Luke's personal proposal to carry out S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra family relations and build a community with a shared future for mankind has been put on hold for the time being.
For such an important decision, Dr. Zola has no say, it must be nodded in agreement by the leaders hiding in the dark.
He originally belonged to Red Skull's faction, but the remaining forces had long been divided up between S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra, leaving basically nothing left.
So, Dr. Zola said before.
He quit the organization and turned to the bright side. Now he just wants to be a good person.
To a certain extent, it is also true.
After all, the boss ran away to outer space, Third Reich was almost dead, and he didn't even have a few subordinates who were obedient and did things well.
When life is so miserable, why bother Hydra.
Follow S.H.I.E.L.D. honestly and hold on to the thigh of Superman. This is the right path.
"General Cahill, I have no objections to the formation of Snake...Hydra-Shield."
Dr. Zola, who understood Luke's thoughts, seemed to have turned around and nodded decisively. "I also believe that you are definitely a better leader than Red Skull."
"If S.H.I.E.L.D. needs it, I can immediately provide the location of Baron Strucker. He is also one of the leaders of Hydra."
"Other leaders, such as Viper, are far away from Japan. Whitehall's whereabouts have always been secretive and difficult to find. I may not be able to help."
"Furthermore, Baron Strucker contacted me not long ago. This person has secret contacts with Atlantis and Hellfire Club."
"It is very likely that he is also one of the Black Hand behind this war!"
Dr. Zola is worthy of being the old Hydra who has both sides. He sells out his teammates without hesitation.
Anyway, we are not in the same faction and have little friendship with each other.
"I will make a trip to Moscow in the future. If I meet Baron Strucker, I will have an in-depth conversation with him to discuss Hydra-Shield's merger plan."
Luke showed a kind smile.
He didn't think the other party would refuse his request.
"The Baron is a smart man, and I believe he will definitely be willing to make his due contribution to jointly building a better future for mankind."
Dr. Zola quickly agreed.
It is not without reason that this short and fat scientist can stay with Red Skull for so long and sit in a high-level position.
At least this ability to observe people's emotions is not much worse than Luke's former number one dog licker, Alessandro-Cosa.
"Dr. Zola, today's conversation..."
After finishing talking about the business, Luke stood up and picked up the glass of red wine on the table again.
"Mr. Major General came to me just to discuss the transformation plan of Wardun's Blood. Other than that, there is nothing else."
Dr. Zola smiled and looked very polite.
"Well, cheers."
Luke nodded with satisfaction.
The great plan of S.H.I.E.L.D. to successfully invest in Hydra and form Hydra-Shield has taken the first step.
With Dr. Zola as a recommendation, I believe that the head that originally belonged to Red Skull will grow out soon.
"Uh, cheers!"
Dr. Zola raised his glass and said with a smile.
He subconsciously wanted to shout "Hail Hydra".
Considering that he had turned from darkness to light and came ashore clean, he swallowed it back forcefully.
"Hail Hydra. We will be in the same camp from now on."
Luke seems to have seen through Dr. Zola's heart and directly spoke this famous line.
The latter was stunned for a moment and quickly shouted, "Hail Hydra!"
In S.H.I.E.L.D.'s long office, the two of them clinked glasses with each other, and the scarlet wine sloshed out in circles.
[Side mission: The arrival of a new era, the rebirth of Hydra!]
[Requirement: Be the only leader.]
[Reward: Unlock Kryptonian Spaceship]
Glancing at the updated task list, Luke smiled.
A week later.
Atlantic Ocean Many cities along the coast.
For example, Boston, Philadelphia, Miami and New York were attacked by the Atlantis fleet respectively.
This is a sign of war!
The group of blue-skinned Deep Sea People who gathered, either riding huge marine creatures or driving fusiform spaceships, began to head towards the land.
"Rear Admiral Cavill, what are your plans?"
Oval Office and the President of White House really couldn't stand the public opinion outside and the pressure of going to war, so they had no choice but to ask for help from Luke.
Apart from Rear Admiral Cavill, who had created countless miracles, he didn't know who else to trust.
During this period, Navy Department tried to contact Atlantis's army, and several small-scale conflicts broke out between the two sides.
Each time it ended in miserably failure.
Facts have proved that it is almost impossible for the aircraft carrier fleet to defeat Atlantis in the Atlantic Ocean waters.
Even if bombers are dispatched to suppress fire, the effect is not very great.
Atlanteans can quickly dive when the situation is not right.
The power of their high-pressure water cannons is astonishing, and the solid fortress they built has its own defensive water film, which even torpedoes cannot break.
Unless White House can make up its mind to drop another Atomic Bomb.
Otherwise, the situation in the next war will not be optimistic.
"The President, we don't need to panic."
Luke was the first to comfort him.
I haven't seen him for many days. The President, who has been in office for less than a year, looks very haggard.
In order to reduce casualties, National Guard is already evacuating urban residents near the Atlantic Ocean coastline.
This approach has caused dissatisfaction among many people.
The surging public opinion pressure from the outside world is like boiling water.
Americans, who had just experienced a war, had no intention of fighting at all, so naturally he had many complaints.
The Capitol Hill congressmen had a huge quarrel. The war faction and the peace faction met every day and always asked whether the other party's parents were alive.
As for the Pentagon, someone has already suggested throwing in a few Atomic Bomb to wash the floor.
It can be seen that this upcoming war will put a lot of pressure on White-headed Eagle, who likes to use military hegemony to coerce other countries in the future.
"Rear Admiral Cavill, I can't keep calm! Just as Minister Nimitz of the Navy Department said, if he knew where the lair of those blue-skinned guys was, he would throw a bunch of Atomic Bomb there right away!"
The president smiled bitterly and said he couldn't calm down.
He hadn't slept well for several days. When he closed his eyes, Atlanteans entered White House, and he hung himself on a street lamp pole - that seemed to be a French tradition.
"With all due respect, Atomic Bomb probably won't solve the problem."
Luke punctured the president's last illusion and said in a deep voice, "Royal City and Poseidonia of Atlantis may be under an extremely deep trench. The shock wave caused by the explosion should not harm them."
"That's really good news."
The president, who took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, was speechless.
Even Atomic Bomb doesn't work, so what chance does Federal Government have of winning?
"S.H.I.E.L.D. has not been idle these days. We have sent hundreds of agents, active in Boston and Philadelphia, to collect intelligence information on Atlantis."
Seeing that the president's mentality was about to explode, Luke said at the right time, "Deep Sea People's tactics should be to prepare to build fortresses along the coastline to form a solid defensive front and offensive camp."
"Atlanteans actually cannot adapt to life on land. They can breathe underwater, but they cannot stay in human cities continuously."
"Every once in a while, their troops would return to their forts on the coastline to replenish their weapons and water."
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