Nick Fury was so tired that he only slept two hours a day these days, and when he was digging the American team, he smashed the ground and ice with a pickaxe for more than twenty hours in a row, and even a steel warrior like him couldn't hold it up.

Lying on the hospital bed, he fell into a deep sleep as soon as his head touched the pillow, but because he remembered when Steve would wake up, he didn't sleep well, and he dreamed again and again.

He dreamed of Arlington National Cemetery, where the people gathered to hold a grand farewell ceremony for Steve Rogers, it was a rainy day, the people of the United States were in mourning, and the Marine soldiers in ceremonial uniforms carried the coffin of the American team slowly to the tomb, the coffin was covered with the flag of the United States, and he walked in front of the coffin holding Steve's last photo......

The coffin was slowly lowered into the tomb, and the honor guard on the side raised their rifles and fired into the sky, and the sound of gunfire echoed endlessly......

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

"Nick, wake up Nick!"

Nick Fury was startled, and quickly opened his eyes, it turned out that someone was knocking on the door, he quickly jumped off the hospital bed, and rushed out of the hospital room with three steps and two steps.

"What's wrong, what's going on!"

The knock on the door was Dr. Brainer, the director of the medical center, who presided over Steve Rogers' ice resuscitation treatment, and the balding old medical doctor said anxiously: "Steve's condition is very bad, his heart rate has reached a dangerous line, he has typical symptoms of cryogenic resuscitation sequelae, he has begun to fail multiple organs, and he is unable to breathe on his own, and the medical team is rescuing!" ”

"What!"

Nick Fury was shocked and hurriedly followed Dr. Brynner's footsteps to the ICU ward, where a large group of medical experts had gathered, and first aid specialist Tyll was riding on Steve, holding a cardiovibrator.

She applied conductive paste to the tremor, and after rubbing the two shakers, she motioned for the nurses to rip the clothes off Steve's chest.

“clear!”

"Drip-"

"Charged!"

Hearing the nurse's reminder, the female emergency specialist pressed the heart vibrator on Steve's chest, and the powerful instantaneous current made his body tremble violently.

"How's it going?"

"Didn't get back to a spontaneous heartbeat!"

"Come again!"

"Inject adrenaline now!"

……

Nick Fury watched the chaotic and busy scene in the hospital room, and only felt that the world was spinning, as if he had fallen into an abyss.

He grabbed Dr. Brainer beside him and yelled at him, "How can this be?" Obviously he was fine before, didn't you say that he was out of danger and it was only a matter of time before he woke up? ”

Dr. Brenner sighed helplessly with a look of shame: "The human body is the most complex and sophisticated machine, even if a robot is buried under the ice for 70 years, digging it out and repairing it may not be successful, let alone a living person?" Resuscitating a frozen person is a medical problem, and it's not uncommon for vital signs to take a sudden turn for the worse like this...... I'm sorry, but I was too optimistic. ”

Nick Fury slammed his fist into the wall of the hospital room, creating a dent and blood running down his fist.

Such an outcome was something he had never considered, and he had been thinking about how to convince the awakened Captain Steve Rogers to reload and become Captain America in the 21st century, leading the Avengers to serve the country and defend the Earth.

He also seriously thought about how to help Steve integrate into his new life, establish his authority in the Avengers established by Director Luo, and subdue the group of very powerful mutant girls.

"Must be rescued!" Nick yelled at the medics, "He can't die, he's a great fighter!" He didn't end up dying in a hospital bed! ”

Nick rushed to the bedside, and Steve, who was completely devoid of gold paper, yelled, "Soldier, I order you to wake up!" I won't allow you to sleep! There's still a battle waiting for you! ”

Ms. Till, who was in charge of first aid, pressed Steve's chest, but she didn't have enough strength, and Nick took her place, pressing his hand on Steve's pectorals and thumping the back of his hand with the other, looking up at the monitor with each thrash, hoping to see the increasingly flat heartbeat curve make a miraculous jump.

"Drip, Drip, Drip......"

"Drip-"

However, all efforts came to naught, the heartbeat monitor beeped, and the curve became an endless straight line, never to be seen again.

Steve Rogers, Captain America, is dead.

The paramedics stopped what they were doing and hung their heads.

Only Nick Fury refused to give up and thrashed in vain.

He smashed it a dozen more times, finally gave up, and got up silently, his shoulders trembling slightly......

The man didn't flick his tears, but before he reached the sad place, Nick, an iron man, couldn't help but blush when he saw a hero of the United States pass away in front of his eyes.

He never expected that his plan would kill Steve with his own hands, dig him out of the ice, and thaw him with immature Frozen Man resuscitation techniques, what a reckless act.

Before an idea leads to catastrophic consequences, people always have the confidence of being confused, and only when the tragedy happens, do they begin to regret it.

If he hadn't revived Steve so impatiently, and waited for the Frozen Man recovery technique to be perfected before searching for him, wouldn't he have died?

The more he thought about it, the more Nick Fury's heart throbbed, and he really wanted to punch himself hard.

He dragged his steps and slowly walked out of the ICU ward in a daze, and as soon as he got out of the ward, he saw Director Luo standing in the corridor.

"How's it going?"

Director Luo asked with concern.

Nick didn't answer, he just shook his head.

Luo Feng patted him on the shoulder and said, "Nine times out of ten, life is unsatisfactory, success or failure is uncertain, let's take a look." ”

"You're right."

Nick Fury muffled, "I mean, you're right when you say I'm not fit to be the head of S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau. ”

He raised his head, looked at Luo Feng with red eyes, and said word by word: "I resign from the position of assistant director of S.H.I.E.L.D., sorry to live up to your expectations, I am not suitable to be a commander, and continuing will only kill more people." ”

"Are you feeling guilty about Steve's death?"

Luo Feng said: "Self-blame can't change anything, if you think you've done something wrong, then you should work harder to make up for it......"

Nick Fury shook his head: "No, I don't have a chance to make amends. Director Luo, I believe you will be an excellent leader, please lead S.H.I.E.L.D. to continue to protect this world, I feel extremely tired, I really want to retire this time. ”

He dragged his steps, like Sisyphus climbing a mountain with a boulder on his back, walking away step by step, and his back was very lonely.

Luo Feng took out a tube of injections from his pocket and said to his back: "Nick, if I give you a chance to choose, so that you can save Steve Rogers, are you still going to resign?" ”