Stand User in Marvel Universe

New Mexico, the city of Old Bridge, situated close to the desert, today welcomes a new celebration.

All the men and women who lived around them, or strong women, rushed 50 miles west into the desert, where there was a large pit, perhaps a meteorite, maybe a satellite falling from the sky, with a silver hammer in it.

The new celebration starts around this hammer, and the rules are very simple: whoever can pull it out can take it home, and maybe sell it for a good price.

Unfortunately, however, the hard-won celebration lasted only about half a day, as some guys claiming to be federal agents took over, expelled everyone under the pretext of radiation and built temporary bases around that crater.

Coulson, who had not waited for his vacation, was the manager of this temporary base, and a great deal of scientific equipment and researchers were urgently transferred to investigate this magical hammer, but there was no progress until late at night, and it was raining.

“What do you say? Is there anything of value in it? ”

Coulson pointed out that during the day he took from a girl... no, the equipment he borrowed and the information asked.

“Most of them are very common weather data, and some outdated pop songs, about thirty... but we still found some strange images.” A scientist said.

“I hope you're not referring to 'weird’ things that some adults can only download and watch. ”

Coulson came over and the researcher clicked on it immediately.

That was last night's video of the "aurora", and it was obvious that the shooter was recording in a fast moving car, and the scene was very turbulent, and I couldn't see anything.

But when the video was finished, the frame-by-frame capture of the infrared image was presented in pictures, Coulson raised his eyebrows and revealed an unexpected look.

“Is this... like a person?” He dared not ask with certainty.

“It could also be something else, with that energy we detected yesterday, that any life would be torn within 0.00001 seconds, perhaps just a strangely shaped meteorite. ”

“Well, check everything again, make sure you make a backup. ”

Just after Coulson just finished another reminder, the comms went off!

“Reporting sir, intruders have now passed the most peripheral defenses, please instruct. ”

“Information describing the intruder. ”

“Male, about thirty years old, fit, mastery of martial arts, suspected of being professionally trained, has defeated ten agents with bare hands, has not yet been found carrying any weapons on the intruder, the other party should be targeting the hammer inside the temporary base...”

After listening to the report, Coulson stunned, "Report the number of intruders? ”

“There's only one! ”

How dare a man come in here alone and not carry any weapons? Is this underestimating them, or is it just plain stupid?

Coulson suddenly felt a little weird about it, and for some reason, the picture he just saw always bothered him.

He immediately gave the order: "Ground forces are on standby for the time being and all guards are not allowed to use any lethal weapons. ”

And then, thinking about it, he said to the transmitter, “Barton, are you still out there? See the intruder? ”

“The intruder is in range, but Coulson, you'd better come out and see for yourself. This guy is definitely not human. ”

Ignoring the rainwater flush outside, Patton, who occupies the high point of Eagle Eye, now points the special bow and arrow in his hand towards the intruder who is about to break through all security personnel into the pit.

Watching a trained agent get beaten up by a man, even he has to look up.

“I'll give you the order later. ”

Coulson, who didn't think the intruder could turn any wind, ran away and watched as the intruder knocked down one S.H.I.E.L.D. agent after another, then stepped into the pit and stood in front of the hammer with great excitement.

“Last chance, sir.” Barton pulled open the compound bow on his hand and said calmly.

“Wait, I want to see what this guy's up to. ”

A lot of rain falls, whether it's the intruder or Coulson standing on top or Barton outside getting ready to attack, all wet, but nobody cares about that right now.

Just as Coulson looked forward to, the intruder grabbed the hammer and pulled it out!

Didn't pull it?

The intruder looked very surprised, and this time he used his hands and gave him the strength to eat milk, yet the hammer remained still.

Coulson's expectations gradually turned into disappointment, and the intruder fell to his knees after roaring into the sky, looking heartbroken.

“All right, show's over, ground troop action! ”

When Coulson, sighing, immediately gave the order to capture the intruder by ground forces already on standby, Barton silently concealed his weapon and turned away.

A few minutes later, the extremely rugged intruder was tied to a chair and Coulson began routinely questioning him.

“You know, you let my people, the most professionally trained agents in the world, be like a bunch of supermarket guards with the minimum wage, and it hurts. ”

“Now tell me, who are you? Who hired you? ”

Faced with Coulson's questioning, the intruder didn't even lift his head like he didn't hear anything.

And that's when an agent walked in and said, "Sir, someone's coming. ”

“His name is Donald Black? ”

“Dr. Donald Black.” Dr. Selvig, who tried to salvage the intruder, stressed rigidly.

Coulson turned around and looked at the warning computer, which showed a red font for 'information forgery’.

That makes him speechless. What the hell are these people doing? You think this little trick is gonna get us out of here?

But maybe push the boat?

But somehow, intuitively, tell him what the intruder who was able to fight had to do with that strange picture.

“Unfortunately, Dr. Selvig, your friend attacked a State agent and tried to steal State secrets, so we were unable to grant him liberty for the time being and would have to wait until the results of our investigation to decide whether to release him or go directly to jail. ”