Alvin didn't believe Bucky, who had willingly gone to Hell to stand guard, would attack Wakanda.
The best thing to do now was bring him over to meet T'Challa. They had to clear things up, or this trip to Hell would turn into a farce before it even began.
Setting the Iron Arm issue aside, Alvin thought the United States military might not be entirely innocent here. Stark might simply have been the wrong target for T'Challa, since he was too close to the military.
Not many countries had the means and nerve to buy Wakandan Vibranium. If those European Union bureaucrats, who had to hold meetings just to add more toilet paper to the restrooms, could make that kind of decision, the United States wouldn't have gotten where it was today.
Zhang Qiang from the Gun Club might dare to do it, Alvin guessed, but he had no reason to. Even an outsider like Alvin could tell that the Gun Club's technology had already developed into its own distinct system.
Vibranium was powerful, but it wasn't worth killing a king over—not for the Gun Club.
There was no point even mentioning Russia. The former superpower was truly powerless now...
So, aside from those few major players, the blame fell on the United States military.
Money, manpower, and utter disregard for the rules—that was the impression the United States military always gave...
Alvin didn't care whether that was actually true. He was only speculating, and someone with a big head had to take the blame.
Alvin didn't have Bucky's contact information, so he called Steve.
Steve had spent nearly two months hunting down the remnants of Hydra in Eastern Europe, and had only been back at school for a few days.
Now, Alvin's call had him insisting on coming over.