How to play a Kryptonian was actually very simple. Under a Red Sun, they were no different from humans.
Now, although they were bathing in Yellow Sunlight, they had displayed no abilities beyond short-distance gliding and immense strength. As long as his teammates could fly and put on suitable bodysuits, they could perfectly pass as Kryptonians.
Yes, Damian and Wally could not fly at light speed, but The Force could drag them along.
Of course, since Kryptonians were a technological race, they would need to avoid devices such as Gene Scanners during the infiltration. That was common sense and hardly needed mentioning.
Kandor was only so large. After being trapped in the bottle for so many years, these people might all know one another and have ways to verify each other's identities.
So, to infiltrate, they needed to pose as another group of Kryptonian Survivors—the descendants of the Kryptonian Military Council who had been trapped in the Phantom Zone alongside the fleet when Krypton exploded.
Simply put, General Zod's subordinates and relatives.
That was the advantage of family politics. As long as someone was a family member, they could draw on the family's political capital. Su Ming did not even need to alter his equipment much. He merely changed the Black and Yellow Armor to black and red, while Strangle wriggled over his chest a few times to form a blood-red "Z."
"Adjutant, make everyone some costumes. Black and red, from General Zod's family." Su Ming gave the order, beginning the infiltration preparations. "The monkey doesn't need one. He's just a pet, anyway."
"What do you mean, I'm just a pet? Adjutant, make me a uniform too. This monkey has never worn a bodysuit before."
Bobo's role in the team was Deathstroke's secretary. Calling him a pet was fine enough;