"Commodore Cavill said that 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 patiently listened to the intermittent vague words, a smile on his cold face.
The tense body also relaxed.
It is a very risky move for one person to catch up with Red Skull and stop Valkyrie Project from Hydra.
At least, we should wait for Rogers.
"We won, Commodore 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, and members of Captain America Rogers and Howling Commandos hugged each other tightly!
Defeat Hydra in one fell swoop and prevent half the world from turning into ruins...
This means that this war is ended early, and Axis Powers has no room for resistance!
"Maybe we have to change our names in the future - Luke-Rear Admiral Cavill."
Colonel Phillips smiled happily.
Who would have thought that Strategic Scientific Reserve could discover two Super Soldier in Caspian Training Camp.
Moreover, one of them will become a great hero who changes the direction of the world and ends Axis Powers!
The wonder of fate is really difficult to fathom.
"Major General, hero, Superman..."
Carter whispered the titles belonging to Luke, and couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
What kind of person is he?
Forty 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 express congratulations.
Hydra has always been a serious problem for Allied Nations.
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 Red Skull, those amazingly powerful energy weapons, almost caused Allied Nations to lose the war.
Now Axis Powers has lost its only support, and Fuhrer who is far away from Berlin has lost its last strong arm, and there is no chance to breathe.
"Axis Powers's good days are over."
Colonel Phillips said this.
Luke nodded slightly and said with a smile, "It's a pity that Red Skull was not captured alive. The desperate lunatic finally chose to jump off the plane."
"However, fortunately, there is this Arnim-Dr. Zola. He is deeply involved in various experimental projects of Hydra and should be able to provide help to Strategic Scientific Reserve. 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.
"Luke, great job!"
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 the whereabouts of Bucky.
"You did a good job too, Captain America - I heard that you defeated several groups of Hydra soldiers! I thought before long, 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, Commodore Cavill..."
Carter also came over. She was standing at the back, but was pushed to the front by the Allied soldiers cheering for victory.
"What's the reward?"
Luke is carrying the box containing Tesseract, which is his trophy.
"When the war is over, we can go dance at 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.
Berlin, the bunker of the Prime Minister's Office.
Fuhrer, who was sitting in the lounge, sat blankly on the chair. As early as twenty minutes ago, he received the battle report that Axis Powers's army was defeated.
However, the worse news is not this.
Forty minutes ago, he also learned that Hydra led by Red Skull was defeated in one fell swoop by the allied Superman.
The energy weapons that could have helped Axis Powers turn the tide of the war have since been lost.
This means that Third Reich's life has come to an end.
"It shouldn't be like this..."
Fuhrer leaned back slumped on the 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 brilliance of Third Reich will shine on the entire continent!
Now it seems that this is destined to be an impossible dream.
"Allied Nations is about to hit Berlin, Eva..."
Fuhrer stood up and kissed his lover's forehead.
That warm and delicate body fell on the sofa, no longer alive.
After receiving the news of Hydra's defeat, Fuhrer 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 he committed suicide by taking poison.
Now, only Fuhrer himself is left.
No one can judge me!
He thought so.
Fuhrer 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 the man in power of Third Reich, the madman who instigated a world war, cannot calm down in the face of death.
"Schmidt that scumbag!"
Fuhrer put down the 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-Xiao, that shameful guy, took his Mutants and ran away without any resistance.
"Traitor! Scum!"
Fuhrer scolded her again.
He felt miserable when he thought that he was surrounded by a bunch of young men.
Rather than being treated as a loser, humiliated and tortured by others, it is better to kill yourself!
Fuhrer raised the pistol angrily and pointed it at his temple.
Just when he was about to pull the trigger, the door was suddenly knocked open.
"Fuhrer! Miracle weapon! Miracle... created!"
The soldier wearing the German army uniform and the wan flag armband said.
"Also! Allied Nations's army was defeated! Just now, Third Reich won a great victory!"
The sudden good news almost made Fuhrer'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 those Soviet Union people? How did we do this!"
Fuhrer asked with a frown.
Those guys who grew up in the ice and snow are almost approaching the city wall of Berlin. Can they make a comeback?
"We also have 'Superman'! 'Aryan Superman' belonging to Third Reich!"
The soldier seemed to be in some kind of fanatic mood. He said excitedly, "Someone succeeded! Saint General completed that plan and created the perfect 'Aryan Superman'! His name is Marcus-Jung!"
"He is like a tank - no, it should be said to be a bomber! No one can stop him, not even Soviet Union people!"
Fuhrer Hearing 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 Saint General come to see me as soon as possible! And... I want to see with my own eyes whether Third Reich's Aryan Superman matches the perfect image in my mind."
Confirming the news that Soviet Union people were defeated and returned, Fuhrer swept away the decadence and regained its glory.
"It's just... what a pity Eva."
Glancing at her dead lover, Fuhrer 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.
"Saint General... He is the hero of Third Reich."
Fuhrer was dancing and excited like a curly baboon who got a banana.
The "Aryan Superman" plan as the soldiers called it, also called "Lebensborn", was originally just a human race experiment.
It mainly allows the so-called Schutzstaffel elites 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 becomes to manufacture Super Soldier and help Third Reich conquer the world.
Hosted by one of Fuhrer's confidants, Saint General.
As the experiments continued to fail, Fuhrer had already lost confidence in Aryan Superman.
Unexpectedly, at the last moment when Third Reich faced collapse, that plan actually succeeded!
"Allied Superman..."
Fuhrer looked at the newspaper on the table fiercely. The most conspicuous headline section was a photo of Luke wearing a brigadier general's uniform, standing upright.
"Third Reich will definitely rule the world! Allied Nations should tremble!"
ps: Thank you [Oh, I mean] for the 1,000-point reward, and [Zaraki Ichiro's father] for the 100-point reward, show your heart~
ps2: The next part of the plot refers to the comic "Germany Superman". Although this one has not been translated into Chinese, the painting style is really awesome, bloody and violent, and the characters are somewhat similar to the strong style of the previous Hong Kong comic. I highly recommend it. Readers who are too lazy to find it can also go to station B to search for "Hard-working Lorre" to watch the commentary video~
ps3: Tomorrow Friday is another day to recommend, and I will sacrifice a copy of "Sand Sculpture Friends of the World" ~