Marvel’s Superman

　　 London, Allied Command.

　　 The secret base of the Strategic Science Reserve is full of busy and intense tension.

　　 One month later, the intelligence agencies of the Allied Powers and Hydra started a fierce confrontation.

　　The spies and agents of both sides are active in important cities behind the large rear.

　　 is like Berlin in the Axis camp, and London, New York and Poland in the Allied camp.

　　 People on both sides are constantly intercepting each other's intelligence. Although the Strategic Science Reserve has gathered elites from the entire Allied Powers, it is still at a disadvantage in the face of the secretive and powerful Hydra.

　　 "Until now, we have not found the exact location of the Hydra base! The captured Allied soldiers, where are they sent? What experiments are being secretly carried out by the German Na (na)? We don't know all of them!"

　　 Colonel Phillips roared loudly and sternly rebuked in the room, leaving the next group of people silent.

"In just one month, we sacrificed 13 agents, and four spies planted inside the Axis powers were discovered... This is the biggest loss that the Strategic Science Reserve has suffered since its establishment! The Allied Command has dealt with us. Very disappointed! And I am also very disappointed with you!"

　　 Colonel Phillips was furious. He received a call from President Roosevelt yesterday.

　　 Although the person in power sitting in the White House did not express any opinion on the Strategic Science Corps.

　　 But from the tone of voice, the colonel could hear the vague meaning of accountability.

　　 Originally, the Allied forces were gradually advancing on the battlefield, and many people felt that the Axis powers were over.

　　 But no one thought that he obtained the red skull of the Cosmos Rubik's Cube, used the scientific reserves of Hydra to develop extremely powerful energy weapons, and applied them to firearms and tanks and other thermal weapons.

　　 Black technology beyond an era has caused the collapse of the Axis trend and stagnation.

　　 The previous losing streak, falling into a disadvantaged situation, has also eased.

　　 Instead, the Allied forces began to show fatigue on the Eastern European battlefield, and the defensive line established was even more precarious.

　　 A series of reasons have caused the Strategic Science Corps to be under tremendous pressure.

　　 They haven't yet figured out the energy weapon that Hydra masters, and the technical support behind it.

　　 As for the exact location of the military factory and the secret base, I didn't even touch the shadow.

　　 Hydra's agents have long infiltrated the ups and downs of the Allied powers, making people unpredictable.

　　 This makes the team led by Colonel Phillips always passive in intelligence.

　　 "Have you heard from Luke?"

　　 After venting his anger, Colonel Phillips turned and looked at Peggy Carter next to him.

　　 He can only pin his hopes on Luke now. If he is to raid Rome and assist the Allied forces in landing Sicily, the plan is successful.

　　 Not only will the morale of the Allies rise, the status of the Strategic Science Corps will also increase.

"Yesterday I received a telegram from Captain Cavill. They occupied a naval camp near Sicily. The Allied forces will be assisted by the local Mafia to land ashore at 3:40 this afternoon. This operation is codenamed. 'Trojan Horse'!"

　　 Carter's meticulous report.

　　 She didn't expect Luke to actually do it.

　　 With a team, go deep into the enemy's hinterland and raid the leaders!

　　 Now it's only one step away from success!

　　……

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　　 Italy, Rome time, two o'clock in the afternoon.

　　Luke is close to Piazza Venezia, and the first thing you see is the magnificent palace on the north side of Capitoline Hill.

　　 This is the most beautiful building in the city of Rome. It used to be the residence of the Pope, but later fell into Mussolini's hands.

　　 The dictator often speaks to the people gathered in the square on the wide balcony.

　　 The rank of captain, the identity of the Berlin emissary, and the Dumbo-Dugan standing behind him saved him the trouble of being questioned by patrol guards.

　　 "When will Mussolini meet us?"

　　 Dugan asked in a low voice.

　　 "At four o'clock in the afternoon, wait for him to get up from his mistress's bed."

　　 Luke laughed.

　　He stood on the square, like a tourist admiring the scenery.

　　 "Manelli, they should act soon."

　　 Du Gen nodded silently.

　　According to the plan, Jimmy, a sniper, has already occupied a commanding height, and assaulter Kenneth also drove a truck, slowly stopping on the side of a street away.

　　 carries twenty gunmen carefully selected from the Mafia members, and a Maxine heavy machine gun.

　　 Alessandro didn’t know how much work it took to bring that thing in.

　　 Wait for them to attract the attention of the defenders of Piazza Venezia, create chaos, and create the most suitable opportunity for Luke.

　　 "You said, will you be pleasantly surprised when Mr. Mussolini sees us?"

　　 This time, Luke is still calm, still thinking about joking.

　　 Dugan, standing behind him, couldn't help but admire the indifferent state of mind where he was not surprised.

　　 Thinking of what happened next, his legs trembled slightly.

　　 Time passed by minute by minute, and it seemed to be walking extremely slowly.

"go in."

　　 Luke showed the pass issued by the military and entered the meeting room of the Venetian Palace.

　　 Just after he disappeared from Piazza Venezia, an extremely abrupt gunshot broke the calm in Rome.

　　 Like a boulder hitting the calm lake, it caused unprecedented turmoil!

　　 "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

　　 The harsh whistle blew, and a team of patrol guards suddenly dispatched, and the military and police quickly surrounded the entire Venice Square, trying to find the sniper hiding in the dark.

　　 Another series of gunfire roars. Assaulter Kenneth lifted the rain-proof cloth of the truck. Twenty elite mafia gunmen filed out from it.

　　 The fierce firepower hit the guards on the patrol in Rome by surprise.

　　 Kenneth operated the Maxine heavy machine gun as ordered by Luke.

　　 A long tongue of flame swept across, and the army police and guards swarmed down one after another.

　　 Suddenly, it was difficult to break through the death web intertwined by bullets.

　　 "Protect the leader!"

　　 Luke shouted excitedly, and walked out of the living room without hesitation.

　　 At this time, regardless of whether the politician or the guards, they can't carefully distinguish the enemy from the enemy.

　　 What's more, Luke wore a German military uniform with the rank of captain. This is the best pass.

　　 Ordinary soldiers did not dare to stop, and those high-ranking officers had no spare time to interrogate, and let him go up the stairs.

　　 "Commander! Kenneth won't be able to hold it for long, it can hold him for five minutes at most!"

　　 Dumbo-Dugan, who followed closely, swallowed, and there were enemy troops all around.

"enough!"

　　 Luke took two steps and made one step, arriving at Mussolini's office floor at an astonishing speed.

　　 The security here is obviously stricter than the outside, and the Italian dictator is protected by nazu soldiers.

　　 They were wearing Hydra armbands, and they were not panicked by the sudden gunshots.

　　 Instead, he guards Mussolini more closely and maintains basic order.

　　 A strange face like Luke, he was stopped for questioning as soon as he rushed in, even though he was a captain of the Third Reich.

　　 "No access! Report your identity!"

　　 Luke was too lazy to talk nonsense, kicked out, stopped his Nazzi soldiers directly broke their breast bones, and flew out!

　　 Before the remaining team members could react, their necks were snatched cleanly.

　　 "Create riots and attract firepower!"

　　 Dugan heard Luke's explanation and nodded quickly.

　　 He took out his pistol, ran to a higher floor, and fired a few rounds downstairs at the same time, which really attracted more guards.

　　 The dense footsteps echoed in the promenade, Luke strode forward, shouting "Protect the leader" and "The enemy ran upstairs", and touched Mussolini's meeting room.

　　 He was fully prepared long ago. The Italian dictator had the habit of drinking afternoon tea at two o'clock every day, and he liked to stay in the third conference room on the right hand side of the promenade.

　　 When I get excited, I will call my mistress over to vent the energetic energy that is nowhere to be released.

　　 The sound of gun shooting one after another, Luke seemed to be rushing into the flock, knocking down the nazzi soldiers who wanted to stop him.

　　 This time, he didn't keep his hands!

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　　Five fingers closed, Luke squeezed the hard helmet into scrap metal, and the last blocker also fell in front of him.

　　嘭!

　　 kicked open the door of the meeting room!

　　 There was a bald man sitting in the conference room with a look of horror in his eyes.

　　 A German-made Walter P38 pistol was aimed at Luke who broke in.

　　嘭! Bang! Bang!

　　 Three bullets made Luke's German uniform, punching clear holes, but no blood came out.

"That's it?"

　　 Luke took out the shriveled bullet with his hand, smiled friendly and said: "Hello, Mr. Mussolini."

　　 "Who are you? The Liberal Party? Or those guys on the revolutionary front?"

　　 Mussolini looked at Luke himself with the look of a monster.

　　The bullet can't penetrate his skin?

　　 Luke did not answer, he walked straight over and picked up the Italian dictator as if he was carrying a little chicken.

　　 "I'm from Italy..."

Snapped!

　　 A slap in the face slapped Mussolini's face, and that cheek immediately swelled up high.

　　 This is still the result of Luke's convergence!

　　 "I don't care who you are, Mr. Benito Mussolini, please face the reality that you are a prisoner."

　　 Luke looked cold and pushed Mussolini to the balcony where he often gave speeches.

　　 There was a chaos of gunshots in Venice Square.

　　 "The city of Rome is taken over by us! From this moment, there is no dictator! There is no fascist (xi)!"

　　 Luke looked down at the crowd below, and his loud voice spread far away.

　　 The sun shines on him, like a heroic figure out of a mythical epic.