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The boat ride from Sicily to Rome took less than half a day, and Luke arrived at his destination in no time.
Standing on the ship's prow, he could see Italy's capital surrounded by various large and small hills, known as the City of Seven Hills.
The walls of the city are irregular in shape, like a crouching lion, staring down at the Apennines.
Rome's city is arguably one of the oldest cities in history, located in the Latin Plains of the Apennines in the middle of the Mediterranean.
It had experienced two periods: Republic and Empire. It is the birthplace of ancient Roman mythology and has a glorious history and cultural heritage.
Luke disembarked from the port in a dignified manner and presented his long-prepared documents. His cold face matched his sharp military uniform, exuding the momentum of a superior who just no one can approach.
This made it difficult for the soldiers who questioned him, making them unable to examine him too carefully, afraid they would offend this young senior officer.
After taking a general look at the documents and checking his identity, they let them go respectfully.
If this were Berlin, the Gestapo wouldn't have been so easily fooled.
"Dugan, we will succeed in conquering this country and gaining unprecedented glory."
Luke entered Rome, the heart of Italy and the center of Mussolini's rule.
After winning World War I, the Roman Papacy witnessed the strength of the Italian forces led by Mussolini.
So, the two sides signed the Lateran Treaty, which recognized Rome as Italy's capital, while the Italian government recognized the Roman Papacy's sovereignty over the Vatican.
After that, the ambitious Mussolini wasn't satisfied.
He led an army to Rome's city and declared a union with Nazi Germany to form the Franco-Spanish Axis.
Many people thought that Hitler was the founder of the Fascist Doctrine.
But it was Mussolini who opened this Pandora Box.
To a certain extent, he could be considered the teacher of the Third Reich's Führer.
After the First World War, the European landscape was reshuffled, and the people of Italy felt a deep sense of loss over the uneven distribution of benefits after the war.
This, coupled with a stagnant domestic economy and a difficult life for the people, Mussolini found a political entry point.
He initiated the 'Fascist Movement' in Milan and established the first 'Republican Fascist Party' globally.
However, this politician, who was bent on being a dictator, was essentially an opportunist. At least in terms of speeches and stirring up emotions, he had no outstanding ability than his student Hitler.
Initially, in the Axis camp, Mussolini was on an equal footing with the Third Reich Führer, and even Hitler maintained a respectful attitude toward him.
But who knew, the Italian army's performance was abysmal, either surrendering, falling without fighting, or calling on the German team members to come to the rescue.
Mussolini even summoned Hitler, a 'student', to help him out when he had problems.
The Führer grew to despise this man and almost called him a 'trash' on the phone!
Especially after Mussolini was placed under house arrest by the King of Italy and then rescued was by Hitler's special forces.
This once ambitious dictator was reduced entirely to a puppet manipulated by Germany.
"Captain, you always create miracles that we can't imagine!"
Dugan stood behind Luke and remarked confidently.
After getting along these few days, even if Luke said that he would fly to Berlin, bring Hitler out and end the war that was sweeping the world, he probably wouldn't doubt it.
The two arrived at Venice Square, where Luke gazed at the vast and magnificent palace.
That was the Venice Palace, founded by the Pope of Rome.
And right now, it's the political center where Mussolini ruled over 40 million Italians and the most heavily guarded part of the city.
Tomorrow, the first shot to conquer Italy will be fired here!
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London, Allied Command.
At the secret base of the SSR team. A busy, hot, and tense atmosphere.
A month has passed and the Allied Forces' intelligence department had begun a fierce battle with Hydra.
The spies and agents of both sides are active in the major cities in the rear.
Such as the Axis Powers' Berlin and the Allies' London, New York, and Poland.
People on both sides keep intercepting each other's intelligence. Although the Strategic Science Reserve had gathered all the elites from the Allies, it's still at a disadvantage in the face of Hydra, whose actions were more secretive and powerful.
"So far, we haven't found the exact location of the Hydra base! Where were the captured Allied soldiers sent? What experiments were the German Nazis conducting in secret? We don't know anything!"
Colonel Philips roared loudly, and harsh reprimands echoed in the room, which silenced the people below.
"In just one month, we sacrificed thirteen agents, and four spies embedded in the Axis countries were discovered ... This is the greatest loss the Strategic Scientific Reserve has suffered since its inception! Allied Command is disappointed in us! And I'm disappointed in you!"
Colonel Phillips was angry, and one of the reasons is he got a call from President Roosevelt yesterday.
Although the man in charge of the White House hadn't expressed any opinions about the Strategic Science Reserve, but from his tone of voice, the Colonel could recognize the implicit message of accountability.
Initially, the Allied forces gradually advanced on the battlefield, and many people felt that the Axis Powers had lost their momentum.
But no one expected that the Red Skull, who got the Tesseract, used Hydra's scientific reserves to develop potent energy weapons and applied them to guns, tanks, and other heavy weaponry.
Powerful technology beyond this era had brought the Axis Powers from a state of collapsing to a standstill.
The situation of losing ground and falling into disadvantage had also eased.
On the contrary, the Allies began to show weakness in Eastern Europe's battlefield, and the established defensive front was in jeopardy.
For a series of reasons, the Strategic Science Reserve was under tremendous pressure.
They weren't able to figure out the technical basis behind the energy weapons that Hydra has mastered yet.
The military factory's exact location and the secret base of Hydra's, they didn't even have the slightest clue.
Hydra's agents had long infiltrated the Allies' top and bottom, making it impossible to avoid them. This situation made the team led by Colonel Philips reactive in terms of intelligence.
"Have you heard from Luke?"
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"Have you heard from Luke?"
After venting his anger, Colonel Philips turned and looked at Peggy Carter next to him.
He could only pin his hopes on Luke's success now. If the raid on Rome is successful, the plan to help the Allies land in Sicily would be successful.
Not only will the Allies' morale soar, but the status of the SSR would also rise.
"I received a telegram from Captain Cavill yesterday. They occupied a naval camp near Sicily. At 3:40 this afternoon, the Allied forces will land on shore with the local Mafia's help. This operation is codenamed as 'Trojan Horse'!"
Carter's meticulously reported.
She didn't expect Luke actually to do it.
Take a team, go deep into the enemy's hinterland, and raid the leader!
Now, they were one step away from success!
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Italy, Rome.
Time: 2 P.M. sharp.
As Luke approached Venice Square, the first thing that struck him is the magnificent palace on the north side of Capitoline Hill.
Once the Pope's residence, the most beautiful building in Rome now fell into Mussolini's hands.
The dictator often spoke to the people gathered in the square from the expansive balcony.
With the rank of Captain, the status of Berlin envoy, and Dum Dum Dugan is standing behind him, which spared him the trouble of being interrogated by the patrolling guards.
"When will Mussolini meet us?"
Dugan asked in a low voice.
"At 4 P.M. When he gets up from his mistress' bed."
Luke chuckled.
He stood in the square, like a tourist enjoying the scenery.
"Manelli and the others should be moving soon."
Dugan nodded silently.
According to the plan, Jimmy, the sniper, had already secured a high point. Kenneth, the gunner, was driving a truck and slowly pulling up to the side of the road, a block away.
It contained twenty shooters, carefully selected from Mafia members, and a Maxim heavy machine gun.
It must have taken Alessandro a lot of hard work to bring that thing in without being found.
The next step was for them to attract the Venetian Square guards' attention, create chaos, and create the best opportunity for Luke.
"Do you think Mr. Mussolini will be surprised to see us later?"
At this time, Luke still remained calm and had the heart to make jokes.
Dugan, who stood behind him, couldn't help admiring this calm state of mind.
When he thought about what was going to happen next, his legs slightly shook.
The time passed by minute by minute; it seemed to go very slowly.
"Go in. "
Luke showed the pass issued by the military and entered the parlors of the Venice Palace .
Just after he disappeared from Venice Square, a very abrupt shot broke the peace in Rome.
Like a boulder crashing into the calm lake, causing unprecedented turmoil!
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
The ear-piercing whistle blew, and a team of patrolling guards sprang into action while military police quickly surrounded the entire Venice Square in an attempt to find the sniper hiding in the shadows.
Another series of gunshots boomed as Kenneth lifted the tarp off the truck. Twenty of the Mafia's best gunmen emerged from it.
This heavy fire caught the patrolling guards of Rome by surprise.
Kenneth operated the Maxim heavy machine gun according to Luke's command.
A long stream of gunfire swept through the crowd of military police and guards, who fell one after another.
For a while, it was difficult to break through this deadly web of interwoven bullets.
"Protect the Leader!"
Luke shouted with excitement and walked out of the parlor without a second thought.
At this time, politicians and guards alike couldn't be bothered to distinguish between the enemy and themselves.
What's more, Luke is wearing a Captain's rank and German military uniform, which was the best pass.
The ordinary soldiers didn't dare to stop him, and those senior officers had no extra time to cross-examine and let him walk along the stairs.
"Captain! Kenneth won't last long. He can hold it for five more minutes at most!"
Dum Dum Dugan, who was following closely behind, gulped, feeling surrounded by enemy troops.
"That's enough!"
Luke walked briskly and arrived at Mussolini's office floor with amazing speed.
The security here is obviously stricter than the outside, and Nazi soldiers protected the Italian dictator.
They wore Hydra armbands and weren't alarmed by the sudden sound of gunfire.
On the contrary, Mussolini was closely guarded, even more, maintaining basic order.
The Nazi soldier stopped an unfamiliar face like Luke for questioning as soon as he rushed up, even though he held the rank of Captain in the Third Reich.
"No passage! State your identity!"
Luke didn't bother to talk and kicked out. The Nazi soldier who intercepted him suffered a broken sternum and flew backward!
Before the rest of the group could react, their necks were cleanly snapped.
"Create a disturbance and draw fire!"
Dugan nodded his head when he heard Luke's instructions.
He pulled out his pistol and ran further up the stairs while firing a few rounds down the stairs, drawing more guards.
Intensive footsteps echoed in the corridor, and Luke strode forward, shouting "Protect the Leader!" and "The enemy ran upstairs!" as he made his way to Mussolini's conference room.
He was fully prepared. The Italian dictator had the habit of having afternoon tea at 2 P.M. every day and liked to stay in the third conference room on the corridor's right-hand side.
When the mood strikes, he will call his mistress over to vent some of his unbridled energy.
The sound of guns shooting kept coming and going. Like a tiger in a herd of sheep, Luke knocked the Nazi soldiers who tried to stop him to the ground.
This time, he didn't hold back!
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The sound of guns shooting kept coming and going. Like a tiger in a herd of sheep, Luke knocked the Nazi soldiers who tried to stop him to the ground.
This time, he didn't hold back!
After all, it still hurts when a submachine gun bullet hits his body.
Luke pinched the hard helmet into scrap metal with five fingers folded, and the last opponent fell in front of him.
Boom!
He kicked open the door of the meeting room!
A bald man was sitting in the conference room, his eyes full of horror.
A German-made Walther P38 pistol was aimed at Luke, who broke in.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three bullets clearly pierced Luke's German uniform, but no blood flowed out.
"That's it?"
Luke took out the flat slug with his hand and grinned with a friendly smile, "Hello, Mr. Mussolini."
"Who are you? Liberals? Or are you one of those Revolutionary Front guys?"
Mussolini looked at Luke with the gaze of looking at a monster.
'Bullets can't penetrate his skin?'
Luke didn't answer. He went straight over and picked up the Italian dictator as if he were carrying a chicken.
"I'm an Italian..."
Pa!
With a slap on Mussolini, his face immediately swelled up.
This was still the result of Luke's control over his power!
"I don't care who you are, Mr. Benito Mussolini. Please face the reality of your capture. "
With a stern look in his eyes, Luke pushed Mussolini onto the balcony where he often gave his speeches.
Gunfire broke out in Venice Square, causing chaos.
"We are taking over the city of Rome! From this moment on, there will be no dictators! No, Fascist!"
Luke looked down at the crowd below, and his loud voice carried far away.
The sun is shining on his body like a heroic figure from a mythical legend.
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"Telegram! The latest telegram!"
Allied Command in London. The Strategic Science Reserve, which Colonel Phillips sharply reprimanded, was in a gloom state.
Everyone didn't even dare to breathe loudly, fearing to provoke the anger of the Chief again. At this time, the messenger burst in with great enthusiasm.
He was flushed bright red, perhaps too excited, and everything he wanted to say was stuck in his throat. He couldn't spit it out.
"It's ... Captain ... Cavill's telegram!" afterward, a messenger was short of breath, and his face was full of excitement and admiration.
"What's the fuss about? No proper training ... Fuck!"
Colonel Philips frowned, yelling at him first and then reaching for the telegram.
When he saw the content, he couldn't help but burst out with a swear word, completely ignoring the majestic image of being the Chief.
"Italy, Rome, at 2:50 Central European Time. Captain Luke Cavill led the Howling Commandos to capture Italy and Mussolini alive. "
A short sentence made Colonel Philips freeze in place, as if there was a bolt from the blue, exploding in his mind!
The impact of this telegram made him suddenly lose his ability to think, and he was silent for a long while.
"A success ..."
The Colonel muttered to himself.
It was he who asked Luke to lead the Howling Commandos. He made a great plan to help the Allies land in Sicily and raid Rome.
But!
"He actually did it!"
Colonel Phillips was in disbelief and felt that he was in a dream, one that was full of delusions.
In his plan, the best result was actually to sneak into Italy's hinterland and create opportunities for the Allied forces to land ashore.
As for capturing Mussolini alive, it was just a temporary addition. It didn't matter much if it couldn't be done.
No one expected Luke would give the Allies and Colonel Philips such a great surprise!
"Super soldier ... Erskine did you see that?! Luke is the best super soldier!"
Colonel Philips was so excited that he squeezed the telegram with one hand and pressed the messenger's shoulders with the other. His eyes were a little bit red.
"Are you sure that this news is true?"
If word of this gets out, this matter will boost the Allies' morale!
Strategic Science Reserve will no longer be subjected to harsh criticism from many sides. The pressure will not only be reduced, but its status will also rise!
Everything will be different!
"The telegram is from Rome, Italy! Absolutely true!"
The messenger seemed to be infected, his tone was excited, and his voice trembled.
"There is also a bulletin from the King of Italy deposing Prime Minister Mussolini!"
Immediately afterwards, the messenger added.
"Hurry, inform headquarters! Notify the President! Notify everyone!"
Colonel Philips grabbed the telegram and waved his arm vigorously.
He was right about Luke. The whole world should know about this fantastic event!
The telegraphers were tapping vigorously, sending bundles of electromagnetic waves, and quickly transmitted to various places.
From England to America, from Churchill's office to Roosevelt's White House.
The absurd and unbelievable truthful news was like a flying horse with wings running back and forth across the world.
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In Venice Palace's bedchamber, the lights were still bright, and the fluttering candlelight reflected the famous oil paintings and extravagant decorations.
Different from the previous banquets, full of the laughter of the upper-class guests.
Tonight's Venice Palace was very quiet, shrouded in deathly silence.
"Rescue Leader! Kill the Americans!"
"Long live Italy! Long live the Führer!"
A few harsh slogans suddenly sounded, accompanied by a burst of fierce gunfire, but quickly calmed down.
These kinds of minor disturbances simply didn't arouse any waves.
Those fools who are brainwashed by fanatical fascism couldn't really make any waves.
"Captain, this is the eleventh time. "
Dugan's dark face was full of tension.
He hasn't recovered from the successful raid in the afternoon. So far, he couldn't believe it. It was all real!
The Italian dictator, the Prime Minister of a country, Mussolini, who supported the Axis Powers and Hitler, unexpectedly became their prisoner.
"Let other members take turns on duty. The Italian defenders won't attack rashly. Their King is eager to hang Mussolini in the square. "
Luke kept his composure. Right now, he had Mussolini as a bargaining chip in his hand, and the fascist forces in Rome didn't dare to move.
As for the toppled King of Italy and the royal family, they wanted Luke to send Mussolini to the gallows immediately.
"The King has issued an announcement to depose Prime Minister Mussolini, and the royal family took over the army ... Seven gunmen died, and four were seriously injured in the raid ... The Allied Command sent a telegram. The British and the U.S. both want to seize ownership of Italy. The State Department and the Pentagon, the War Department and the Navy Department are all quarreling..."
Dum Dum Dugan reported the situation today. Things are going as Luke expected.
No matter how the British and Americans argue, this credit belonged to him anyway, and no one could take it away.
Luke was excited when he thought of the reputation value that was soaring like a rocket on his character panel.
"Let them fight to their heart's content. Rome and Mussolini are the chips in our hands. We will sell them to whoever offers the highest price. "
Luke smiled; he had already made a plan.
This isn't a military operation but an armed kidnapping; when Mussolini fell into his hands, he accomplished the mission.
All that remains is a political game between the rising Bald Eagle and the weakening John Bull.
However, these complicated intrigues have nothing to do with Luke himself, and he wasn't interested.
Luke wants a medal of honor that belonged to a war hero and a massive amount of reputation.
"Italians have a good attitude. The King is a wise man. He immediately ousted Mussolini and ignored Venice Palace's occupation because they wanted to show goodwill to the Allies. "
Luke saw clearly that Howling Commandos alone wouldn't be able to stop the Roman garrison.
However, there weren't as many fascist forces loyal to Mussolini and Axis countries as imagined.
This is Luke's reason for staying in the Venice Palace; behind him are the Allied troops who had already landed in Sicily.
"Everything is as you said. "
Dugan sincerely admired it.
Even though he won a fantastic victory, the Howling Commandos' young Captain wasn't carried away and remained unfazed and calm.
"However, who are we going to sell Italy to?"
Dugan asked again.
His voice trembled slightly because Luke's thoughts directly determined the future of the Howling Commandos.
"We, of course, are giving President Roosevelt this critical chip."
Luke didn't take long to think about it and quickly gave his answer.
The most re-elected president in the history of the United States of America was a powerful and flexible person to work with.
Moreover, the President sitting in the White House needs an outstanding contribution from luck to shut up the public's mouth.
After all, no one can deny that Roosevelt did play tricks in the Presidential campaign and deceived all the voters.
If they get the credit for capturing Italy, the other side will surely be grateful for the goodwill Luke passed on.
"It looks like tomorrow Allied Command will be able to send someone to take over. "
Dugan nodded. Now, he listened to Luke's every word.
One victory after another has established the young Captain's authority in the team.
Who would have thought that an unknown six-member team would have made this fantastic and legendary achievement?
"Send a telegram to the White House and wait for the President's message. "
Luke ordered it down.
From the moment Dugan sent the telegram of victory to Allied Command, the reputation refresh notifications didn't stop.
[Side Quest: Flowers and Glory, the war hero's second step! (Completed)]
[Requirements: Reputation value reached 8000 points. (Achieved)]
[Reward: Bane Skill Card, 'Back Breaking Expert' (Obtained)]
Luke crossed off the completed task but didn't expect the second one to pop up right away.
[Side Quests: Legendary name, the war hero's third step! (Completed)]
[Requirements: Reputation value reached 20,000 points. (Achieved)]
[Reward: One chance to draw Superman card (Obtained)]
Then, the third task, the fourth ...
Luke tilted his head and looked up at the deep night sky, revealing a satisfied smile. He was about to draw a new superman card.
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To Luke's surprise, the quest completion notice kept popping up.
One by one, the rewards gave off a soft light in the item column.
This time, he led a team to raid Rome and captured Mussolini alive in an armed operation. He initially expected to receive over 400,000 reputation points!
According to the development of the events and the publicity efforts at a later period, breaking the million cap shouldn't be a problem!
It was foreseeable that when Luke's name spread around the world and was regarded as a legendary figure of the Allied forces, his reputation would welcome a surge.
Luke preferred this efficient method rather than toiling to complete quests and slowly accumulate reputation values.
'What a bountiful harvest. '
He thought to himself.
When he opens the shop in the future, he will exchange skill cards and props without worry. This thought made him a little happy.
'Anyway, there are quest rewards. '
Luke's mind drifted. All of the five 'War Hero' series of side quests were completed.
In addition to the 'Scarecrow's Fear Gas,' Bane's 'Back Breaking Expert' skill card, and 'Superman Card Lucky Draw Opportunity'; 'Poison Ivy's Phenomenon Perfume,' 'Joker's Laughing Gas' and 'Constantine's Silk Cut Cigarettes' were also provided as quest rewards.
Generally speaking, the most valuable thing was undoubtedly the lucky draw opportunity.
One can be randomly selected from numerous Superman Cards as a reward.
In the past life, Luke felt that he had a great chance of winning 'Silver Age Superman' and 'Superboy Prime.'
When that happens, not to mention Thanos, the director of the Universal Family Planning Commission; Even Odin, the Allfather, or Thor, who had opened his Rune King form, would tremble!
However, the latter rewards had more trolling effects than actual use.
'Poison Ivy's Pheromone Perfume,' [Can increase one's attractiveness to the opposite sex.]
[Note: The effect is better between people of the same sex.]
'This is aphrodisiac perfume ...'
Luke looked speechless. 'What can I do with this?'
As for 'Joker's Laughing Gas' and 'Constantine's Silk Cut Cigarette.'
The former is, [Laughing until the muscles convulse and twitching all over. Taking too much will quickly lead to death.]
The latter is [Just a tiny amount of nicotine for your lungs. It will bring you a little closer to lung cancer].
After browsing the quest rewards, Luke opened the character panel, and the data had changed—
Host: Luke (Luke Cavill)
Loaded Card: Superman (LV1)
Abilities: Stellar Energy (Passive), Bio Force Field (Passive)
Reputation: 451024
Tasklist: Open the Path of Heroes (Side quests. Completed)
[Achievement: Legendary Hero]
Lines of information appeared on his retina.
Luke's mind moved slightly, sweeping over it.
[Your name will be written in the history books and passed down for centuries! (Enhancing the host's leadership and influence)]
'Not bad. '
Luke, who saw the results, was delighted.
This hidden aura of charisma sometimes played an unexpectedly crucial role.
'The lucky draw... this kind of thing should be done on an auspicious day with good background music. Otherwise, it won't feel right.'
Luke thought for a moment and decided to save the lucky draw for the day when the President presented the medal.
Borrowing the President's good luck, this would be a home run!
With a beautiful thought, Luke walked into the washroom.
Instead of lying down in the vast and luxurious hot spring bath, he simply washed his muscular body with cold water.
Blocks of well-defined muscles, like hard rocks, revealed his masculinity.
His whole body seemed to be carved out of marble, majestic and fit.
Explosive power-filled within.
"Sure enough ... my eyes feel sour!"
Luke sighed as he braced his hands against the wall.
He closed his eyes, giving up trying to use heat vision.
According to the setting, the stellar energy Superman absorbed typically was stored in the billion trillion cells in his body and could be released through his eyes when necessary.
From burning up a planet to sealing a wound, it all depended on the user's control and the energy in the body.
Maybe Luke hadn't loaded the card long enough, and he hadn't absorbed enough astral energy.
It was hard for him to draw heat into his eyes as Superman did.
However, when he thought about it carefully, Clark Kent seemed to have learned this trick only after becoming an adult, Luke's heart felt a little more satisfied.
Ten minutes later, Luke, who was recognized as a 'Conqueror' by Italy and declared a 'Legendary Hero' by the Allies, came out wearing a white bathrobe.
When he saw the medieval sword hanging on the wall, he couldn't help but think about testing it.
Mussolini hit him in the chest with a 9-millimeter bullet without causing any harm.
He wondered if this medieval sword, an overwhelming metal squeal followed by its sharp edge flashing with cold light, could break his skin.
Luke took it off and slashed it hard at his arm.
Clank!
The sound of metal clashing and bending echoed!
The intricately carved medieval sword collided with Luke's bulging muscles, emitting a crisp sound of metal crashing.
An overwhelming metal squeal followed this, and with a 'screech' sound, the well-crafted medieval sword broke apart!
On Luke's bulging arm muscles, there was only a superficial scratch that recovered instantly.
Even under the wave of his mighty power, the medieval sword didn't cause any damage.
'It seems that no one can stop me in the battlefields of World War II. '
Luke leaned against the bed and picked up the book 'Il Principe,' written by Italian thinker Niccolò Machiavelli.
Unfortunately, Mussolini didn't learn how to turn Italy into a powerful centralized country but advocated totalitarianism and became a dictator who everyone wanted to shout at and beat up.
[Main Quest: Opening of the third camp, Hellfire Club!]
[Requirements: Extract mutant gene fragments (0/5). (Completing this quest will complete the prerequisite for opening 'the Celestials' event)]
[Reward: 'Leech Serum' 5]
A few lines of information suddenly appeared in front of Luke's eyes. He still kept reading, but his auditory senses were at the maximum, scanning the whole bedroom like radar.
Generally speaking, the quest will start only after contacting important plot characters or getting information on crucial plots.
Luke is the only one in the large bedroom, yet he received a quest reminder.
There was no doubt that there's a mutant in the same room with him.
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'Hellfire Club ...'
Luke knew this organization. Its establishment could be traced back to the 18th century.
It mainly recorded and investigated some mysterious events, such as vampires, werewolves, and witches.
Later, it gradually became a social place for elites from all walks of life, especially inviting famous scientists and influential rich and famous people.
On the whole, Hellfire Club at this stage was quite normal.
It was not until a German scientist named Sebastian Shaw joined that it became a premier organization for exceptional people - mutants.
However, the Hellfire Club occasionally invited the world's top people. For example, Howard Stark, who later presided over S.H.I.E.L.D. and took Stark Industries to greater heights.
"You've been hiding there for so long, aren't you going to come out?"
Luke put down his book, his right hand clenched into a fist, his muscles tense, and apparent traces of a vein emerged.
Boom!
His fist swung at the air. The air seemed to be squeezed by a heavy force, and a sound of a shocking explosion erupted!
Visible to the naked eye, the air rippled like a cannonball shot, tons of terrifying power poured out!
Outside the bedroom, the open-air balcony was suddenly torn apart. Rubble went flying!
A transparent figure was lifted off by the aftershock and smashed heavily against the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"You're a mutant too!?"
Hearing this question, Luke chuckled and shook his head, saying, "Not everyone who shows something special is your compatriot, standing in your side. "
"Do you know the existence of mutants?"
At the corner, a thin man with a black scar on his face stood up and stared at Luke with his cold eyes.
That punch formed a booming wave of air, like a solid cannonball smashing out. The mere aftermath of the wave lifted him off the ground.
In terms of physical strength alone, the skinny man had never seen a more terrible existence than this Allied Captain.
"I'm curious, who sent you? Sebastian Shaw?"
Luke didn't answer the other's questions but threw out a name.
Sebastian Shaw, the Black King of the Hellfire Club, had the powerful ability to absorb energy and turn it to his advantage.
If the skinny man came from Hellfire Club, he was sure to have heard of this name.
"Do you know Mr. Shaw? Well, Captain Cavill, it doesn't matter how much you know about mutants. "
The thin man smiled coldly, and his figure abruptly became distorted and blurred.
Like putting on a layer of optical camouflage cloak, he disappeared instantly!
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The luxurious bedroom was so quiet that one could hear a needle falling on the ground.
Luke stood expressionlessly. His white bathrobe opened, revealing his solid muscles.
He wasn't surprised that mutants would appear in World War II.
According to the timeline, the leader of one of the two future mutant camps, Magneto, who founded the Brotherhood, should still be a child—still imprisoned in the dreadful Auschwitz concentration camp.
Young Magneto once met a crazy Nazi scientist, Sebastian Shaw, who later became the Black King.
This person firmly believed in the 'Aryan Master Race' theory concocted by SS leader Hitler. He agreed with Hitler's extremist approach of cleaning up the inferior race and creating a superior race.
After returning from studying in Britain, Shaw, who specialized in genetic engineering, was quickly recruited into the German army's scientific department.
As his talent gradually reveals itself, he slowly gains importance and gets involved in managing concentration camp projects, becoming a ruthless 'scientific' butcher.
All the imprisoned Jews were Sebastian Shaw's living experiment subjects.
He tried to study the human genetic code's profound meaning and thus find the key to unlock the evolution gates.
It was one day in 1944 that changed Sebastian Shaw's fate.
On a rainy afternoon, as usual, he stood by the window with his coffee. He watched the Jews and Polish people being herded into camps like cattle.
A young boy attracted Sebastian Shaw's attention.
He watched with his own eyes as the other party cried out in anger while using both his hands to twist an iron gate from a distance. Several strong soldiers couldn't stop it.
Sebastian felt like he had found the key to unlocking the door to human evolution!
Later, he did learn that there is a superior race of people on Earth, superior to human beings, unique to the Germanic race!
They were called 'mutants' - the name came from an American dwarf scientist.
When Sebastian Shaw was studying in England, he had read the papers written by the other party. The dwarf scientist firmly believed that many people in the world were more potent and more talented than human beings.
So, Sebastian Shaw launched a series of studies on the still-young Magneto and finally discovered the mystery of the mutant's ability -
The X-Gene!
A string of divine secret codes that seem to be implanted in the human body by the Gods!
'The Hellfire Club mutants came in to rescue Mussolini? It seems that Hydra had finally noticed me. '
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Luke collected his thoughts with a playful look in his eyes.
The 'invisible' thin man moved carefully, with his natural ability to distort light, change skin color, and blend in with his surroundings.
"No matter how powerful you are, you need to find me first! I was just careless before!"
The thin man nicknamed 'Chameleon' pulled out a sharp dagger.
He felt that Luke discovered his existence solely because of a random coincidence.
'I've infiltrated so many military sites, stolen intelligence, assassinated dignitaries, and never made a mistake!'
The thin man's eyes looked cold, like a viper that eats people. He quietly approached Luke, ready to slice his throat!
"Go to hell!"
The thin man moved like a cat on the soft carpet, leaving no trace.
He held his breath, not making a sound. The dagger in his hand flung out and stabbed Luke, who was still standing still!
"You can hide your steps and your breath ... but you can't hide your heartbeat, even if it's faint!"
Luke sneered, and his body shifted slightly.
The dagger stabbed his chest, emitting the 'clank' sound of metal colliding!
The sharp dagger made of carbon steel couldn't pierce Luke's skin, only leaving a shallow scar. It soon recovered.
The force that bounced back made his arm numb.
"This ... how is this possible!?"
The skinny man exclaimed.
It's a pity he didn't see the fantastic scene of Luke testing his defense with a medieval sword. Otherwise, he would never have thought that he could kill his opponent with a dagger.
Crack!
Luke smiled, raised his hand, and twisted off the carbon alloy dagger. He then lifted the thin man effortlessly.
"Tell me what I want to know. I might let you live. "
The other side obviously looked gentle, but his voice was like the Siberian air, making people shiver.
Meeting those cold eyes, the thin man's mouth opened and closed in fear, wanting to say everything he knew.
Da da da! Da da da!
The sound of gunfire from a submachine gun reached Luke's ears.
He could tell that the sound came from the direction of the dungeons.
"It seems that you have companions! I'm sorry, you're useless now. "
Luke casually threw the skinny man off the destroyed balcony as if he was a sandbag.
Accompanied by a shrill cry, the mutant trailed a graceful arc in the air.
A few moments later, the dull sound of a heavy object hitting the ground could be heard.
'Let's see what mutant's look like here. '
There was a smile on the corners of Luke's mouth, and his thoughts moved slightly, 'Wear the suit!'
To protect himself, he still chose to wear the Kryptonian uniform he got for free, which could increase his defenses a little bit.
Who knew what kinds of mutants there were. What if his opponent had laser vision, which is even more potent than heat vision?
"This Superman is obviously powerful but overly cautious. "
Luke complained.
A bit of light spread out. A steel armor-like nano-suit covered his tall body.
It didn't have the 'S' of Superman on his chest, which is the El family's unique symbol.
In its place, there was a golden emblem shaped like a dazzling sun.
The dark red cloak behind him resembled a fluttering flag.
'Although the cloak has no practicality, looking fabulous is a lifelong thing. '
Looking at the tall and upright figure reflected in the mirror, Luke sighed. Fortunately, it wasn't the awkward golden age look with the underwear. Otherwise, he wouldn't have worn his suit.
Opening the tall, heavy doors of the bedroom casually, from below the quiet Venice Palace, he could hear the sound of fierce gunfire.
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In the dungeons Venice Palace, the Howling Commandos are facing an unprecedented battle.
On the battlefield, their opponents were Nazi soldiers, armored troops, and heavily armed Axis forces.
And now, their enemy was an anomaly, a monster that couldn't be perceived with common sense!
In the tunnel of the dungeon, a sturdy man nearly 2 meters tall stood. His whole body is covered in steel-like skin, reflecting a silvery glow.
A bullet storm swept through, only to send sparks across his body!
"Kenneth, shove that fucking magazine over here!"
With a fierce look on his face, Dugan threw away the empty magazine of his submachine gun.
That damn iron man, at most, will only be hit back a few steps by the momentum of the bullets.
If they wanted to deal some damage on him, they had to use something more powerful!
Moreover, in addition to the steel man, there's a red-skinned and slender-tailed, devil-like monster.
He can appear out of thin air like a ghost and then disappear quickly.
Those Mafia gunmen who kept outside the dungeons were taken to the sky by the red devil. Then they were let go, thrown down.
The sound of the human bodies falling was like a bag full of water hitting the ground. Hitting hard with a muffled 'bang.'
Bone, flesh, and blood were stirred into a sludge-like mass that made people want to vomit.
In addition to these two terrifying intruders, there's a woman in leather who releases toxins and a dozen strengthened fighters wearing Hydra armbands.
They sneaked into Venice Palace by diving in low-altitude.
The 20 elite gunmen recruited by the Mafia were no match for these anomalies.
If not for the terrain's advantage, the narrow tunnel would only allow two people to walk side by side.
The Howling Commandos used fierce firepower to form a bullet storm. Fearfully, they might have already been wiped out by the group long ago.
"There's no way to inform the Captain! Captain Cavill ... may not be able to fight against these people!"
Manelli's face looked grave. Unless a fully armed and armored unit is mobilized, covering a large area with firepower, it won't be possible to kill these abnormal people with their abilities!
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"At least the Prime Minister is going with us to the grave!"
Sniper Jimmy turned to look at Mussolini in the dungeon and smiled.
A large caliber bullet was shot from the muzzle of his gun. The penetrating force that could have lifted the enemy's skull hit the burly man with steel-like muscles, instantly making a big hole!
But despairingly, the outer metal filled the puncture wound like melted liquid.
In just a few breaths, the sturdy body with a silvery luster was restored.
"I thought the Captain was enough of a monster, and I didn't think ... this world was this crazy!"
Manelli smiled bitterly.
He was like the Germans who saw tanks for the first time in the Battle of Somme in World War I. Faced with such a steel monster, human beings had no chance of victory, and it was even more challenging to have the courage to fight it.
"Kill Mussolini when necessary! Never let them succeed!"
Dugan grabbed a submachine gun and went on another shooting spree.
Unfortunately, it didn't cause any damage. At most, it formed some insignificant disturbance.
Tied up in the back and locked in a dungeon, Mussolini had a happy expression.
He knew that Hitler, who was far away in Berlin, Germany, had been conducting 'superhuman' research.
He just didn't know the specifics.
He never thought there would be such talented people in the Axis Powers!
"Wait, something is going on outside ...!"
Dugan, nicknamed 'Dum Dum,' is ready to die for his country.
The Howling Commandos were veterans who have fought many battles, so naturally, they weren't afraid to die.
It's a shame that they died in a foreign country when they were about to be honored by the President as war heroes, with flowers and glory.
Boom!
A loud noise!
When the members of the Howling Commandos were ready to die in sacrifice -
The earth-shattering sound, like cannon fire, echoed through the dungeon.
A rustle of dust fell from the bricks' cracks and filled the tunnel, causing Dugan to cough.
Outside the dungeon, it was as if a giant beast was walking. Every step it took would trigger an alarming commotion.
"What's going on?"
The steel man at the front turned his head and asked.
'Did the Allies drive their tanks into the Venice Palace?'
Boom!
The earth trembled, and it seemed like a hurricane was rolling outside. A strengthened warrior wearing a Hydra armband flew into the thick wall in a blur.
The bricks shattered, and debris flew!
Flesh and blood of the strengthened warriors injected with the defective serum looked like they had been put into a juicer. They were crushed and smashed an instant, painting a scarlet and harsh abstract picture.
The whole scene looked as if a tomato was thrown hard at the wall!
Immediately afterward!
The second, the third ...
One by one, the strengthened fighters who were guarding the dungeon's exterior were smashed through the hole in the wall.
The violent painting smeared with flesh and blood is getting brighter and brighter!
"Is that the Allied captain? It looks like Chameleon missed. Useless piece of shit. "
The 'devil' with red skin and a long slender tail rolled his eyes and spoke with contempt.
His name is Azazel, nicknamed 'Satan,' and he is also a member of the Hellfire Club, one of Sebastian Shaw's men.
"I'm going to handle the guy outside! You guys take Mussolini back. He's the one the Führer in Berlin asked for by name!"
The Satan, Azazel, hummed softly. As a mutant, he had always been pretentious and despised ordinary human beings.
Most of the mutants who join the Hellfire Club have been discriminated against and hurt by other people, so they were easily brainwashed by Sebastian Shaw's set of 'Racial Theory.'
They believed in the radical statement that 'mutants are the future and 'humans are the lower class, mutants were superior to humans.'
Ironically, the leader of this group, Sebastian Shaw, wasn't a mutant at all.
That crazy Nazi scientist only activated the recessive X-Gene in his body through organ transplantation, thus gaining abilities.
Strictly speaking, Sebastian Shaw isn't a mutant. At most, he's a modified human who stole mutant powers.
The red figure, like a wisp of smoke, abruptly dissipated.
Then, he appeared in front of Luke.
"That Chameleon's ability, although ..."
Boom!
Before Satan Azazel could finish his words, a powerful punch was thrown.
The turbulent airflow, like an empty wave, rolled up the dust!
Such a frightening sound, Azazel quickly shut his mouth. His body instantly disappeared and moved to a distance.
"Is this guy a mutant?"
Looking at the crumbling ground where the compressed air flow had blown a big hole, the Satan, Azazel had palpitations. He asked the same question as to the Chameleon.
In this era, the understanding of super-powered people is still limited to 'mutants.'
"You're the 'Superman' who captured Mussolini alive and conquered Italy?"
Azazel asked with a sneer.
"Superman?"
There was a look of surprise in Luke's eyes. When had he ever been called that?
"You're the super soldier from the Allies. The world is buzzing with the legendary story of you leading a team that infiltrated the city of Rome, conquered Italy, and captured the dictator alive.
Roosevelt and Churchill said that you have the powers beyond those mere mortals and create amazing miracles that no one could imagine. "
Azazel appeared to be a bit disdainful, lightly snorted, and said, "Now the Allies are calling you 'Superman,' saying that you will lead the Allies to victory!"
Luke couldn't help but laugh in his heart after hearing this.
He didn't expect that he got the title by mistake.
Superman of the Marvel world?
Now this was exciting.
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"Thank you for your kind words, but that's the end of the farce for tonight. "
Luke put away his smile and looked cold.
Then, he suddenly rushed out!
The hard ground opened up with fine cracks, like spider webs.
The dark red cloak was lifted, and in less than a second, Luke arrived in front of Azazel.
The tall body was like a wall, crushing straight forward.
The terrifying wind pressure emitted a 'hissing' whistle!
"Too fast ..."
With Azazel's reaction speed, it would have been impossible for him to dodge.
But with an alert sense of danger, the red figure dissipated like smoke, avoiding Luke's head-on charge.
'When did such monsters appear in the Allied Forces?'
Azazel moved to a higher altitude. Then he flickered several times, pulling away by a considerable distance.
It seems that this is the only way for him to regain a sense of security.
Like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, Luke left a deep impression on the Azazel.
The other side just waved his fist. With his bulging muscles, it could cause the air pressure to roar. This shows how terrifying his physical strength was!
'Unless it's Mr. Shaw. Otherwise, it would be impossible to block the power of the punch head-on!'
Azazel made a judgment.
His long, slender tail curled around a sharp dagger, and his eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent.
As long as it's human, there will always be a weakness!
The Allied Captain doesn't look like a mutant; otherwise, he would have reacted emotionally to seeing himself.
'There's nothing to be afraid of if I'm careful to avoid his fists!'
Azazel looked at Luke, who was looking at him with cold eyes, and he inexplicably developed an inflated sense of 'I can do it' and 'I'm good.'
With a few quick instantaneous moves, he got closer to the Allied Captain!
The sharp inverted triangle tail was like another arm extended from his body. It didn't only maintain good balance but could also handle weapons flexibly.
A sharp dagger stabbed Luke in the back of the head!
"You're too slow. "
Luke heard the wind whistling behind him and spoke with a cold expression.
His right leg flew like an iron whip, twisting the air around it, kicking Azazel in the head!
Before he could come near, Azazel could feel the strong wind. As if a gigantic wave was rolling through, the momentum was unbelievable!
The air was like a barrel of gunpowder being ignited, emitting an explosive boom.
Satan smiled smugly and disappeared, letting the terrifying whip-like kick fall short.
This is just a feint to get Luke's attention!
After the smoke condensed and flashed twice, Azazel suddenly appeared.
The sharp dagger with the tail curling around it jabbed straight at Luke's neck!
"As I said, you're ... too slow!"
Luke's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned his head. His left solid arm directly flew over!
Ding ding!
The sharp dagger poked his neck but rebounded violently.
While Azazel was stuck, Luke grabbed his slender tail.
With a strong pull, Azazel couldn't resist and was pulled over.
Luke pulled the tail with his left hand and punched with his right.
Sending an uppercut straight at his chin!
When the uppercut made contact with Satan's chin, Azazel felt a loud 'buzz' in his head.
It was like a dull thunderbolt that struck directly into the skull!
After a sharp pain, the whole person lost consciousness!
If Azazel could see himself, he would cry out and think of plastic surgery.
His jawline was crushed and cracked, half of his face looked like it had been blown up like a gunpowder barrel, all his teeth had fallen out, his cheeks were torn through, and you could barely see his original appearance.
The blood that covered his face was like an open faucet, flowing out in a torrent.
This miraculous amount of bleeding made people wonder if he would die outright due to excessive blood loss.
Frankly speaking, Azazel is still alive because of his strong physique and a certain degree of healing ability.
"This is only 30% of my power. "
Luke said gently.
And then,
He pulled the tail again and pulled back Azazel, who had fallen to the ground.
As if he was a flying insect entangled in a spider's thread, the deficient mutant fell into Luke's hands.
His five fingers folded, like iron tongs, gripping Azazel's neck.
"So much for mutants. "
Hearing Luke's comment, out of mutant pride, Satan instinctively wanted to refute a few words.
However, he felt that the hand gripping his neck was gradually tightening. A suffocating pressure forced him to shut up.
Falling into the clutches of this Allied Captain, for the first time, Azazel felt that life was so fragile.
As long as Luke squeezed a little more harder, he would finally say goodbye to this world.
Not to mention escaping with teleportation, right now, Azazel didn't even dare to think of moving for fear of provoking the other's murderous heart.
"It's not bad. "
Luke picked up Azazel like a dead dog and strode to the dungeon.
The battle outside had long attracted the attention of other mutants.
However, they didn't think any terrible opponent could threaten the shadowy and ghostly Azazel!
These mutants in World War II haven't seen superheroes that sprang up in later generations. They naturally had a shallow vision, thinking that they were the future rules of the world.
If they were brilliant, they wouldn't be brainwashed by Sebastian Shaw.
"Azazel!"
The leather-clad woman who was releasing poisons, couldn't help but exclaim when she saw Azazel.
With a slight lift of her hand, a mass of green fog gushed over.
The leather-clad woman's ability was to release nerve gas, causing a wide range of indiscriminate lethal attacks.
The Howling Commandos in the tunnel wouldn't have lasted so long if it had not been for Mussolini's survival.
"Not a good idea. "
Luke's expression was unchanged and unafraid.
With one step, the ground shook!
His upright figure closed in on the leather-clad woman in an instant.
The green smoke was blown away by a surge of air before it got close.
A hand slashed lightly hit her neck. The opponent's neck immediately slacked as if it had been broken.
Both eyes went dull and fell straight down!
The battle ended faster than anyone could have imagined.
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