Facts have proved that Nick-Fury's driving skills are indeed good.
Washington D.C.'s morning rush hour usually causes congestion for nearly half an hour.
You can Fury hold the steering wheel with one hand, step on the accelerator, and drive all the way.
Accompanied by the roar of the engine, the car underneath the butt moves like a fish in water through the dense traffic.
"The technology is good."
After arriving at the Pentagon at an astonishing speed, Luke did not feel too many bumps along the way and expressed his affirmation of Fury's driving ability.
The latter's dark face showed a hint of pride.
When he was still studying, he often drove a shabby pickup truck to deliver goods to people.
Even in a bad traffic environment like Manhattan, it can drive smoothly.
"Lieutenant General Cahill..."
"You should call me Director."
Luke corrected the other party's name.
Many people like to call him by his military rank.
Probably the reason why War Hero's identity is much longer and more eye-catching than S.H.I.E.L.D.'s.
"Okay, Director Cahill."
Nick-Fury changed his words.
"I may have to stay at the Pentagon all day. If you have anything to do, you don't have to wait here. Just come back in the evening."
Luke The corner of his mouth curled up and he said lightly.
He prepared a good show and waited for the curtain to rise.
"Does Director Cahill need anything?"
Fury scratched his head. He didn't expect that being a driver would be so easy.
"The only thing you need to prepare is probably a good enough mental quality."
Luke's answer seems to be full of profound meaning.
The Nick-Fury standing in front of him is not the Nick Fury who will be full of secrets in the future and will never completely trust anyone.
The opponent has just stepped off the battlefield and has not experienced more battles, more dangers, and... more betrayals.
Therefore, Luke believes that it is necessary to give it some training.
First let the other person know what the world really looks like.
"Psychological quality..."
Watching Superman Lieutenant General's retreating back, Fury muttered.
He sat back in the car, turned on the radio, and listened quietly.
I have no intention of using my free time to do other things.
"There's always a feeling that something is going to happen today."
Fury Lower the back seat and lean on it in a more comfortable position.
"I hope it's just my imagination. I heard that the Pentagon's pie tastes very good. I'll try it later."
With relaxed thoughts, Nick-Fury closed his eyes.
Is there anything that can make people happier than catching fish at work?
After a few minutes.
Boom!
Before Fury's eyelids became heavy and he fell asleep, the sound of tapping on the car window woke him up.
"What's the matter?"
Fury rubbed his eyelids and maintained a good attitude.
Of course, he was also wary at the same time.
One hand opened the holster on his waist and held the unloaded gun.
The car window was lowered, and there was a man about his age standing outside.
"I'm really sorry, I thought you were Locke - I remember he was driving for Lieutenant General Cahill before."
The man saw Fury's face clearly and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. He seemed to be surprised and quickly explained.
"Locke? You mean that guy who always frowns and speaks strictly? He went to other positions, and now I am Director Cahill's full-time driver."
Fury After speaking, he raised his chest and raised his head, and his voice rose several degrees.
Just like the management of the S.H.I.E.L.D. personnel department, he thinks it is.
This is a popular job that's exciting to watch!
Anyone with a little common sense knows that Superman Lieutenant General's upward momentum is unstoppable, and its future prospects are even more unimaginable.
Who doesn't want to hug this thigh tightly and become the other party's loyal supporter?
For minions at the bottom of the power pyramid, their promotion sometimes does not depend on their personal ability, but on the future of their boss.
"Hahaha, what you say is really interesting. That guy Locke really likes to keep a straight face, as if everyone owes him money."
The young man couldn't help but laugh.
"Congratulations, my friend. That's a good job!"
Fury nodded in agreement.
For high-level politicians, being a driver is a special position.
The exact itinerary of each day, who I have met, where I have been, etc.
None of this information that needs to be kept secret can be hidden from the driver.
Therefore, a reliable confidant is required.
"Actually, it's not that good. Director Cahill is Superman, he can fly."
Fury then thought about it and complained, "In fact, Director, if you want to go somewhere or have something urgent, you don't need me at all."
"He moves on his own, much faster than me driving."
"Those generals don't want to see a Superman flying around. It will always remind them that Lieutenant General Cahill is not an ordinary person."
The young man introduced himself with twinkling eyes.
"Let me meet you. My name is Alexander-Pierce. I work as a clerk at the Pentagon."
"You can call me Fury, I am S.H.I.E.L.D.'s... driver."
Out of social etiquette, Fury also reported his identity.
"You are an interesting person, Fury. I hope we can meet again next time. Remember to bring a message to Locke for me and tell him that there will be an event at Army Club on Saturday."
The young man who claimed to be Alexander-Pierce said a simple word and turned to leave.
He always had a smile on his face and seemed like a reliable guy who easily won over others.
"Civilian job? I feel like you are more suitable to be an agent."
Fury continued to lie back on the seat and muttered to himself.
"Army Club... I don't know if I can participate."
"You've been in the car all day?"
When night fell, Luke walked out of the Pentagon and got into the black car.
As S.H.I.E.L.D. expands, he has more and more work to handle.
The anti-aging agent "SSS Project" has been put on the agenda, and the production of the Stark series Powered Armor has begun, as well as the establishment of the Mutants gene library and the drawing of a genetic map.
Recently, after bringing back several Vampires as specimens, Trask has shifted its interest to longevity genes and self-healing genes.
All in all, the number of staff under the name S.H.I.E.L.D. is constantly expanding, and the operation of each research project requires a large amount of investment.
The generals of the Pentagon and the gang of Budget Committee began to realize that they could no longer afford to feed this gold-swallowing beast.
"I'm not very successful in asking for money this time."
Luke thought regretfully.
His source of funds mainly comes from SkyNet Corporation, which shares shares with Stark Industries, as well as government funding.
The profit of the former is not as exaggerated as imagined.
The communication technology of this era is too backward. Artificial Intelligence and Internet applications are only future scenarios that appear in science fiction novels.
It is completely impossible to support S.H.I.E.L.D. simply by selling mobile phones and charging for operations.
As for Italy Mafia whom he brought to North America, those people have already gone to Las Vegas to open hotels and casinos.
Three months ago, we obtained our first legal casino license.
It is currently in the investment stage. If you want to recover the cost and make a lot of money, you will probably have to wait a few more years.
Therefore, the most important Angel investor in S.H.I.E.L.D. is the government.
Only by gathering their wool can Superman Lieutenant General's pockets be filled.
"No. I walked around and found that the Pentagon has banks, post offices and various shops, which are no worse than the supermarkets outside."
Fury grinned, his teeth looking particularly white against his dark complexion.
"I would recommend a fast food restaurant near the post office. Their burgers are pretty good."
Luke glanced at the night outside the window. Dark clouds obscured the stars and moon. It was a good day for nocturnal creatures to come out to hunt.
"Director, are you going back to S.H.I.E.L.D., or are you going somewhere else?"
"Go to the metropolitan area."
Luke The corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
"Okay."
Fury said yes, but felt a little strange in his heart.
The urban area of Washington is an important transportation hub, with highways connecting various places and a railway network extending in all directions.
Due to convenient transportation and developed economy, many high-end hotels and underground bars are opened there.
It's so late, Director Cahill still wants to stay in a hotel or have fun in a bar?
This doesn't look like the other person's style!