Marvel's Joker Game

Unsurprisingly, Alexander Pierce's death caused quite a stir.

As a senior official of SHIELD and the former director of SHIELD, neither the government nor Director Fury can tolerate such a bad incident.

In particular, the secretary-general was assassinated in his dormitory with a sniper rifle, which made the top government officials very worried about their safety.

That morning, Director Fury urgently convened a meeting with all middle-level and high-level managers, and issued a strict order to track down the murderer at all costs. Once the person behind the scenes is found, no matter who it is, he will be hunted down worldwide and will not stop until the end.

After the meeting, Fury asked Roger to stay alone to talk.

"Do you know why I called you here?" Fury leaned on the desk with his hands and looked at him deeply.

Roger said solemnly: "Sir, please rest assured, I will do my best to hunt down the murderer and avenge the Secretary-General."

Fury chuckled and motioned for him to sit down and talk.

"Sitwell and Pierce were assassinated one after another. They are the backbone of SHIELD. This is no longer something ordinary forces can do. I suspect that the forces behind it are targeting our SHIELD and want to The attack will weaken our strength. However, this is not what I am most worried about at the moment. In our line of work, life and death are at stake. Maybe I, the director, will be killed next. For the future of S.H.I.E.L.D., I have carefully considered it. We have decided to promote you as a candidate for secretary-general, so you must be mentally prepared accordingly."

"I'm afraid this is not appropriate, given my qualifications." Roger secretly chuckled and expressed his worries at the same time.

Fury smiled and said: "Qualification is not a problem. You are indeed younger, but SHIELD cannot lack a backbone like you. There is no need for the government to worry. With the alliance concluded between you and Asgard, I believe that The old guy should know your importance. Apart from you, Roger, no one can replace you. You are irreplaceable in this regard, and you don’t have to be humble or decline."

Roger smiled and nodded: "That subordinate would be disrespectful."

Three days later, Roger attended Pierce's funeral wearing a black dress. As a candidate for the next secretary-general, he comforted Pierce's family and delivered this eulogy:

"Survival or death, this is not a question. At least for every agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., they are dedicated and dedicated to their duties, and contribute their own strength to maintain the security and stability of the country. They are unknown, but they are They are both small and great in sacrificing their lives for righteousness, and Mr. Secretary-General is undoubtedly the most respectable example among them. I still remember the day he first recruited me into the office, he said to me, Roger , I have a task for you. Oh my god, what an approachable old man, he doesn’t have any pretensions to being a commander at all. This is my first impression."

"May Mr. Secretary-General be happy and peaceful in heaven"

After the eulogy ended, there was a round of applause. Some female logistics agents shed tears of emotion, and some new agents came forward excitedly to shake hands and chat with Roger to express their respect.

In short, Roger successfully established a good image as a commander.

Another week later, the government issued a formal appointment document, and Roger was appointed at the last moment and moved into Pierce's office.

He did not attract any hatred or envy, and many S.H.I.E.L.D. officials even expressed kind congratulations to him.

Because everyone knows that sitting in this position will face the risk of being assassinated.

There are no absolute benefits in this world, and returns are often directly proportional to risks

After Roger was promoted to secretary-general, the position of field director became vacant. Fury asked for his opinion. Roger thought about it and recommended Natasha.

"Natasha won't be able to pass the background check if she can't do it." Fury shook his head, saying he was helpless.

Natasha was originally a Red Room agent from the former Soviet Union. She and the United States were once hostile forces, and the government would not agree to this appointment.

"Apart from Natasha, Agent Barton's ability and qualifications are enough to do the job." Roger paused briefly and named the second candidate.

Fury nodded and said: "Barton is indeed fine, but that kid may not be willing to take over."

Roger knew what he said.

Fury must have known about Barton's marriage, otherwise he wouldn't have said that.

Roger even speculated whether Barton's wife might be Fury's spy.

"I'll go talk to Barton, hoping to convince him." Roger suggested.

Fury nodded and said, "Okay, if it doesn't work, I'll arrange for someone else."

After Roger left Fury's office, he went directly to Barton and said directly: "Fury wants you to take over my position, are you interested?"

Hawkeye played with a saber in his hand, shrugged and said: "Spare me, I plan to retire in two years, you'd better ask Fury to find someone else, SHIELD has many talents, and I'm not missing one." "

Roger was puzzled: "But I have promised the director that I can definitely convince you. Give me some face. Don't you still have to work for two more years? Then you will be the field supervisor for two years. After two years, you will retire." No one will be in trouble”

Hawkeye smiled, weighed the saber, and said with a smile: "I won't accept this trick. You want to convince me, unless you can beat me on this thing."

After saying that, he exerted force on his wrist and threw the saber, accurately hitting the bullseye hanging on the wall opposite.

Roger sneered: "You are confident that no one can win you."

Hawkeye shook his head and said: "It's not confidence, it's the fact that I joined the circus at the age of seven and performed at least ten thousand times. I have never failed in throwing knives."

"Okay, I'll compete with you."

Roger flipped his wrist, and three clown flying knives appeared in his right hand. He looked at Hawkeye and said: "How do you compare? Let's draw a line."

Hawkeye's sharp gaze fell on the target in front of him, and he became excited.

He had heard from Natasha that Roger had a miraculous knife-throwing skill, and Hawkeye had long wanted to learn it.

As a genius and expert in the field of shooters, what worries him most is that there are no opponents of the same level.

"When I see the saber on the bull's-eye, we each shoot the knife. Let's see who can shoot the flying knife to the end of the wooden handle of the saber first."

"Okay." Roger agreed readily. At the same time, with a quick flick of his wrist, he released a flying knife.

Almost at the same moment, Hawkeye also shot a knife

bass

a crisp sound

Hawkeye's knife hit Roger's knife, and the two knives fell at the same time before they were close to the target.

The rules do not limit the time and order of actions. They only focus on the results, regardless of the process.

Roger smiled slightly and was not upset. The moment the first knife failed, two more flying knives fell out of his hands.

Hawkeye naturally wouldn't let him succeed easily, and immediately shot three knives

Shoot out two of Roger's knives, and the remaining one is right at the bull's-eye.

There was another sound, and Roger struck out with a knife, knocking off Hawkeye's knife.

In the battle between masters, winning or losing is just a matter of millimeters.

Roger held a clown throwing knife again and smiled at Hawkeye: "You can't stop this knife."

"Then try it." Hawkeye also took out a knife and aimed it forward.

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Roger's fourth knife flew out, and Hawkeye used the same technique to shoot it down.

But at the moment of Hawkeye's attack, Roger took out his knife again and shot at Hawkeye's knife. Not to be outdone, Hawkeye stabbed Roger's fifth knife again.

In just a short moment, the two of them moved like the wind, and afterimages continued, and only a dense sound of metal clashing could be heard in the air.

After the lingering sound, the two knives connected head to tail on the bullseye trembled slightly.

It was Roger's flying knife that hit the tip of the saber.

"It's a great skill, but it's a pity that I don't have a knife anymore," Hawkeye lamented and praised at the same time.

Roger smiled and said: "I don't care if you have a sword or not. If you lose, just take office for me and don't regret it."

With such rules of the game, he certainly couldn't lose. Roger's clown flying knives could fly back automatically, so there was no need to pick them up by himself. Hawkeye also lost because of the number of flying knives he carried.

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