Chapter 156 - 152 Sorry, I Want To Join Hydra.
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Rogers had a shocked look of 'strange knowledge has increased.'
Despite knowing that the country's image may not be as glamorous as it seems due to the entanglement of various interests.
However, it was still difficult for him to accept the recruitment of war criminals to government departments.
"Those people should be tried."
Rogers whispered.
Seeing Captain America depressed, Luke continued to talk about the dark history of the federal government, "That's just your personal opinion, but the President and Generals don't think so. To ensure the strategic interests, they bypassed these rules and sent over 700 intelligence personnel to vigorously collect workers related to fighter aircraft, missiles, and rocket programs."
"Among them was Arthur L. Rudolph, who had managed an arsenal and was an expert in rocket manufacturing. However, he was also a notorious war criminal, committing brutal crimes like hanging slave laborers, killing and abusing prisoners of war."
"Wernher von Braun, the designer of the V2 missile, is also a senior engineer with the Army's Directorate of Equipment Design and Research. He killed thousands of people in Britain and was a militant Third Reich activist."
Luke was very detailed, and every word was like a sledgehammer, hitting Rogers in the heart.
"Steve, there is no absolute justice in this world. The country you are defending, or rather, the very spirit you are upholding, is not really that great."
Luke, who is obviously the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and a Major General in the Army, is unashamedly ridiculing the capitalist country that is packaged as a beacon of freedom.
But then again, Operation Paperclip did have a great influence on America during its development.
For example, the one who was a war criminal, Wernher von Braun.
This man has an impressive resume and entered the Technical University of Berlin in 1930.
Four years later, he received his Ph.D. in physics from Humboldt University, where his thesis was graded at the very top of the scale.
In just two years, the V2 missile was designed. It was the first ballistic missile put into actual combat in the world.
Later, he came to the United States and developed the Saturn V, which successfully achieved the moon's amazing feat.
He can be said to be another Howard Stark in the rocket manufacturing and aerospace industry.
"What about S.H.I.E.L.D.? Are we the same?"
Rogers had some trouble accepting it and looked over at Luke, leaning back in his seat.
"Almost. Like Dr. Arnim Zola, he used to manufacture energy weapons for Red Skull, and now he works for S.H.I.E.L.D. Therefore, we let bygones be bygones for his previous crimes."
Luke nodded, not hiding anything.
S.H.I.E.L.D. has also benefited from Operation Paperclip.
From a nameless intelligence agency, it has rapidly developed into a massive organization above the Pentagon.
Apart from Superman's special status, all kinds of amazing acts of asking for funds and expanding powers and responsibilities.
In a small part, it was also thanks to the generous help from Hydra.
This old rival made the reorganized Strategic Science Reserve quickly complete the initial build-up.
"Don't be too obsessed with righteousness, kindness, and moral conscience, Steve. You can pursue those beautiful things, but you can't use them as the standard to measure everything in the world."
Luke started to brew his poisonous pep-talk as usual, playing the role of a mentor.
Speaking of, reforming the unshakable Captain America seemed interesting.
"I never thought about Howard's weapons business, how many people have been killed by the weapons he made and sold."
"Even less, Arnim Zola was once a loyal fan of the Third Reich, once working for hydra and Red Skull. His hands were covered with the blood of Allied soldiers."
"Because it's meaningless. It's of no use except to plunge oneself into the contradiction between moral conscience and cruel reality."
Rogers' lips quivered as if he wanted to say something.
The education he received from childhood and the concept he formed was to be a good person. To adhere to the bottom line and don't hurt others so easily.
But Luke's words were like bullets that shattered Captain America's sturdy defenses and left him shaken.
"But …"
Rogers looked up as if he had some doubts about life.
"There is no but; separate the reason from reality; I am Superman, a war hero, and the object of public admiration."
Luke smiled and whispered, "But I am also the commander of S.H.I.E.L.D, an army General, a man in power, and a leader in every sense of the word. I need to protect my interests and stick to my position. To this end, we even have to do some unethical 'bad things.'"
"These two identities together don't contradict each other."
Rogers is very confused as if subjected to a 10,000-point mental attack.
He looked down at the vibranium shield in his hand and the stars and stripes printed on his chest.
For a while, he was at a loss for words.
"Maybe I'm not fit to be a Captain."
After a while, Rogers laughed at himself.
"I'm glad you're here, Luke. In this way, I just have to be a soldier and rush forward with my head down."
Luke, who had given Captain America several things to think about deeply, stood up and patted his opponent on the shoulder, saying, "Let's have dinner at my place tonight; Malèna's cooking is quite good."
A few minutes later, the conversation ended.
Watching Rogers leave, he walked over to the wine cabinet and poured a glass of Lafite '82 -- well, the 1882 vintage.
"Dr. Zola, you've heard it all."
Luke shook his glass of red wine and said towards the office cubicle, "I know exactly what Hydra is planning to do, you're relying on Operation Paperclip to infiltrate S.H.I.E.L.D., and you're planning to make a comeback and start over."
"The most dangerous places are often the safest. After the collapse of the Red Skull, Hydra's power was divided into three. S.H.I.E.L.D. recruited one part, one part was taken away by Baron Trask, and one part hid and secretly infiltrated the federal government."
The pudgy Dr. Zola pushed the door and came out with small steps.
He stayed in the office's cubicle very early and heard the counter-measures against the Hellfire Club and all kinds of information about 'Operation Paperclip.'
"Major General Sir, I have turned my back on it! Hydra is doomed to have no future. S.H.I.E.L.D is the future!"
Dr. Zola said sincerely.
Luke handed a glass of red wine and shook his head, "You are wrong, Dr. Zola. I'm very optimistic about Hydra. Their organization is tight, their penetration ability is outstanding, and their intelligence networks are everywhere, which is much better than S.H.I.E.L.D."
Dr. Zola trembled and took the glass.
He didn't know what the Major General was trying to say.
Could it be that he wanted to settle the old account for him being a Hydra member?
"Dr. Zola, I want to join you."
Luke's smile grew stronger; he sincerely said, "Do you think I could be a qualified Hydra member?"
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