The trajectory of fate will take another turning point from here...
In fact.
When some intelligence agencies of the Department of Defense began investigating Alex Johnson, Big Daddy Damon was not the only one who unexpectedly crossed their path.
Besides that... a mysterious organization dedicated to uncovering the secrets behind the Department of Defense, the Rising Tide Organization, which gathers elite hackers from around the world, was also secretly observing what surprises these secret intelligence personnel could bring them.
Don't underestimate these hackers; even S.H.I.E.L.D. has secretly recruited many of these elites.
Daisy Johnson, who would later become Quake, is the best example.
"They're here, they're here, there might be big news!"
Not long ago, a hacker on duty immediately noticed that the intelligence agency's backend was continuously calling various camera devices, tracking a young man in Manhattan.
These bold and meticulous members, highly skilled and daring, were not afraid of exposing their identities under the encryption algorithm and directly forcefully cracked the official backend.
"Wow! Jesus Christ..."
"It's a super-powered individual who escaped from a large experimental base."
"General Ross is now taking over the arrest operation."
"Destination: Central Park in Manhattan..."
"Hurry, guys."
In an instant.
A follow-up team member drove to Central Park.
They would secretly film the scene and then sell the footage and information to various media outlets for a high price.
In addition, the secret document information cracked by the Rising Tide Organization itself would be perfectly packaged and sent to the Department of Defense.
Why send it to them?
Naturally, it wasn't to do good deeds!
This was extortion from the Rising Tide Organization directly to the military.
Don't pay?
Then they would continue to sell it to the media, further escalating and sensationalizing the entire incident.
Soon, good news came from the front; members of the Rising Tide Organization successfully captured some footage and also retrieved cameras from the heads of several dead soldiers.
It didn't take long for a roughly edited video to be sent to Manhattan TV.
The TV station staff were greatly surprised.
You know, whether it's an accidental car crash or a gunfight or fire, being able to capture exclusive footage in the first instance can be sold to TV stations, as they also need these eye-catching exclusive news reports.
Such demand naturally spawned many jobs for photojournalists.
But the footage provided by the Rising Tide Organization was simply too shocking and exciting!!
"Oh my god, transfer the money to the Rising Tide Organization immediately, we want this footage, it must be an exclusive report."
At this moment, the female station manager's mind had already come up with an incredibly eye-catching headline.
"Shocking! Our country's military cannot even withstand a young man's attack, what's wrong with this country's military?"
...Alex naturally didn't know that events were developing further and further from his imagination.
At this moment, he was being led by Hit-Girl Mindy to a secret suburban house.
Mindy Macready!
Alex also learned her name.
In the blink of an eye.
Their figures had already arrived at a detached courtyard.
"This is my safe house."
Mindy introduced.
The girl directly opened her tightly locked door and invited Alex to step inside.
Along the way, Mindy, with her rich reconnaissance experience, had already ensured that neither of their figures would be exposed to any surveillance cameras.
"Welcome, welcome..."
Just like showing off her toys to a friend, Mindy introduced everything in the safe house to Alex in great detail.
"Barrett sniper rifle..."
"M16 series automatic rifles..."
"Carbines..."
"These cannot be obtained on the outside market."
Looking at the various models of guns hanging on wall after wall, Alex's heart was still somewhat amazed.
How exactly did this girl spend her childhood?
This is too fierce, too cool!!
"My residence is not far from here; usually, before going on a mission, I come to this safe house to change into equipment, put on plain clothes, and then head out directly."
Mindy smiled.
"How old are you?"
Alex was very curious.
"Just had my birthday, I'm 14."
She patted her chest, looking like a little adult.
"I truly admire you."
Alex praised her from the bottom of his heart; a fourteen-year-old cold-faced girl assassin was simply incredibly impactful.
"I admire you, you're much cooler than I am, you just took down an entire military!"
Mindy patted Alex's shoulder, gave him a thumbs up, a lively image of a jumpy girl.
Alex got familiar with her, and his chatterbox opened up a lot; his previously indifferent and stern face even relaxed a bit.
"You look so handsome like this."
Mindy, the jumpy girl, even reached out to pinch his face, showing a bit of a big sister's demeanor.
However, thinking of his previous cold and ruthless slaughtering image, she still didn't dare to go too far, cutely sticking out her tongue and withdrawing her hand.
"Oh, right..."
"I forgot to make a call."
She suddenly remembered an important matter, which was that she forgot to contact her father.
She had left in a hurry just now and had forgotten to bring her phone.
But now, after dialing back to her residence, there was no connection for a long time.
"Answer the phone quickly..."
Mindy suddenly became anxious.
At this moment, Alex also frowned, immediately realizing something was wrong.
But half a minute, a minute later, there was still no reply.
"Not good!"
"Big Daddy might be in trouble."
Mindy's delicate little face was full of tension; she hurriedly picked up a large-caliber automatic rifle from the wall, slung it over her back, put one foot on a stool, and took the throwing knives and butterfly knives from the table, uniformly hanging them on the garter straps under her skirt.
Alex didn't hesitate either, following her out of the safe house.
Mindy's residence was not far from this safe house.
Walking along an alleyway, one could see a detached villa not far away.