Chapter 2601

Nick took a deep breath and said, "What did you do to Baron Zemo? Is he still alive?"

"He is of course still alive, and living very well." Nick heard the mockery in the other party's tone and knew that Baron Zemo was in bad luck. This freak probably seized the opportunity during the chaos to defeat Baron Zemo and take his place.

But now it was obviously not a good time to usurp the throne. The situation was already very tense. Making such a big noise, it was impossible for Hydra's German headquarters not to ask for accountability. No matter what means the other party used, always chasing behind him, they had room for negotiation.

"You must want to talk now that you contacted me," Nick said. "Tell me your conditions."

"The two of us have a common pursuit," the other party's articulation was very slow, as if German was not fluent. Nick could judge from his pronunciation that he was more like a native English speaker. He silently remembered this detail in his heart.

"Before this, please allow me to introduce myself first. I come from Hydra's American headquarters and am the general person in charge of the New York State region in the United States, codenamed 'Doctor'. I came here because we had insight into Red Skull Schmidt's conspiracy in advance—no one wants a nuclear bomb to fall on their own head, right?"

Nick's heart tightened. He said, "You mean Red Skull might launch a nuclear bomb at the United States?"

"He wants to use this as a means to threaten you," the voice on the other end of the phone said, "If you don't help the German army drive away those Soviets, they will throw the atomic bomb on your heads."

"Fuck it!" Nick couldn't help but curse. He put one hand on his hip, shook his body, pursed his lips tightly, and stared like an angry beast. He said, "Since you came over, you must have a solution. Tell me."

"Schmidt is too stupid, has too many small actions, and has been watched by others without knowing it. He has gradually lost Hitler's trust."

Nick seemed to understand something. He said, "Inside and outside cooperation?"

"That's right. I know you have already watched that base, but it is very difficult for you to storm it alone. There are quite perfect defense measures there. If Red Skull is determined to shrink inside, it is equivalent to a knife hanging on your neck."

Nick didn't answer, but he knew in his heart that what the other party said was right. If Red Skull intended to threaten the US Congress with an atomic bomb, no one would have 100% certainty that Congress would not be threatened. Pressing the button only took one second. Even if it was just to stabilize the other party, politicians would definitely make some appeasement measures. Then the surrender time that was originally close at hand would have to become distant again.

"What plan do you have?" Nick asked.

"What about you?" the other party asked back.

"Alright, it seems you have been watching us. To tell you the truth, I invited Captain America."

"That clown who plays to the gallery?"

Although he knew that Hydra definitely had no good words for Captain America, Nick was still choked, because the other party knew best whether Captain America had really dealt a blow to them.

"Alright, maybe there were indeed some performance traces before, but I assure you, he is a bona fide super soldier and has guarantees in terms of force."

"I have seen it," the other party still used that light voice, which made Nick feel like a cricket being fought. It seemed that nothing could be hidden from the other party, which made Nick furious.

"Is this the reason you chased me?" Nick asked. He knew the uncontrollable anger in his voice would make him look like an idiot and a reckless man, but he didn't care.

"Not entirely, Sergeant," the other party continued, "I just want to ensure that you are a cautious enough person. If you have nowhere to run after being chased a few times, I won't be at ease letting you do those delicate jobs."

"Can you tell me your plan now?"

"Alright, let's show some sincerity," the voice continued to come from the other end of the phone. He said, "I have a way to completely alienate Hitler and Schmidt. Red Skull will be held accountable in a few days. By then, he will only have two choices: either completely tear his face with his old boss, or be willing to be trapped."

"I have certainty that Red Skull won't dare to completely turn his face with Hitler at this time point. He doesn't have the guts to fight the Soviet army outside Berlin alone, so he can only choose to swallow his anger."

"I will make him feel that Hitler has already noticed his final trump card. At that time, as a trapped beast, Schmidt will have no other choice. He will try every means to keep his trump card, and even not hesitate to transport the missile out of the base."

"What you need to do is give him a fatal blow when he reveals a flaw."

"I'm not questioning you," Nick said, "Can you really alienate Hitler and Schmidt? The two of them are old partners. During the time Schmidt was most favored, all high-ranking military officials had to retreat a shot..."

"Don't bother about this," accompanied by the voice was a low laugh. Soon, only the busy tone remained.

Nick stood in place for a long time, but in the end, he decided to take a gamble.

Shiler and Eric were preparing to go out. Their destination was very far, so they drove a car and didn't bring any other people or weapons. Eric looked at Shiler with some worry.

"Are you sure you want to go over like this? I'm not necessarily able to deal with so many soldiers."

"We are not going to fight," Shiler said. "You just help me create some chaos, and I naturally have a way to sneak into the base."

"Why must you go in?" Eric asked.

"Of course, to move some hands and feet," Shiler appeared a bit detached, speaking as if he were chanting something. He said, "It's still the same question, when you realize that God cannot punish you, how do you feel?"

Eric was always unwilling to answer this question directly, so he remained silent. Shiler looked down at his fingers and said, "Living people cannot know whether there is hell, but if there is, what standard does He use to judge people's crimes?"

Eric knew that Shiler didn't need an answer, so he remained silent. He heard Shiler say to himself, "God will not stop the crimes in progress, which makes this world have many sinners like you and me for no reason. Then who holds the standard for going to hell? Killing one person and killing ten people, will the soul eventually go to the same place?"

Eric didn't know the answer to this question, but he still expressed his view, "Perhaps the sins are different, and the judgment obtained in hell is also different."

"But aren't they all suffering?"

Eric suddenly smelled a hint of danger from this topic. He heard Shiler say, "Suffering has a limit. No matter what, the retribution suffered in hell must have an end."

"So what?" Eric's ominous premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger.

When he turned to look at Shiler, he felt his breathing stop for a moment, because the smile hanging on the man's face in front of him was the most evil and terrifying Eric had ever seen in his life.

"But crimes have no upper limit," Shiler smiled and said, "Retribution has a limit, doing evil has no limit. Anyway, they all have to suffer the same suffering, why not do a big one?"

The car slowly drove into the valley. In the cool night fog, the light of the car headlights gradually disappeared.

The headlights turned around and illuminated a piece of dark forest. The German countryside in this season was exceptionally humid and cold. There was almost nothing in the depths of the dense forest, only lonely black shadows that made people think of the devil.

The two got out of the car. Eric took another path. He wanted to make some noise at the front door. He was quite good at this. Anyway, the ability was not so controllable, and everyone in the base deserved to die.

Soon, the fire light, the flashlight light, and the shouting sound became noisy at the same time. The rude cursing in German startled the birds in the forest. At the back of the base, another figure nimbly flipped over the wall. The surveillance discovered it, but no one could catch him.

Shiler soon found the warehouse where the missiles were stored. Red Skull didn't let him down. This nuclear bomb was not a fake product made to threaten other people, but a real atomic bomb, just with a relatively average equivalent. Destroying Berlin was difficult. Shiler calculated it and felt that it could probably only destroy a Smallville.

This was not surprising. Germany was stubborn about atomic bombs. The research direction was completely wrong, and it was not unexpected that they couldn't build anything good.

Shiler turned into mist and slowly swallowed this atomic bomb. Soon, what appeared in the original position was another nuclear warhead—from another world, and more importantly, from a group of crazy teenagers.

That's right, this was the super nuclear warhead that the two teams of Robins worked together to create. Except for coming from the Soviet Union, it also experienced the baptism of Bat Industry and Robin's crazy wild thoughts. It could be completely called a cosmic black box. Before the explosion, no one knew how destructive this thing was.

In short, one sentence—even if Joker came, he would have to run away.

Although after erasing the Bat logo, the appearance was still vastly different from the original warhead, especially the size. This warhead looked like it was more than 200 times larger than the original one. That was to say, the warehouse built by Schmidt was large enough, otherwise it wouldn't be able to fit in.

This abnormality would definitely be discovered, but it didn't matter, because soon, there wouldn't be many scientists left in the base.

The next morning, the base reported the news of the raid to Red Skull Schmidt. This number one figure of Hydra so far felt a sinking heart. Adolf had really taken action.

In the past few days, Red Skull's things were not going well. For some reason, his former colleagues who were originally in the Adolf party began to target him everywhere, especially the head of the Gestapo, who looked at him as if he were looking at his father's killer.

One day when they just came out of the conference room, the head squeezed to Schmidt's side, bumped his shoulder, and said, "Count you ruthless, but don't be too proud, I will make you look good soon."

After speaking, he walked away, leaving Schmidt alone and confused. But soon he knew the reason—the Gestapo believed that the church killer who had made them lose face recently was Red Skull's person.

As everyone knows, secret police teams like the Gestapo need deterrence the most. If they cannot make people hear their names and tremble, then this institution has no meaning of existence at all.

Power is a poison that makes people addicted, especially the power of having the right to prevent arrest. Every leader of the Gestapo will never allow this power to be weakened or dispersed.

In their view, Red Skull sent the church killer to kill everywhere and used his intelligence advantage to avoid the Gestapo's investigation, the purpose was to divide power from their hands, and the struggle for power has always been endless.