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This voice was unmistakable. Even Wardsky jumped up excitedly and didn't even bother to take a shower. She hurriedly said into the phone: "Wait a moment" and rushed out of the room.

She ran into the hall of the base, waved her cell phone to Coulson, and said excitedly: "Phil called Ward, he is still alive."

Simmons and Fitz were also in the hall at this time. Without the laboratory, they became a little idle and didn't know what to do. At this time, after hearing Skye's words, he immediately stood up excitedly.

Colson immediately answered the phone: "Ward, thank God, are you okay where you are now?"

Ward reported a place name, which was near the military base. They had stayed there for a while.

Ward snorted: "I'm in a good condition now, I'm just injured a little. Hydra's spies are everywhere here. I can't buy medicine, so I can only simply treat the wound. Sir, where are you now?"

Coulson reported an encrypted coordinate without hesitation, and then asked him: "Are you really okay? Are you sure you don't need me to send someone to pick you up?"

Although Ward was weak, he smiled easily: "Please believe in your subordinate, sr. He is as strong as you."

When Coulson hung up the phone, the weak expression on Ward's face suddenly disappeared and became very cold. Garrett walked out from behind him and said with emotion: "What an enviable team, with trust, friendship, and caring for each other. Wow, it must be hard to leave, isn't it?"

Seeing that Ward was silent, he continued, "We all have weaknesses. It's because of our nature, there's no logic, and we can't control everything. Don't worry, I will help you solve these weaknesses."

Ward saw him about to turn around and leave, and hesitated for a moment: "Wait a minute, Garrett, give me some time, I can get the information directly from them, I know what kind of people these are, if you want to get the information by force , I guarantee you won’t get anything.”

"Under Coulson, they were like that encrypted hard drive."

Garrett seemed to have expected that he would say this, and tilted his head with a smile: "Of course, if you can do it in an easy way without using force and without revealing your identity, then please do it."

"But you have to remember, I don't have much time. 24 hours. If it doesn't work, I will attack."

Ward gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement. Garrett asked with a smile: "So, have you made up the story yet?"

Ward answered him expressionlessly: "Of course, now we just need to make the story believable."

Garrett nodded: "This makes me feel like I have returned to the old days. Now my old arms and legs are rusty." As he spoke, he suddenly started punching and kicking Ward hard, and soon Ward His face was covered in blood and there were wounds everywhere.

Garrett shook off his sore hand, pulled out a sniper gun, and shot him in the shoulder. Ward let out a muffled groan in pain.

More than ten hours later, Ward arrived at the coordinates Coulson provided him. With all his wounds bandaged, he stood quietly behind a big rock, looking at the automatic defense n hidden in the snow in the distance, with mixed feelings in his heart.

He didn't know how he felt now. He had deceived Coulson and the others by fighting to the death in the base. This was just a move for him to break away from them. But Ward never thought that he would have to face them again so soon. them.

Yes, Ward is a Hydra too. But like Garrett, he is not because of any fanatical beliefs, nor does he have Garrett's ambition, he is just used to obeying.

He used to be just a timid child. In his family, his father and mother were obsessed with work and fame and fortune, and never cared about his brothers.

His brother is very good at disguising himself as a smart, obedient, and diligent student. But in fact, his heart was full of violence, and he always used brute force on Ward and his younger brother when his parents were not around.

At that time, Ward always gave in to his n. Even when he bullied his younger brother, he could only look out for him, hoping that he would bully him less.

This all changed when he was a teenager, when Garrett appeared at his side and recruited him to become a Hydra. But unlike others, he first entered the S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Academy as a trainee through Garrett and became a trainee agent.

In the days that followed, Garrett continued to train him and instill his ideas in him. He once thought that Garrett helped him find his true self, his true life.

Killing, deceiving, abandoning all emotions as long as the task is completed, isn't this the real Ward?

He was grateful to Garrett from the bottom of his heart, and considered himself to be a sharp knife in his hand that could eliminate all enemies for him.

When Coulson was recruiting the team, Garrett quickly discovered this old comrade who had returned from the dead. He immediately took a keen interest in the matter and assigned Ward to break into the team.

Due to Ward's outstanding performance, he was quickly pulled into the team by Coulson. From then on, every move of Coulson's team was in Garrett's hands.

But during his time on Colson's team, Ward gradually felt something different. For the first time, he felt that people were not just intrigues, but could also trust each other.

Each of them had what Garrett called "weaknesses," friends and family, but they were never intimidated by it.

They will take the initiative to share happiness and pain with you. They may quarrel because of different ideas or just trivial matters, but they can still devote their lives to each other.

There has never been a day in his life, even just one day, as relaxed and happy as these days. He has even regarded himself wholeheartedly as an ordinary S.H.I.E.L.D. agent under Coulson, forgetting his identity as Hydra. .

How could it be possible that he had forgotten his true self? Ward fell into deep panic for countless nights. So much so that when he saw Garrett at the military base, he immediately looked for an opportunity to break away from Colson's team. He was afraid that he would follow Colson out of here even if he hesitated even a little bit.

He stood here, his legs as heavy as lead. He didn't know how he could face these lovely people who trusted him without any flaws.

At this moment, he even wanted to run away immediately. Ward fiercely drove a pin into the gap between his fingers, and the severe pain made him wake up suddenly.

He dragged his injured body, staggered to the automatic defense n, raised his hands:

"I'm Grant Ward, Level 7 Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D."

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