"Although Emotional Spectrum is a thing that only exists on the studio next door, the thoughts and emotions of living beings can somewhat inspire the power of will of Green Lantern!"
Luke, who swallowed "Green Lantern Disc", controlled the meager power of will, and the emerald green light spurted out, like an invisible paintbrush, outlining a Pegasus with wings on its back.
Sieglinde, who was preparing for the bombing, looked shocked, and his brain briefly fell into a state of shutdown.
What is this operation?
Where did that illusory Pegasus, which looked like a shadow and glowed with emerald green light, come from?
"We'll fight later! I'll deal with some trouble first!"
Luke Just like in Norse Mythology, Odin, the main god who controlled Sleipnir, instantly rose into the sky and flew towards the group of bombers passing over Paris.
The so-called "Green Lantern Disc" is actually a one-time replacement of Lantern Ring. It does not require charging of Power Battery and is mainly for emergency purposes.
Its use time is very short, and it will be automatically scrapped when the energy consumption is clean. It is a unique prop of Green Lantern Corps.
"There is something wrong with Strategic Scientific Reserve's intelligence. We don't even know the news about Third Reich launching a bombing. Could it be that Hydra's guys are causing trouble again?"
Luke, riding a Pegasus, drew a line of light with a forgiving color, chasing a Stuka Bombers under the night sky.
The green light inspired by the power of will enveloped his body and escaped the gravity of the earth.
"Oh my God! Sir, why didn't you tell me before you set off that you were going to fight this kind of monster?"
The pilot driving Stuka Bombers quickly asked the machine gunner to operate the 7.92mm MG-17 machine gun.
Ta-ta-ta! Ta-ta-ta!
Long tongues of fire spit out and hit Luke's body.
With Kryptonian Battle Suit absorbing most of the kinetic energy, this bit of damage is like scratching an itch for him.
boom!
Punch out!
The straight wings of the all-metal structure were interrupted.
The bomber was like a bird with broken wings, screaming and falling towards the ground.
"Next one!"
Luke expertly stopped and turned around, like a hunter preying on prey, flying towards the group of pitiful, weak and helpless bombers.
boom! Boom boom! Boom boom boom!
Groups of dazzling firelights bloomed like fireworks in the night sky.
The proud Baron Strucker saw this scene through the telescope, his face was livid, and he was so angry that he could not speak.
He didn't know how much talk he had to spend before Saint General allowed Hydra to mobilize a Stuka Bombers group. In the end, all of them would be scrapped in less than a few minutes.
"Siegfried, Siegmund haven't arrived yet?"
Baron Strucker turned around and asked in a gloomy tone.
"In order to hide from the Allied forces, they just left the front line yesterday and headed towards Paris. Counting the time, they should be entering the city."
First Baron Zemo lowered his head and replied.
He wisely did not ask why Luke could transform into a Pegasus, nor did he mention the fact that Allied Superman punched a bomber and knocked over the entire fleet.
"Let's retreat first!"
Baron Strucker thought for a long time and made a decision.
It was quite a sense of accomplishment to hide in an unknown corner and watch the opponent fall into the terrible trap carefully designed by him. In the end, he was unable to break free even with all his strength and could only wait for death in despair.
But now, Baron Strucker has lost this mood and the original sense of security.
He was afraid that in the next second, Luke would tear off the roof and appear in this house, using his bare hands to blow up the bomber with his bare hands, the righteous Iron Fist, giving himself an unforgettable lesson.
Strong fear is like a seed. Once it takes root and germinates, it is difficult to remove.
"Whether Saint General's three 'Battleship-class' can successfully defeat Luke-Cahill, it has nothing to do with us anyway."
Baron Strucker saw First Baron Zemo's confused look and deliberately explained, "There is a saying in the East that smart people will not stand under a wall that is about to collapse. They know how to stay away from danger. Now, Paris is very dangerous and is no longer a place to watch the fun."
"Saint General has given my warriors the human body modification of 'Wardun's Blood'. Third Reich and him have lost their use value."
"To be on the safe side, we'd better leave first."
First Baron Zemo was a little dazed when he heard it. Didn't he say that he wanted to capture Luke-Cahill, sacrifice it to Inhuman God, and complete "Far Star Project"?
This hasn't even started yet!
"Huh?"
A ball of green light enveloped his body, like a human-shaped torch. Luke raised his ears and heard the sound of an airplane engine starting a few blocks away.
He originally wanted to fly over and have a look, but unfortunately, just like Ultraman who was about to run out of energy, the forgiving light flashed and flashed, which was a sign that "Green Lantern Disc" was about to be scrapped.
"We can only land first."
Luke used Super Vision to sweep across the city. His sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a shiny bald head and a sneaky figure wearing a mask.
"Hydra, they are really causing trouble."
He recognized one of them, it was Baron Strucker who took away Bucky at Klausburg.
Silently write this guy down in a notebook, and wait until Third Reich is settled before looking for trouble with him.
Locking the position of Sieglinde, Luke controlled the remaining energy and landed on the ground.
"Madam, if you are willing to abandon the dark side and join the bright side, join Allied Nations, and contribute to the fight against the dictatorship of Third Reich, I believe that the top leaders of the Allied Forces will understand your difficulties and accept your surrender."
Luke As soon as he stood firm, the forgiving green light that shrouded his body disappeared.
He looked at Sieglinde. The other party was indeed "Battleship-class", and his recovery ability was extremely amazing.
He had only been away for a few minutes, but the two broken arms had already begun to heal.
"Brigadier general, your strength has won my respect. If you can fall into the arms of Third Reich, Saint General will definitely give you a generous reward."
Sieglinde said sincerely.
"I am already Allied Nations's youngest brigadier general, and I may be promoted to major general after the war. Maybe in a few years, I will be able to sit in Department of Defense's position as commander, and then take over White House... Tell me, Saint General what leverage can he give? Third Reich can't even protect himself!"
Luke was unmoved, and Berlin could only issue blank checks one after another.
Beyond that, nothing can be given to him.
"What a pity, Brigadier. It would be great if you were German. A strong and powerful man like you, combined with me, will definitely give birth to perfect genes beyond 'Battleship-class'."
Sieglinde spoke bluntly, looking straight at Luke with those blue eyes.
After the fierce battle just now, the German army uniform could only cover his vitals, leaving a large area of skin exposed to the air.
Pooh!
A bad woman who lusts after my body.
Luke looked straight ahead and looked upright.
"Hey, Klaue dia, I'm obviously much taller than this guy, are you sure you don't want to consider me?"
A black-haired German soldier walked out of a house that had been reduced to rubble by the bombing.
He was two meters tall, like a humanoid statue cast from steel, and his every move was full of power.
There is also a bloody head in his right hand, which is an Allied soldier with "Tank-class".
"Shut up! I told you to call me Sieglinde, you bastard!"
Sieglinde said angrily.
"Siegmund, don't underestimate this brigadier general. He is more qualified to be called 'Superman' than those inferior products. Fighting alone, any one of us may not be his opponent!"
Two Aryan Supermans, one behind the other, blocked Luke's path, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
"Well, this guy is pretty good at jerking off. He destroyed a group of bombers with his bare hands. But Saint General said that I am the 'Battleship-class' with the greatest potential, the real Aryan Superman!"
Another figure.
Blonde, blue-eyed, with strong features, wearing the same German army uniform as Sieglinde.
This person looked at Luke with a hint of excitement, as if he couldn't wait to start the battle between "Superman".
"Siegfried, you arrogant and idiot! This is not your solo show!"
Sieglinde covered her face. She knew exactly what would happen if she despised Luke.
This young brigadier general of the Allied Army will never give the enemy a chance to breathe as long as he has a slight upper hand.
"I said, everyone - are you done talking?"
Luke stretched his muscles, and the effect of Deathstroke's "Martial Arts Master" skill card was still there, and he quickly entered combat mode.
His sharp eyes swept over the three "Battleship-class", and finally landed on Siegmund who was holding the head of the Allied soldier.
"Now that the players are in place, the game begins!"
The slightly cold voice fell to the ground, Luke stepped on the ground, and the power in his body surged like a tide.
The tall and straight figure turned into an afterimage, wrapped in the turbulent airflow, like a sports car that accelerated in an instant, approaching Siegmund in an instant.
ps: Thank you [Yunhunye Danke] for the 100-point reward, show your appreciation~
ps2: The editor said that the recent response to the plot has not been good, I feel depressed, and I have become autistic~
ps3: Maybe the plot of the movie is more attractive to more readers. I obviously work very hard to come up with the plot every day. Grievance. jpg
ps4: If you are in a bad mood, I will give you a copy of "Repaying the Motherland from American Comics". As long as you read it fast enough, 404 will not be able to catch up with you~