Bletchley Manor, the temporary headquarters of Strategic Scientific Reserve.
Carter, who was wearing civilian military uniform, held two telegrams in his hands and stepped on the stairs with his flat shoes, making a "tap-tat" sound.
As soon as I opened the door, I heard Luke say lazily, "Let me guess, the Allies want me to lead an attack to Paris to stop Sieglinde's advance?"
"I remember two days ago, Prime Minister said calmly that Allied Nations can withstand it for the time being, so let's not put too much pressure on it."
The leader of Strategic Scientific Reserve sat by the window, his long legs hanging on the edge of the window sill, and his chair swayed backwards to maintain balance.
The afternoon sun shone in and fell on him.
The whole figure seems to be soaked in a warm pool, making people feel drowsy.
"You can hear me talking downstairs?"
Carter put away one of the telegrams because the content was completely guessed by Luke.
Allied Nations finally couldn't hold on anymore and decided to send his own Superman to give those German guys a good look!
No one expected that Third Reich would take the initiative to attack, not long after the truce.
Saint General's speed in rectifying the chaos and stabilizing the situation was somewhat beyond the expectations of the Allied top brass.
"Where's another one?"
The female agent put her hands behind her back, as if to prevent Luke from peeking.
"Praise from the President. After all, the only recent Allied victory was when I eliminated the 'Tank-class' soldiers on Berlin's side. If I hadn't still stayed at London, the President would have been impatient to hand over the rank of major general to me."
Luke said with his eyes closed.
Allied Nations urgently needs a victory to inspire people, and he also needs a strong warrior to stop Third Reich's advancement.
As for the suitable candidate, there is no doubt that it is a young brigadier general who is basking in the sun.
Therefore, White House felt that it was necessary to win over them seriously to avoid being taken advantage of by the British.
"You guessed it right!"
Carter reacted in surprise.
The second telegram was from White House.
"I have many strengths that you don't know about, Peggy."
Luke finished today's sunbathing leisure activities, stood up, and said, "It's time to go and see Steve. I hope he adapts to the modified body and can go to the battlefield with me."
After these days of active training, the "Tank-class" soldiers have reached combat standards.
The Rogers of "Battleship-class" is still under testing, and it is not yet certain whether it can participate in the battle.
"Ms. Stephanie said it, Rogers adapted quickly."
Carter blinked, paused and asked, "I just chatted with Colonel Phillips for a while, and he was a little worried about you."
"The Allies now have a new Superman. Your status may decline and you will no longer be as valued as before."
Luke's eyes flickered, showing no obvious emotion.
Don't look at Britain's Prime Minister, White House's president has a very good attitude towards himself.
This is just a special situation during the war. When the curtain falls and the smoke clears, War Hero's name will be worthless.
However, Luke was already prepared.
The military bosses he met through Colonel Phillips will not have low achievements in the future.
Coupled with the sufficient ability he has shown, it should not be a big problem to get rid of the empty-name brigadier general and get an official position with real power.
Luke has thought about it, and after the war is over, Strategic Scientific Reserve will be reorganized and brought under his control.
This is the predecessor of S.H.I.E.L.D., and the future development space is unlimited.
As for the "Superman" that was created by those drug addicts?
Luke has never taken it to heart. The low success rate of one in 5,000, coupled with the cost of cultivation and the side effects of shortening the life cycle, make it difficult for them to enter the world stage.
What the military cares about is always weapons that can be mass-produced.
And "Wardun's Blood" is just like the steel armor of Tony-Stark. It is tempting to look at, but it is completely unrealistic to promote it.
"No one can threaten my position, Peggy."
Luke smiled confidently.
He will let Allied Nations see clearly that there is still a huge gap between Superman and Superman that is difficult to make up.
"Okay. This is really your style, Luke."
Carter shrugged, and in the words of a saying circulated within Strategic Scientific Reserve, "You can always trust Commodore Cavill."
In the eyes of many people, Luke is simply a legend who continues to create miracles and surprise people.
No matter how unbelievable things are, when they come out of his mouth, they always make people feel that they are normal.
So much so that the members of Strategic Scientific Reserve have become accustomed to Luke's usual mantra, "Basic operations, don't be surprised", and regard it as a classic line and often quote it.
Nowadays, whenever something slightly unexpected happens, everyone can calmly say that it is just a basic act.
London Outskirts, army camp.
boom!
A huge bang!
The blazing white energy forms rings of light and is released like ball lightning!
A Churchill Infantry Tank seemed to have been hit by several landmines. Its solid and thick steel body was suddenly overturned to the ground.
Fire shot into the sky, followed by a violent explosion.
When the strong air waves dissipated, only a pile of burning wreckage remained.
"Is this the strength of Super Soldier after it has been strengthened again?"
Luke, who was standing not far away, had a smile on his lips. He saw Captain America throw out the shield with force, tearing the air into a sharp roar.
The shell fired by another tank was directly shot away.
Then, Rogers ran wildly and jumped to catch the falling Vibranium shield.
Use both hands to forcefully break the barrel of the tank!
"Yes, this is the 'Battleship-class' soldier."
Stephanie, with his hands folded on his chest, looked at Captain America with satisfied eyes, and said softly, "I focused on strengthening Captain Rogers's physical fitness and weakened the energy attack. This can improve his survival rate on the battlefield. Even if he is hit by a naval gun from the front, he still has a chance to survive."
"Those 'Tank-class' soldiers are like this too?"
The corners of Luke's mouth twitched, which was exactly the rhythm of training Captain America as a human shield.
To receive the most severe beatings and the thickest armor - it sounds quite suitable Rogers.
After all, he had been beaten so many times since he was a child and was fine, and he survived tenaciously.
"Yes, I made them literal tanks."
Stephanie pushed up his glasses. There were not as many Superman on the Allied side as there were Berlin.
So we can only take the defensive route and try to hold on for a while.
"Nice idea."
Luke nodded and walked towards Rogers who overturned two tanks in a row.
"How does it feel to be Superman?"
he asked with a smile.
"I've never felt better!"
Rogers said excitedly.
He felt a steady stream of power within his body, like a flood that had burst a dam and surged wantonly.
"Yeah, your pectoralis major muscles are indeed stronger than before."
Luke couldn't help but glance at it, but it wasn't that he had some indescribable thoughts about Captain America.
It's really those two pectoralis major muscles that are too exaggerated and eye-catching.
"That's all you noticed?"
Rogers is a little disappointed.
He just overturned two tanks!
"Otherwise? I've done this a long time ago, punching tanks and kicking trucks. This is nothing new."
Luke said seriously.
He patted Captain America on the shoulder, saying that little brother, you still have a long way to go.
The current enemy is just Third Reich's super soldier.
The crisis to be dealt with in the future may be the alien race, Dimensional Demon God, the overlord of the universe.
Those are not troubles that can be solved with just one Vibranium shield!
"Steve, get ready for battle."
Luke looked at the flaming tank wreckage and said softly, "We are going to Paris."
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