Hearing Carter's words, everyone sprang to their feet, their faces full of delighted surprise.
"After fighting for so long, we're finally going on the offensive!" Nick Fury adjusted the cap on his head and said impatiently, "If this drags on any longer, I'm going to lose my mind."
"I hope there won't be another accident like last time." Quicksilver was equally excited, but his racing mind always followed circuits ordinary people could not understand. The moment he spoke, he drew everyone's ire.
During the previous Normandy landing, the Howling Commandos had suffered a crushing defeat, and the Allied forces had taken enormous losses. It was a painful subject no one wanted to mention. Naturally, Quicksilver was going to pay for bringing it up.
Natasha raised her hand and rapped Quicksilver hard on the forehead, feigning anger. "Kid, don't talk nonsense!"
Logan was even more direct. Two Bone Claws immediately extended, waving back and forth beside Quicksilver's forehead and scaring him into breaking out in a cold sweat.
Among them, only Alex was not particularly excited. To him, an Allied victory in the Normandy landing was nowhere near as gratifying as Japan's surrender. After laughing along a few times, he turned to Carter and asked, "This isn't another publicity stunt, is it?"
The Normandy landing was a large-scale military operation. Adding one more Howling Commandos unit would not make much difference, especially now that the Hellfire Club had chosen to pull back. If the Howling Commandos returned to the front lines, their only purpose would probably be as part of a show.
Carter hesitated at his words, then nodded after a moment. "Command wants you to inspire the Allied soldiers' fighting spirit. You are now the spiritual banner of the Allied forces. With you there, the soldiers can unleash even greater