Superman of the Marvel Universe

On the west side of Red Square, in front of the magnificent mausoleum built of red granite and black feldspar, Baron Strucker and his confidant, 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" is placed in a crystal coffin inside the mausoleum, and is covered with the Soviet flag.

There is a lot of traffic here. Every Soviet who passes by the Red Square or famous tourists come to pay their respects.

"Are you here too?"

A Volga stopped, and Baron Strucker saw Taras, the spy chief, coming out.

As a former member of the KGB and a senior executive of Leviathan, his appearance was much more high-profile.

After a few instructions, several groups of guards arrived from Red Square and set up vigilance around the mausoleum to prevent pedestrians from approaching.

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

Taras said so.

Baron Strucker felt sad.

When did the villain become so humble and devoid of any dignity?

"I heard that your trump card, the Winter Soldier, was taken away by Superman?"

Before the bald baron's sympathy could last long, Taras made the chat awkward.

"Barnes is Superman's former comrade. It's normal for Hydra to hand him over."

Straker coughed twice and corrected: "Please don't describe Superman as a robber. This is entirely of our own free will."

Taras looked down upon him, so why did he lick him?

As the leader of Hydra, he doesn’t even have the slightest bit of arrogance. It’s really——

blah blah blah!

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Taras' cold face changed and he smiled: "Your Majesty General, it is really the good luck given to me by God to be able to see you again."

Pooh!

Flattery villain!

Baron Strucker secretly sneered, then, not to be outdone, stepped forward to greet him.

"Your Excellency, General, I had the honor to witness your heroic appearance in defeating the Aryan demon in Paris! The Red Skull, the Axis Powers, and the Holy General of Berlin, if they go against you, they are simply seeking their own death!"

The bald guy is also quite unscrupulous when it comes to flattering him.

"I have tried to dissuade them many times. It is unwise to be an enemy of the superman from heaven. I suggested surrendering, but they refused to listen and were stubborn."

Taras was stunned, this guy was better at licking than himself.

No!

I can't lose!

As a former KGB executive and the spy chief of the Red Room, Taras also has his own pride.

"Your Majesty General, actually I admire you..."

"Okay, okay. Let's get down to business, you two."

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

He had little interest in these flatteries. Although it did sound pleasant, it was still far behind the White Queen's flexible tongue that could tie cherry stems into knots.

"The reason why I want to meet with you is that I don't want to communicate each other's opinions through an intermediary. That would make us both appear insincere."

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

Red Empire's song, "Unbreakable Alliance," could be heard faintly in the distance.

Taras laughed awkwardly and confessed proactively: "Your Majesty General, Leviathan respects you very much."

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

"No matter which camp you are on, General, Leviathan has no intention of becoming an enemy."

The spy chief was very smart and took himself out first.

The barriers between the two polarities are getting tighter and tighter, and who knows which faction Superman belongs to.

No matter what, Leviathan relied on the Soviet Union for its development.

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

"Don't get me wrong, as everyone knows, I am a pacifist and a firm supporter of a community with a shared future for mankind."

Luke smiled slightly and explained his position.

"Which side Leviathan is on has nothing to do with me. It's just that SHIELD lacks intelligence training personnel. I wonder if you have any thoughts on changing your job."

Taras was stunned for a moment and did not react.

Is this to dig people?

And in front of Hydra?

"It's really enviable that I can be appreciated by His Excellency the General."

Baron Strucker seized the opportunity and began to act strangely.

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

Taras was in a dilemma. The bald man next to him would definitely let the news out.

What should we do when the organization feels that we have rebelled and are not loyal enough?

When working in Leviathan, loyalty is not absolute, that is absolute disloyalty!

Taras had begun to panic. He subconsciously looked at Superman with a smile on his face, and his heart skipped a beat.

As a spy chief who had presided over counter-revolutionary work, he knew very well that the organization's methods of dealing with traitors and unsteady elements were always very 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 additional interest.

At most, the girl version of Natasha can be packed away and given a good training. She will be a good... secretary.

Now, his driver is Nick Fury and his secretary is Black Widow.

After getting rid of Thor and gathering the Avengers elders, half of the achievement is completed.

"Strucker, do you have anything to say?"

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

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

He didn't want to be set up and dug into the trap by Superman, so he simply 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 the Aryan Demon. The candidate really has nothing to do with me."

"As early as when Your Majesty the General arrived in Moscow, I wanted to return him to your hands, but..."

Baron Strucker spoke fast and urgently, his mouth like a machine gun.

The Winter Soldier has a close friendship with Captain America and is a friend of Superman.

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

Besides, without the Winter Soldier, it would be impossible for Baron Strucker to cooperate with Leviathan.

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

"There is no need to mention the past."

Luke showed great magnanimity, which made Baron Strucker, who was sweating profusely on his forehead, heave a sigh of relief.

However, this relaxation did not last long.

"But, Straker, your actions have caused extremely serious damage to Bucky's psychology and physiology."

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 bitterly and nodded in agreement.

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

Otherwise, your heart will be like riding a roller coaster, with ups and downs, and you will easily get sick.

"For specific compensation, you can discuss it yourself with Captain America. He is Bucky's representative."

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

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

Before Superman could start talking, persuade Hydra, and influence Baron Strucker, Zemo, as a transparent generation, raised his head and said: "Your Majesty General, 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 similar thoughts.”

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

"It's just that he was later used as a tool by the evil Axis Powers and used as a weapon by the ambitious Red Skull to pursue his own selfish desires!"

The Red Skull is truly the all-purpose scapegoat.

Hearing this, Luke couldn't help but sigh.

"So, Hydra has been saddled with a dirty crime and has become an object of contempt."

The first generation Zemo completely ignored Baron Strucker's eyes and spoke more and more vigorously.

"I hope, General, you can give Hydra a chance to be a new person, 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 twinkled.

Being able to say such shameless words without changing his face, Zemo obviously sees the situation more clearly than Baron Strucker.

"Strucker, what do you think?"

He did not answer, but looked at the bald baron with a complicated expression.

What else can I see?

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

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

Luke smiled with satisfaction, chatting with interesting people was always so pleasant.

"Strark, Zemo, let's say that together—"

Under the great man's tomb, the three of them stopped and stood.

From the Red Square on the west side, the national anthem "Unbreakable Union" was sung repeatedly, and the song was coming to an end.

"Long live the Hydra!"

This slogan was drowned in a loud, passionate and passionate tune.