C51 - 050 Crushing Defeat Of Mutants
The woman in leather, who could have played a considerable role in the battlefield, couldn't make a move in front of Luke before she was cleanly put down.
"You are so incompetent!"
A sturdy man whose body is made of steel, with a strong Russian accent, spoke contemptuously.
This was the Soviet Colossus. Luke couldn't help but wonder why he became a subordinate for Sebastian Shaw, a Nazi scientist?
Aren't you afraid of being sent to Siberia to grow potatoes?
"If they are all incompetent, how strong can you be?"
Luke threw down the Satan Azazel in his hand and stomped on both of his opponent's legs.
Crack crack!
The sounds of bones cracking and Azazel's painful cry echoed clearly in the dungeon.
The crowd who witnessed this scene couldn't help but feel their scalps go numb.
"You can try to escape -- but remember, don't let me catch you. I won't be as gentle as I am now. "
Luke lowered his head and looked down at the shivering Azazel.
The latter slumped to the ground; the severe pain made his body twitch involuntarily.
Looking up at Luke, who looked incredibly tall, Azazel shook his head vigorously. His miserable face was filled with fear.
He didn't even want to try and see if he could use teleport to escape!
This extremely young Allied Captain was so mighty that people can't rise against him at all.
"You think you are invulnerable to guns and weapons, and no one can beat you ... "
Seeing the big and strong man striding forward, Luke greeted him without fear.
The two of them collided with each other. It was like Mars colliding with Earth!
Boom!
The turbulent airflow filled the narrow tunnel!
The whole place seemed to shake, and Dugan, hiding behind a Maxim machine gun, stood unsteadily and fell on his behind.
He looked shocked and turned his head to say, "I really want to know now if that Steve Rogers guy is like the Captain ... such horror!"
Manelli had the same horrified look on his face, feeling that his Captain was beyond the realm of 'human.'
The rest of the Howling Commandos were utterly shocked by Luke's horrific power.
Witnessing a real battle and watching someone lift an SUV were two different things.
At least, the impact is very different!
"Not bad! It's rare to find a sandbag like you!"
Luke showed a hint of appreciation. With a steel-like body that even a bullet couldn't penetrate, he collided with the sturdy man. It was as if hit with a hammer, emitting an ear-splitting dull sound.
This is one of the few opponents who can compete with his strength!
"You ..."
The sturdy man's eyes were wide, and he was speechless.
For the first time since he awakened to his powers at the age of 17, he felt pain!
His sore and numb arms, trembling slightly!
'This man is a monster!'
A similar thought occurred to the burly man, as it did to several of his teammates.
Then he saw Luke laugh and say with excitement, "Again!"
"Don't come here!"
Before the big man could speak, Luke shook his fist and concentrated his whole body on one point.
Dong!
Like a bronze bell ringing, the big burly man was sent flying.
Leaving a straight trail through the thick walls of the dungeon.
A violent noise shook the surrounding space, almost causing the solid tunnel to cave in.
The Howling Commandos, who were watching the battle from the sidelines, have already retreated towards deeper passages of the dungeon with a very horrified Mussolini in tow.
They don't want to be buried alive!
Getting involved in this level of fighting usually didn't end well.
"What kind of monster are you ...?"
The sturdy man with a steel body staggered to his feet with his arms supporting his body.
Boom, boom, boom!
Luke, striding in, followed closely behind.
Three punches in a row. Before the liquid metal surface could recover its body, the terrifying force struck again!
"I think that ..."
The words of the softly yielding man were blocked back by the power of the punches. The big strong sank deep into a hole in the ground. Like a pile driver on full throttle, Luke hammered like crazy!
Gradually, the metal shell that covered the body's surface could no longer take shape, turning into a silvery liquid.
The sturdy man's mouth and nose were spilled with wisps of bright red blood.
His eyes are empty and devoid of spirit, losing the color of life.
"Uh ... sorry! I was having a bit of a good time and couldn't stop. "
Luke stopped swinging and said with some regret.
"It's only seventeen punches. I thought you could at least take twenty punches from me before you die."
Fortunately, the big strong man who sank in the hole had his body firmly embedded in the ground and couldn't hear this sentence.
Otherwise, there was a good chance that he would vomit blood and die again!
As he watched the liquid-like metal disappear, Luke sighed and lifted his foot to stomp on the burly man's chest.
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"I'm pissed off!"
At Hydra's secret base, the leader, Red Skull, put on his earpiece and let the Third Reich head yell at him.
Allies captured Italy, Mussolini was arrested alive, and then Allies landed in Sicily ...
Once again, Allies leveled the Axis' hard-fought advantage.
The Führer could no longer maintain his demeanor in the face of the Allies' high morale, and the fallen ones, and cursed like a shrew.
"A bunch of waste! Trash!"
In the end, the Führer, who was far away in Berlin, ended the conversation with his famous words.
Red Skull was livid and put the phone down heavily.
Pa!
The earpiece was crushed straight into a pile of parts by him!
'Zi Zi Zi' Sparks of electricity jumped onto his skin, but he was unaffected by them.
"Sebastian Shaw is such a waste! He's touting the mutants as powerful, but he can't even get rid of a team of less than 30 people!"
Red Skull threw the Führer's reprimand to Sebastian Shaw at Auschwitz.
He sent out all his strengthened fighters and even the mutants of Hellfire Club. But they failed to rescue Mussolini successfully and suffered mass destruction.
This is a result that Red Skull could never have imagined!
The Allies' legendary hero, the young Captain, called 'Superman'. is he that powerful?
The Red Skull, who was also a 'super soldier', was somewhat unconvinced.
He is the first super-soldier created by Dr. Abraham Erskine and couldn't have been more aware of the power he possessed.
"The Allies must have hidden other secret weapons! One man captured Italy and caused Rome to fall ... This is a rumor concocted by the Allies! Should not to be believed!"
With a sneer, Red Skull then walked up to a metal instrument.
There was a magnificent cube in it, and it emitted a faint blue light.
The energy faintly fluctuates, rolling through the metal instrument's pipes, and flowing to an unknown place.
"The Allied forces' Superman, and Sebastian's mutants, are doomed to be eliminated! I have been given the power to become a god! How can Hitler's Aryan Master race be compared with the treasures of Odin's treasury?"
Red Skull gazes at the cube with an obsessive look in his eyes.
He believed that all those old myths were actually facts that had happened.
It is only through word of mouth and artistic manipulation that it had gradually spread and evolved into what it is today.
It so happens that the Führer, whom the Red Skull once worshipped, was also a staunch supporter of the occult.
Influenced by his idol, the Red Skull, injected with the serum to become a super-soldier, embarked on a quest along with the mythology of Northern Europe in search of the precious gems lost in Odin's treasury!
Finally, he found the Tesseract in a church in Norway!
"The Third Reich has hindered the development of Hydra. We can no longer obey Hitler's orders. Do you think I am right, Dr. Zola?"
Red Skull turned his head towards a short, middle-aged man named Hydra's science department's chief researcher.
The particular instrument for extracting the energy of the Tesseract was his masterpiece.
"Hail Hydra!"
Dr. Zola replied wisely.
He is a scientist, not a Nazi, and inspirational ideas influenced him.
Hydra, under the leadership of Red Skull, was gradually breaking away from the control of the Third Reich.
Anyone else who received the Führer's furious reprimand would have been scared out of their wits, fearing that they would be arrested by the Gestapo and thrown into prison to experience a brutal punishment.
But Red Skull didn't panic, holding the Tesseract and providing energy weapons for the Third Reich, and he is now a crucial indispensable chip for the Axis Powers.
Without the enormous multi-turreted tanks that were so invincible on the battlefield and the energy guns that can turn a human body into flying ash without hitting it dead on, the Soviets would have invaded Berlin.
"Mr. Schmidt, the Allied side ..."
Dr. Zola asked carefully.
Now the only thing that the Axis Powers have to resist the Allied Superman is probably Hydra.
The Führer himself called in, undoubtedly hoping that Red Skull would solve this problem and discourage the Allies!
"Superman is not to be feared! Hydra, with the Tesseract and the technology at its core, is the ruler of the world! The Valkyrie Project is our focus!"
Red Skull said dismissively, not giving any thought to the legendary figure promoted by the Allies.
Then, he delivered an impassioned speech.
As the former head of the Third Reich, he looked to the future of the world.
Silently Dr. Zola stared at the portrait in the corner.
A skull with exfoliated skin shaped like a red skeleton. This was the true face of the Red Skull!
Usually, he used an elaborate mask that concealed this appalling face.
"What about Sebastian Shaw, who cherishes his fellow mutants and will be devastated to lose four of them at once? The alliance we have forged with him may be affected ..."
Dr. Zola lowered his head and asked softly.
"If Hellfire Club ... is looking for trouble, Sebastian Shaw should look for the Allies' Superman. What does it have to do with me?"
Red Skull said contemptuously.
"Are my strengthened fighters not more valuable than his fellow freaks? It's stupid to want to grab power with a bunch of freaks! Human beings are the most rejecting creatures globally, and Sebastian Shaw's mutants will be on everyone's radar once they take to the world stage. Besides, I no longer need to ally with him. "
The power demonstrated by the Tesseract had already made Red Skull dream of world domination.
He no longer needed the Third Reich, and he no longer needed mutants.
For the world will soon be in the hands of Hydra!
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Auschwitz concentration camp, Poland.
Sebastian Shaw is sitting behind a desk. He was the manager of this 'death factory'.
The soothing music, slowly flowing out of the phonograph, echoed indoors.
In this concentration camp, where a large number of Jews, Poles, and Soviet prisoners were held, people die every day, buried alive, shot, poisoned, and vivisected ... in various ways.
The officers stationed in the concentration camp regarded it as a playground and enjoyed themselves by killing people at will. Sebastian Shaw never stopped nor participated in it.
He is a scientist, and his goal is to seek out the essence and pursue the truth.
Sebastian Shaw prefers researching killing.
It has been his long-cherished wish to find the genetic code, the key to evolution!
Influenced by Hitler, Sebastian Shaw once thought that the blond Germanic people were the most superior blood on earth.
However, after profoundly participating in the so-called Aryan Master race project, he was disappointed.
The ' Master race' claimed by the Führer is not Germanic. They are no different from Jews and Poles. Neither stronger or smarter.
"Lehnsherr is the key to a new era. "
Sebastian Shaw said softly.
Ever since he found that little boy called Erik Lehnsherr, he seems to have opened the door to a new world.
The super human-like theory, in which we used to believe, has finally been confirmed.
There are indeed better races on this planet than humans. They are pioneers on the road of evolution and gifted powers.
As far away as the United States, Dr. Bolivar Trask, who also studies genetic inheritance, called this group 'mutants'.
It is believed that their genes as if being implanted with a series of magical codes, were on a completely different path from human beings.
But unfortunately, Dr. Trask is unwilling to talk about the secrets of the X-Gene.
This made Sebastian Shaw a little disappointed, but fortunately, he had a natural mutant who could be used as a reference.
So, like a ravenous, hungry wolf, the mad scientist sought to extract more treasures from the mutants.
Especially after triggering Erik Lehnsherr's natural ability, he began to conduct continuous experiments to investigate the differences between mutant genes and normal human beings.
The prisoners in Auschwitz concentration camp had become the best living test subjects.
Cold-blooded mad scientists were much more frightening than those Nazi butchers!
All things come to those who wait. Sebastian Shaw found a way to stimulate the mutant gene.
That is painful torture, coupled with the highly harsh living environment. It was possible to awaken the recessive X-Gene in the human body -- although the success rate is meager. But when you don't care about human life, reaping a significant number will eventually give results.
In this way, Sebastian Shaw produced a group of genetically modified individuals.
Like 'Chameleon' and 'Poison Woman' belonged to this category.
They have also recruited many genetic mutants under the guise of compatriots.
'Azazel' the Satan is one of them.
For Sebastian Shaw himself, he used the safer method of organ transplantation.
Genetically engineered mutants were vivisected, their organs removed, and transplanted into his own body.
As long as the transplant rejection is solved, he could transform into a mutant without a problem!
As it turns out, Sebastian Shaw's crazy idea was right, and he did it.
"This is the power that God has given me!"
Sebastian Shaw, with his hands on the desk, had a look of triumph in his eyes.
He felt that every cell in his body was full of vitality, and he grew younger and stronger from gradual aging. His withered muscles became increasingly full.
"Mr. Shaw, Ilyana says she's lost her link to Chameleon, Colossus, and the rest of them!"
His subordinate knocked on the door and told Sebastian Shaw the terrible news.
The mad scientist's eyes changed dramatically as he reveled in the satisfaction of his work, giving off a cold, violent, and frightening aura.
His subordinate quickly bowed his head. His legs trembled, afraid to incur the other party's anger.
"How did that happen?"
Sebastian Shaw asked angrily.
Ilyana is a genetic mutant he found with a rare psychic ability.
Be able to leave a spiritual mark on three to five people and feel their existence at any time.
Disconnecting means that someone has erased the mental marker or killed them!
Either way, Sebastian Shaw wasn't happy with the outcome.
Every mutant is his precious treasure, and no one is allowed to damage them but himself!
"Damn Hydra! I should have known better than to agree with Red Skull's request!"
Sebastian Shaw was furious as he stared at the Allied newspaper on his desk, with its headlines about Roosevelt and Churchill, calling the Italian conqueror 'Superman'.
"Superman? We'll meet sooner or later; let me see what you can do!"
…
A few days later, at noon.
Several jeeps drove slowly into Venice Square, Colonel Phillips and Peggy Carter were on board.
This round square, covered with white marble and located in Rome's center, was surrounded by the Italian garrison.
They surrounded Venice Palace towering on one side of the square, even setting up machine guns.
It's no wonder that the Italians are making such a big fuss about it.
A few days ago, Venice Palace had a big commotion, which almost made the Italian King think that it was Allied tanks entering the city, and the air force bombed it. So, he got out of bed in the middle of the night and stayed up worried all night.
When it was later revealed that Hitler had sent an attempt to rescue Mussolini, the royal family hastily mobilized its troops and surrounded Venice Palace in the name of protection.
"It seems like Captain Cavill scared the Italians to death. "
Colonel Philips said with the attitude of a winner.
He opened the car door, got off, and looked at Venice Palace.
All the others looked towards the balcony on the first floor.
Mussolini once lived there and delivered a famous 'balcony speech'.
And to the Italian people, he spoke those stirring words, promising a seemingly bright future.
Now, the dictator was overthrown, and the country chose to surrender.
All the good things have gone up in smoke.
Venice Square is gradually crowded with Italian people.
A moment later, a tall and straight figure came out, standing on the balcony in the open air, carrying in his hand the Italian dictator who was no longer as powerful as before.
Once a commanding and untouchable man, Mussolini was brought up like a battered moppet with his shoulders slumped in humiliation.
He looked at Luke with hatred and fear. It was this young Allied Captain who ended his dictatorship!
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Luke's Team had burst into Venice Palace and defeated all the guards and Hitler's rescue party.
The ruler of Italy was reduced to a prisoner of a minor Captain!
The silence of the square was soon replaced by a cheer, followed by a tsunami of applause.
Wave after wave of sound spread from one block to the next, centered at Venice Square and extending to all directions!
"Free Italy! Long live freedom!"
"Down with the dictator! Step down, Mussolini!"
"Hang him! Hang the demon!"
Such slogans continued to emerge amidst the earnest and solemn cheers as more people began to gather in Venice Square.
They all looked excited. They raised their arms in the air and shouted!
Mussolini's dictatorship led to the prevalence of Fascism.
Food was controlled, freedom of speech was prohibited, people took to the streets to demonstrate every day, and work strikes never ceased.
Therefore, in the eyes of these miserable people, Luke wasn't a hateful aggressor but a great hero who liberated this country from the dictator!
Well, it was very much in keeping with the Italian's admiration for valiance!
"It was a good decision. "
Luke was pleased to see the reputation on his character panel, refreshing like a waterfall.
Between proactive attack and passive completion of quests, he prefers the latter!
When the cheering crowd gradually dispersed, Colonel Phillips took Carter into Venice Palace.
The Howling Commandos put away the heavy machine guns in the hall, waiting for relief from friendly forces.
"It's been a long time, Luke!"
Colonel Philips' calm expression can no longer be maintained, and he held Luke's palm excitedly.
He looked as if he couldn't wait to have his picture taken and be in the Allied publications with such a legend!
"You didn't let me down! The President has a lot of praise for you. He is going to present you with a reward as soon as you return to New York!"
Colonel Philips leaned close to Luke's ear and whispered the news.
Carter's beautiful eyes flickered aside. She didn't think that the young man from Brooklyn, who she met at the Stark Industrial Expo, would one day become a war hero for the Allies.
There was nothing more wonderful than this.
Under the direction of the American military, Luke's name had spread all over the Allied forces, and his legendary deed is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Compared with Captain America, who became a household name by selling bonds on stage and performing in a costume, Luke, who sneaked into the base camp behind enemy lines and made remarkable achievements, is more manageable for soldiers to recognize!
"I only made a small contribution to the Allies' victory in the war, just like every soldier on the front lines. "
Luke's modest response to Colonel Philips's compliment was more than appreciated.
A soldier who can remain calm in the face of applause and flowers is the right choice for a General.
...
...
The night arrived, slowly draping like a thin veil.
After a fierce battle, Venice Palace was cleaned by the Italians and transformed - if you ignore the bed chambers, ruined balcony, and the collapsed dungeons.
The punctured walls, which looked like a hive, had been repainted and decorated with even more beautiful carvings.
With its bloodstained patches, the marble floor had been cleaned and swept, shiny as a mirror.
The dislodged crystal chandelier, damaged oil paintings, and broken railings ... had all been repaired and replaced.
Soothing music flows through the air of Venice Palace.
The royalty, dignitaries, rich and powerful came in all their finery as if they were rushing to a ball.
The protagonist of this banquet was naturally Luke, in his crisp military uniform.
Everyone was curious to know what this war hero, who led a team alone, breached Rome, and liberated Italy, looked like.
They were not disappointed when they saw Luke, a tall man with a straight back.
He looked like a heroic figure from Greek mythology with his calm face and dark eyes, impressing everyone.
Although the Allied Captain was still very young, his momentum was no less than that of the nobles and dignitaries present, and no one dared to look down on him!
-- not ruling out the possibility that this is the effect of the 'Legendary Hero' achievement.
"Guess what the Allies are going to promote you to?"
The guests and the host enjoyed each other's company as if leaving the war behind. Luke entertained a group of royals and dignitaries before being pulled aside by Colonel Philips at his leisure.
"Colonel? Or Lieutenant Colonel?"
Luke is holding a glass of champagne with a light smile on his face.
'I'm too young. Even though I have a solid track record, I still lack qualifications.'
It should be noted that the most famous general in American history, Douglas MacArthur, was only promoted to Major General at the age of 45.
Luke knew in heart that neither the military nor the President would be able to promote him too high all at once.
First of all, it will lead to criticism and dissatisfaction.
Secondly, it was challenging to convince people. After all, he had no foundation right now.
Being a war hero was not enough to sway the various leaders of the military.
Not to mention that a false name like 'hero' can be made up and worthless!
"At first, you were going to be decorated as a Colonel, and a Colonel under the age of 20 is plenty enough, but..."
Colonel Philips' old face showed a happy smile.
"The Italians disagree! Especially in the royal family, if a mere Colonel conquered Rome, they would be disgraced!"
The Italian government would never accept it. A Colonel with less than 30 people dared to break into Rome, openly kidnapped Mussolini, scared 40 million people, and lived in Venice Palace to give orders like a King.
It was humiliating!
And it would make Italy a laughing stock!
"So?"
Luke was surprised and raised an eyebrow, but the result was beyond his expectation.
"Congratulations, Luke, on becoming the youngest general in US military history!"
Colonel Phillips replied.
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"This is an unprecedented honour!"
Colonel Philips seemed to be more excited than Luke himself. His old face is full of pride and triumph.
A General at the age of 20!
What a speedy advancement!?
Luke won't only be recorded in history as a war hero in the future, perhaps prefaced by the title of 'the youngest general in the United States' history!'
"You have created a surprise for me and everyone!"
Colonel Philips exclaimed.
Generally speaking, being promoted to a General at the age of 30 may be said to be young and promising.
Famous generals in American history like Douglas MacArthur and Dwight Eisenhower were in their forties before they reached that position.
The former was regarded as a legend of his generation.
The latter retired, served as President, and successfully entered the White House.
You can imagine what a great future Luke, a Brigadier General, has ahead of him!
Many people regarded Luke as a rising star.
Of course, some believed that the so-called 'Superman' was just a second Captain America, the new military mascot.
"How could the Allied Command agree?
Luke was surprised, too.
If it weren't for the fact that this was a time of war, a heroic figure was desperately needed, and his own merits were beyond reproach, this would be considered the biggest shady thing in the history of the military!
The Allies had a heated discussion for this purpose, but in the end, they were unable to overcome the firm position of the Italian government!
After all, it concerns a country's reputation!
When people talk about this matter in the future, the first thing that people would think of is how incompetent the Italian army was: to let only an Allied Captain take his troop and breakthrough Rome's heavily fortified city!
To save their reputation, the Italian government even shamelessly said that if the Allies didn't give a reasonable reward to the war hero, they would choose to award Luke Cavill the General's rank unilaterally!
The two sides kept arguing. Allied Command had to hold its nose and acknowledge Luke's work because of Italy's strong request and the rogue stance.
They promoted a 20-year-old soldier, who had been in the army for less than two months, to Brigadier General's rank.
The compromises made by the Allies have finally brought an end to this 'behind-the-scenes' fiasco.
"The Italians are not satisfied. They were so greedy that they even wanted you to assume the Marshal's seat, which would leave them their dignity. "
Colonel Philips whispered, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.
To save Italy's pride, it was ridiculous to promote a young man under the age of 20 to a five-star General or Field Marshal.
They are the ones who surrendered, and they aren't the winners!
"It's hard to beat the high ground, Colonel. Thank the President for his kindness. "
Luke didn't say much; the harvest was a pleasant surprise.
His foundation wasn't solid enough, and the qualifications weren't deep enough. It's futile to sit in any high position.
"I will give Mussolini to Italy. And the credit for the capture of Rome and Sicily to Dwight Eisenhower, who, as I recall, is the highest commander of the Allied forces in Europe, as a good deed!"
Luke spoke in an orderly way, apparently not carried away by the sudden honour.
Colonel Philips nodded appreciatively. Eisenhower's reputation within the military was now soaring.
He led 100,000 British and American troops to land in the French North African colonies in three different locations.
Undercover by the powerful air force, they occupied Algiers, Oran, and Casablanca in Morocco.
They immediately advanced westwards to form a pincer movement against the German and Italian allies retreating into Tunisia.
Eisenhower's command and action put the German and Italian troops in a dilemma, and finally, 250,000 people surrendered, which was a surprising victory.
This great victory eased the Allied forces' setbacks in Eastern Europe and put the Axis countries at a disadvantage.
"General Eisenhower will remember your kindness. He appreciates you very much. "
Colonel Philips couldn't help admiring Luke's vision.
What he lacked now iwa the foundation and the support behind it.
And Eisenhower, whose reputation was growing day by day, would undoubtedly be a perfect ally.
Luke smiled faintly, remembering that in the original history, it was Eisenhower who had launched the attack on Sicily.
Before long, he was awarded the honorary rank of a five-star General by the Allies!
Even later, Eisenhower took part in the presidential election and was re-elected for two terms, making him an outstanding military man and politician.
After chatting with Colonel Phillips, Luke went to the terrace of Venice Palace alone.
The cold night breeze blew by, the night sky was dotted with stars, and the moon's silvery glow fell on the earth.
"Why are you hiding here alone?
In her red evening gown, Carter approaches Luke, who was alone with his thoughts.
"It's a bit noisy in there, and I wanted some quiet time. What's more, I don't want to be offered alcohol again."
Luke leaned against the balcony and smiled.
Under the bustling night sky, the couple began to chat.
"Miss Carter, do you know what Steve is doing?"
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Luke thought of Captain America. At this time, the other party should still be selling bonds on the stage and touring around.
"He has made films, acted with the Senator and recently published a personal comic strip. Rogers is much more popular than you!"
Carter chuckled.
She seemed to remember Camp Lehigh. Luke and Rogers had the best friendship.
Later, they both became super soldiers together, but with very different outcomes.
"In about three days. The Howling Commandos and I will depart for New York. I'll recommend the army to have Steve brought in with me. "
Luke said to himself.
He is no longer a third-rate soldier at the beck and call of others but has gained a measure of authority.
If the Committee of politicians wanted to dictate him, they are not qualified!
"He would be very grateful to you. "
With her arms clasped around her chest, Carter said, "Those Italian ladies are looking at you with such enthusiasm as if they want to eat you like a dessert after dinner. "
Luke is the centre of attention at the banquet. Carter could always hear the women talking about how they wanted to make the war hero who liberated Italy, their guest.
"I know. A beautiful lady stopped me in the hallway and said she would like to thank me for liberating Italy, overthrowing the dictator, and asking me to visit her room. "
"It looks like you didn't go to her room. Still regretting it?"
Carter's brow furrowed, and her attitude turned cold.
She couldn't quite make the connection between the slightly frivolous young man in front of her and the Allies' legendary hero.
"Of course. Any man who refuses such an invitation can't help but feel sorry for himself. "
Luke said with honesty.
"Miss Carter, don't look at me with contempt. Even a war hero couldn't hate a beautiful girl who throws herself at him. It's human nature. You should admire my honesty and not think of me as a womaniser. "
"Brigadier General Cavill, you are better at sophistry than the politicians on the Committee. "
The red-dressed and gorgeous female agent said sarcastically.
"It's the art of the language, Miss Carter. Many friends have suggested that people who can talk like me should publish a book after the war. It should be called 'From Private to General in two months. P.s: The youngest general in the United States uses his personal experience to teach you how to reach the top in life! What do you think?"
Luke was like a flamboyant prodigal son, not as steady as he was during the day, much to Carter's disgust.
"Well, chit chat time is over, and I have to go and visit ... Miss Issa's room. Have a lovely evening, Miss Carter. "
Luke smiled as the atmosphere stiffened.
Holding the champagne in his hand, he turned and left.
Behind him, Carter looked annoyed. Her feminine instincts are telling her that this was not Luke's true colours.
But why did he do this?
….
Two days later, Luke, dressed in a Brigadier General's uniform, rushed off the ship.
As he stepped onto the ground of Palermo's port, the empty harbour was crowded with Mafia men who had come to greet him.
A mob of fierce, suit-clad thugs, led by Alessandro, lined up in a row.
Eisenhower's Anglo-American Coalition forces have taken over Italy and carried out encirclement and suppression activities against those who tried to revive the fascist, just as Mussolini swept away the Mafia.
The tables have turned, and now the Mafia retaliated.
"General ..."
Glancing at Luke's epaulettes and the ostentation and extravagance behind him,
Alessandro changed his address carefully.
This mafia leader, still with that humble look, was even more respectful than before.
Following Luke may be the best decision he has made in his life.
Two weeks ago, the other party was only an Allied Captain, and now he had been promoted to Brigadier General.
The speed of this promotion was like riding a rocket!
Moreover, Luke is now recognised as a war hero by the Allied forces, a legend who led his team to conquer Italy!
Such a sensational event will be talked about for centuries to come.
Alessandro thought that he could appear in it, which was no different from being a part of history. What an honour for a gangster to receive such a privilege!
"Ms Malèna is still at the hotel and is preparing to give you a warm welcome when she heard of your return to Sicily. "
Alessandro bends slightly. Knowing that the times are different, his attitude towards Malèna showed some respect.
"Why didn't she come to the port?"
Luke looked up and looked out at the crowd outside the dock.
Many people were eager to see the legendary man whom Roosevelt and Churchill called 'Superman' looked like.
"Ms Malèna said that it was inconvenient for her to appear in public with the General. "
Alessandro bowed his head.
Luke's eyes flickered for a moment, and the corners of his mouth lifted as he whispered, "I see. Cossa, are you happy with your life now?"
"Very happy! The new constable who had just arrived in town was respectful and the Governor of Palermo also visited me yesterday. All thanks to you. "
Alessandro nodded his head.
He has acquired both power and status.
In Sicily nowadays, anyone who sees him takes off their hat and says 'Sir' with respect.
Even the bosses of the Camorra family.
Luke looked around at the fierce mafia members and spoke as he walked away, "I can give you another chance to choose. After the end of the dispute, the Allies had different opinions about what to do with Italy. "
"The United States thought that Italy should be entrusted to the United Nations, while the British were only interested in the overseas colonies and wanted to gobble up the pie, and the Soviets thought it would be safer to have a joint trusteeship between the three countries. For the time being, no one can convince anyone. "
Alessandro frowned in contemplation as the future of the country dictated the future path of the Mafia.
Luke continued, "Whatever the outcome, the Mafia is destined to fall, you are just a product of a period of social instability, and once the order is restored, the state will crack down on it. Just like when Mussolini came to power, he attacked you in order to win public opinion. "
"Cossa, I am certain of your ability. So, you can choose to stay in Sicily and continue to enjoy life as a family manager ..."
"Or, come with me to North America, where there will be more opportunities. "
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"Cossa, I am certain of your ability. So, you can choose to stay in Sicily and continue to enjoy life as a family manager..."
"Or, come with me to North America, where there will be more opportunities. "
As soon as Luke finished, he looked at him as if he were resting and waiting for an answer.
Alessandro's eyes wavered as he considered the situation.
There were no words to the hotel, but he was reluctant to make a decision.
"General, it is a great honor for me to follow you!"
Luke stepped out of the limo and smiled, saying nothing more.
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Luke returned to New York with the Howling Commandos, this time without living in the old house in Brooklyn.
Instead, he was greeted by a high-ranking official and moved into a luxurious room of a hotel.
This is the world's first skyscraper hotel and has a rich history.
At the time of its construction, President Hoover made a memorable speech in the Cabinet Office of the White House to congratulate.
As he said, the Waldorf Astoria is a benchmark in New York, a constant favorite of dignitaries, and a witness to many historic and important events.
At the end of World War II, the representatives of the four victorious powers -- the United States, Britain, France, and the Soviet Union -- signed the World Peace Agreement in a suite room in its towers.
The tower has been home to the King of Monaco, Queen Elizabeth I and her husband, the Duke of Edinburgh, and the Duke and Duchess of Windsor.
Today, like many celebrities, Luke has the privilege of staying in a tower suite at the Waldorf Astoria.
"This is really ..."
Malèna looks up at the bright crystal chandeliers and the luxurious furnishings as if she has fallen into a dream.
It never occurred to her that she would be able to live in a place like this one day, coming from the Sicilian countryside.
The happiness came so suddenly that Malèna couldn't believe it.
Moreover, no man would stare at her with undisguised greed now.
All this because she was Luke's lover.
Power and status provided shelter to a poor woman whose fate was supposed to be miserable.
"You can stay here for the time being, and Cossa will keep you safe. "
Luke leans back onto the soft sofa, and Malèna sits on his lap.
Alessandro took about 300 people with him and followed them from Sicily to the strange continent of North America.
Their compatriots have already made a name for themselves, visiting all sorts of high-profile venues, meeting politicians and Hollywood stars.
"I never believed in gangsters, but sometimes they can do your dirty work for you. The Mafia, who had come across the sea to the United States, had no one else to turn to. So, they had to cling to me as their supporter. "
Luke sniffed at the scent of the alluring woman's hair and said lazily.
He is now a Brigadier General, and, having defeated the Axis and Hydra, he may become the youngest Major General in the United Nations' history.
But status is not everything. It needs to be supported by money, connections, and well-established interests.
The Mafia could be a cornerstone of this particular period.
Luke had his sights set on Las Vegas, Nevada, a gold mine that could be mined.
In the early years of the Great Depression, the Nevada legislature passed a bill to legalize gambling to stimulate the economy and tide the country.
Since then, Las Vegas has become a city, but not as well-known as later generations.
Luke, a former member of the Irish mob, didn't want to get into the lucrative business of smuggling and drugs.
That would cause a lot of unnecessary trouble, and in the end, it might even turn out to be an embarrassing situation where he would have to keep wiping the Mafia's ass.
Gambling, hotels, and the security industry in Las Vegas were areas where the Mafia would compete.
Taking advantage of the fact that the city hasn't developed, he should get involved. First, it should be a pleasant surprise.
In the original timeline, Las Vegas was originally built by Benjamin 'Bugsy' Siegel, an American mobster, who raised six million dollars to build the Flamingo Hotel and Casino, which attracted tycoons from all over the world.
"You can always see the bigger picture."
Malèna said adoringly. A moment later, she was lowered onto the sofa.
Her black, wavy hair spreads out like a lotus flower, and her beautiful face tinged with a hint of blush.
"It's still light out ... "
Malèna said faintly.
"Don't get me wrong. I just thought the sofa was very soft and wanted to test the quality. "
Luke's words were soft, but his hands moved nimbly.
Later, people heard faint car-honking-like sounds through the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows.
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After settling down, Luke spent the next few days in a variety of social situations.
From the press conferences held by the White House to the celebratory dinners of the military departments, he attended every single one.
He never stopped running around like a spinning top.
Everyone that saw him was smiling, laughing, and admiring him. The atmosphere was harmonious that Luke almost had the misleading impression that 'they had won the war'.
According to the movie plot, if Captain America hadn't stopped Red Skull and Hydra's bombing plan, the Allies might not have won so smoothly.
"... I'm very honoured to present this Medal of Honor symbolising bravery and fearlessness to Brigadier General Luke Cavill! He is a hero of the Allies and our hero!"
On the lawn of the White House, President Roosevelt, in a wheelchair, pinned the medal representing the highest military honour on Luke's chest.
After that, they shook hands warmly and took a group photo.
It looks like the headlines of all the newspapers tomorrow would be news about this matter.
"Although I heard that you are very young, I didn't expect you to be this young! You know, when I was your age, all I could think about was how to talk to the best girl in school!"
After the ceremony, it was a luncheon at the White House, and the accompanying staff pushed the President to Luke's side.
As the longest-serving and highly regarded leader in United States history, he knew how to bring people closer together.
During the whole conversation, the President only talked about Luke's parents' untimely death, the difficult time at school, and Uncle Frank.
He behaved like a gentle and kind elder, not a person in a position of power.
"I only made a small contribution, no different from the soldiers on the battlefield. "
Luke is no pushover when it comes to pretty words.
Politicians always like to beat around the bush; even politicians like Roosevelt were no exception.
"Dwight and I are very grateful for your gift. Luke -- Can I call you that? I have seen many excellent young people, but you're still the best among them!"
The President finally got down to business, smiled, and said, "What should I do for you in return? The war isn't over yet, and it's difficult to determine the distribution of many … interests. Your position is enough to attract attention, and it will be challenging to move up the ladder. "
"I want to go back to the battlefield and end this war with my own hands. "
Luke just threw the words out, without the slightest hint of lying.
For him, the position of Brigadier General isn't enough.
While the war wasn't over, it was the key to seize the time to make achievements.
Although Roosevelt was polite to him now, when the dust of World War II settles, the other party will definitely treat him as a passerby if Luke has no further use except for the halo of honour on top of his head.
By the way, if nothing else, the President who uses a wheelchair will probably die of a cerebral hemorrhage before the war comes to a complete end.
In this way, Truman, as the Vice President, was the one worth investing in.
Luke had a series of thoughts in his head.
"Uh ...?"
The President, who was waiting to write a bunch of bad checks, paused. 'Why didn't this young Brigadier play his cards according to usual practice?'
Obviously, it was time to promise benefits, win over relationships, reap gratitude and accept it as a confidant ...
How did it become a righteous initiative to fight?
"Then I'll contact the Allied command. "
The President said dryly.
Luke, who was watching the other party leave, withdrew his smile.
He set a goal long ago not to be the mascot of the federal government.
Neither politicians nor capitalist groups will be able to buy him.
'Who would want to be subservient to others? '
Luke held the champagne in his hand and pulled a sneer on his lips.
"Brigadier-General Sir, I'm a reporter for the Daily Bugle! Can I take a picture?"
The young reporter saw the President left. He did not stop the entourage and rushed over.
He laboriously carried a heavy camera and looked at Luke with an expectant face.
'The Daily Bugle?'
'So, this newspaper was that old?'
Luke raised an eyebrow and stood up straight with a friendly and polite smile on his face.
"Yes. "
Click!
With a flash, the picture was taken.
Young Brigadier General's straight posture and handsome face would be spread worldwide along with the printed newspapers.
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"You don't look thrilled, Steve -- no, I should call you Captain America. Who will ~~ take care of the Germans? The Star~~Spangled~~Man with a plan~~~!"
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When Luke met Rogers, it had been a week since he returned to New York.
On the other side, Allied Command finally agreed that the young General who wanted to go to the front line, leave for the battlefield.
Luke, who had some time to spare, took the time to visit his old friend. He even hummed the familiar tune that was well known in the streets.
It's just that Rogers didn't seem very happy to hear this song, so he turned his head in shame and said, "Don't make fun of me, Luke -- or, do you want me to call you Superman, too?"
Backstage at the Broadway theatre, Captain America, dressed in a tight-fitting costume and carrying a star-spangled shield in his hand, had a frustrated look on his face.
There was no more determination and fighting spirit as before!
He had become the Senator's tool to sell war bonds.
Everyday life was all about working with promotions, performing on stage, and then taking pictures together.
Saying the same old lines, doing the same old actions, like a machine!
"You are the hero of comic books and movies, the Captain America that everyone admires..."
Luke tapped his partner on the shoulder and deliberately said so.
"They just need an idol! A clown on a stage! You're the hero of the real world! By the way, I haven't congratulated you yet, General Cavill!"
Rogers shook his head, cheered up, and squeezed out a smile, and said so.
He joined the army in the first place to make his own contribution to the war, just like the soldiers on the front line, instead of acting like a clown, standing on stage, saying meaningless strings, and promoting various state bonds.
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"I thought you'd like the feeling of being a big star on Broadway and having people know you everywhere you go. "
Luke hooked Rogers' neck with his arm and said so with a smile.
"But you've changed a lot. I used to have to bend down to reach your shoulders. "
Rogers turned his face away, ignored his friends' teasing, and wearily said, "You know, the last time I went camping Lehigh in New Jersey -- where we stayed. All the soldiers were talking about you, your experiences in training, and your legendary deeds. "
"Really! I am happy for you and proud of you! Luke, you deserve this honour! I wanted to tell them that you were my friend! But I'm afraid the soldiers would ask, why are you at the front and I'm hiding behind ..."
Rogers, who was called Captain America, laughed in self-mockery.
He was tired of his current life but couldn't resist.
Obeying orders is the first duty of a soldier.
The Senator obtained the military's consent, and Rogers had to do as he was told.
"Then you can come to Europe with me. "
Luke also took Rogers's shoulder as before, like they were in Brooklyn, and delivered the surprising news in a lighter tone.
"Europe ... really?"
Rogers reacted after a few seconds with a skeptical look on his face.
"But what about the military? The Senator won't agree!"
Soon, Rogers' eyes dimmed again.
He knew Luke was trying to help him, but it would be insufficient to get in trouble for that.
Senator Brandt has a good position in the Committee and had a good relationship with the military.
"Hey, Brooklyn's little man, you're standing in front of a Brigadier General, a hero of the Allied Forces, and a rising star who the President has decorated. "
Luke pretended to be annoyed, frowned, and severely stated his title.
Before he drove here, he went to see Senator Brandt.
When he heard about Luke's intent, the arrogant Senator didn't say a word; he simply agreed.
Before Luke left, the other party even begged him not to pursue the matter, almost grovelling.
This is the true nature of politicians. It was bullying the weak, fearing the tough, following the direction of the wind!
"So? Captain America, do you want to go to the European battlefield and see how powerful Hydra is with me!"
Hearing Luke's invitation, Rogers suddenly nodded, his eyes full of excitement.
He felt that he had a new hope for his life!
"Thank you, Luke. "
Rogers said gratefully.
"You should call me General. "
Luke chuckled and took Captain America away from the Broadway Theatre.
"Let's go! Let's have a drink! Celebrate Captain America's new life and our reunion!"
The two figures had their arms on each other's shoulders, laughing and joking as they walked up the street and disappeared into the crowd.
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Late at night, the stars dotted the sky.
Waldorf Astoria, tower suite.
In the dark and expansive bedroom, only Malèna's even breathing could be heard.
This charming mature woman had her cheeks blushing.
It was as if she had just finished some intense exercise and was dragging her tired body to dreamland.
"Time for the lucky draw."
Luke, who stayed awake, didn't show any signs of fatigue. Gently, he pulled out his right arm, which Malèna used as a pillow.
Lifting the thin blanket which covers both of them, his naked body stood out of bed.
Before long, the sound of water came from the bathroom.
"Two guys who can't get drunk ran to the pub, and it was indeed very boring."
A few minutes later, Luke wore a bathrobe, opened the French windows, and went outside.
The cold night breeze blew by, and suddenly there was a refreshing, relaxed feeling.
After leaving the Broadway theatre in the afternoon, he and Rogers went to Old Joseph's Tavern in Brooklyn to catch up with each other, which attracted a lot of attention.
One is a war hero and legend.
One is Captain America, uh -- should be considered a national icon.
The citizens of New York got wind of it and packed Old Joseph's Tavern.
Anyway, in the end, the old cliché of reuniting with old friends, thinking about the future and remembering the past turned into a tasteless drinking contest.
The sound of glasses clinking, the smell of malt floating around, and the occasional burst of laughter over some vulgar, dirty jokes.
The atmosphere was so hot that people would think that there was an adult show being performed inside!
'Like Rogers, I've forgotten what it's like to be drunk. '
Luke sighed with emotion.
Later, when he and Rogers walked out of the pub.
It was already the first light outside, and the night flew away.
They were conscious, not drunk, and walked without even shaking.
As for the guys who were competing in drinks?
One by one, they all collapsed on the table. Some directly on the ground, making a mess of the pub.
Old Joseph told the boys to clean up and throw them all out on the street.
Anyway, it's not a big deal to be a bum for one night.
For the super-soldier, the serum injected into the body would form a protective system for regeneration and healing. Mere alcohol wouldn't paralyse Rogers.
He was frozen for seventy years, and nothing happened.
In other words, ordinary people would have become dry corpses.
As for Luke, it might take a thousand-year-old vintage mead from Asgard to make him feel a little drunk.
The two of them chatted for a few minutes and then went home.
Later, Luke and Malèna had another pleasant and 'in-depth cordial exchange' to promote physical and mental health.
After a full day, he finally remembered that there was another chance to extract a Superman card.
'Open the lucky draw. '
Luke, who felt the fantastic night breeze, slightly moved his thoughts.
In his mind, a light flashed.
The many cards floating in the air were spinning rapidly.
Every short pause would tug at Luke's emotions and make his heart beat faster.
"Silver Superman ... this can be ah. "
Luke looked at the Superman template with the silver border and couldn't help but get excited.
"Ugh! Why did it pass!? That ... Cosmic Armor Superman?"
Another compelling Superman card drifted by.
Until the speed of rotation slowed down and stopped altogether.
[Card extraction completed]
[Magic Superman Etrigan (Superdemon)]
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