Marvel’s Superman

　　 "Are you the Superman of the Allied Forces?"

　　 The German soldier who was reformed by the holy general, obliquely looked at the tall man walking out of the bunker, his tone was a bit contemptuous.

　　 He thought he was heavily promoted by the Allies, and the legendary hero who conquered Italy and captured Rome alone should be at least a strong man like Hercules.

　　——Two meters tall, with knotted muscles, like a descendant of a Titan, it looks particularly shocking at first glance.

　　 The Allied Superman who can appear in front of him is at most taller and stronger than ordinary people, without the slightest exaggeration.

　　 Really speaking of his figure, Luke, who is 6.2 feet (191cm) tall, is nothing in front of German soldiers who are burly like giants.

　　 The muscles are even worse-the strong and powerful body of the Allied Superman looks a bit "weak" in the face of a big guy who has taken steroid drugs.

　　 From the appearance only, this imposing German soldier is sturdy, just like an ancient warrior with a height of eight feet and a waist of eight feet.

　　 Rock-like hard muscles almost break through the uniform.

　　 has the sturdy temperament of a devil muscle man!

　　 "You look like a boy scout."

　　 The German soldier glanced at the young brigadier general and sneered: "A product like you, thrown into the British barracks, should be very popular and well developed..."

　　The humiliating sarcasm did not irritate Luke. He turned his head to look at Stephanie and asked: "You said he is a'tank class', you mean there is a stronger Aryan Superman?"

　　 "Yes. The three who defeated the Soviet army were Aryan Supermen of the'Battleship Class'. They are even more terrifying!"

　　Stephanie nodded and replied.

　　 There is a little worry in her eyes.

　　Muscle is strength, physique determines everything!

　　 This is a fact recognized by many people!

　　 So, even if Luke showed a strong aura that was not inferior to the German Superman.

　　 But Stephanie still has doubts. She has seen in Berlin how strong these "battleship-class" supermen are.

　　 Tanks, bombers, thousands of soldiers...

　　 is not an opponent!

　　 As the Allied Superman Luke, I don’t know if he can do it.

　　 Thinking of this, Stephanie squeezed the Springfield rifle, ready to see that the situation was wrong, and supported the young brigadier general.

　　 "Introduce myself, my name is Julian. If you twist your head off and take it back to Berlin, the Führer will definitely praise me, and maybe I can be honored like Siegfried."

　　 The burly German soldier said with a smile.

　　 Luke did not answer, there is no need to waste time for the miscellaneous soldiers.

　　 Generally speaking, the lines are reserved for important roles.

　　His footsteps were heavy, and Stephanie, who was hiding behind the bunker, felt the ground tremble abruptly.

　　 The cracks in the spider web extended to the surroundings, and the tall and straight figure tore the air apart, creating a strong air current.

　　 It was almost a breathing time, and approached in front of the German Superman.

　　 makes a fist with his right hand and smashes it down with no fancy!

　　 Luke at this time, compared with before, both power and speed have been greatly improved.

　　 This feeling of improving every day and night, and getting stronger every moment, once made him addicted.

The pleasure brought by 　　 even surpasses the bed exercise that humans are passionate about.

"So fast……"

　　The developed optic nerve allows Julian to barely capture Luke's movement trajectory.

　　 Feeling the heavy power rushing toward his face, he immediately put away his contemptuous heart.

　　 The super soldiers of the Allied Forces, it seems not bad!

　　 Julian yelled, his body's strength surged wildly, his muscles twisted into a ball.

　　 arms crossed, blocking his chest.

　　 "Let me see your power first."

　　 Such thoughts flashed through Julian's mind.

　　 If he had seen it with his own eyes, the mutant "Steel Shell" who was beaten to death by Luke would definitely not choose to do so.

　　 In a battle with little difference in strength, giving up the initiative first is no different from suicide.

　　 What's more, Luke's true combat power is far above Julian—but he doesn't know it!

　　咚!

　　 Fist hit Julian's arms, and nearly ten tons of terrifying force was poured into one point.

　　 Almost before the German superman could react, his two arms "clicked" and broke directly from the elbow!

　　 The force can twist off the tank barrel, the muscle fiber is like a strong arm tightening a steel wire, and it is like being thrown into a mixer, and it is instantly smashed into smashed meat!

　　 The intense pain reached Julian's brain. Before he could scream, Luke's eyes condensed, and his left hand stuck out, pressing the thick shoulder of the German Superman and pressing down.

　　 Julian, who has a burly physique, like a little giant, is like a child without the ability to resist. He can't stand the strong force, his legs are soft, and with a "boom", his knees hit the ground heavily.

　　 "I heard that the head of Berlin regarded the Aryans as the most perfect race, and a super soldier like you is the'Aryan Superman' considered by the Third Reich."

　　 Luke lowered his head and looked down indifferently.

　　 "The great head of state..."

　　 Julian's face was twisted, his arms exposed Bai Sensen's bone stubble, flesh and blood wriggling hard, trying to recover from his injury.

　　 He looked at Luke, his eyes became blazing white.

　　 "Long live the Third Reich!"

　　 The fanatical roar fell, and an astonishing energy wave formed a powerful dazzling light group that directly engulfed Luke.

　　 Like a huge ball of lightning, it burned the air with a "sizzling" noise, and a scorched breath emanated.

　　 A violent explosion sounded continuously.

　　 The strong smoke rising up covered the battlefield, making it difficult to see the specific situation.

　　 "It's over!"

　　Stefani held the Springfield rifle with a solemn expression.

　　 She doesn't think Luke can survive. You must know that the most powerful attack method of Aryan Superman is to release the energy light group.

　　 Even solid tanks can explode, not to mention the fragile flesh and blood of human beings. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "He is careless, he should guard against Julian's move!"

　　Stephanie thought annoyed.

　　 Julian moved too fast, she didn't have time to remind Luke to be vigilant.

　　 "Allied forces...rescue failed."

　　Stephanie stared at the tall figure coming out of the billowing smoke, preparing for the final struggle.

　　 Anyway, she can't run far. Rather than running away in a hurry and being chased by the enemy and killed, she might as well fight to the death!

　　 "Stephanie, you look nervous."

　　 Immediately afterwards, a low voice sounded, letting Stephanie's tight body relax.

　　 She couldn't believe it, and subconsciously asked: "Why...you are not dead!"

　　The thick smoke caused by the explosion dissipated, and the figure that appeared was actually Luke!

　　 He didn't know when he put on a steel armor-like battle suit, and removed the right palm that was firmly pressed on Julian's face. There were burnt black marks on the surface of his skin, and his whole body was almost unscathed.

　　 "Of course I am still alive, Stephanie."

　　 Luke grinned.

　　 He raised his hand to lift Julian who fell to the ground exhaustedly. After the German superman released the energy light ball, he degenerates into an ordinary person like a machine that runs out of electricity.

　　 "At this level, you also deserve to be called Superman?"

　　 Luke curled his lips, the energy light group released by the other party contained destructive power, and it was indeed difficult for ordinary people to resist.

　　 Even if it's me, I have suffered a little injury.

　　According to his estimation, an energy beam is almost equivalent to the explosive force produced by an anti-tank missile.

　　 But with the self-healing ability of Superman's template, in less than a minute, the burned wound on his right palm recovered as before.