Chapter 307

On the west side of Red Square, in front of the magnificent mausoleum built of red granite and black feldspar, Baron Strack and his confidant, generation ZEMO, arrived early.

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

The remains of the great man known as the "mentor" were placed in a crystal coffin inside the mausoleum, covered with the Soviet flag.

There is not a lot of people here. Every Soviet who passes through red square or famous tourists will come from the.

"You're here, too?"

A Volga car stopped and Baron Strack saw Taras, the spy leader, come out.

As a former member of the KGB and a senior member of Leviathan, his appearance is much higher profile.

After a few orders, several guards from the Red Square came and set up a guard around the mausoleum. No pedestrians were allowed to approach.

"Hydra can't disobey Superman's will. Can Leviathan do it?"

Taras said so.

Baron Strack has a heart.

When did the villain become so humble and have no dignity?

"I heard that your trump card, the winter warrior was taken away by Superman?"

Before the bald Baron's sympathy lasted long, Talas embarrassed the conversation.

"Barnes is Superman's former comrade in arms. It's normal for Hydra to return each other."

Strack coughed twice and corrected, "please don't describe Superman as a robber. It's entirely our own will."

Taras is a little contemptuous, so he licks it?

As the leader of Hydra, he doesn't have at least a little pride. It's true——

Da Da!

Hearing the footsteps behind him, Taras's cold paralyzed face changed and piled up a smile: "Your Excellency, it's really good luck for me to see you again."

Pooh!

Flattering villain!

Baron Strack sneered in secret, turned unwilling to show weakness and welcomed him.

"Your Excellency, I had the honor to see you defeat the Aryan devil in Paris! The red skeleton, the axis, the holy General of Berlin, they are looking for their own death against you!"

Baldheaded people flatter, but also quite unscrupulous.

"I have dissuaded them many times. It is very unwise to be the enemy of heaven and Superman. I suggest surrender, but they don't listen and are stubborn."

Talas was stunned. The goods licked better than himself.

no way!

I can't lose!

As a former KGB high-level and red house spy leader, Talas also has his pride.

"Your Excellency, in fact, my admiration for you..."

"All right, all right. Let's get down to business, two."

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

He was not interested in these flatteries. Although it did sound great, it was far from the White Queen's flexible tongue that could knot the cherry stalk.

"The reason why I want to meet with you is that I am not willing to convey each other's opinions through intermediaries, which will make us all appear not sincere enough."

Luke, dressed in a windbreaker, stopped in front of the great man's mausoleum.

In the distance came the song of the red Empire, "unbreakable alliance".

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

"We are just a part attached to this country. When the machine runs, the part can't control its direction."

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

The spy leader was very clever and picked himself out first.

The barriers of the bipolar pattern are becoming more and more strict. Who knows which school Superman is.

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

It's not good for them if the red bear falls down.

"Don't get me wrong. As we all know, I am a pacifist and a firm supporter of the community of human destiny."

Luke smiled and explained his position.

"Leviathan's side has nothing to do with me, but my s.h.i.e.l.d. lacks intelligence training talents. I don't know if you have the idea of changing your job."

Taras was stunned and didn't react.

This is to dig people?

Still in front of Hydra?

"It's really enviable. It can be appreciated by your Excellency the general."

Baron Strack seized the opportunity and began to look strange.

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

Taras is in a dilemma. The bald guy next to him is bound to let the news out.

At that time, the organization feels betrayed and not loyal enough. What should I do?

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

Taras had already started to panic, subconsciously looked at the smiling Superman at the corners of his mouth, and his heart "clattered" jumped.

As a spy leader who has presided over the counter insurgency work, he knows very well that the means of organizing and dealing with traitors and indecisive elements have always been very harsh.

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

Luke signaled that the other party could go. Leviathan was not required by the task, so he naturally had no additional interest.

At most, I'll pack the girl version of Natasha and take it away. It will be good to adjust it well... Secretary.

Now his driver is Nick Frey and his secretary is black widow.

Finish Thor again, and gather the achievements of the elder avenger, and half of them will be completed.

"Strack, do you have anything to say?"

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

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

He didn't want to be designed and dug by Superman. He simply took the initiative to explain: "James Buchanan Barnes was originally the 'material' for the human experiment of the red skeleton. Later, the saint general took a fancy to him and chose him as the candidate for Aryan devil. It really has nothing to do with me."

"As early as the general arrived in Moscow, I wanted to return him to you, but..."

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

Winter soldiers have a lot of friends with the captain of the United States, and they are Superman's friends.

Although Hydra knows the news, who can be willing to send a warship soldier out.

Besides, Baron Strack could not have cooperated with Leviathan without winter soldiers.

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

"Don't mention the past."

Luke showed great generosity, which relieved Baron Strack, whose forehead was dripping with bean sweat

However, this relaxation did not last long.

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

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

"This, this should be! No problem!"

The bald Baron smiled bitterly and nodded in agreement.

He wants to ask Superman to finish it at one time.

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

"For specific compensation, talk to the captain of the United States yourself. He is the representative of Bucky."

Luke finally got to the point and whispered, "I'm not the enemy of Hydra. I'm not interested in completely destroying you."

"I told Dr. Zola these words. Now I'll tell you again. I hope you can feel my sincerity."

Before Superman launched his mouth gun to persuade the Hydra and influence Baron Strack, as a small transparent generation, ZEMO looked up and said, "Your Excellency, just as you are a pacifist and a firm supporter of the community of human destiny, the Hydra actually has similar ideas."

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

"But later it was used as a tool by the evil axis and as a weapon for selfish desires by the ambitious red skeleton!"

The red skeleton is really an omnipotent pot bearer.

Hearing this, Luke couldn't help sighing.

"Therefore, the Hydra has committed a dirty crime and has become the object of spitting."

A generation of ZEMO completely ignored Baron Strack's eyes and spoke more and more vigorously.

"I hope, your excellency, you can give Hydra a chance to be a new man, 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.

It is obvious that a generation of ZEMO can see the situation better than Baron Strack.

"Strack, what do you think?"

Instead of answering, he looked at the bald Baron with a complicated expression.

What else can I think?

Baron Strack squeezed out a smile and echoed, "what ZEMO said is exactly what I think."

"Well, I'd like to give you a chance to start over."

Luke smiled with satisfaction and chatted with interesting people. He was always so happy.

"Strack, ZEMO, let's say that together -"

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

From the Red Square on the west side came the national anthem, "unbreakable alliance", which was singing repeatedly.

"Long live the Hydra!"

The slogan was drowned in a loud, passionate and enthusiastic tune.