Facing Fury, who acted like an overbearing CEO, Rose narrowed his eyes in the cold rain.
Water streamed down his face, and the little boat's engine was still roaring. He truly envied the people of S.H.I.E.L.D.
The military unit he belonged to could be considered a special department, but it still had military regulations and its own procedures.
S.H.I.E.L.D., on the other hand, seemed to have no rules. Those agents flew around every day, flashing their credentials and interfering whenever they saw something interesting. Since their IDs said either CIA or FBI, even if they failed, someone else would take the blame.
But what was the use of envy? That was the SSR, the Logistics Directorate, and S.H.I.E.L.D.—something so many people had spent half a century building. His own special unit still needed much more accumulation.
"Hulk is ours." Rose wiped his beard hard. "He is military property. We must retrieve him."
"Dad?" Betty looked pleadingly at him. Hearing her father call Banner property, she worried that he would be dissected.
There was still no expression on Fury's dark face. He turned, leaped onto the spacecraft, grabbed the edge of the hatch, and pulled himself into the rear cabin.
"Deal."
Yes, Egghead no longer cared much about Gamma Radiation experiments. After witnessing Cosmic Energy on Carol's homeworld, he had realized that kind of energy was far more powerful and advanced.
The military wanted Hulk, while he wanted Red Skull's corpse. The deal was made. At least for this operation, the military was an ally.
Fury had Super Soldiers like Steve and Black Widow, along with four top agents—Melinda, Coulson, himself, and Peggy—plus a Skrull space fighter. It could be said that they represented an elite force with high combat power.
Rose, meanwhile, had no shortage of regular soldiers, enough to