Lost Agent

Although it could not yet be said to be completely settled, at least all Hydra branches had openly expressed their willingness to submit.

Baron Strucker had already experienced the power of a space battleship firsthand. Nick Fury had used a single space battleship to beat Strucker's formidable frontal forces like dogs, wiping out most of the Baron's living forces and dealing him a devastating blow.

Everyone had seen the Baron's fate for themselves. His corpse was lying right there at the meeting venue, and it had not even gone cold yet. Under such circumstances, anyone in their right mind would not dare ignore the gigantic warship above their heads.

Perhaps some idiots would still try to pull something later, but Richard did not particularly care. Soldiers would come, generals would block them; water would come, earth would dam it. Even if a bunch of Hydra leaders turned the world upside down, they could not do much to him.

The only reason he had spared their lives for the time being was convenience—though Hydra had been unified, Richard had decided to retain each branch's headquarters and structure, leaving their original leaders in charge of their operations. From now on, however, they would all be answerable to the Snake S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters on Richard's side.

What? Centralize the power of the entire organization and personally handle every last detail?

Wouldn't that just be making trouble for himself?

Still, if anyone wanted to play clever, Richard would not mind going to a little extra trouble and throwing them into the Pacific Ocean to feed the fish. At worst, the corresponding branch would need a new leader. After all, the one thing Hydra never lacked was people.

The meeting ended, and the leaders departed with their own thoughts. When old Mr. Malik boarded his plane,