Superman of the Marvel Universe

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

Switching to the previous Hydra, it only takes 10 minutes at most.

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 to two hours ago, Baron Strucker had stayed peacefully in the Savior Tower, considering Leviathan's suggestion-that is, having a face-to-face conversation with Superman.

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

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

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

Besides, using countless methods is still inferior 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 go.

Then he would take the initiative to send it to your door, which is purely an idiot's behavior.

"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.

Those who participated in the SS under the Mustache Fuhrer had no doubts about their loyalty to the organization.

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 then Strategic Science Corps.

Only the Intelligence Service 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 divine the thoughts of giants.

This is the true inner portrayal of Zemo.

The location is different, the gap is too big.

The results obtained from psychological analysis are naturally wildly inconsistent.

"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 it was no surprise that Baron Strucker noticed it.

He adjusted his monocle, frowned slightly and said, "There is no one else here. If you have any ideas, you can speak directly without being shy."

After receiving the 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, put down their barriers, and are unwilling to join hands with you to rebuild a more perfect, more powerful, and more irresistible 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 took advantage of this, even though he knew it was flattery.

But it sounds so comfortable, it makes the pores on the body open, and the corners of the mouth can't help but smile.

Talk more if you can!

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

The offer seemed 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. Instead, he looked worried.

"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 the world's most powerful giants.

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, that compete with itself.

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 curl up into a weird 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 filled the room.

Until the phone rang from Minsk, Baron Strucker answered it, and in just a few seconds, his expression changed from shock to anger, and then to frustration.

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

This time, he had lost even his last trump card and was 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 negotiate 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 wants to tell us that Hydra does not have the power 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, completely without 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!"

Generation Zemo thought so.

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

The new era belongs to Superman and to the new Hydra.