Natasha went through all the files recorded since S.H.I.E.L.D. had first come into contact with Schiller. In the end, she discovered that Schiller probably really did have a grudge against Hydra.
Ever since Schiller had entered S.H.I.E.L.D.'s field of vision, not a single Hydra agent had walked away alive from his schemes.
Simply dying was not enough. They had to die for a purpose, with their usefulness maximized. After death, they had to be dragged back and revived for a second round of use, then die again and come back again, as though he wanted to squeeze every last drop out of them, body and soul alike.
Speaking with her conscience, Natasha had indeed seen Schiller use one insane grand plan to trap a whole group of people more than once since she had met him. Some had been fooled into utter confusion and still ended up telling him, "Thank you."
Aside from using those plans to shear wool and gain benefits, Schiller usually preferred watching the sheep run around naked. Natasha knew that many parts of his plans were purely born of Schiller's bad taste, with no other reason behind them.
But when it came to Hydra, this did not look much like shearing wool. It looked more like bloodletting—or rather, like chopping off the sheep's head in one stroke.
That did not quite fit Schiller's usual logic. From Natasha's observations and the summarized files, Schiller cared rather deeply about sustainable development. In other words, he did not keep shearing the same sheep, instead leaving as many sheep as possible room to grow their wool.
Yet looking back over the past few years, Schiller had struck Hydra with ruthless madness. Early on, he could shear them several times a day, with entirely different plans each time—and he had been