Don't think that Leon said it so lightly and concisely, as if it were nothing. Anyone with a little bit of sense knows how thrilling and magnificent the war in hell was. Li Xiang had not awakened his microcosm and had never been exposed to that level of war, but he had read a lot of magic books. Kamar-Taj had a massive collection of books, and he had read many of them. He had some understanding of how powerful a God-King-level being was. Just imagining a war of that magnitude made Li Xiang's blood boil.
"I can save the memory of that battle, and you can watch it yourself later," Leon said casually, quickly sprinkling spices on the meat. The aroma of the barbecue made people's mouths water. He smoothly placed the grilled meat on a platter, carried it to the dining table, and set it down. There was already a lot of delicious and rich food on the table: vinegar and pepper turkey, grape noodles, egg and green pepper salad, fried pork chops, barbecue, kebabs, grilled anchovy, New York steak, grilled tomato fillet steak, grilled flank steak, fruit salad, and more. The main feature was the richness and sheer quantity.
This single meal was at least five or six times the amount of food an ordinary family would eat daily. However, whether it was Leon, Li Xiang and his wife, or the children, Lily and Dean, they were all big eaters. Not to mention the former, even the two young children—the special children's serum developed for them in normal times made their physical fitness more than a little bit better than their peers. With their strong physical fitness, their nutritional needs were immense. The usual breakfast for five or six-year-olds was nothing more than an egg, a sandwich, and a glass of milk. These two kids were eating barbecue, lamb chops, pork chops, two apples, corn porridge, orange juice, and more, an amount of food that was exactly what an adult would eat. Even so, it was only enough to meet their nutritional needs for one morning. They wouldn't eat at school at noon; someone would pick them up and take them home. After all, if someone saw them eating so much at school, they would probably be called monsters.
After preparing lunch, the table and food were kept at a constant temperature by a special barrier, so the food wouldn't get too hot or too cold, even in November.
"Hey, ladies and gentlemen, it's time to eat!" After setting up the tableware and tables, Leon walked to the riverbank and clapped his hands, shouting to the two little ones who were still struggling with the boat spinning in circles.
"Brother, we need help, help, help!" Lily, who had been trying for a long time, was a little indignant. When she heard her brother's shout, she put the paddle down on the boat, stood up, and shouted at Leon coquettishly. Little Dean did the same. Leon almost laughed out loud. Without him making any visible movement, the boat on the lake automatically began to break through the waves and drift towards the riverbank. The speed was not too fast. Although the two little ones were young, their balance was very strong, and they could maintain their stability even when standing on the boat.
They soon reached the gravel beach by the lake. Little Dean, who was near the stern of the boat, stood up and held out his small hand. Leon picked him up, and then the two big dogs stood up excitedly and suddenly jumped onto the gravel beach. When little Lily saw her brother in Leon's arms, she snorted, like an angry little bull, and ran with her short legs, then jumped up and rushed straight at Leon. Leon had no choice but to hold little Dean in one arm and reach out the other to hold little Lily. Seeing her brother successfully catch her, little Lily giggled and rubbed her little head against Leon's neck, saying that her brother was the best. He carried the two little ones and the big dogs to the dining table and sat down.
Pudding and Black Panther also had food, not dog food, but the same food as the whole family, and they were given a large portion. For Leon's family, these two furry big guys were no longer ordinary pets. So Leon also asked the headquarters to develop a special serum specifically for Pudding and Black Panther. Don't let their appearance fool you; in fact, their strength, speed, explosive power, bite force, and claws were no longer those of ordinary Alaskan dogs. Perhaps in the future, these two big dogs would be like DC's Superman dog, Krypto. Eating human food was definitely not a problem.
No one disturbed them. The scenery was beautiful. They were camping and picnicking by the lake. The atmosphere was peaceful and tranquil. Leon's blood and fighting spirit after the war gradually began to calm down, and he felt relaxed. The family laughed and talked, and from time to time, they would laugh at the jokes made by the two little ones. There was also the occasional loving scolding from their mother, Amy. Everything seemed so beautiful.
But when someone laughs, someone else cries. HYDRA's life was getting harder and harder. After Nick Fury's major purge of S.H.I.E.L.D., he captured the lurking HYDRA agents, including some high-ranking ones, and used the information obtained from them to strike the rest of HYDRA throughout the world. The intensity of the strike was all-out. Although S.H.I.E.L.D. lost a large part of its power due to the Great Purge, the remaining power was still formidable. A massive organization that had been accumulating power for decades had a terrifying explosive force, not to mention that it was led by Nick Fury, a shrewd and decisive agent king.
Under successive attacks, the leaders of the remaining factions of the HYDRA Council had to escape in various ways, and while fleeing, they secretly cursed Zemo, Cynthia Schmidt, Rumlow, and Bullock, especially Cynthia, who promised to make HYDRA great again. They had to surrender, but after so long, there was no news about this group of people. It seems that they hid somewhere. What about them? Were they abandoned? Or were they cannon fodder deliberately thrown out by that damned woman, Cynthia?
But they would never have thought that Baron Zemo, Cynthia Schmidt, and Rumlow, who were being cursed by them, were looking at each other silently in the Red Skull's base in Antarctica. Susan Scarbo, who had raised Cynthia since she was a child, was also there. At the moment, Cynthia was wearing a black coat, and her face looked a little ugly and confused. Susan Scarbo's face was also ugly. After Cynthia left with the Sky Hammer in Antarctica, Susan led the members of the Sisterhood of Sin to search for her at great risk, but still found no news. When she felt desperate, Cynthia suddenly appeared in Antarctica today, still wearing the armor. Fortunately, there were people she had left at the Antarctic base who contacted her.
Zemo and Rumlow were also there. But strangely, Cynthia had lost her memory. Her memory stopped at the moment she saw the Sky Hammer at the Red Skull base in Antarctica, and she had no memory of what happened afterward. Susan used her hypnotic ability on Cynthia, trying to awaken subsequent memories, but got nothing. Except for Rumlow, Baron Zemo, Cynthia, and Susan were all smart people, and they immediately thought of some possibilities.
After a long silence, Cynthia whispered, "We can't get involved in what's happening here; we need to find another way."
"There is no way unless we leave Earth," Zemo shook his head and said seriously. "Nick Fury knows the information about me, Rumlow, and others. He mobilized all his strength and connections to attack us. We have no chance of winning." On the surface, the Earth was now calm, but in fact, a fierce battle was secretly ongoing. The death toll reported in some news reports from various countries around the world, the frequency of so-called "accidental" shootings, and so on, all proved how fierce the fight was in secret. During the time Cynthia disappeared, they had already suffered heavy losses. This was just a tacit agreement between the two sides to fight in secret. If it was brought to the surface, HYDRA's demise would be even more miserable. No matter which country in the world, HYDRA could not be tolerated.
This was why they were brought to the surface no matter how serious the losses were. But secretly, they couldn't beat Nick Fury even when they were all together, which was the most embarrassing part. S.H.I.E.L.D. had too many connections. Its armed forces were already extremely large, and it could mobilize forces from all sides to attack them. It only needed some exchange of interests. For Nick Fury, if he could destroy HYDRA, he was willing to pay a huge price. So, in essence, the demise of HYDRA had basically become a fact. There was no hope, no future.
Baron Zemo had always been a smart man. He originally thought that Cynthia could give him some hope, but now it seemed that this hope had disappeared. "You and I both know that we have no other choice, Cynthia. Give up. We have already failed."
"NO, I haven't failed yet, and I won't accept failure. I am Red Skull!" Cynthia said angrily. She had been hiding her identity for decades, developing day after day just to make HYDRA stand on top of the world again, but now, Zemo wanted her to give up and admit failure? What was everything she had done for so many years for?
Facing the raging Cynthia, Baron Zemo did not let the waves affect him but looked at her calmly. At this moment, Cynthia, who was in her teens, was like a child, and he was more like a mature and rational old man. Perhaps it was because of their different perspectives on things. Cynthia lived in a world decades ago, where from a human perspective, airplanes, cannons, and warships were the basis of power. That was within the scope of human understanding, and HYDRA could also conquer the world through these.
"But what about now?" Zemo opened his mouth slowly and said calmly. "Don't tell me that in the past few decades of development, you didn't know that there are creatures other than humans in this world: vampires, werewolves, undead, and all kinds of weird and incomprehensible events."
"Humans are no longer the protagonists. Airplanes, cannons, and warships can no longer make it possible for us to rule the world. Power beyond imagination, gods, demons... when you held that hammer, you could break through 50 meters of thick concrete with a single leap and fly into the sky. The speed at that moment exceeded the speed of sound. Can you imagine? How strong a body does that require? Is this the power that humans can have? And Mutants like Magneto and Professor X... which of these people is not a nuclear-weapon-level combat force? They may have weaknesses that can be targeted, but what about gods? The world is changing too fast, and we are too small in front of these gods, Cynthia."
Baron Zemo finally gave a bitter conclusion. It was a conclusion that made Cynthia completely despair. Her originally high-spirited appearance turned into dejection. Susan looked at Cynthia worriedly but did not stop Zemo, because she knew that letting Cynthia give up might be the most correct choice.
"What do you want to do?" After a long time, Cynthia looked up at Baron Zemo bitterly. She knew that the other party had told her so much because he had his own purpose, and she asked in a low voice.
"Show our value, or our only value," Baron Zemo said seriously. "If there is anyone in this world who can let us survive, there is only one person."
"Viper..." Susan's eyes flashed. Before Cynthia disappeared, Zemo had already thought of joining Viper, but because Nick Fury reacted too quickly, his intelligence and execution were amazing, and he had already locked them down. It was definitely because Susan had risked her life to find Cynthia, which led to the disclosure of their whereabouts. It could be said that they were just a group of people who were trapped and waiting to die.
"Pray for us, and hope that our only value can be appreciated by her," Baron Zemo took a sip of red wine.
One day later, on the Antarctic ice field, snow tanks, armed helicopters, transport vehicles, submarines under the sea more than ten kilometers away, and warships were waiting in place. Densely packed armed agents and soldiers, wearing snow combat uniforms and fully armed, slowly formed a siege towards the Red Skull base.
Outside the base, Zemo, Susan, Cynthia, and Rumlow, wearing down jackets, looked at the long black line gradually condensing on the ice field and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
"You are worthy of being praised by Alexander as the king of agents."
"Such cunning and decisive action."
Baron Zemo exhaled lightly, and a wisp of white mist sprayed out of his mouth. He glanced at the communicator in his gloved hand, his eyes were complicated—expectant, urgent, and afraid of being cornered.
On the command tower of a warship behind the front large force, Phil Coulson held a high-precision telescope and saw Zemo, Rumlow, Cynthia, and Susan in front of the base.
(End of Chapter)
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