Rat-a-tat-tat! Rat-a-tat-tat!
The submachine guns sprayed wildly, their bullets carrying tremendous kinetic force as they struck the steel armor-like Kryptonian Battle Suit, as though hitting an impenetrable wall of metal.
"Could you not aim for the head?!"
Luke's mouth twitched. Brass bullets hitting his chest could at most cause a faint, painless sensation.
But getting hit in the face still stung a little.
He was still far from the level where he could harmlessly take bullets, missiles, or even nuclear bombs to the face.
Luke's gaze sharpened, and the bullets' trajectories seemed to slow considerably.
He stretched out two fingers, caught a flattened brass bullet, and flicked it out violently!
With a sharp whoosh, a charging Hydra soldier dropped on the spot!
A bean-sized fatal wound appeared in the helmet on his head, blood bubbling out like froth.
"This precision had to be at least an A—if Superman were considered a Stand."
Luke reined in his pointless thoughts and charged straight ahead.
He was like a high-speed humanoid tank. Any Hydra soldier foolish enough to get in his way would die on the spot from a single punch.
As the commotion grew louder, more defenders swarmed over, including quite a few Hydra soldiers armed with energy weapons.
Amid the simultaneous gunfire and flying bullets, an energy blast finally struck Luke squarely in the chest.
With a boom, he flew backward like a cannonball shot from a barrel!
Clang!
Like a sledgehammer striking an anvil, the dull impact shook everyone's eardrums.
"I hit him!"
The Hydra soldier shouted excitedly.
He looked as thrilled as if he had just scored the winning goal in the World Cup final!
"Wait... that guy! He isn't dead!"
The joy of victory did not last long before another Hydra soldier let out an incredulous cry.
The energy guns they used were incredibly destructive!
An ordinary person hit by one would have their flesh vaporized and be reduced to ashes!
But—
That terrifying intruder appeared completely unharmed!
"Hiss... it didn't hurt as much as I imagined. It was about like getting hit by an eighty-dollar sledgehammer."
Luke crashed onto a massive tank behind him, smashing a clear human-shaped dent into its thick, sturdy steel shell.
He pushed himself up with both hands, shook his head, and dashed forward.
Boom!
The air exploded!
Luke instantly closed in on the Hydra soldier who had shot him. He placed a hand on the man's chest and gave him a light shove.
The soldier left behind an afterimage, skipping violently across the solid ground like a thrown stone over water.
Then, with a splat, his flesh-and-blood body was forcibly embedded in the sturdy wall.
Like a tomato stepped on underfoot, juice splattered everywhere!
Human organs smeared across the brick wall, resembling a vividly colored abstract painting!
"We're even."
Luke shrugged and turned to look at the other Hydra soldiers.
Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud—
A moment later, the fierce battlefield fell silent.
With the Kryptonian nano battle suit, taking several energy blasts head-on was nothing to Luke.
At most, it hurt a little.
However, the transmitter-receiver in his breast pocket seemed to have been destroyed.
The longer Luke used the Superman Template, the more he understood why Clark Kent, from the set next door, was often considered to have a dodge stat of zero.
Because anyone with such an indestructible Steel Body and astonishing healing ability would get used to moving in straight lines—rather than waste time dodging attacks, it was better to charge in and finish the enemy with a full combo.
Over time, dodging became an optional word in Superman's dictionary.
"I wonder how Rogers is doing over there?"
After spending several minutes clearing out the defenders around the base, Luke headed toward the military factory.
Red Skull had better still be in the command room.
Luke was very interested in the Tesseract.
If the energy rays emitted by stars could become a catalyst for Superman's growth—
Then there was no reason other powerful energy sources could not work.
There was no harm in trying, anyway.
It was not as though Thanos, director of the Universal Family Planning Commission, could cross the timeline just to beat him up, right?
Even if he really came, Luke might not lose to him!
That thought flashed through Luke's mind.
"Luke!"
The moment he entered the military factory, Luke saw Rogers leading a group of captured soldiers toward him.
With Luke acting as an attention-drawing intruder, Captain America had encountered no obstruction while carrying out the rescue mission.
"Did you find Bucky?"
Luke swept his gaze over the group but did not see the future Winter Soldier among them.
"No! They told me Bucky was taken to an isolation ward for human experiments, but I didn't see him there!"
Rogers looked worried. He feared Hydra might have taken Bucky away to conduct some horrific, inhumane experiment.
Or worse, Bucky might have become material for a failed experiment and already been disposed of.
While stationed in the rear, Rogers had often heard soldiers speak of the Nazis' inhuman atrocities.
"Steve, take these men, arm yourselves, and break out of Hydra's base. I'll keep looking for Bucky—don't worry! He'll be fine!"
Luke tried to reassure him.
Logically speaking, even if Red Skull had fled, he could not possibly have taken Bucky with him.
Compared to Dr. Zola or important documents, an Allied prisoner was worthless.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Before Luke had even finished speaking, earthshaking tremors rolled through the area.
The captured soldiers huddled together, terror in their eyes.
Someone shouted frantically, "Run! The monsters are coming!"
Before they could lose all will to fight and scatter in panic, four burly figures over two meters tall filled everyone's vision.
"What are those?"
Luke turned his head in confusion.
The four massive figures strode forward, making astonishing noise like charging mammoths.
Their bodies were like inflated balloons, swollen to over two meters tall and resembling miniature giants.
They wore German army uniforms, black leather jackets stretched tightly over their bodies, with conspicuous Hydra armbands on their right arms.
Their faces were withered like dried trees deprived of water, pale and horrifying, carrying even a rotten stench.
Beastlike roars emerged from their throats, sending chills down everyone's spines.
They were not human at all!
"Hydra's enhanced warriors..."
A captured soldier answered in a trembling voice.
Luke narrowed his eyes. He remembered that the enhanced warriors he had dealt with in Rome last time at least retained the ability to think.
They would only enter a berserk state after being stimulated by bloody scenes.
Turning into emotionless killing machines that felt no pain!
But these things in front of him looked like zombies!
Hydra really had plenty of black technology!
"It feels like the timeline has changed in subtle ways."
Luke muttered to himself, stepped forward several paces, and clenched his fists.
The enhanced warriors, radiating immense pressure, roared like beasts and pounced on him.
They were incredibly fast!
Like afterimages!
They closed in on Luke in the blink of an eye!
As a Super Soldier, Rogers was the first to react. He rushed forward with that pitifully thin Stars and Stripes shield.
It had to be said, Captain America really did have a special fondness for shields as weapons.
Crack!
The instant Rogers raised the Stars and Stripes shield to help Luke bear the pressure, an enhanced warrior split it apart with one hand.
That shriveled, fleshless right arm, like cast steel, drove toward his throat with tremendous force.
Even after losing their self-awareness, the muscle memory forged through countless battles and tempered by war still allowed these enhanced warriors to retain astonishing combat power.
Rip!
A piercing sound rang out!
The enhanced warrior's arm was torn straight off by Luke!
Its shriveled yet tightly packed muscles did not spray much blood!
"Leave it to me."
Luke said in a low voice.
He slammed his shoulder into the nearby enhanced warrior and sent it flying.
His clenched fist swung out fiercely, stirring the air and producing a shrill howl.
The heavy force, like a cannonball, smashed into the enhanced warrior's hard body.
A horrifying hole opened where its heart should have been.
Facing another enhanced warrior pouncing at him, Luke raised a hand and grabbed its head. His immense strength imprisoned the beastlike creature firmly within his palm.
He followed with a knee strike that smashed it to the ground!
Then he raised his foot and stomped down hard!
Boom!
Its head burst like a watermelon, red and white gore splattering everywhere.
The captured soldiers standing behind him were stunned!
Their eyes widened as they wondered whether they had seen wrong.
"Is he that Superman from the Allied forces? I saw him in the newspapers!"
At last, someone recognized Luke.
"Then this man... he just said he was Captain America."
Someone else looked at the equally tall Rogers and asked in confusion, "I remember you're a Super Soldier too. Why aren't you doing anything?"
With his shield split apart and his hands empty, Captain America did not know how to answer.
"Am I really a Super Soldier too?"
As he stared at Luke, whose strength was terrifying beyond belief, a string of question marks appeared above Rogers's head.
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