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"Is there anything I can do about it, Your Excellency?"

Luke sat upright, making himself look more like a brave soldier obeying orders.

He is interested in the 'Aryan Superman' of the Axis Powers.

Both of their eyes can shoot energy beams, which is so powerful that it could explode tanks.

The physical quality is beyond ordinary people, and ordinary thermal weapons couldn't hurt them.

All these sound like a weakened version of Superman or an enhanced version of a Super Soldier.

'Is it true that Berlin had reverse-engineered Dr. Erskine's amazing masterpiece from the serum samples left by Red Skull?'

Luke expressed doubts about this.

You know, later, the military had invested vast amounts of money and tried to restart the super-soldier program, but it never succeeded.

Generations change, and versions were diverse, but they all had side effects that were hard to ignore.

There is only one super soldier like Captain America.

Thus, it can be seen how difficult it was to study and replicate the serum!

It didn't make sense that a technical breakthrough could be made so quickly on Berlin's side!

Unless, of course, the Führer renewed everything, and opened an acceleration program, and ordered a new type of experiment.

"We planted an undercover agent in Berlin. "

The frowning Prime Minister took a strong puff of his cigar but didn't say anything for a long time.

During World War II, the highly active intelligence organizations weren't only Hydra and the Strategic Science Reserve, but the MI6 from Britain too were very much involved.

They had successfully assassinated the SS chief of security, one of the Führer of Berlin's right-hand men, and carefully groomed successor, Reinhard Heydrich.

"Her name is Stephanie. Shortly after the outbreak of war, she disguised herself as a Norwegian scientist and sneaked into Berlin's scientific research department, classified by MI6. "

The Prime Minister's expression was severe, and the thick cigar between his fingers flashed a faint spark.

"I heard from Stewart's mouth that Stephanie hadn't reported the situation for a year, and we have never contacted her actively for safety reasons. "

"But just three days ago, the day before the defeat of the Soviet army, a message was received from Stephanie on the special access channel. She warned the Allies to be on the lookout for a monster being deployed from Berlin!"

"As you can see, and as she said, those super soldiers appeared in Berlin and beat the Soviet army to death. "

"Now, the only one who knows the specific situation and what happened is Stephanie. "

Luke listened carefully. He seemed to have guessed what the British Prime Minister wanted him to do.

"Rescue the undercover agent lurking in Berlin and get specific information about the Aryan Supermen?"

"Yes, General Cavill, I would like to ask you to bring Stephanie back. She's on her way to her homeland in England, but she's being pursued. Without Allied support, she'll have a hard time escaping. "

The Prime Minister, who is eloquent and a master speaker, said solemnly.

Sincere tone and good attitude were prerequisites for impressing others quickly.

"I know that asking a Brigadier General to rescue a London agent behind enemy lines is both embarrassing and dangerous. "

While observing Luke's expression, the Prime Minister thought carefully and said, "But this is for the future of the Allies and to prevent the rise of the Axis Powers! General Cavill, you have created miracles many times … This time, we believe you can do it!"

In the smoky office, the atmosphere suddenly became dignified.

Along with senior staff sitting on the sofa in the corner, the British prime minister had their eyes focused on Luke.

The dangerous parts of this rescue mission were -- to prevent the Axis countries from discovering them, the number of people involved in the operation mustn't be too large, and it was best to sneak in alone.

Luke, already an officer with a promising future, risks his life for the undercover agent of MI6 ...

To be honest, when the Prime Minister made this request, he felt laughable himself.

He had no right to give Luke orders, and the other party had no obligation to obey them.

"Miss Stephanie, who brought back the Aryan Superman intelligence and technology, is of great value to the Allies."

Luke picked his eyebrows and said, "I can take part in the rescue operation, but you guys must share the technology mastered by the Axis country's Berlin scientific research department with the Strategic Science Reserve. "

After getting the answer, the Prime Minister nodded decisively without hesitation.

The Soviets, who had held the Third Reich at bay, defended Nizhny Novgorod and Moscow, and bravely launched a counter-offensive, were defeated by the Aryan Superman of the Axis.

How long can the British and American allies on the front lines hold on for?

The Prime Minister knew very well that now wasn't the time to bargain and seek benefits.

Even if he needed to pay a specific price to request Luke's help, it would be worth it.

It's better than looking for those witches, or vampires, or werewolves!

"No problem. Allied forces are supposed to work together in good faith. "

The Prime Minister piled up a smile and spoke amiably.

The people in the parliamentary hall were going to pop open champagne to celebrate when they heard that Hydra was falling apart, and the mountain-like Axis countries were defeated. Who would have thought that a Superman fell from the sky in Berlin and turned the tides of war?

Now, the only thing that could stop the Führer's crazy ambition and save the Allies again was Luke!

After all, only super-soldiers could fight against super-soldiers!

Superman versus Superman!

"Then I will depart now, Your Excellency, Prime Minister. "

Luke stood up, tall like a mountain, standing in the office.

"By the way, please let the White House know so that the President could wait for good news."

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Outside of Berlin.

"General Sankt, the Führer, asked me to give you a message to get over there as soon as possible. He can't wait to see Siegfried -- is that the name of the big guy?"

The liaison officer from the Berlin bunker sent the message to General Sankt, who is in charge of the Aryan Superman project.

He looked up at the super soldier who defeated the Soviet tanks alone.

High nose, deep eyes, blond hair, and blue eyes, typical Germanic characteristics, close to 2 meters tall, like a silent statue, giving off a strong sense of power.

"His real name is Markus Jung. Now, he is called Siegfried. "

The General said coldly.

"I can't go to see the Führer yet. The factory where 'Woden's Blood' was made exploded last night. A Norwegian female scientist named Freya fled overnight. According to the secret police investigation, she was an undercover agent sent by the British -- what a bunch of idiots! No rigorous vetting before recruiting staff!"

"This is bad news, do you understand? The victory we have just won will probably be lost in an instant!"

"Once the Allies have also mastered the technology to make supermen, the Axis Powers will be defeated!"

General Sankt, trusted by the Fuhrer, is a middle-aged man with a grim face and a stern, stereotypical look.

His eyes were sharp like a sword, looking directly at the liaison officer.

The cold breath that emanates from him made the latter subconsciously lower his head.

"But the Führer said ..."

The liaison officer hesitated.

His task was to get General Sankt and his Aryan Superman back to Berlin as soon as possible.

"Good heavens! Don't you get it?! That damn bitch! She will soon ruin the brief victory won by the Third Reich!"

General Sankt growled, "So I have to send someone to track her immediately and try to get rid of this threat before she reaches the Allied defense line!"

"This is more important than pleasing the Führer, satisfying his vanity and relieving his inner fears!"

The liaison officer was afraid to speak.

If someone had said that before, he would have been thrown into jail by the SS., but now the guards in Berlin depended on General Sankt and his Aryan Superman.

"Forget it, let Siegfried go to the Führer instead of me. "

General Sankt is too lazy to say anything more. He is loyal to the Third Reich, not to a specific person.

Therefore, he isn't a fanatic of the Fuhrer.

"Siegfried, show the Fuhrer what the perfect Aryan is!"

The general turned around and smiled.

"Allied Superman -- it's just the inferior among super soldiers!"

A military motorcycle sped away in the dark forest, the roar of its engine echoing, alarming the crows perched on the tree branches.

'Damn it! The Germans are going to catch up!'

Stephanie, holding the steering handles of the motorcycle, resisted the urge to turn back. She was afraid of seeing the German soldiers chasing after her.

She is now very close to the Allied front lines. Just a few kilometers from this dense forest is a British stronghold.

'I'll be safe when I get there.'

"Have something to eat?"

"You must have food, right?"

"Give me something to eat ..."

"..."

There were a large number of refugees in the dense forest.

They were all poor people who were homeless and had nowhere to go in the war.

"I have no food!"

Stephanie saw a ragged man blocking the way. Instead of slowing down, she gripped the throttle.

Now is not the time to be overwhelmed with compassion. Along the way, she had seen so many hungry refugees, and she turned somewhat numb.

'Ending the war is the best way to save them!'

Stephanie thought so.

Boom!

The motorcycle crashed into the man, and his dry, thin body smashed into the tree trunk.

"I'm sorry. "

Stephanie gritted her teeth, saw the wave of refugees coming in front of her,

She pulled out her MP40 from under her trench coat.

"Go away! I can't help you! Everybody go away!"

Da da da! Da da da!

The ear-piercing sound gunfire spread through the dense forest, and the bullets fired shredded the leaves overhead.

Out of instinct of survival and fear of death, the tide of minor refugees who gradually came over finally dispersed and made way for passage.

'It's hell on earth!'

Stephanie still couldn't resist and looked around.

The refugees who were dispersed went towards the man who was knocked off his feet.

Hunger made them lose their senses and dignity.

She didn't want to think about what would happen next, which would become a nightmare that would haunt her for the rest of her life.

"A car is coming!"

"They must have food!"

"Give me something to eat ..."

"..."

The sound of booming and cluttered engines came towards this side of the dense forest.

A group of soldiers in German uniforms, driving motorcycles, shuttled through the dim forest.

They whizzed past and turned a blind eye to the influx of refugees.

"Get out of my way!"

A German officer took out a pistol and didn't hesitate to kill the refugees who rushed up to him.

They didn't want to waste time on this group of lowlifes. The spy who sneaked into Berlin was just ahead.

General Sollmann had instructed that this threat had to be erased before the other party returned to Allied territory!

[Editor/note: Graneral Sankt = general Sollman]

"Shoot! Shoot them! Shoot these pigs!"

The German officer at the head of the group shouted.

When he saw that more and more refugees were gathering, he gave direct orders to shoot those who dared to interfere on the spot.

Da da da --

Gunfire!

Their lives were like grass on a field, and the sickle of death harvested vast areas.

Grabbing the throttle, Stephanie rushed out of the forest and heard gunshots. Her eyes flashed, but she never looked back.

She doesn't care about the bloody massacre that took place behind her.

She carries the secret of Berlin's 'Aryan Superman' and the related technology with her.

If it isn't delivered to the allied forces in time, more people will die.

"Thank God, it's finally here. "

Up ahead is the Allied front. Stephanie saw steel tanks, sandbagged bunkers, and alert soldiers.

"Halt!"

After firing a warning shot into the air, a British soldier with a Stern submachine gun aimed at Stephanie, who wasn't going to slow down.

On the battlefield, even if the person were a woman, one would never hold back.

This way, you will only die faster.

"My name is Stephanie! MI6 agent!"

Stephanie ignored too much explanation and directly reported her identity. She believed that London wouldn't do anything.

This was the nearest British position from Berlin. If MI6 wanted to send someone to meet her, it would be arranged in advance.

"Stephanie ..."

The soldier slowly put down his submachine gun and said to his comrades, "Go and inform General Luke Cavill! The Allied Superman who just arrived --"

He did receive an order. If a woman claiming to be Stephanie asks for help, she must be given full cooperation.

Boom!

Before the soldier finished speaking, a mass of blazing energy blew his body to pieces!

His flesh and blood were shredded in an instant!

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"Quick! cover! It's an enemy attack!"

Stephanie narrowly avoided the energy blast from behind and rolled off the motorcycle, landing on the hard ground.

Fortunately, she isn't a weak female scientist but a well-trained undercover agent.

When her body lost its balance, Stephanie curled up to protect her head and minimize the damage she suffered.

"Tank Class ... Aryan Superman. "

Stephanie, bleeding from scraping her elbows and knees, put her hands together and hid behind the bunker.

She looked out and saw a burly German soldier coming after her.

From the logo on the opponent's armband, it appears to be a Berlin-made 'tank class' Aryan Superman.

"Hurry up into the Tank! It's the only way to kill him!"

Stephanie shouted.

She knew very well how powerful the 'tank-class' Aryan Superman was.

Bullets couldn't break their skin, and they could recover quickly even if they were injured.

The tank, parked in the center of the perimeter, slowly startsedup, track rolling, and moving forward.

The cannon moved, and the main gun was aimed at the German soldier striding forward.

Boom!

The artillery missed the opponent.

He moved so fast that the heavy tanks couldn't keep up at all.

"Monster ..."

A British soldier with the submachine gun bravely stood up and attracted its attention.

A single bullet hit the monster German soldier, sinking deep into flesh and blood without inflicting any lethal damage.

"Englishman!"

The German soldier charged forward and closed in on him.

Each of his hands grabbed one side of the man's shoulder and pulled outward!

Rip!

The human body was like fragile tissue paper. It was directly torn apart!

Blood splattered!

"Give me that gun!"

Stephanie snatched a Springfield rifle from the hands of a stunned soldier.

She knew the weaknesses of a tank-class Aryan Superman.

Boom!

The sturdy blood-stained figure stomped down heavily and jumped high into the air with the help of the rebound from his step.

Then, like a solid shell!

With a thud, the German soldier jumped onto the tank.

With both hands holding the thick cannon, along with a beast-like snarl, he twisted the barrel into a mangled mess!

"Is this ... still human?"

The British soldiers were instantly discouraged from fighting.

"Yes. He is still human and can be killed. "

Stephanie was on her stomach, staring coldly at the murderous German soldier through the scope of her Springfield rifle.

She gazed with bated breath, waiting for the chance to shoot.

"Freya -- is that your name? General Sollmann asked me to take you back or kill you on the spot. "

The German soldier who emitted energy blasts from his eyes blew up the tank, and the soldiers inside seemed to have some sense and turned to look at Stephanie, laughing: "But I think it's easier to twist your head off. "

Boom!

7.62mm metal bullets were fired at high speed from the muzzle.

The German soldier opened his palms and covered his eyes.

"Do you think I wouldn't guard against my weaknesses?"

The 'tank class' Aryan Superman said contemptuously.

Want to deal with him? At least use rocket launchers, howitzers, and other heavy weapons.

One rifle alone is not enough.

"You're Stephanie?"

When the female agent was on the verge of despair, a steady voice came from behind.

The tall figure, like a cloud, cast over Stephanie.

She turned around, lifted her head, and subconsciously replied, "That's right. "

"You're safe now. "

The tall man smiled and then asked, "Is that the Superman of the Axis?"

Stephanie nodded. She didn't know who the other party was, so she recalled, "The 'tank class' Aryan Superman made in Berlin is a meat grinder on the battlefield. He is not something ordinary people could fight against!"

"Aryan Superman ..."

The tall man stepped out of the bunker, his voice drifting to the back with a light-hearted laugh.

"You're the Superman of the Allies?"

The German soldier, who General Sankt had transformed, looked leeringly at the tall man coming out of the bunker. His tone was somewhat contemptuous.

He thought that the Allies' legendary hero and conquered Italy and Rome alone should be Hercules.

Two meters tall, muscular, like the descendants of the Titans, particularly shocking looking.

But the Allied Superman that appeared in front of him was only taller than ordinary people, stronger than some, without the slightest exaggeration.

Luke, who was 6.2 feet (191cm) tall, seemed nothing in front of the German soldier who was as big as a little giant.

The muscles were even worse -- the robust and influential body of the Allied Superman is still somewhat 'thin' in the face of a big man who seemed to have taken steroids.

Only from the appearance, this fierce German soldier is as big as an unparalleled soldier with a height of 8 feet and a waist circumference that could beat ancient generals.

His rock-hard muscle was almost bursting the uniform open.

Quite a bit of toughness like an evil Kinnikuman!

"You look like a boy scout. "

The German soldier glanced at the young Brigadier General and laughed at him, "A creature like you should be very popular and well developed if thrown into the British barracks ..."

The humiliating sarcasm didn't irritate Luke. He turned to Stephanie and asked, "You said he was a tank-class. Does that mean a more powerful Aryan Superman?"

"Yes. The three that defeated the Soviet army were the 'battleship class' Aryan Superman. They're even more terrible!"

Stephanie nodded and replied.

There was a slight worry in her eyes.

Muscle is power, and physique determines everything!

This is a fact recognized by many people!

Therefore, even if Luke showed a formidable strength, not inferior to that of the German Superman.

Stephanie still had doubts. She saw with her own eyes how strong those 'battleship class' Aryan Supermen were.

Tanks, bombers, thousands of soldiers ...

They were no match!

Luke, the Allied Superman -- She didn't know if he could do it.

Mindful of this, Stephanie clenched the Springfield rifle and prepared to support the young Brigadier General if the situation got worse.

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"Let me introduce myself. My name is Julian. If I take your head off and bring it back to Berlin, the Führer will undoubtedly give me a big commendation, maybe even a medal like Siegfried. "

The German soldier, as sturdy as a giant, laughed heartily.

Luke didn't answer him. There's no need to waste time with small soldiers.

Generally speaking, lines were reserved for important characters.

He took a heavy step, and Stephanie, hiding behind the bunker, felt the ground tremble with a jerk.

The spider web-like cracks extended all around, and the tall, upright figure tore through the air, creating a strong air current.

In almost one breath's time, he came closer to the German Superman.

He made a fist with his right hand and threw it with all his might!

Compared with before, at this time, Luke had been greatly improved in strength and speed.

This feeling of making progress every day and every night and getting stronger every moment made him addicted.

The pleasure it brings is even more significant than the human enthusiasm for bed activities.

"That was fast ..."

With the enhanced optic nerve, Julian could barely catch Luke's movements.

Feeling the heavy force coming towards him, he immediately put away his contempt.

Allied super soldiers don't seem too bad!

Julian shouted, his strength surged wildly, and his muscles twisted into a ball.

He crossed his arms and held them in front of his chest.

'Let me see your strength first. '

Julian's mind flashed this idea.

If he had seen it with his own eyes, the mutant 'Colossus,' who was killed by Luke with punch after punch, he wouldn't have chosen to do so.

In a battle where there is little difference in strength, giving up the initiative is no different from committing suicide.

What's more, Luke's real combat power was far above Julian - he just doesn't know it!

Bang!

The fist smashed into Julian's arms, nearly 10 tons of terrifying force was poured into one point.

Before the German Superman could react, his two arms cracked and broke directly from the elbow!

Power could twist off the barrel of a tank. Muscle fibers were as thick as tangled steel wires, like being thrown into a blender, instantly shattered into rotten meat!

Severe pain reached Julian's brain. Before he could scream, Luke's eyes were locked, and his left hand came out and pressed down on the German Superman's thick shoulder.

Julian, who was as big as a small giant, like a child who could not resist, couldn't stand the copious force. His legs went soft, and his knees slammed to the ground with a thud.

"I heard that the Führer in Berlin regards Aryans as the perfect race and that a super soldier like you is considered an 'Aryan Superman' by the Third Reich. "

Luke lowered his head and looked down with a cold look in his eyes,

"But now it seems like that's all there is to it. "

"The great Fuhrer ..."

Julian's face was distorted, his arms showing the white stubble of bone, the flesh writhing with effort, trying to recover from his injuries.

He looked at Luke, and his eyes turned blindingly white.

"Long live the Third Reich!"

The roar of fanaticism fell, and a significant energy fluctuation formed a powerful, dazzling light mass, which directly engulfed Luke.

Like a massive ball of lightning, the air is burning with a sizzling sound, and a scorching smell spread out.

The sound of explosions continued to ring out.

The robust and rising smoke covered the battlefield, making it hard to see.

'It's over!'

Stephanie was holding the Springfield rifle with a severe look on her face.

She didn't think Luke would survive, knowing that Aryan Superman's most potent attack was to release energy clusters.

Even solid and thick tanks could explode, not to mention the fragile flesh and blood of humans.

'He was careless and should have guarded against Julian's move!'

Stephanie thought with dismay.

Julian moved so fast that she didn't even have time to remind Luke to be vigilant.

"Allied Forces ... rescue ... failed. "

Stephanie watched the tall figure coming out of the billowing smoke, preparing for the final struggle.

Anyway, she couldn't run far.

Instead of fleeing in a hurry and being caught by the enemy,

it was better to fight to the death!

"Stephanie, you look nervous. "

Then, a deep voice sounded, relaxing Stephanie, who was tense all over.

She couldn't believe it and subconsciously asked, "Why ... you're not dead!?"

The smoke from the explosion dissipated, and the figure that appeared turned out to be Luke!

He didn't know when he changed into a steel armor-like battle suit and removed the right palm firmly pressed on Julian's face. His skin surface is full of burnt black marks, but his body was almost unscathed.

"Of course, I'm still alive, Stephanie. "

Luke grinned.

He raised his hand and lifted Julian, who was exhausted and fell to the ground. After the German Superman released the energy cluster, he degenerated into an ordinary person, like a machine that drained his opponent's energy cluster's fuel.

"How can you call yourself a Superman?"

Luke curled his lips. His opponent's energy cluster contained a destructive power that was difficult for ordinary people to resist.

He suffered a minor injury.

According to his estimation, the burst of energy clusters was almost equivalent to the explosive force produced by an anti-tank missile.

However, with the self-healing ability from the Superman card; In less than one minute, the burnt wound on his right palm recovered as before.

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The battlefield on the Allied front quieted down.

Only the steel wreckage of tanks and flesh and blood on the ground silently told the story of the violent scene of the previous battle.

"Ma'am, do you need him alive?"

Luke dragged the defenseless Julian over to Stephanie.

The latter shook her head. She brought back the relevant technology but also found out the specific process of making those Aryan Supermen.

Moreover, Stephanie had seen a lot of live specimens for dissection in Berlin.

Bringing Julian will only increase the risk. Who knew when the other party would regain his power.

"That's fine. "

Luke smiled gently.

Then, without hesitation, he snapped the German soldier's neck.

After the short battle just now, he probably got the comprehensive data of a 'tank-level' Aryan Superman.

Strength, speed, defense, nerve reaction, self-healing ability, and so on ...

Generally speaking, they were stronger than super soldiers.

Even Rogers, with the name of Captain 'I can do this all day,' may get a headache while facing the 'tank-class.'

It's hard to win unless you can hit a weak spot.

However, these Aryan Supermen seem to have a massive defect. They can't fight too long.

Luke was keenly aware that Julian's power and speed degenerated to the level of ordinary people after releasing the energy in his body as if the power was exhausted.

This may be the reason why the Axis Powers haven't launched a counter-offensive?

Weren't Aryan Supermen suitable for long-term combat?

A series of questions were temporarily kept in his mind.

"To be honest, I'm looking forward to meeting the battleship-class people."

Luke changed his armor suit and looked down at the fallen German soldier.

The strength of this 'tank-class' has yet to reach the point of changing the tides of war.

Unless the Axis Powers could mass-produce explosive soldiers, it was impossible to win by a single strategy.

Stephanie's eyes flashed. Although she was curious about the Allied Superman's combat uniform, she didn't take the initiative to ask about it.

This was probably the Strategic Science Reserve's secret technology, and it may arouse resentment to inquire rashly.

"Brigadier General, 'battleship class,' is better than 'tank-class' on several levels. Their resilience, physical quality, and energy attack effects are several times greater than the latter!"

The female agent that was spying in Berlin warned.

After seeing Luke fight the 'tank-class' Aryan Superman, she had a little more hope for the Allies' future.

However, she was still not optimistic about defeating the Axis Powers.

There were hundreds of 'tank-class' people in Berlin alone.

They were led by three even more powerful 'Battleship-classes,' which is enough to form an invincible fighting force.

On the Allied side, there was only one Superman, one Luke.

"Stephanie, the Prime Minister can't wait to see you. I can't wait to know the truth about these Aryan Supermen. "

Luke walked ahead; someone will come later to clean up the battlefield.

His mission is to bring Stephanie back safely.

Other than that, it didn't matter.

"Thank you, General Cavill. "

At the back, the female spy said faintly.

"Thank you for calling me Stephanie. It's been a long time since anyone ... has called me that. "

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"Do you want to continue the pursuit, General Sankt?"

The next day, a group of heavily armed German soldiers crossed the dense forest and came to the Allied front line.

The guards have already been evacuated, leaving only a messy battlefield.

"Call off the chase. There is no Freya anymore. She has recovered her former identity and returned to London ... That damn bitch!"

General Sankt had his hands behind his back and a grave expression on his face.

The wreckage of tanks, scattered limbs, and traces left by an energy explosion named Distortion Halos...

All told General Sankt that there had been a fierce battle here.

"Is the Superman of the Allies the one who could fight a 'tank-class'?"

He muttered to himself.

It was clear that the Allies should have paid a heavy price to defeat the 'tank-class' Julian.

"So much for the Allies' Superman Far less exaggerated than the allies make it out to be!"

General Sankt came to his conclusion.

He looked closely at the scene. After a lot of hard work, he seemed to see that the Allied Superman and ordinary soldiers barely defeated Julian and won the final victory in the battle.

"General, we must assume that the core technology has fallen into the hands of the Allies and that the locations of other military factories have been exposed. We should take countermeasures as soon as possible. "

A blond-haired female lieutenant spoke.

Stephanie, who escaped, was once a core member of the 'Aryan Superman' project.

She knew too much, was deeply involved in the most critical projects, and had taken away some 'Wöden's Blood'!

This is undoubtedly the worst news!

"Transfer all the data and researchers about the superhuman technology to the second location and cleanse all the inferior test subjects. "

General Sankt said coldly.

He wanted to speed things up and try to help the Third Reich gain a more significant advantage before the Allies made their Superman.

"I hope the Führer ... will listen to me and not be overwhelmed by a moment of victory. "

General Sankt was worried; he didn't have much hope for the mustached Führer in Berlin.

After all, that man is known for being a master of micromanagement. His military standards were extremely average, but he always liked to tell those battle-hardened Generals what to do.

The series of defeats faced by the Third Reich, the Battle of Stalingrad, the Normandy landings, and the Ardennes counteroffensive, the Führer's will was everywhere.

A mustached man whose ability to incite, leadership, and military command skills were inversely proportional.

This is what General Sankt had to say about the Führer.

"Return to Berlin. We are so close to ruling the world ... so close!"

The German General sighed.

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Underground base, London.

A few days later, in the Prime Minister's office.

One of the Allied Forces heroes, Stephanie, changed into a long green dress, carried a briefcase, and sat in a chair.

Next to her is Brigadier General Cavill, who is sitting upright.

This time is different; even those senior staff were excluded.

There were only three people in the office.

"Good work, Stephanie. "

The Prime Minister poured a glass of wine and handed it to the female spy who had been lurking in the enemy's lair for years.

"You are MI6's finest, and I have heard of you for a long time. As it turns out, you did create a moment of relief for the Allies, saving us from the horrors created by those monsters in Berlin. "

"Recently, I heard that many legislators were afraid to go out, only staying at home. They didn't even go to the Parliament Hall. Because, these cowards are afraid of Hitler and his demons would suddenly fall from the sky, lift the roof and hang them all from the street lamps!"

The Prime Minister said in a humorous and sarcastic tone, which eased the office's heavy atmosphere.

"No, Prime Minister. "

Stephanie took the glass, took a sip, and spoke with a smile, "Those Aryan Supermen who have been created, at most, they could only move within the scope of the Third Reich for the time being. "

"I participated in this project and knew their shortcomings. An Aryan Superman couldn't fight too long. The weakness of the 'tank-class' is their eyes. There is also heavy firepower, such as rocket-propelled grenades and anti-tank weapons. The more 'battleship class' one's fight, the more tired and weaker they get. "

"According to the experimental report, the limit of the latter is almost 8 hours. Every time they start a full-force battle, they would have to take a period of rest to recover later on. "

"So, for the moment, the Germans are holding their ground at best. But -- after they have accumulated enough troops, that would be the beginning of a disaster!"

Hearing Stephanie's answer, the Prime Minister didn't know whether to be happy or afraid.

He turned his attention to Luke, who was sitting opposite him. He heard that the young Brigadier General had personally eliminated a 'tank class' Aryan Superman.

This news excited the top leaders of the Allies and effectively dispelled the fear of the frontline soldiers.

The defeat of the Soviet army has caused many people to become pessimistic.

Luke's victory became a valuable source of publicity for the Allies!

"I haven't fought with a 'battleship-class' yet, so I don't know their strength. "

Luke guessed the Prime Minister's thoughts, trying to ask him to directly fuck over all the Aryan Supermen, which was simply unrealistic.

Hundreds of 'tank-classes,' plus three 'battleship-classes' of unknown strength, will probably drain himself dry!

Besides, he didn't have an obligation to fight for the Allies.

The brave and fearless super-soldier is only a superficial persona, and it is not advisable to enter the 'character' too profoundly.

"I'm sure Stephanie still has more critical information. Otherwise, the Germans wouldn't have to hunt her from Berlin. "

Luke threw the question to the female spy next to him.

"Yes, I can help the Allies and make superhumans!"

Stephanie said word for word.

Once the heavy news was announced, the Prime Minister's office fell into a brief silence.

"Does that mean the ... Allies could have Supermen too?"

A moment later, with a click, the cigar in the Prime Minister's hand fell on the table.

"I was placed in the Norwegian research group in 1941 when I was undercover as a biologist, 'Freya Bergen.' "

Stephanie said in a soft voice, "After Berlin recognized me as a Nazi supporter, they recruited me into the Aryan Superman project. "

"There is no need to tell you the rest of the story. All in all, I managed to break into the core and get access to these --"

Stephanie opened the briefcase, and besides a document, there was a glass vessel containing many unusual red crystals.

The color was very vivid, like crystal clear blood coral.

Woden's Blood!

"What a strange smell. "

Luke, who was sitting next to her, frowned slightly.

He felt very unstable and dense energy from the irregular pile of red crystals.

It was like a powder keg that would explode at any time, making people feel it was perilous.

This is an intuitive response that came from the heart.

"This is?"

The Prime Minister looked at Stephanie and asked doubtfully.

He thought he was going to see a stack of detailed lab reports or documentation.

"It's the only way for the Allies to defeat those monsters. "

Stephanie took another sip of wine. It seems that this female spy had been lurking in Berlin for a long time and got into the habit of drinking -- but it is understandable.

Every undercover agent lurking in the enemy's base camp was under tremendous psychological pressure.

They live among enemies and pretend to be the other side, incorporating the false identity into their daily lives.

It wasn't easy.

"The Germans call this stuff 'Wöden's Blood,' which is necessary to transform ordinary people into super soldiers. "

Stephanie explained in detail while drinking.

"These red crystals are crystalline polymers that are gradually produced during a special fermentation process, so think of them as vegetables in a field. In other words, it takes time for 'Wöden's Blood' to grow, and it wouldn't just come out of thin air. "

"The good news is, before I left the factory, I blew up all the containers containing Wöden's Blood. It would take a lot of time for the Germans to rebuild another facility. "

"But the bad news is that General Sankt, who is in charge of the Aryan Superman project, is a strict and careful man. So, there will be surplus reserves to keep the damn project from going completely bankrupt!"

The Prime Minister took a puff of his cigar; he gazed at the red crystals in the glass vessel and asked, "So you know how to make synthetic … 'Wöden's Blood'?"

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"I was responsible for screening the candidates. But the process of cultivating Wöden's Blood wasn't complicated, and with these red crystals, I believe that the Allied scientists will soon be able to research it. "

Stephanie shook her head and gave an answer that was neither surprising nor disappointing.

"And this document is?"

The Prime Minister shifted his gaze to something else in the briefcase.

"The origin of 'Wöden's Blood' and the Aryan Superman transformation technology's origin is recorded here. "

Stephanie's expression was severe as she spread out the dense word-laden information.

"The original manuscripts were kept so secret that I couldn't access them. These are just copies I stole. "

Luke, who is sitting next to her, and the Prime Minister, who exhaled a mouthful of smoke,

Both pricked up their ears and listened carefully.

Aryan Superman in Berlin appeared suddenly, and no one knew the specific origin.

At one time, the Allied leaders thought that the Axis Powers had successfully copied the serum developed by Abraham Erskine and made a more powerful version of super soldiers.

According to Stephanie's intelligence, Super Soldier and Aryan Superman seem to be two completely different products.

The former is a serum creation, while the latter is a new and unfamiliar secret technology.

"The Führer in Berlin was known to be obsessed with occultism and the pursuit of supernatural powers."

Stephanie recalled and whispered, "The Hydra organization was originally a branch of the Third Reich's Ahnenerbe Institute, to establish an external intelligence agency. "

"Later, Red Skull recruited a large number of scientists and absorbed many fanatics, gradually breaking away from the control of the Fuhrer. "

Luke's eyes moved slightly; he had a vague guess about the origin of 'Wöden's Blood' and the technology to make Aryan Supermen.

Could it be that it is related to the ancient Hydra?

"To curb Red Skull's growing ambition and his rapidly increasing strength, the Führer secretly set up a new research team to reproduce ... a powerful super soldier like General Cavill through the blood samples left behind by Red Skull. "

Stephanie glanced at Luke and had to say that she was pleasantly surprised by him.

In the battle against the 'tank-class' Aryan Superman, the young General showed overwhelming strength.

"A series of failures almost caused the Führer to abandon the project. However, news came from the Ahnenerbe Institute, which excavated an ancient document containing strange words analyzed and deciphered by professionals and classified as the language of an alien race in ancient times. "

Hearing this, the prime minister looked confused and took a puff of his cigar to calm down.

As a graduate of the Royal Military Academy, Sandhurst, a published author of several books and a future Nobel Prize winner in literature, and a famous orator who unveiled the Cold War's intro between the United States and the Soviet Union ...

The British Prime Minister did not know what to make because the head of the Axis powers was enjoying alien literature and creating the Aryan Superman in an attempt to conquer the world.

"Is the world too crazy, or am I just unable to keep up with the changes of time?"

The Prime Minister's elbow was on his desk, propping up his somewhat rounded face with a dull expression of 'overwhelming information was added.'

Aliens have visited Earth in times farther away from the birth of humans ...

Luke is very calm about this matter.

After all, this is the Marvel Comics world.

Within the nine realms, besides the earth called 'Midgard', there were Asgard and Jotunheim, where frost giants live, and so on.

If we look further away, there will be more Skrulls, Kree and Shi'ar, who together form the three civilized empires of the galaxy.

As for the higher ones, there are the Council of Elders, Council of Godheads, and the five Cosmic Beings ...

Therefore, during World War II, the Axis Powers discovered alien technology, which is very reasonable, without the slightest problem.

"I know it sounds like a fantasy, or the ramblings of a madman, with no credibility. "

Stephanie saw the Prime Minister's expression and shrugged helplessly, "I started with this attitude. I thought that all these lies were fabricated by the Germans, mainly used to deceive the ignorant people and make them worship the Fuhrer like fanatics -- until I deeply participated in the Aryan Superman project and found inside information. "

"They did find the remains of an ancient civilization. Which, according to research, maybe from ancient Egypt. "

"It details the heroic exploits of a priest named Imhotep, who led the Egyptian people to fight against the alien 'Brood.' "

[TNote: Imhotep was an Egyptian chancellor to the Pharaoh Djoser, probable architect of Djoser's step pyramid, and high priest of the sun god Ra at Heliopolis. Very little is known of Imhotep as a historical figure, but he was gradually glorified and exalted in the 3,000 years following his death.]

"The red crystals that could transform the human body and stimulate its potential were the technology left behind by the 'Brood.' "

"Those bug-like aliens cultivate "Wöden's Blood" and use them as food to feed the beasts, catalyze them into terrible monsters, and use them as war machines ..."

The Prime Minister, who acted as an audience, was on the verge of a nervous breakdown and couldn't help but reach for the liquor bottle on the table.

He poured himself a cup of gin and poured it into his mouth.

As if that wasn't enough, he poured two more glasses in a row and drank them all in one gulp.

"Imhotep ... I remember he was the Pharaoh's chancellor in the third Egyptian dynasty and the designer of the Pyramid of Djoser. "

Luke, who had specific knowledge of history, interjected in due course.

He always thought the name was familiar, not only in textbooks.

"According to the paintings in the ruins and the literature, Imhotep was an outstanding leader, a brave and powerful fighter! With a spear and a shield, he led countless Egyptians to victory over the alien creatures, killing them and driving them off the Earth!"

Stephanie replied solemnly.

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Holding a spear, holding a shield, the ancient Egyptian Pharaoh...

When he heard this, Luke had a flash of light in his head.

He finally knew why he thought the name 'Imhotep' was familiar.

This ancient Egyptian was the most successful Pharaoh of the Third Dynasty and honored as the 'God of Wisdom and Medicine' by later generations and was worshipped for all eternity.

His true identity was a superhero in ancient times.

Although he didn't have any super ability, he fought purely with physical combat, but his strength was outrageous.

With a group of Egyptian natives holding spears and shields, they defeated the alien creatures whose biotechnology exceeded Earth's Earth by many years.

He belonged to the 'ordinary people' who fought with fierce mammoths and kicked saber-toothed tigers.

They could be called 'The Terrifying Homo-Erectus' in real life. They were slamming alien forms to the ground with their own hands.

Apocalypse, who later claimed to be the 'ancestor of mutants', was also a student of Imhotep, and they once fought side by side.

At that time, Apocalypse, while cutting alien insects and cheering for the teacher, was still young and naïve.

'That's so long ago ...'

Luke secretly lamented. He didn't expect the biological transformation technology behind Aryan Superman made in Berlin to come from that ancient era.

But when you think about it, you can't pick out any problems.

After that, the secret organisation 'Brotherhood of the Shield' was established by various historical big shots, such as Leonardo da Vinci, Newton, Tesla, Galileo, etc. They adopted the eagle logo from the shield held by Imhotep.

As for the later S.H.I.E.L.D, Hydra, and Leviathan.

All three are actually of the exact origin, with more or less traces of the Brotherhood of the Shield,

But each going in a different direction.

Therefore, it was reasonable for the Third Reich, which inherited a part of Hydra's heritage, to get the biological transformation technology of Brood alien bugs.

"In the beginning, the Germans didn't know that there was cutting-edge technology that could transform the human body hidden in that ancient document. The research on it was more out of academic curiosity. But when someone deciphered the contents of the first chapter, everything changed. "

Stephanie didn't know that Luke had speculated about the whole incident. She pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose and continued: "The Germans realized that they had found a treasure! Found a key to open the door to a world of new humans -- then, General Sankt reported the news to the Fuhrer in charge of all this. The whole 'Aryan Superman' program began. "

"Three departments were established separately, according to the contents of the literature. The first is to make the catalyst for transforming the human body, that is, 'Wöden's Blood'. The second one is responsible for screening candidates and finding catalyst-sensitive individuals. The third and largest department is responsible for transforming the human body and mass production of monsters. "

"And this isn't the worst. General Sankt only translated the ancient literature by one-fifth. That is to say, in addition to 'tank-class' and 'battleship-class', there may be more powerful Aryan superhumans in the future. "

After Stephanie finished speaking, the Prime Minister went silent.

More powerful Aryan superhumans?

'Carrier-class?'

Luke, was quietly wondering what level he was in the later stage of development?

'Nuclear-class'?

'Space Warship-class?'

'Star Destroyer?'

'Black Hole-class?'

As for the threat of the 'Aryan Superman', to be honest, he didn't pay much attention to it.

Not too inflated or blindly confident. If one calms down a little and thinks with his head, he can guess that these low-quality 'super humans', which had been transformed with body modifications, must have some unknown defects.

Otherwise, as early as the ancient Egyptian period, the 'Brood' would have ruled the world, so there was no need to wait for the Third Reich to inherit this technology.

"Stephanie, tell me, are those super-humans capable of growth? Why hasn't the Third Reich implemented mass production yet?"

The Prime Minister is a veteran politician with a deft hand, quickly identified several critical issues from the female spy's words.

"Right now, mass production is an impossible task. Studies have shown that Wöden's Blood, as a catalyst, will only work and start a transformation process on about 1 out of 5,000 subjects."

Stephanie saw the Prime Minister who wanted to reach out and touch it and hastened to stop him, "For others, it's a deadly contact poison. "

"In the ancient literature, there's a method to identify the candidate, but the General couldn't decipher it. So, he came up with another evil plan. "

"First, test the catalyst on thousands of prisoners, Jews, and Soviet prisoners. Blood was then taken from the survivors for specialized testing. "

"Next, the identified blood is used on a large scale to mark potential candidates -- soldiers who are similar to the survivors and meet the requirements of 'Wöden's Blood', and recruit them into the team."

"In the end, as long as the soldiers are all classified as catalysts.

One will always pass - the hundreds of 'tank-classes' and the three 'battleship-classes' all came from this. "

After listening, the Prime Minister couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Stephanie destroyed a production plant, 'Wöden's Blood' needed to be cultivated, coupled with the low success rate of making an 'Aryan Superman'.

This series of reasons made it difficult for the Axis countries to complete the final plan of bombing troops across Europe quickly and won a little respite for the Allies.

"General Cavill, what do you think?"

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"General Cavill, what do you think?"

The Prime Minister snuffed out the half-smoked cigar and looked at Luke with expectant eyes.

Stephanie put the Allies and the Axis Powers on the same starting line again and gave them the capital to participate in this game.

But this didn't mean that the scales of victory are beginning to tip in favor of the Allies.

The war that is sweeping the world had, in a sense, become a competition between cutting-edge warfare capabilities and consumption.

Ordinary soldiers were reduced to cannon fodder; even the tanks and bombers couldn't completely change the situation.

Luke is the only Superman in the Allies' possession.

Moreover, his combat power had exceeded the Third Reich's 'tank-class'.

There is no doubt about the young General's strategic position or his ability.

"I think the most important thing at this stage is to convene the Strategic Science Reserve to study the composition of Wöden's Blood and cultivate it. And select qualified soldiers as recipients."

Luke's thoughts were evident as he looked at the red crystals in a glass vessel and said in a deep voice, "We can use the red crystals Ms. Stephanie brought back as a specimen and draw blood from the soldiers who have been drafted into the army. "

"As long as the blood reacts with the red crystals, they can be selected as the candidates to try out the transformation program later on. "

Luke's idea made both the Prime Minister's and Stephanie's eyes shine.

This isn't a complex problem. But just after listening to all this, finding an implementable solution from the massive amount of information quickly...

This requires keen insight and quick response!

[Editor/note: *eye roll]

"I'll tell Allied Command to bring back the Strategic Science Reserve -- under your leadership -- as soon as possible. General Cavill, as the savior of the Allies, you couldn't be more suitable!"

The Prime Minister knew how to gain goodwill and win over people. He quietly puts Luke in the position of holding absolute power.

The resources and status enjoyed by the Strategic Science Reserve to fight against the Axis Powers are bound to be top of the line.

Being able to sit in a leadership position is helpful for future development.

"It's my pleasure to contribute more to the Allied forces. "

Luke said with a sincere expression.

"My greatest wish is for world peace! Any ambitious person who tries to start a conflict is my enemy!"

The Prime Minister chuckled twice, held Luke's right hand firmly, and spoke with emotion, "It's fate. My greatest ambition in life is also world peace. "

"I can see right away that Your Excellency is also a peaceful man with a heart for the world. "

Luke subtly curled his lips.

The most famous Prime Minister of the British Empire was nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize.

Ironically, the Italian dictator Mussolini, who Luke himself caught, and the Führer of Berlin have been nominated for this award.

That's why the judges constantly redefine the word 'peace'.

Berlin, Parliament Building.

The Fuhrer, who used to live in the bunker, was finally able to move into the luxurious bedroom, fair and square.

Those bombers buzzing around Berlin every day will no longer disturb their sleep and increase their inner fear.

"Siegfried, you are the hero of the Third Reich. The perfect Aryan and my most loyal guard. "

The Fuhrer woke up from the big soft bed, dressed in a robe, opened the door, and said so.

Although there was no Eva, the gentle lover beside him, Siegfried standing outside the door, made him feel exceptionally safe.

He didn't have to worry about his safety being threatened, and he didn't have to worry about the Allied troops attacking Berlin and pulling himself to the square to hang.

The head of the Third Reich had a good night's sleep.

But just over ten hours ago, he ordered Siegfried to kill tens of thousands of captured Soviets to test how strong the Aryan Superman was.

Those soldiers whose limbs were cut off by the vaporizing light, their wails, their cries, their blood, and limbs ... didn't give the Führer the slightest inner turmoil.

As a mediocre painter who had no talent and was rejected by art schools, he even thought it was globally the most beautiful color.

"General Sankt isn't here yet?"

The Fuhrer rang the service bell, and it didn't take long for the chef to bring the prepared food.

He skillfully picked up the knife and fork and cut the veal on his plate.

Although the cuisine of the Third Reich consists of pig's trotters, sausages, and various kinds of bread, he appreciates the French cooking more.

"Their food research is as skillful and proficient as raising the white flag and surrendering. "

The Fuhrer commented.

"General Sankt is on his way back. He was previously busy chasing a renegade female scientist who was a British spy."

Siegfried, who was tall and almost touched the ceiling chandelier, answered truthfully.

"How careless of him, and here I was going to reward him. "

The Fuhrer put down his knife and fork and chewed the food in his mouth, showing a disappointed expression on his face.

"General Sankt could have been a hero of the Third Reich like you, but unfortunately, he didn't seize the opportunity. "

Berlin currently has three 'battleship-classes,' excluding Siegfried, who is guarding at his side.

The Fuhrer hadn't met the remaining two yet.

The Führer only knew that a woman called Sieglinde maintains a city-wide alert in the air defense tower.

The other one is called Siegmund, who is responsible for destroying guerrilla forces outside the city.

The two of them had a fantastic record of scrapping dozens of Allied bombers in one fell swoop.

"I wonder if the cowards of the Allies would cry out in fear."

The Fuehrer was full of ambition, and he felt that God once again blessed him.

Soon, the Third Reich will stop its downward spiral and become even stronger.

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When power is too easy to obtain, it will make a person's ambition expand boundlessly.

Like Red Skull, who had mastered the Tesseract, the Führer was so excited that he subconsciously ignored the struggles of the Third Reich and even began to think about another attack on Stalingrad to take Moscow.

He always resented the defeat suffered by the Germans in front of the Soviets.

This time, the opportunity to prove their ability has come!

"General Sankt has arrived."

When the phone rang at the bedroom's bedside, Siegfried picked up the receiver and answered the phone for a few seconds before relaying the news.

"He is already downstairs, waiting to meet you, Führer."

"Let General Sankt come up. Although he made a mistake, he also made contributions to the Third Reich and shed blood. I can't mistreat the hero!"

With a wave of his hand, Siegfried opened the door. Before long, General Sankt, with a cold face, appeared at the door.

"You look very depressed, General Sankt. I've heard all about it. Don't worry about being punished. It's not your duty, the security failed, and you've worked very hard to fix those problems - even though it didn't work. "

The Führer put his hands behind his back and stepped on the dark patterned carpet with his bare feet.

If you ignore the ankle-length burgundy robe, he looked pretty imposing, like a victorious General.

"You are a hero; you brought my miracle weapon and saved the Third Reich - albeit a little late."

The Führer took off his glasses, like lifting a seal.

He glared at General Sankt, who had his back straight, slammed down the pencil in his hand, and shouted, "You owe me a reasonable explanation, General. "

"I have read your report and asked Siegfried. The Aryan Superman project has been completed for several months -"

"It's been longer than that, almost a year, my Führer. "

General Sankt interrupted the Fuhrer, who was about to go into a rant and said calmly: "I made the first Type I Aryan Superman 11 months ago. "

"And the first Type 2 will be put into use in the near future, followed by the production of the 'tank-class.' The three 'battleship-classes' are the ones that appeared further down the line. "

The Führer, who was interrupted, put on the glasses and took them off again.

After rereading the article, the seal was lifted again.

But the rant went on!

"So! This year, you never told me about this! I watched the Reich fall back, and Allied bombers torture my spirit!"

The Führer didn't understand what General Sankt did at all. He was so angry that he couldn't help but curse 'trash!'.

"I thought Red Skull would last a little longer. And at that time, the Aryan Superman wasn't ready, and they couldn't change the pattern of war. "

General Sankt remained calm and explained in a steady voice, "After World War I, many Germans thought tanks were just a novelty, and they didn't care. Some even laughed at Heinz Guderian and said, 'What war machine, it only carries flour!'. That's because they only saw a tank, not a group of tanks. "

"Only people like Guderian could see the actual value of tanks. It also made your empire, Führer. "

"I will give you an invincible super army and a huge victory that will revive the Germans -- but only if the Aryan Supermen could join the battlefield in droves. "

"If I told you the news in advance -- to tell you the truth, I'm afraid you would directly send them to die in vain, and that would just meaningless consumption. "

General Sankt's outspokenness added to the Führer's anger.

He will not tolerate accusations, especially in such a humiliating tone.

"That's enough, General Sankt. The 'Aryan Superman' project will no longer be in your charge. Please step down!"

Considering the outstanding contributions made by General Sankt over the years, the Fuhrer endured it and waved his hand to let the other side step down.

"My Führer, why don't you want to face up to your mistakes? "

General Sankt, with his hands behind his back and his body motionless, shook his head and said, "You're like a madman who lost his mind, letting Siegfried kill tens of thousands of Soviet prisoners. You didn't even think that this would only arouse the resistance from the Allies. No one would surrender in the future. "

"I'm the one who's disappointed in you. You were just an Austrian bumpkin who got into this seat because you were born in a country with Prussian rigidity and a bunch of idiots who were willing to listen to your nonsense. "

"You had the most powerful war machine in the world, but you buried it in your bottomless pit of arrogance ... Führer, I believe more strongly than you do in a great Third Reich! I also believe even more firmly that the Reich deserves a more gifted leader than you. "

General Sankt's remarks thoroughly angered the Fuhrer.

He picked up the pencil on the carpet and calmly said, "Oh, General. I didn't expect you to think of me this way, which is really - regrettable. "

"You won't be able to see the Third Reich in your imagination and the leaders who are more gifted than I am. "

"Siegfried, kill him!"

With a command from the Führer, Siegfried, who was silent as a statue, came forward and stood in front of General Sankt.

His eyes were blazing hot, and the terrifying energy was like wisps of blue light that pulsed incessantly.

"Yes."

Siegfried said so.

Then-

He turned around and looked at the Führer himself.

A dazzling light bursts out from both eyes.

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