"All right, final offer. If you don't accept it, then we have nothing more to discuss."
Su Ming put on an impatient act and delivered his ultimatum. In truth, he was quite interested in some of the things Hydra had.
Was that really Madame Hydra? Could she be some female version of Kang the Conqueror in disguise?
There had indeed been quite a few people in the Marvel comic world who used Hatred as a codename. After all, when it came to stirring up emotions, words like hate and rage were always effective.
But a codename alone was not enough to identify a specific person.
The Worldline of the 40K world had undergone major changes. Blue Glove's regeneration device had most likely fallen into Hydra's hands back then. No one knew whether a backup existed somewhere in Berlin. If Kang had truly returned, it was not impossible.
And those bipedal robots, flying saucers, and other technologies—if they inspired some technology fanatic, they might actually develop something.
"You said Zemo told you that Root of Hatred has hundreds of thousands of subordinates?"
"Yes, that's what he said." Peggy answered before anyone else could. She raised a hand to shield her eyes from the glaring sunlight. "Based on our intelligence on Hydra, they shouldn't have that many personnel left."
"Unless Madame Hydra recruited U-Man's Atlanteans."
U-Man was Aquaman Namor's enemy and had always operated underwater. He commanded an unknown number of Atlantean rebels who constantly carried out terrorist attacks along coastal regions.
But the sea was the best cover. SSR had never been able to do anything about him. They could not find him, nor could they catch him. Underwater, he was faster than an airplane.
Deathstroke did not respond. He merely shook his head.
"Let's put U-Man aside for now and