When Baron Straker learned of the invasion of the collective farm and the fact that the Winter Soldier had been taken away, it was already two hours later.

Changing to the previous Hydra, it will only take a maximum of forty minutes.

This fully reflects the lack of strength of the remnant party, which is completely unable to spread out an extensive and timely intelligence network.

Two hours before turning back the hands of the clock, Baron Straker had stayed at peace in the Savior's Tower, considering Leviathan's suggestion to have a face-to-face conversation with Superman.

The other party has already revealed this meaning, and asked Natasha to convey it.

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

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

Besides, the use of countless means is not as good as a serious and sincere positive exchange.

The only thing Baron Straker is probably worried about is his personal safety.

If Superman has the idea of fishing law enforcement, he wants to catch the Hydra.

Then he is tantamount to taking the initiative to send it to the door, which is purely an idiot's behavior.

"Zemo, what do you think the god of the world wants to do?"

Baron Straker propped his hands on the table and looked at Zemo sitting across from him.

The entire Hydra remnant faction is admired by him, and the subordinates entrusted with the important task are only the other party.

On the one hand, it's because Zemo has the same background as himself.

Having participated in the SS with the moustache Führer, loyalty to the organization was unquestionable.

On the other hand, it is also Hydra that has a serious brain drain and cannot find any elites.

The scientists were all packed up by Dr. Zola and sent to the Strategic Science Corps at the time.

Only the intelligence services were retained, which were absorbed and integrated by Baron Straker.

"I'm not sure either."

Zemo shook his head.

He was not so arrogant that he thought he knew everything about Superman and could guess the mental activity of the other party.

How ants speculate on the minds of giants.

This is the true inner portrayal of a generation of Zemo.

The position is different, and the gap is too big.

The results obtained by psychological analysis are naturally fallen.

"Judging from the previous style of doing things of that human god, he often has amazing actions that are unexpected by the outside world, which is one of the reasons why I can't guess."

Zemo, the generation in the purple mask, paused, and stopped a little.

Such an act, reflected in the change in tone, was not surprisingly noticed by Baron Straker.

He lifted his monocle and frowned slightly: "There is no one else here, if you have any ideas, you can say it directly, you don't have to hide it." ”

Receiving his approval, Zemo continued: "Your Excellency, I think that since Superman has conveyed the message of meeting, he might as well try. ”

"The leaders of the other factions of Hydra, who refuse to break their preconceptions, put aside their barriers, and are unwilling to join hands with you to rebuild a more perfect, stronger, and more irresistible Hydra Empire."

"They don't have the broad-mindedness of you, Your Excellency, and the foresight and foresight of the times......

As a subordinate, you must flatter your superiors before throwing out your own opinions.

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

Baron Straker was very useful about it, even if he knew it was sycophancy.

But it sounds comfortable, making people open their pores all over the body, and the corners of their mouths can't help but smile.

If you can talk, talk more!

"The leaders of other factions are obsessed with power and only care about their own immediate interests, and they are destined to not go far."

Omitting a few hundred words of praise, Zemo continued: "If we can be the first to hook up with Superman, get the recognition of the other party, and even reach a cooperation, promise a part of the benefits, so as to gain the support of S.H.I.E.L.D." ”

"Wouldn't it be ...... to use this support in turn to gather the power of other factions in your hands?"

Zemo didn't say it too clearly, but the meaning was obvious.

Use S.H.I.E.L.D. to deal with the other hydras, hug Superman's thighs, and the future is promising!

"This ......"

Baron Straker's brow furrowed even tighter, and he looked at Zemo with strange eyes.

This guy can't be a two-five boy hiding inside Hydra, right?

Hell-bent on selling the organization to Superman?

The thought was fleeting, and then vanished. Number Seven

Baron Straker shook his head slightly.

Zemo had made meritorious contributions to Hydra and shed blood, and he shouldn't be so suspicious of the other party.

The offer seemed tempting, but it failed to impress Baron Straker.

"Zemo, Hydra and Superman are not equal in status, and they can't guarantee their own interests at all."

The bald baron had a clear mind, and instead of being led astray, he looked worried.

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

Zemo pursed his lips, as if he had a different opinion.

He thinks that everything that Hydra has lost is nothing compared to the benefits it can gain.

That's Superman!

The most powerful person in the world!

This is quite a once strong old enterprise, facing the world giants that are in full swing.

Continue to be proud, do not accept the acquisition, and can only be slapped to death on the beach by the back waves.

Within the Red Empire alone, there are two major organizations, the Brotherhood and the Leviathan, that compete with themselves.

If it is put into the world, the other Hydra factions, as well as various local forces, can completely overwhelm them.

Plus mutants, inhumans, all sorts of aliens from the dark world, magicians, and so on......

Where is the living space of Baron Straker, a hydra?

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

endured for three years, and then silently grew stronger and counterattacked the top......

Zemo hit the idea.

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tilt and show a weird smile.

"Zemo, do you have a different opinion?"

Baron Straker's inquiry brought the crooked mouth Zemor back to reality.

He shook his head again and again, and denied: "It's that I didn't think about it, I didn't think of this layer, or His Excellency the Baron has far-reaching vision." ”

At this point, the conversation reached an impasse.

An atmosphere of silence permeated the room.

It wasn't until the phone rang from Minsk that Baron Straker picked it up, and in a matter of seconds, his face went from shock to anger to frustration.

The call didn't last long, and the bald man quickly put down the microphone and collapsed limply in his seat.

This time, he lost his last hole card and was not even eligible to sit at the table.

"Maybe you're right, Zemo."

After a few minutes of silence, a bitterness appeared in Baron Straker's eyes, and his ambition was extinguished head-on by a scoop of cold water.

Losing the Winter Soldier is the last shred of hope for replicating Aryan Superman.

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

"What happened?"

Zemo asked in a low voice.

"Superman took the Winter Soldier with him, maybe that's a signal from him, or a warning."

Baron Straker replied.

"He wants to tell us that Hydra has no power to choose, either obey or ...... Like the Red Skull, he died quietly. ”

He waved his hand, as if disheartened, and instructed Zemo: "Let Leviathan pass the word over, and we will accept the meeting." ”

"Just tomorrow, at the grave of Vladimir Ilyich Ulyanov."

The latter nodded, a hint of joy on his face, completely devoid of Baron Straker's frustration.

Isn't it much better to follow Superman than to nest in the territory of the USSR?

The emergence of one strongman will inevitably give birth to another power.

Maybe Superman doesn't have the idea of becoming a dictator, but it cannot be denied that sooner or later the world will be overshadowed by his shadow.

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

"Invisible dictatorship, that's also dictatorship!"

Zemo thought so.

He exited the room and stood on the Savior's tower looking out over the Kremlin.

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