Marvel's Director of Time and Space Administration

The Arctic Ocean, somewhere on the ice sheet.

"Colson, are you sure this is here?"

"I'm sure if his shield looks like this."

"Okay, let's start." Natasha began to direct her men to dig.

Another part of the ice sheet at this time.

Two people wearing Spartan mechas (the same type as Master Chief) are walking.

The howling cold wind of the Arctic Ocean seemed not to have any impact on them, and the two of them felt as relaxed as taking a walk in their own backyard.

"Frank, what is this mission?"

"It seems that we are being asked to bring back a new employee from the future, and the director intends to make him another commander."

"Really? Who is so powerful?"

"I don't know, but the director told me to bring him back with him and his shield. I vaguely guessed who it was. No, it shouldn't be possible. After so many years, he can't still be alive."

"Who is it? Could it be..."

"Yes, I guessed it might be Captain America Steve Rogers, but it's unlikely, after all, it's been so many years since World War II."

"If you want to know if it's him, just go and see. Speed ​​up to avoid being robbed by the Shield Bureau."

"Ok."

On the snow, two figures who were walking suddenly started running extremely fast.

On the other side, at the SHIELD salvage base, Coulson was chatting excitedly with Natasha.

"Wow, I really can't imagine how I will express my feelings when I really see him."

"Haha, Colson, you don't need to express it, because he is still in the ice and can't hear what you said." Natasha stabbed him appropriately.

Coulson disagreed, still excited.

"I'm about to meet my idol. I really can't believe it."

At this moment, with the last excavation, the square-shaped ice cube had been pulled up, and Steve could be seen sleeping peacefully inside through the transparent ice cube.

But there was a slight frown between his eyebrows, maybe because he was worried about whether the battle would go smoothly after leaving.

"Who's there? Put your hands up and cover your head. Or we'll shoot!"

Patrolling agents outside the base spotted two figures speeding towards them.

Seeing that the threat could not stop him, several agents opened fire.

However, the densely packed bullets, including RG and armor-piercing bullets, can easily destroy the firepower of a tank, but cannot penetrate its armor.

The clanking sound of metal indicates that the bullet has been bounced away by the mecha.

Finally, two mechas approached, and a black mecha on the left pulled out an energy rifle and adjusted it to the stun mode, knocking out the surrounding agents in a few hits.

Frank and Frank hit the inner circle smoothly and finally stopped.

"Stop, who are you? What's the purpose of coming here?" Colson asked nervously.

It's puzzling that two people with such strength had the opportunity to kill everyone here, but they stayed. After all, Coulson doesn't think they don't kill people like Batman.

Yes, from the ups and downs of the downed agent's breathing on the ground, it can be seen that he was just knocked unconscious.

"We are agents of STA. Our purpose is to bring back our new employees. Please don't disturb us."

"sta? What is that?" Colson was dumbfounded. He thought about many possibilities, such as CIA , CIA, FBI, even the Chaoyang Masses and other enemy organizations, but he did not expect that it was sta that he had never heard of.

"Which country do you belong to?"

"We belong to all mankind." Frank replied pretentiously.

Later, everyone present including Coulson and Natasha were knocked unconscious, and Frank summoned the intraplanetary aircraft provided by the Bureau (hereinafter collectively referred to as the aircraft, although strictly speaking it is not an aircraft.), and took Steve away together. go back.

A month later, Steve woke up in the nutrition warehouse.

After detecting that the person was awake, Fox decisively informed Ning Zhiyuan and opened the hatch.

Steve woke up from a coma, opened his eyes, and saw an unfamiliar place and an unfamiliar ceiling.

Subconsciously on guard, his consciousness still lingered on when he broke into the Hydra base alone during World War II.

He was about to find a convenient shield and rush out, but suddenly he found his original shield hanging on the wall next to him.

He took the shield and was about to go out. At this moment, the door opened automatically, which made Steve alert and put on a defensive posture.

As soon as Ning Zhiyuan walked in, he saw a shield hit his head. He casually supported the shield and pushed Steve with his other hand.

Steve only felt that the edge of his shield was being grasped by the opponent. He felt a huge force coming from his abdomen, and he flew backwards and hit the wall.

"Calm down? Can you stop and listen to me?"

"What do you want to say?" Even though he couldn't defeat the opponent, Steve still picked up the shield and continued to defend.

"This is America. World War II was won, Captain America."

"what?"

"You have been in a coma for at least seventy years."

"Where is this?" Captain America asked.

"This is STA, the full name of the Space-Time Management Bureau, the Space-Time Management Bureau founded by me."

"Okay, I guess you can't calm down even if I'm here. Let's go first. If you have anything to ask, you can ask Foss directly. She is the housekeeper here." After saying that, Ning Zhiyuan walked out and asked Shi Tiff opened the eighth-level file permissions, which is second only to his ninth level.