How could it have turned out like this?
I had clearly planned everything out. Even if Lake Edwin had already returned from Brazil, he was far away in New York, so there was no way for him to make this plan go wrong.
Damn it.
Baron Strucker had clearly just started to waver.
Fuck!
Satan was frantic inside. Having Hydra reemerge, using the opportunity to announce that Hydra had been reborn on federal soil, and directly activating the emergency plan—all of that had been planned.
But now?
Judging by the power of the explosion, let alone the Three Feathers, it was questionable whether the land where the Three Feathers had originally stood even still existed.
Satan had originally thought that as long as Alexander Pierce died, the branch of Hydra attached to Alexander Pierce definitely would not let the matter rest. At that point, he would send in the Supervisory Bureau to clash directly with Hydra and have the Supervisory Bureau provide evidence that Hydra had been reborn. That way, he could at least give Hydra's internal factions an explanation.
And even...
The idea had been beautiful, but reality had given him a brutal blow to the head.
How was he supposed to play this now?
The explosion at the Three Feathers had originated from within. No one knew what had happened inside the Three Feathers. Although, besides S.H.I.E.L.D. being Alexander Pierce's headquarters, he also had secret bases and Hydra agents in other parts of the Federation, with something like this happening at the Three Feathers, it was hard to say whether the other secret bases under Alexander Pierce's control would follow suit.
Still, it probably wasn't likely.
No.
It should have been some other matter that had led Baron Strucker to make up his mind. After all, Baron Strucker