Superman

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

"Invisible dictatorship, that is also dictatorship!"

Yi Zemo thought so.

He exited the room and stood on the Tower of the Savior overlooking the Kremlin.

The new era belongs to Superman, and it also belongs to the new Hydra.

Chapter 3 In front of the tomb of the great man, the national anthem is played

On the west side of the Red Square, in front of the magnificent mausoleum made of red granite and black feldspar, Baron Sterak and his confidant, a generation of Zemo, arrived early.

They stood under the stable base and looked up at this solemn and simple building.

The body of the great man known as the "mentor" by the world is placed in a crystal coffin inside the mausoleum, covered with the Soviet flag.

There is not a lot of people here, and every Soviet person who passes by Red Square, or a famous tourist, will come to pay their respects.

"Are you here too?"

A Volga stopped, and Baron Struker saw Taras, the spy chief, come out.

As a former member of the KGB, as well as a high-ranking Leviathan, his appearance is much more high-profile.

After a few orders, several teams of guards rushed to the Red Square and set up vigilance around the mausoleum to prevent pedestrians from approaching.

"Hydra can't defy Superman's will, can Leviathan?"

Taras said so.

Baron Strucker felt sorry for him.

When did the villain become so humble, without any dignity at all?

"I heard that the ace in your hand, the Winter Soldier was taken away by Superman?"

It didn't take long for the bald baron's sympathy to last long before Taras made the chat awkward.

"Barnes is a former comrade-in-arms of Superman, and it is normal for Hydra to return him to the past."

Strack coughed twice and corrected: "Please don't describe Superman as a robber, this is entirely voluntary."

Taras was a little contemptuous, so he licked it?

As the leader of Hydra, he doesn't even have the slightest bit of arrogance.

blah blah blah!

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Taras's cold and paralyzed face changed into a smile: "Your Excellency, it is really a blessing from heaven to see you again."

Pooh!

Flattering villain!

Baron Sterak sneered inwardly, turned to go up to him not to be outdone.

"Your Excellency, General, I have had the honor of witnessing you defeating Aryan demons in Paris! The Red Skull, the Axis, and the holy generals of Berlin, if they oppose you, they are simply seeking their own death!"

The bald guy is also quite unscrupulous when he flatters.

"I have dissuaded them many times. It is very unwise to be an enemy of the superman from the sky. I suggested surrender, but they refused to listen and were stubborn."

Taras was dumbfounded, this thing was better than himself.

No!

I can't lose!

As a former KGB high-ranking officer and spy chief of the Red House, Taras also has his pride.

"Your Excellency, in fact, I have admiration for you"

"All right, all right. Let's get down to business, both of you."

Luke waved his hand, interrupting the dog-licking contest between the two guys.

He had little interest in the flattery, which, while it sounded good, was nothing compared to the White Queen's nimble tongue that could tie a cherry stem in knots.

"The reason why I want to meet with you is that I don't want to convey each other's opinions through an intermediary, which will make us appear to be insincere."

Luke was wearing a windbreaker and stopped in front of the tomb of the great man.

In the distance loomed the song of the Red Empire, an unbreakable alliance.

Taras laughed awkwardly, and confessed: "Your Excellency, Leviathan respects you very much."

"We are just a part attached to this country. When the machine is running, the parts cannot control its direction."

"No matter which camp you stand in, General, Leviathan has no intention of being an enemy."

The spy chief was smart enough to pick himself out first.

The barriers of the bipolar structure are getting stricter and stricter, who knows which faction Superman is.

In any case, Leviathan relies on the Soviet Union to develop.

It would do them no good if the red furry bear went down.

"Don't get me wrong, as we all know, I am a pacifist and a staunch supporter of a community with a shared future for mankind."

Luke smiled slightly, explaining his position.

"Which side Leviathan is on has nothing to do with me. It's just that SHIELD lacks intelligence training personnel. I don't know if you have any ideas about changing jobs."

Taras froze for a moment, but did not respond.

Is this to dig people?

Still in front of Hydra?

"It's really enviable to be appreciated by Your Excellency the General."

Baron Strucker seized the opportunity and began to act strangely.

"If it was me, I would definitely agree directly."

Taras was in a dilemma, and the bald man next to him would definitely release the news.

At that time, the organization feels that he has betrayed and is not loyal enough, what should he do?

When doing things in Leviathan, if loyalty is not absolute, then it is absolutely disloyal!

Taras had already started to panic, and subconsciously looked at the smiling Superman, his heart skipped a beat.

As a spy chief who has presided over anti-revolutionary work, he knows very well that the means of organizing and dealing with traitors and unstable elements have always been harsh.

"Don't rush to answer me, Taras, you can go back and think about it slowly."

Luke signaled that the other party could leave. Leviathan was not part of the mission requirements, so naturally he had no extra interest.

At most, I would take away the girl version of Natasha and give it a good training. She will be a good secretary.

Now he, the driver is Nick Fury, the secretary is Black Widow.

If Thor is dealt with, the achievement of collecting the elders of the Avengers will be half completed.

"Strike, do you have anything to say?"

Luke looked at the leader of one of the Hydra factions with a kind smile.

Looking at the lonely back of Taras, the bald baron was shocked.

He didn't want to be designed and dug by Superman, so he took the initiative to confess: "James Buchanan Barnes was originally the material for the Red Skull to conduct human experiments. Later, the Holy General took a fancy to him and chose him as a candidate for the Aryan demon. It really has nothing to do with me."

"As early as when Your Excellency the General arrived in Moscow, I wanted to hand him back into your hands, but"

Baron Strack spoke quickly and hastily, his mouth like a machine gun.

The Winter Soldier has a close friendship with Captain America, and even Superman's friend.

Although Hydra knew the news, who would be willing to send out a battleship-level soldier.

Besides, without the Winter Soldier, it would be impossible for Baron Sterak to reach a cooperation with Leviathan.

This is the important position of high-end combat power!

"There is no need to mention the past."

Luke behaved very generously, which relieved Baron Sterak, whose forehead was dripping with sweat.

However, this ease did not last long.

"However, Strucker, your actions have caused extremely serious psychological and physical damage to Bucky."

Luke's tone became serious, and he said seriously: "I hope you can make up for it."

"This, this is what it should be! No problem!"

The bald baron smiled wryly and nodded in agreement.

He really wanted to ask Superman to finish the sentence in one go.

Otherwise, the heart is like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs, and it is easy to get sick.

"The specific compensation, you have to discuss it with Captain America, he is Bucky's representative."

Luke finally got to the point, and said softly: "I am not the enemy of Hydra, and I am not interested in completely destroying you."

"I said these words to Dr. Zola, and now I will tell you again. I hope you can feel my sincerity."

Before Superman could start his mouth, persuade Hydra, and influence Baron Sterak, as a little transparent generation Zemo looked up and said: "Your Excellency, just as you are a pacifist and a staunch supporter of a community with a shared future for mankind, nine The head snake actually has a similar idea."

"The program we agree with is also to eliminate war and create a better and brighter future world."

"It's just that it was later used as a tool by the evil Axis Powers, and as a weapon by the ambitious Red Skull to seek selfish desires!"

Red Skull is really a versatile backer.

Hearing this, Luke couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"So, Hydra was charged with dirty crimes and became the object of spit."

Yi Zemo completely ignored Baron Sterak's wink and spoke more vigorously.

"I hope, Your Excellency General, you can give Hydra a chance to be a human being again, let us join your team, feel the light of the beacon of justice, and experience the spirit of freedom and peace."

This is a talent!

Luke's eyes flickered.

Being able to say such brazen words without changing his face, Yi Zemo obviously sees the situation better than Baron Sterak.

"What do you think, Strucker?"

He didn't answer, but looked at the bald baron with complicated expression.

What else can I see?

Baron Strucker squeezed out a smile and echoed: "What Zemo said is exactly what I thought."

"Very well, I am willing to give you a chance to start over."

Luke smiled with satisfaction, and it was always a pleasure to chat with interesting people.

"Strike, Zemo, let's say that together"

Under the mausoleum of the great man, the three stopped and stood.

From Red Square on the west side, repeated singing, the national anthem nearing its end, an unbreakable alliance.

"Long live the Hydra!"

This slogan was submerged in the loud and passionate tune.

Chapter 3 After this battle is over, I will go home and get married

Since he couldn't resist, he simply enjoyed it directly.

That's what Baron Strucker thinks.

Simple and unpretentious.

As a mature hydra, he understands the truth that his arms cannot twist his thighs.