"Are you the Superman from the Allied Forces?"
The German army soldier who had been transformed by Saint General looked sideways at the tall man walking out of the bunker with a somewhat contemptuous tone.
He thought that the legendary hero who was vigorously promoted by Allied Nations and conquered Italy and captured Rome by himself should at least be a strong man like Hercules.
——Two meters tall, with bulging muscles, he looks like a descendant of a Titan. He looks particularly intimidating at first glance.
But the Allied Superman who appeared in front of him was at most taller and stronger than ordinary people, without any exaggeration.
In terms of body shape, Luke, who is 6.2 feet tall (191cm), is nothing compared to the burly German army soldiers who are like little giants.
The muscles are even worse - Allied Superman's strong and powerful body still looks a bit "thin" when faced with a big man who looks like he's taken steroids.
Judging from the appearance alone, this fierce German army soldier has a strong build, like an unparalleled warrior with an eight-foot height and an eight-foot waist in ancient times.
The rock-hard muscles almost burst the military uniform.
Quite a bit of the tough temperament of a devilish muscular man!
"You look like a Boy Scout."
German army The soldier glanced at the young brigadier general and mocked. "If a guy like you is thrown into a British military camp, he will be very popular and be developed well..."
The humiliating sarcasm did not make Luke angry. He turned his head to look at Stephanie and asked, "You said he is 'Tank-class', does that mean there is a more powerful Aryan Superman?"
"Yes. The three who defeated Soviet Union's army are the Aryan Superman of 'Battleship-class'. They are even more terrifying!"
Stephanie nodded and replied.
There was a hint of worry in her eyes.
Muscle is strength, physique is everything!
This is a fact recognized by many people!
Therefore, even if Luke shows a powerful aura that is not inferior to German army Superman.
But Stephanie still had doubts. She had seen with her own eyes in Berlin how strong those "Battleship-class" Superman were.
Tanks, bombers, thousands of soldiers...
They are no match!
As Allied Superman, Luke, I don't know if it's possible.
With this in mind, Stephanie held on to the Springfield rifle, ready to support the young brigadier if the situation went wrong.
"Let me introduce myself, my name is Julian. If I unscrew your head and bring it back to Berlin, Fuhrer will definitely reward me vigorously, and maybe I will be awarded a medal like Siegfried."
The German army soldier, as tall as a giant, chuckled.
Luke didn't answer the call, so there was no need to waste time with the soldiers.
Generally speaking, lines are reserved for important characters.
He stepped heavily, and Stephanie, who was hiding behind the bunker, felt the ground shake violently.
The cracks in the spider web extended to all sides, and the tall and straight figure tore through the air, creating a strong airflow.
In almost a breath, he was approaching German army Superman.
Make a fist with your right hand and hit it with all your strength without any fancy!
At this time, Luke, compared to before, both strength and speed have been greatly improved.
This feeling of making progress every day and every night, getting stronger every moment, once made him addicted.
The pleasure it brings is even greater than the bed exercises that humans are passionate about.
"So fast..."
The developed visual nerve allowed Julian to barely capture the movement trajectory of Luke.
Feeling the heavy power coming towards him, he immediately put away his contempt.
The Allied Forces' Super Soldier doesn't look bad either!
Julian shouted loudly, the strength in his body surged wildly, and his muscles twisted into a ball.
Cross your arms in front of your chest.
"Let me see your power first."
Julian Such thoughts flashed through his mind.
If he had seen with his own eyes the Mutants "Steel Shell" who was punched to death by Luke one after another, he would definitely not choose to do this.
In a battle where the strength is not much different, giving up the initiative first is no different from committing suicide.
What's more, Luke's real combat power is far superior to Julian - it's just that he doesn't know it!
Boom!
The fist hit Julian's arms, and nearly ten tons of terrifying power was poured into one point.
Almost before German army Superman could react, his two arms snapped directly from the elbows!
The force can twist the tank barrel, and the muscle fiber of the thick arm is like tightening a steel wire. It is like being thrown into a blender, and it is instantly shaken into rotten meat!
Severe pain went straight to Julian's brain. Before he could scream, Luke's eyes narrowed, his left hand reached out, pressed German army Superman's thick shoulder, and pressed down.
Julian, who was as burly as a little giant, was like a defenseless child. He couldn't bear the overwhelming force, his legs softened, and with a "thud", his knees hit the ground hard.
"I heard that Fuhrer of Berlin regards Aryans as the most perfect race, and a super soldier like you is what Third Reich considers 'Aryan Superman'."
Luke lowered his head and looked down with cold eyes, "But now it seems that it is nothing more than that."
"Great Fuhrer..."
Julian's face was distorted, and his arms were exposed with white bone stubble. His flesh and blood were struggling hard to recover from his injuries.
He looked at Luke, his eyes turned blazing white.
"Long live Third Reich!"
The fanatical roar fell, and an astonishing wave of energy formed into a powerful dazzling ball of light, which directly swallowed Luke.
Like a huge ball of lightning, it burned the air with a "sizzling" sound, and a burnt smell spread out.
Violent explosions continued to sound.
The rising thick smoke obscured the battlefield, making it difficult to see the specific situation.
"It's over!"
Stephanie held the Springfield rifle with a solemn expression.
She didn't think Luke could survive. You must know that Aryan Superman's most powerful attack method is to release energy light groups.
Even solid and thick tanks can be detonated, let alone the fragile human flesh and blood.
"He is careless and should be on guard against Julian's move!"
Stephanie thought in annoyance.
Julian moved so fast that she didn't have time to remind Luke to stay vigilant.
"Allied forces... rescue failed."
Stephanie stared at the tall figure walking out of the billowing smoke, preparing for the final struggle.
She couldn't run far anyway, so instead of running away in a hurry and being caught up and killed by the enemy, she might as well fight to the death!
"Stephanie, you look nervous."
Immediately afterwards, a deep voice sounded, making Stephanie, whose whole body was tense, relax.
She couldn't believe it, and asked subconsciously, "Why... you're not dead!"
When the thick smoke caused by the explosion dissipated, the figure that appeared turned out to be Luke!
He didn't know when he put on a suit that looked like steel armor. Except for the right palm that was firmly pressed on Julian's face, there were black marks like burnt marks on the surface of his skin, and his whole body was almost unscathed.
"Of course I'm still alive, Stephanie."
Luke grinned.
He raised his hand to pick up Julian who had fallen to the ground due to exhaustion. After releasing the energy light group, this German army Superman degenerated into an ordinary person like a machine that had run out of power.
"At this level, is he worthy of being called Superman?"
Luke curled his lips. The energy light group released by the other party contained destructive power, which was indeed difficult for ordinary people to resist.
Even I was slightly injured.
According to his estimation, an energy light group is almost equivalent to the explosive force produced by an anti-tank missile.
However, with Superman Template's self-healing ability, the burnt wound on his right palm recovered as before in less than a minute.
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