Superman of the Marvel Universe

"Commodore Cavill said the Red Skull has been defeated and the plane is returning."

In the control tower of Hydra headquarters, the sound of "rustling" electricity came from the microphone.

Carter listened patiently to the intermittent and vague words, with a smile on his cold face.

The tense body also relaxed.

It is a very risky move for one person to catch up with the Red Skull and stop Hydra's Valkyrie plan.

At least, it's time to wait for Rogers.

"We won, Brigadier Cavill saved half the world!"

Carter turned sideways and told the anxiously waiting Colonel Phillips the news of victory.

A burst of warm cheers broke out in the control tower, Captain America Rogers, and the members of the Howling Commandos, hugging each other tightly!

Defeat Hydra in one fell swoop and prevent half the world from being reduced to rubble...

This means that the war is ended early and the Axis powers have no room for resistance!

"Maybe we have to change our name in the future - Major General Luke Cavill."

Colonel Phillips smiled happily.

Who would have thought that the Strategic Science Corps could discover two super soldiers in the Caspian training camp.

Moreover, one of them will become a great hero who changes the direction of the world and ends the Axis Powers!

The wonder of fate is really difficult to fathom.

"Major General, Hero, Superman..."

Carter whispered the titles that belonged to Luke, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

What kind of person is he?

Ten minutes later, the huge new aircraft landed slowly and taxied on the empty tarmac.

"Congratulations, Brigadier! This is another miraculous victory!"

Colonel Phillips came first to offer his congratulations.

Hydra has always been a serious concern for the Allies.

Their spies are all-pervasive, infiltrating high-level officials.

Agents carry out assassinations and have repeatedly threatened the lives of important military personnel.

Especially the secret weapons possessed by the Red Skull, those incredibly powerful energy weapons, almost caused the Allies to lose the war.

Now that the Axis powers have lost their only support, the head of state in Berlin has lost his last powerful arm, and there is no chance to breathe.

"Hitler's best days are over."

Colonel Phillips said.

Luke nodded slightly and smiled: "It's a pity that the Red Skull was not captured alive. The desperate lunatic finally chose to jump off the plane."

"However, fortunately, there is Dr. Arnim Zola. He is deeply involved in various experimental projects of Hydra and should be able to provide help to the Strategic Science Corps. Right, Dr. Zola?"

Zola, who was silent, nodded repeatedly, showing a penitent expression.

The chief scientist of Hydra has repeatedly expressed to Luke his determination to abandon darkness and turn to light and change his mind.

This positive attitude makes the latter very satisfied.

After all, wherever talent is placed, it is a scarce resource.

Imprisonment or the death penalty is too wasteful.

Being able to stay and play a role is a better choice.

"Great job Luke!"

Rogers rushed over with a shield in hand, an excited expression on his face.

He had long been looking forward to the end of the war, so that he could find time to find Bucky's whereabouts.

"You did a good job, Captain America - I heard that you defeated several groups of Hydra soldiers! I'm thinking that soon, maybe I should call you Colonel Rogers? The honor of being decorated by the President is waiting for you!"

Luke smiled back at the acquaintances who came over.

Compared to everyone's excitement, he acted very calmly.

"Congratulations, Brigadier Cavill..."

Carter also came over. She was standing at the back, but was pushed to the front by the Allied soldiers cheering for victory.

"Is there any reward for that?"

Luke is carrying the box containing the Cosmic Cube, his trophy.

"When the war is over we can go dance at the Army Club."

Feeling the aggressive gaze, Carter's cheeks turned slightly red.

She remembered her crazy behavior that night after the dance.

What a shame.

The female agent thought so.

"Maybe that's a good offer."

Luke nodded in agreement.

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Berlin, chancellery bunker.

The mustachioed head of state sitting in the lounge sat blankly in his chair. As early as 10 minutes ago, he received the battle report that the Axis forces were defeated.

However, the worse news is not this.

Ten minutes ago, the head of state learned that the Hydra led by the Red Skull was defeated in one fell swoop by the allied Superman.

The energy weapons that could have helped the Axis powers reverse the war situation have since been lost in supply.

This meant that the life of the Third Reich had come to an end.

"It shouldn't be like this..."

The mustachioed Führer leaned back slumped in his chair and muttered to himself.

He once imagined that he would stand at the highest point in the world and say "stand at attention" to all mankind around the world!

The glory of the Third Reich will shine on the entire continent!

Now it seems that this is destined to be an impossible dream.

"The Soviets are about to invade Berlin, Eva..."

The mustachioed Führer stood up and kissed his lover on the forehead.

That warm and delicate body fell on the sofa, no longer alive.

After receiving the news of Hydra's defeat, the Führer knew that the situation was over.

So, he decided to take his beloved lover with him and go to hell together!

Eva was afraid of pain, so she had committed suicide by taking poison.

Now, only the Führer himself remains.

No one can judge me!

He thought so.

The Führer opened the drawer and took out a Walther P38 pistol.

Then, open your mouth and press the roof of your mouth.

The finger holding the trigger was trembling and could not be pulled down.

Even those in power who provoked a world war and massacred 600 million Jews could not calm down in the face of death.

"That scumbag Schmidt!"

The Führer put down his pistol and cursed angrily.

The dream of European hegemony is shattered, what else can be done next?

Do we have to rely on Sebastian Xiao's gang of monsters?

However, Auschwitz concentration camp had long been breached by the Allies.

Sebastian Shaw, that shameful guy, escaped with his mutants without any resistance.

"Traitor! Scum!"

The Führer scolded his mother again.

He felt miserable when he thought that he was surrounded by a bunch of young men.

Rather than being treated as a loser, tortured by the executioner, and humiliated by others, it is better to kill yourself!

The Führer raised his pistol angrily and pointed it at his temple.

Just when he was about to pull the trigger, the door was suddenly knocked open.

"Führer! Miracle weapon! Miracle... created!"

The soldier wearing a German uniform and a *** armband said.

"Also! The Soviets were defeated! Just now, the Third Reich won a great victory!"

The sudden good news almost made the head of state's eyes pop out.

The Valta pistol pointed at his temple was quickly thrown away by him.

Those dimmed eyes rekindled the flame of ambition.

"Say it again! We defeated the Soviets? How did we do it!"

The Führer asked with a frown.

Those guys who grew up in the ice and snow are almost approaching the city walls of Berlin. Can they make a comeback?

"We also have 'Superman'! An 'Aryan Superman' belonging to the Third Reich!"

The soldier seemed to be in some kind of fanatic mood. He said excitedly: "Someone succeeded! The Holy General completed the plan and created the perfect 'Aryan Superman'! His name is Marcus Jung!"

"He's like a tank - no, a bomber! No one can stop him, not even the Soviets!"

When the head of state heard this, he couldn't help but stand up and put his hands on the table.

Although he was short, he exuded an aura of authority.

"Very good! Let the Holy General come to see me as soon as possible! And... I want to see with my own eyes whether the Aryan Superman of the Third Reich fits the perfect image in my mind."

Confirming the news that the Soviets had returned in defeat, the head of state swept away his decadence and regained his glory.

"It's just...a pity Eva."

Glancing at his already dead lover, the Führer felt sad and squeezed out a few symbolic tears.

For careerists, power is a drink that makes you drunk, and beauty is just the cherry on top of the cake.

Without the former, life is meaningless.

If there is only the latter, the same is true.

"General Holy...he is a hero of the Third Reich."

The Führer danced, as excited as a curly baboon after getting a banana.

The "Aryan Superman" project, also known as the "Source of Life" as the soldiers called it, was originally just a human race experiment.

It mainly allows the so-called SS elite to have relationships with young women with blond hair and blue eyes, so as to achieve the purpose of creating an "excellent race".

Later, with the official establishment of Hydra.

That plan changed.

The goal became to create super soldiers to help the Third Reich conquer the world.

It was presided over by one of the Führer's confidants, the Holy General.

As the experiments continued to fail, the Führer had already lost confidence in the Aryan superman.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment when the Third Reich was facing collapse, that plan actually succeeded!

"Superman of the Allied Forces..."

The head of state looked hard at the newspaper on the table. The most prominent headline was a photo of Luke standing tall in a brigadier general's uniform.

"The Third Reich will surely rule the world! It's time for the Allies to tremble!"