“What should I do now?”

Since Thor Thor has successfully ascended to heaven with his men and went to his younger brother to argue, it can be said that there will be nothing happening in S.H.E.L. In fact, they can't interfere even if they want to.

So what we have to deal with now is the aftermath issue. Although as an experienced agent, Colson, the former top leader of the base, had already made plans, Evanson was the exclusive envoy personally assigned by the director. So regardless of whether he was sincere or not, he had to ask what he meant first, otherwise do you still have to organize the procedures?

And Colson also felt that although Evanson was powerful, he should have no experience in dealing with this situation, so in the end he still had to entrust this matter to himself.

"Well, let's deal with this big guy first." Evanson said to the Destroyer who was still in exile.

Colson and Melinda looked at each other, then looked at Evanson together. Boss, what should you do? You can get a charter? He is obviously under the influence of your spell, and his whole body is like a 3D projector. We probably can't even touch it. How to deal with it?

Also, don’t say you can unlock spells or something. Don’t forget that the person who holds the hammer has ascended to heaven. If this thing starts to make a fuss now, we can’t control him even if we are eighty.

"Press up a bracket, take a black cloth to cover him up." Evanson gave his opinion. As for why he had to support a bracket first, the cloth would pass directly from the translucent Destroyer, mountain cannon.

Colson thought about it and found that only covering things of this level with cloth seemed to be a bit hasty, but there seemed to be no better way at the moment, so he did as he did.

This was not a complicated project, so it was done in three to five minutes. First, insert two clothes drying racks next to the Destroyer, put them on the big black cloth, fix them, and live together. Now it looks like a temporary toilet, who would have thought that there was an Asgardian unique True God Blessing Component inside.

"Escape now." Evanson said after all this was done, "You will organize it below, Agent Colson."

"Yes, sir." Colson nodded, the arrangement was the same as he expected.

"I have another requirement." Just like no matter whether it is an insider or an outsider, the leaders will always give some guidance, Evanson also has his own requirement "Escape all before dark."

Colson looked at his watch and it was two o'clock in the afternoon. Then he looked at the huge base and thought to himself, I have three words to say.

Can this be done in four hours? You wouldn't say that we are all gone, and then you apply for Air Force support to flatten the place, right?

As if he saw Colson's embarrassment, Evanson said, "You don't have to worry about construction facilities and other things. I'll stay here. You can come back and demolish it. But..." Evanson said in an unquestionable tone. "You must evacuate all those who don't leave before dark."

"Abide by the order, Mr. Envoy," Melinda answered first before Colson could speak, and at the same time signaled Colson with his eyes, and did not need to say much, obey the order.

You should know that Evanson's approach is very incompatible with the S.H.E.L.D. regulations, but Melinda suddenly brought up the title of a sanctioned envoy at this time, which was obviously implying that Nick Fury would agree to this matter.

When she thought of Nick Fury's hierarchical management methods, Colson naturally thought that Evanson must have been responsible for other secret tasks. So she hesitated and replied, "Okay, sir, please ensure that the task is completed."

"By the way, leave her behind." At this time, Evanson picked her chin towards the unconscious Sif.

Colson's eyes suddenly became abnormal when he looked at Evanson. Although Sif cannot be considered a stunning beauty, she is still very attractive and still in a coma in a handsome military uniform. Evanson is another man who has been proven to be normal. Haha, what do you want to do with this lonely man and a widow?

I tell you, you can't do anything randomly. Her identity is not ordinary. Although she is not as legendary in mythology, she is the wife of Thor Thor, but she is also a general under her command. Maybe she will be the chief minister of Long in the future.

If you do something nonsense, it will cause serious interstellar diplomatic disputes. There will be no such thing as three years of profits at that time. It will definitely be the beginning of the death penalty.

Evanson really couldn't stand Colson's look at the scumbag, so he said helplessly, "For the mission~"

"Uh... OK." Colson threw those messy thoughts out of his mind, but after agreeing, he still signaled with his eyes: You have to hold on.

If you don’t have equipment and don’t do demolition and just run away, it won’t take four hours at all. It will be cleaned up soon.

The US military evacuated a little slower than them. Although they had to take care of the wounded, although they had to collect corpses, and were very dissatisfied with this practice of chasing the chef after eating, they did not dare to fight with S.H.E.L. If these mysterious guys throw a pair of shoes that are not ineffective and missed military opportunities, would you not wear them?

I don't know the ceiling... Well, Sif, who woke up in a room in the evening, didn't pay attention to the ceiling or something, but turned off the bed with a carp. Her last memory was still at the time of fighting the Destroyer, so she was still very nervous.

"Awaken?" A business suddenly rang out. Sif subconsciously touched his waist, but found that his big sword was not there, but was placed aside.

She looked at the door and found a man standing there with a box of things. She frowned and vaguely remembered that the man seemed to be the boss of the base, and Thor's side, so she relaxed.

"How is the battle?" Although she had already made some judgments about the quiet outside, she still couldn't help asking.

"It's over." Evanson put the things in his hand on the table. It was a box of beer. He only dared to drink this with the Asgardians. If he drinks strong alcohol, he would probably spit out his intestines. "Thor has recovered his strength and went back to Asgard to settle the score with Loki. You were still in a coma at that time, so for your own good, he did not take you back."

"Am I a drag?" Sif's eyes darkened. She did not blame Thor for leaving her. She also understood that if Thor brought her with her at that time, she would only become a trouble. She just felt deeply disappointed that she could not fight side by side with her lord and the people she longed for.

"By the way..." At this time, Shif suddenly thought of something. "Do you know who threw the green meteorite that knocked me out?" She pinched her fist and said with a grin, "I want to thank him well." It seemed that she transferred all the resentment of not being able to fight side by side with Thor to the person who knocked her out.

Evanson's face was not changed and his temper did not grow, and he answered openly, "No, I don't know at all."

"Really?" Xifuhu said suspiciously.

"Really," Evanson said with a beer in one go, "Let's have a drink, just to celebrate Thor's regaining his strength."
Chapter completed!