Superman

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

They stood under a stable pedestal, looking up at this solemn and simple building.

The body of the great man who was hailed as the "Tutor" by the world was placed in a crystal coffin inside the mausoleum, covered with the Soviet flag.

The flow of people here is not a lot, and every Soviet person who passes through the Red Square, or a well-known tourist, will come from.

"Are you here too?"

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

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

After a few instructions, several guards came on the Red Square and set up guards around the mausoleum to prevent pedestrians from approaching.

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

Talas said.

Baron Straker had a grief.

When did the villain become so humble and lose any dignity?

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

Before the Bald Baron's sympathy lasted long, Taras made the chat awkward.

"Barnes is Superman's former comrade-in-arms, and it is normal for Hydra to return the opponent."

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

Taras is a bit despised, is this licked?

As the leader of Hydra, he doesn't even have the least arrogance. It's really--

Da Da Da!

Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, Taras's cold facial paralyzed face changed and he smiled: "Your Excellency, to be able to see you again, this is really good luck for me from heaven."

Pooh!

The flattering villain!

Baron Straker sneered secretly, turned and greeted him unwillingly.

"Your Excellency, I was fortunate to have seen you defeat the Aryan Demon in Paris! The Red Skull, and the Axis, the Holy General of Berlin, they are going to kill themselves if they are against you!"

The bald guy slapped up his flattery, and he was quite innocent.

"I have repeatedly discouraged them. It is very unwise to be an enemy of Superman from Heaven. I suggest surrendering, but they are not listening and stubborn."

Taras was dumbfounded, he could lick himself.

No way!

I can't lose!

As a former KGB senior, the spy leader of the Red House, Talas also has his pride.

"Your Excellency, actually my respect for you..."

"Okay, okay. Let's talk about business, two people."

Luke waved his hand and interrupted the two guys' dog licking contest.

He had no interest in these flatteries. Although it sounded very good, it was still far behind the white queen's flexible tongue that could knot cherry stems.

"The reason why I want to meet with you is that I don't want to communicate each other's opinions through intermediaries. That would make us seem less sincere."

Luke put on his trench coat and stopped at the tomb of the great man.

The song of the Red Empire, "The Unbreakable Alliance" loomed in the distance.

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 part cannot control its direction."

"No matter which camp you are in, the general, Leviathan has no intention of being an enemy."

The spy chief was very clever, and first picked himself out.

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

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

The fall of the red bear is not good for them.

"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 S.H.I.E.L.D. lacks intelligence training talents. I don't know if you have any ideas about changing jobs."

Taras froze for a moment, but did not react.

Is this to dig people?

Still in front of Hydra?

"It's really enviable, you can actually get the appreciation of the general."

Baron Strak seized the opportunity and began to be strange.

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

Taras was in a dilemma, and the bald guy next to him would definitely let the news out.

When the time comes, the organization feels that they have rebelled and are not loyal enough. What should I do?

Working in Leviathan, loyalty is not absolute, that is, absolutely disloyal!

Taras was already panicking, subconsciously looking at the smiling Superman, his heart "chuckles".

As a spy leader who has presided over counter-revolutionary work, he knows very well that the methods used to deal with traitors and unresolved elements have always been harsh.

"Don't worry about answering me, Taras, you can go back and think slowly."

Luke signaled that the other party could leave, Leviathan was not a requirement of the mission, and naturally there was no additional interest.

At most, I would pack and take away the girly version of Natasha. If I train it, it will be good...Secretary.

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

Then get Thor, the god of thunder, and gather the achievements of the Avengers elders to complete half.

"Strak, do you have anything to say?"

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

Staring at Taras's lonely back, the Bald Baron was shocked.

He didn’t want to be designed and digging holes by Superman, so he simply confessed: “James Buchanan Barnes was originally the'material' for the Red Skull to conduct human experiments. Later, the Saint General took a fancy to him and chose him as the Aryan Demon. Candidates, really have nothing to do with me."

"As early as your Excellency General arrived in Moscow, I wanted to return him to you, but..."

Baron Strak spoke quickly and urgently, his mouth like a machine gun.

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

Although Hydra knew the news, who could be willing to send a warship class soldier out.

Besides, without the Winter Soldier, Baron Strak could never reach a cooperation with Leviathan.

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

"There is no need to mention the past."

Luke was very generous, which relieved Baron Straker, who was sweating profusely on his forehead.

However, this ease did not last long.

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

Luke's tone became serious, and he said seriously: "I hope you can compensate."

"This, it should be! No problem!"

The Bald Baron smiled bitterly and nodded in agreement.

He really wanted to ask Superman to finish talking in one go.

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

"Specific compensation, you can talk to 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 destroying you."

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

Before Superman could launch a cannon to persuade Hydra to influence Baron Strak, as a small transparent generation, Zemo raised his head and said: "Your Excellency, just like you are a pacifist and a staunch supporter of the community with a shared future for mankind. The head snake actually has similar thoughts."

"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, and by the ambitious Red Skull as a weapon for selfish desire!"

The Red Skull is really an almighty man.

Hearing this, Luke couldn't help but sigh.

"Therefore, Hydra has been charged with a dirty charge and has become a target of spurn."

A generation of Zemo completely ignored the look of Baron Straker and spoke more vigorously.

"I hope your Excellency General, you can give Hydra a chance to re-behave, 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.

If he could say such brazen words without changing his face, the generation of Zemo obviously had a better view of the situation than Baron Straker.

"Strak, what do you think?"

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

What else can I see?

Baron Straker 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 again."

Luke smiled contentedly and chatted with people who knew him, always so happy.

"Strak, Zemo, let us say that together—"

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

From the Red Square on the west side, repeated singing, the national anthem that is nearing the end, "Unbreakable Alliance".

"Long live the Hydra!"

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