American Comics: Superman
Chapter 81

Trask, Father of the Sentries

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"Return to the Pentagon."

Walking out of Army Club, Luke got into the black limousine parked at the door.

He couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth when he thought of what he said to deceive Rogers just now.

How can S.H.I.E.L.D. not have Captain America!

Hurry up and form a Avengers cheerleading team before Nick-Fury.

Then cheering yourself up and cheering seems to be a very interesting thing.

If the two armies faced each other in the future, Chitauri Fleet would be lined up.

Seeing Thanos's Thanos's side, there were so many people there that the scene was huge.

When I got here, I was alone.

Isn't it very unattractive!

Therefore, recruiting troops and buying horses is imperative.

In addition to Captain America who is considering retiring, Luke is also planning to bring in Howard to increase his number.

Together with Carter, who is a management talent, a general framework can be formed.

Otherwise, S.H.I.E.L.D., which was just founded, only has two or three big cats and kittens, which would be too miserable.

"General, we're here."

Hearing the driver's reminder, Luke opened his eyes as he outlined a blueprint for the future.

Through the lowered car window, he saw a huge building complex.

The black car drove straight in, passed through several layers of access control outside, and came inside.

The Pentagon was established because War Department was involved in the conflict after the World War II outbreak. The staff expanded rapidly and they were in urgent need of a centralized office space.

At that time, War Department were scattered in various places, such as the National Mall, Maryland, Foggy Virginia and other places.

When there is a traffic jam or the railway is out of service, there are not enough people to hold a meeting.

After intense discussions at the hearing, in which Henry Stimson, the president of the War Department, almost said, "If you don't pay me, I will die outside," Congress reluctantly agreed to this reasonable request and approved a piece of land near the Potomac River.

Otherwise, those Budget Committee congressmen may not be able to relent and nod.

For them, it doesn't matter if they are pointed in the nose and scolded by eighteen generations of their ancestors, but when it comes to money, don't blame everyone for turning their backs on each other.

Luke couldn't help but feel a little headache when he thought that S.H.I.E.L.D.'s funding had not yet been applied for.

He didn't want to imitate the rogue attitude of Mr. War Department who wanted money rather than his life. It would be embarrassing to tell him.

"It seems we still have to seize the opportunity to make money."

Luke Shi Shiran stepped out of the car. His unusually young and unfamiliar face, as well as the epaulettes with two silver stars on his straight military uniform, immediately attracted the attention of many people.

This peculiar building with a pentagonal appearance was officially authorized and approved by Congress in 1941.

It was completed and put into use only the year before last, with a total investment of US$87 million.

Most of the staff who can enter the interior are War Department's mid- to senior-level officers and Department of Defense agencies.

Many of them recognized the identity of Luke, tried hard to resist the urge to step forward and ask for an autograph, and turned around to whisper.

It can be seen that even the officers of the Pentagon have little resistance to the celebrity halo.

Luke kept his eyes straight, maintaining the aura of a big boss and moving forward.

The first floor lobby of the Pentagon houses a bank, post office, bookstore, clinic, telegraph office and various shops.

The second floor is called the "Golden Hall" because of the golden carpet in the office building, which is dedicated to various joint meetings.

The office of Luke is located on the third floor.

That is the office space of Mr. Department of Defense and Mr. War Department. There is also a "Hall of Heroes" in the corner of the corridor to commemorate the "highest Medal of Honor" winners since the War of Independence.

There are more than 3,000 bronze medals hanging inside, with their names, place of origin and resumes engraved on them. They are all outstanding soldiers who made heroic sacrifices in the war.

Luke's own photo is hung in the "Memorial Corridor" together with Marshall, Eisenhower, and MacArthur for public display.

"General, you are here."

Seeing Luke coming in, the female secretary sitting outside the office quickly stood up.

"The guests you made an appointment with have arrived."

Seeing the beautiful female secretary with blond hair and graceful curves, Luke had to lament the corruption of capitalism.

That is to say, I am determined and not good at women.

Otherwise, if it had been anyone else, who would have been able to withstand this.

The temptation of uniforms, coupled with the location of military aircraft, it is difficult not to follow the example of Clinton and build a zipper door.

Luke cursed secretly, nodded with a smile, and pushed open the door to the side conference room.

Sitting inside was a short, middle-aged man who looked like a dwarf.

The other party stayed calmly in the chair, with a somewhat uneasy look on his face.

"Hello, General! My name is Bolivar-Trask."

Seeing Luke holding his head high and pushing the door open, Bolivar quickly jumped off his chair and greeted him respectfully.

Given his height, he had to raise his neck very hard to see the appearance of the young major general.

"I've kept you waiting for a long time, Mr. Teslak. Please sit down."

Luke sat in the chair and said with a gentle expression.

He looked at Bolivar without revealing any trace. Although this person was short in stature and not impressive in appearance, he was actually a giant in knowledge.

Not only is he very famous in biogenetics, he has published many far-sighted papers, especially regarding the mysterious answers to human DNA, and has put forward some incredible ideas.

Even Marvel World, who is worthless to a genius scientist, is still considered a number one person.

But for Luke, what interested him about Bolivar was the research on Mutants.

This dwarf-like scientist would become the future "Father of Sentry".

In a certain timeline, Mutants was almost wiped out, and the source of all evil for mankind was eliminated.

"General Cahill, I wonder what you can do for me?"

Bolivar asked cautiously.

At this time, he had not founded Trask Industries, let alone an internationally renowned weapons expert.

Therefore, facing the military celebrities and local War Hero, it is inevitable that they will feel nervous and have no confidence in speaking.

"Mr. Teslak, I have read some of your papers, and they are very interesting to be honest."

Luke crossed his fingers, put his elbows on the table, and said calmly, "Do you think that there is some kind of magical code that opens the door to evolution in human genes? You even claim that there may be a new race in this world that is more powerful than humans."

"General, please listen to my explanation! I am definitely not a racist! I am definitely not a Nazi!"

For some reason, Bolivar turned pale with fright, and explained nervously, "I completely disagree with Mustache Fuhrer's Aryan Superman theory. Please don't get me wrong! I even donated money to the country during the war!"

Luke was stunned on the spot. Before he got to the point, how could he scare the future "Father of Sentry" like this?

Then, he thought about it and understood the reason.

These days, cutting-edge theories about human race and genetic research can easily be associated with the extreme racism of Third Reich.

Presumably Bolivar has suffered such a big loss before, and suffered the sequelae of a miraculous outcome.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Teslak, I just want to talk to you about 'Mutants'."

Luke waved his hand, signaling the other party to relax and stop being so nervous.

"I agree with your papers and opinions, that's why I invited you here."

This time it was Bolivar's turn to be stunned. He couldn't believe that a young major general with a high position would be interested in his research theory?

"Rear Admiral Cavill, do you also know Mutants?"

the dwarf scientist asked cautiously.

"Of course, I not only know it, I've seen it with my own eyes."

Luke smiled slightly, Hellfire Club was written down in his notebook, and he would have to settle the score sooner or later.

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