Doctor Zola

There was nothing worth saying in the conversation with SSR's new leader. It was all the same old politician routine. Su Ming directly dumped Howard on him and let him ramble on with that white-bearded old man.

The objective had been achieved. Howard was no longer useful.

The fee he had paid before had merely been for Deathstroke to safely escort him to SSR headquarters.

The people who wanted to kill him were not the same group that had murdered Brian. In other words, Howard was safe here. If he was still worried, Su Ming suggested that he keep Doctor Zola company.

If those two encountered danger, a whole swarm of Hydra sleeper agents would definitely crawl out to protect them.

It was not only the Americans who coveted Doctor Zola's technology. Hydra wanted Howard's technology too.

During Hydra's period of infiltration, the top priority for those embedded within SSR was gathering intelligence and stealing technology.

Howard's research results were sitting right there in the laboratory, visible with only a little effort. Operation Paperclip had indirectly brought two genius scientists together. One plus one was far greater than two; sparks of wisdom and technology collided with one another. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Although the laboratory was located on enemy territory, that was not much of a problem. Who could still tell SSR and Hydra apart?

Now some mysterious organization wanted to kill Dr. Stark? Sorry, Hydra would be the first to object.

Howard was still useful for now. The leaders were still waiting for ballistic missile technology combined with nuclear weapons. The mysterious blue cube had been lost by Red Skull, so Hydra needed more tangible military guarantees.

Su Ming had come to investigate the Mutants issue and patch up a temporal loophole while he was at it. As