young man.
They were not frontline combat personnel, but they were not blind.
Whenever they had passed Captain Rogers in the halls before, he had always greeted them warmly.
Knowing Steve's history, there was no way they could believe that he had become a traitor.
There had to be some reason behind this.
So when Captain Rogers and Agent Hill appeared here at the same time, not a single person resisted.
Everyone quietly watched Captain Rogers act, silently hoping for a major reversal.
Meanwhile, as an outstanding spy, disguise and infiltration were among Black Widow Natasha's greatest strengths.
Congressman Gilmour, who was quietly listening to Pierce's speech