Superman

When Baron Strucker learned that the collective farm had been invaded and the Winter Soldier was taken away, it was already two hours later.

If it were replaced by the previous Hydra, it would only take up to forty minutes.

This fully reflects the lack of strength of the remnant party and its complete inability to develop an extensive and timely intelligence network.

Turning the hands of the clock back two hours ago, Baron Strucker had been staying peacefully in the Savior Tower, considering Leviathan's suggestion - that is, having a face-to-face conversation with Superman.

The other party has revealed this intention and asked Natasha to convey it.

Whether it's Leviathan or Hydra, you have to make a choice.

It is both unwise and dangerous to test Superman's patience.

Besides, using countless means can't compare to a serious and sincere face-to-face communication.

The only thing Baron Strucker should worry about is probably his personal safety.

If Superman had the idea of ​​​​fishing for law enforcement, he wanted to catch all Hydra in one fell swoop.

Then he would take the initiative to send it to your door, which is an act of pure idiocy.

"Zemo, what do you think the god on earth wants to do?"

Baron Strucker put his hands on the table and looked at Zemo, who was sitting opposite.

In the entire remaining force of Hydra, the only subordinate he admired and entrusted with important responsibilities was the other party.

On the one hand, it was because Zemo had the same origin as himself.

Having joined the SS under the Mustache Fuhrer, his loyalty to the organization is unquestionable.

On the other hand, Hydra also suffers from a serious brain drain and cannot find any elites.

The scientists were all packed away by Dr. Zola and given to the Strategic Science Corps at that time.

Only the intelligence department remained, and was consolidated by Baron Strucker.

"I can't be sure either."

Generation Zemo shook his head.

He is not so arrogant that he thinks he knows everything about Superman and can guess his mental activities.

How ants guessed the thoughts of giants.

This is the true inner portrayal of Zemo.

The location is different and the gap is too big.

The results obtained from psychological analysis are naturally very different.

"Judging from the way the god on earth has done things in the past, he often does amazing things that are beyond the expectations of the outside world. This is one of the reasons why I can't figure it out."

Zemo, who was wearing a purple mask, paused for a moment, hesitating to speak.

Such behavior was reflected in the change of tone, and was noticed by Baron Strucker as expected.

He adjusted his monocle, frowned slightly and said, "There is no one else here. If you have any ideas, you can speak directly. There is no need to hold back."

After receiving approval, Zemo continued: "Your Excellency, Baron, I think that since Superman has conveyed the message of meeting, we might as well give it a try."

"The leaders of other Hydra factions, they refuse to break their stereotypes, let go of their barriers, and are unwilling to join hands with you to rebuild a more perfect, stronger, and more difficult to resist Hydra empire."

"They don't have your broad mind, Baron, your foresight, and your keen insight that's ahead of the times..."

As a subordinate, you must flatter your superiors before expressing your opinions.

This is not only an unspoken rule in the workplace, but also one of the wealth codes for promotion and salary increase.

Baron Strucker was very pleased with this, even though he knew it was flattery.

But listening to it is so comfortable that it makes the pores all over the body open and the corners of the mouth can't help but smile.

If you can speak, speak more!

"The leaders of other factions indulge in power and only care about their own immediate interests. They are destined to not get far."

Omitting hundreds of words of praise, Zemo Zemo continued: "If we can be the first to get on the line with Superman, get the other party's recognition, and even reach cooperation, promise a part of the benefits, and gain the support of SHIELD."

"In turn, using this support to gather the power of other factions into our hands, wouldn't that be..."

Zemo didn't make it too clear, but the meaning was obvious.

Use S.H.I.E.L.D. to deal with other Hydras, hug Superman's lap, and the future is bright!

"this……"

Baron Strucker frowned even more and looked at Zemo with strange eyes.

Could this guy be the second or fifth kid hiding inside Hydra?

Want to sell the organization to Superman?

Such thoughts passed briefly and then disappeared.

Baron Strucker shook his head slightly.

Zemo has done great service and shed blood for Hydra, so he shouldn't be so suspicious of the other party.

This proposal seemed very tempting, but it failed to impress Baron Strucker.

"Zemo, Hydra and Superman have unequal statuses and cannot guarantee their own interests at all."

The bald baron had a clear mind and was not led astray, but showed worry on his face.

"The result of an unequal conversation is to give in again and again until everything is surrendered."

Zemo curled his lips, seeming to have a different opinion.

He believed that everything Hydra lost was nothing compared to the benefits it could gain.

That's Superman!

The most powerful man with the most say in the world!

This is equivalent to a once-powerful old company facing a rising world giant.

If you continue to be proud and do not accept acquisitions, you will be beaten to death on the beach by the waves behind you.

Within the Red Empire alone, there are two major organizations, the Brotherhood and Leviathan, competing with it.

If placed in the world, other Hydra factions and various local forces would completely overwhelm them.

Plus mutants, aliens, all kinds of aliens from the dark world, magicians, etc...

Where is the living space for a Hydra like Baron Strucker?

But if you join the ranks of a world giant, you may have the opportunity and capital to make a comeback.

Tolerate for three years, then quietly grow stronger, and counterattack to rise to power...

That's what Zemo had in mind.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twist up, revealing a strange smile.

"Zemo, do you have a different opinion?"

Baron Strucker's inquiry brought Crooked Zemo back to reality.

He shook his head repeatedly and denied: "Is it because I didn't think carefully and didn't think of this level, or His Excellency the Baron has far-sightedness."

The conversation reached a deadlock at this point.

An atmosphere of silence permeated the room.

Until the phone rang from Minsk, Baron Strucker picked up the call, and within just a few seconds, his expression changed from shock to anger, and then to frustration.

The call didn't last long, and the bald baron quickly put down the phone and slumped down on his seat.

This time, he has lost even his last trump card and is no longer qualified to sit at the gambling table.

"Maybe you're right, Zemo."

After a few minutes of silence, a trace of bitterness appeared in Baron Strucker's eyes, and his ambition was extinguished by a ladle of cold water.

Losing the Winter Soldier means losing the last hope of replicating the Aryan Superman.

There is no bargaining chip to discuss cooperation with Leviathan. I am afraid that Taras, the spy chief, will soon attack him.

"what happened?"

Zemo asked in a low voice.

"Superman took away the Winter Soldier. This may be a signal or a warning from him."

replied Baron Strucker.

"He wanted to tell us that Hydra has no right to choose. It must either obey or... die quietly like the Red Skull."

He waved his hand, seemingly frustrated, and told Zemo: "Let Leviathan send the message and we will accept the meeting."

"Tomorrow, at the grave of Vladimir Ilyich Ulyanov."

The latter nodded, with a hint of joy on his face, not at all the frustration of Baron Strucker.

Isn't it better to hang out with Superman than to stay in the Soviet Union?

The emergence of a strong man will inevitably give birth to another strong man.

Maybe Superman has no intention of becoming a dictator, but it cannot be denied that the world will be shrouded in his shadow sooner or later.

His voice will determine the pattern of a country or a continent, and everyone will look at his face.

"Invisible dictatorship is also a dictatorship!"

Zemo thought so.

He exited the room and stood on the Saviour's Tower looking at the Kremlin.

The new era belongs to Superman and the new Hydra.