Superman of the Marvel Universe

"What a powerful force! What a keen sense of combat!"

This thought came to Sieglinde's head.

She occasionally sparred with the other two "Battleships" and never suffered a loss in combat skills.

But when facing Luke, he was a little constrained.

Not only because the opponent is powerful, but more importantly, this Allied Superman seems to be able to predict his own attacks.

"Deathstroke's 'Physical Master' is quite useful."

Luke looked down at Sieglinde who was lying in the human-shaped pit. He didn't intend to say any nonsense. He raised his foot and stepped down hard.

As he said before, there is no gender distinction on the battlefield. Excessive pity for the enemy is tantamount to murdering yourself and your teammates.

Bang!

Step on it!

Sieglinde crossed her arms in front of her chest.

There was only a "click" sound, and the heavy force was like a steel war hammer, smashing two arms.

Severe pain shot straight to the brain.

Sieglinde's face was distorted, and strands of fiery energy filled her eyes.

She looked at Luke, who was looking down at her from a high position, and haloes of light around him kept jumping and ejecting.

Like triggering a chain reaction, terrifying energy poured out.

Boom boom boom!Boom boom boom!

boom boom-

It was as if a large amount of explosives were detonated, the air waves surged, the hurricane rolled, and the entire street was caught in a violent explosion.

Smoke billowed, bricks and rocks flew horizontally, and the concrete floor seemed to have been plowed by a bomber, full of cracked potholes of different sizes.

"As expected of a 'battleship class'!"

Luke was inevitably affected. Even though he was equipped with Deathstroke's "Physical Master" skill card and had excellent combat awareness to detect danger and anticipate the enemy's attacks, he was still unable to do anything in the face of a wide range of energy attacks.

He seemed to be in a violent vortex, the shock waves formed by the explosion hit repeatedly, tearing his body.

"It still hurts."

Luke, who swooped back and broke away, touched the gash on the right side of his cheek.

Super vision penetrated the diffuse smoke screen and looked at Sieglinde who was struggling to get up.

The arms of this "battleship-level" female soldier were weakly hanging down, and her German uniform became tattered, revealing a few traces of white skin.

She also stared at Luke, who was unharmed, with a solemn look in her eyes.

"I heard you were just a super soldier..."

Sieglinde coughed several times, and the blood stained her lips scarlet.

"But you are stronger than any Aryan superman I have ever seen! It's incredible!"

Luke accepted the compliment unceremoniously and said with a smile: "Isn't it a little late to realize this fact now?"

As a "battleship-level" Sieglinde is indeed very strong. In terms of strength, speed, and fighting will, she is infinitely close to her current self.

Unfortunately, in order to ensure victory in the battle, Luke exchanged Deathstroke's "Physical Master" skill card in advance.

The role of Superman's template, combined with Deathstroke's combat ability, is not as simple as one plus one is greater than two.

"No, it's not too late at all."

Sieglinde's voice was hoarse, and the energy attack released with all her strength made her fall into a state of exhaustion early.

If the Allied Superman in front of them cannot be eliminated as soon as possible, it will be difficult to have a chance to make a comeback.

"I originally looked down on the guys from Hydra. They would only hide in dark corners, always preparing shady tricks. But this time I have to admit that they have great foresight."

Sieglinde took a few steps back and looked up at the dark night sky.

In the distant sky, a group of German bombers roared in.

"If you bury me together, there will be no more obstacles on the way forward for the Third Reich!"

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"That's...a bomber group!"

Rogers, who was leading the Allied soldiers to gradually clear out the "tank-level" tanks of the Third Reich, suddenly raised his head.

He saw dozens of bombers swooping down in classic tight formation.

"It's a Stuka bomber! Howling death!"

An Allied soldier said in shock.

They are all enhanced human shield models and lack long-range attack methods.

Moreover, the "tank class" itself is difficult to pose a serious threat to highly maneuverable bombers.

Unless there is a "battleship class", they have a wide strike range and can carry out precise bursts of fire from the ground.

Like Sieglinde and Siegmund, their most famous achievements were the destruction of the Allied air force.

"Captain Rogers! It's up to you!"

Everyone looked at Captain America. He was the only "battleship-level" person present.

"Let me try."

Rogers took a deep breath. He had no experience dealing with bombers.

This is the first time!

His eyes were blazing with blazing light, and two ball-shaped lightning-like balls of energy were like the discharge of long-charged cannons.

The group of Stuka bombers whizzing past seemed to be expecting it, and they suddenly raised their altitude to avoid Rogers' ground-level air strikes.

The two energy light balls suddenly fell into the air. When they collided with each other, the strong airflow almost overturned a bomber.

"No, we must find a commanding height!"

Rogers is not as good as the "battleship class" of the Third Reich. It can release energy attacks at will, and it is difficult to threaten the bomber group.

He thought of the Eiffel Tower standing on the Champ de Mars, which is a landmark building in Paris. Standing on it would be the best way to masturbate!

Boom boom boom!

As the Stuka bombers swooped down, deafening explosions continued to sound.

Rogers asked the Allied soldiers to find bunkers while he ran towards the Eiffel Tower on the Champ de Mars.

"I wonder what's going on with Luke!"

Previously, there was an explosion in the neighborhood not far away, which should have been caused by the battle between Luke and the Third Reich's "Battleship Class" Sieglinde.

Rogers has never doubted his friend's strength.

But he didn't expect that the German army not only sent out Aryan supermen, but also dispatched a group of bombers, preparing to burn Paris to the ground.

I don't know what went wrong. The information from the Strategic Science Corps was wrong.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for the bombers of the Third Reich to appear here without being seen by the Allied forces.

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"Baron Strucker, you are really fully prepared."

Seeing the bombers hovering over Paris, the first generation Zemo boasted: "What the head of state failed to do, you have now done it."

The head of the Third Reich had the idea of ​​bombing Paris before he was stabbed in the back by the Holy General.

He once personally ordered General Dietrich von Choltitz stationed there not only to destroy the city, but also to fight to the last man and die for Germany.

Perhaps because he had stayed in Paris for a long time and was infected with the French temper, Choltitz, known as the "Iron-Blooded General", did not obey the Führer's instructions to destroy Paris and directly chose to surrender, thus avoiding this "romantic city" The fate of being burned to the ground!

"No matter how weak the enemy is, you must use all your strength. What's more, the Allied Superman is not weak. Even Sieglinde is no match for him!"

Baron Strucker said seriously.

"But this further confirms my judgment. Luke Cavill is by no means an ordinary super soldier. He may actually have alien blood flowing in his body."

Originally, Baron Strucker had doubted whether Luke might be a mutant.

However, considering the feud between the other party and Sebastian Shaw and his ruthless attitude towards mutants, this speculation was quickly rejected by Baron Strucker.

This is World War II, and people with super powers are a rare species. The Allies may only regard Luke as an enhanced version of the super soldier.

But knowing that there are inhumans and mutants in this world, it's hard for Baron Strucker not to think of other places.

He thought there must be something special about Luke.

The bloodline inherited from the alien god can possess many incredible abilities after being activated by the Terrigen Crystal.

Luke's strength, speed, recovery ability, etc. are not at the level that normal humans can achieve.

The two clues are connected together, and the final answer is about to come out!

"The 'Far Star Project' that Hydra has insisted on for so long will finally be completed in my hands?"

Baron Strucker, who thought he had the truth, couldn't help but feel a little excited.

He seemed to have seen the future scene where the alien god was welcomed back and granted him eternal life.

When the time comes, let alone the armies of the Allied Powers, even if the entire world unites, they will not be able to withstand the pace of aliens ruling this planet!

"what is that?"

The surprised voice of Generation Zemo interrupted Baron Strucker's beautiful fantasy.

"Zemo, you have to be steady, everything is under our control..."

He said angrily, picked up the telescope and looked in the direction pointed by the other party.

I saw a green light passing through the night sky, and a vague figure sat on it, soaring under the sky.

"That's...a horse?"

Baron Strucker was stunned. The allied superman actually summoned a Pegasus with emerald green body and wings on its back?

Moreover, flying into the air?

Is this also an ability possessed by alien blood?

This leader of Hydra suddenly raised many questions.