Marvel’s Superman

　　 two days ago.

　　 Berlin, Underground Research Institute, War Room.

　　 The holy general stared at the map of the theater on the wall with his hands behind his hands, his brows frowned tightly.

　　 After Siegfried got rid of the arrogant and blind head, he became the new leader of the Third Reich.

　　 Although the process is not smooth, there are many opponents-after all, Austrian mustache has no other strengths, and there is indeed a good brainwashing technique, and there are a lot of diehard fans.

　　 "A bunch of idiots who can't think but just follow blindly. How can they see the future of the empire!"

　　 Saint General sneered.

　　 "Fortunately, you are on my side, Guderian, so you won't leave me alone."

　　 He turned around and looked at the serious man playing with the military sandbox.

　　 The opponent's name is "Heinz-William-Guderian", nicknamed "Imperial Eagle". He is an excellent general who can be as famous as Manstein and Rommel.

　　 It was this person who helped the holy general stabilize the situation and did not let the huge empire fall apart.

　　 "I once reminded him that it would be foolish to use armored troops to attack Kursk, which has a solid defense."

　　 Guderian said blankly.

　　 "But the head of state always likes to act according to his own ideas. He does not have any strategic vision and does not understand military command at all. His talent in this area is not even as good as art painting."

　　 The holy general nodded deeply. He and Guderian had both naively thought that the Führer could take the Third Reich in a better direction.

　　 It's a pity, it turns out that Austrian hillbilly can't do it.

　　 "We all want to build a stronger and better empire. Now, the opportunity is here."

　　 Saint General said eagerly.

　　 He regarded Guderian as an ally, and it is well-known that this German general is at odds with the Führer.

　　 The opponent had blatantly disobeyed the order of the Supreme Leader of the Third Reich, refused to shoot Soviet prisoners of war, and was unwilling to be an executioner for slaughtering civilians.

　　 Even during the Battle of Moscow, in order to preserve the strength of the army and the lives of soldiers, he made a move to retreat regardless of Berlin's instructions.

　　 caused the Führer to be furious and directly removed Guderian from his post and put him into the reserve.

　　 But the dark humor is that after Stalingrad's fiasco, the arrogant head of state had to reactivate the opponent.

　　 The Third Reich cannot be without Guderian, and no one can replace him.

　　 This is a consensus reached by many people.

　　 After all, after Manstein was dismissed and Rommel committed suicide by taking poison, there was no better choice.

　　 "From your point of view, Guderian, what shall we do next?"

　　 Saint General asked humbly.

　　 Although he also graduated from the military academy, in terms of strategic vision and command ability, he is far behind the serious man in front of him.

　　 "The empire is already in a mess, and it is difficult for us to recover from our disadvantages. Fortunately, you have created three ‘Battleship-class’ Aryan Supermen."

　　 Guderian thought seriously, and said solemnly: "So far, they are invincible weapons."

　　 "So, I suggest to launch three attacks with three "battleship class" as the core."

　　 "We can form three battle groups-led by Sieglind, Siegmund, and Siegfried respectively."

　　 The Saint General listened attentively, he had long been thinking about expanding the strategic advantage of the Third Reich.

　　 was just stumbled by the supporters of the old school and the head of state, leaving a chance for the development of the allies.

"Send Zieglind to the northwest and launch an assault along the coastline towards Belgium. As you know, Model's pocket in the Ruhr area was recently broken. Many German soldiers were held in a nearby concentration camp and rescued them. After coming out, we can continue to advance and strive to destroy the supply of Western Allies in Belgium."

Guderian made gestures on the map, calmly and wisely said: "Sending Sigmund to the east will not give the Soviet army any chance to regain its strength. They are tough-willed enemies and the confidant of the empire. ."

　　 "At the same time, let Siegfried carry out precision strikes on the oil fields in Romania and Ploiest, regaining some industrial core areas, as well as the most important fuel storage areas."

　　 "In this way, the empire can be stabilized from the brink of collapse, and the Western Allies are temporarily unable to launch a counterattack-as long as we have a chance to breathe, we can slowly clean up the mess."

　　 For Guderian's opinion, the Holy General attaches great importance to it.

　　 He asked the opponent to carefully formulate a strategy for combat, and then ended the conversation.

　　 "Baron, what do you think?"

　　 When Guderian left the war room, the holy general faced the compartment and asked aloud.

　　 A yummy man with monocles appeared slowly.

　　 "Guderian has a good idea, but he overlooked a bit."

　　The evil man who was the observer, with a sarcasm smile, whispered: "The Allies have also received the'Blood of Warden'. It won't be long before they will be able to master the biotechnology to make Aryan Superman!"

　　 "The empire is the one that can't hold back time. We can only attack first, destroy the enemy, and stifle the threat in the cradle-in this way can we get a little bit of life."

　　 The holy general was silent and did not immediately express his position.

　　 He is just a scientist and has no experience as an empire leader.

　　 Even the three "battleship-class" Aryan Supermen are obedient to their own words.

　　 But it is still very difficult to completely control a country with power and force.

　　 Those old sects of the army, loyal supporters and party members of the head of state, they will not tolerate a guy hiding in a laboratory and rarely setting foot on the battlefield to take the position of leader.

　　 What's more, political struggles and writing bad checks are not the strengths of the holy general.

　　 Therefore, in order to stabilize the situation, he first contacted Guderian and regarded the German star as the first ally to win.

　　 But this is not enough!

　　 Political power must be involved in order to completely silence Berlin.

　　 So the holy general thought of Hydra.

　　 With the defeat of the Red Skull and the fall of the headquarters, this huge organization should have collapsed.

　　The results of things are often beyond the expectations of most people.

　　 The power of the Red Skull was wiped out, and other factions took over most of the resources, leaving only an empty shell to the Strategic Science Corps.

　　 This tenacious organization has not only not weakened, but has grown stronger.

　　 "Holy general, I must remind you."

　　The yin-yellow man drew out his chair and sat down, tilted his legs and said, "We helped you clear the obstacles and threw all those who disagree into jail."

　　 "Guderian can't persuade the diehards of the old school~www.ltnovel.com~ and he can't let the army take orders from you. All this is the credit of the Hydra."

"General, how much of your'Woden's Blood' is left? I remember that the female spy whose real name was Stephanie bombed a production factory before she fled. The researcher under your hand was killed and injured a lot. For that ancient document Deciphering is even more stagnant."

　　 "Your time is running out. Without the help of Hydra, the Third Reich would be disintegrated by the Allies sooner or later."

　　The words and sentences of the man of Yin-Yin are like awls piercing deeply into the heart of the holy general.

　　 He still maintained a cold expression, but his attitude was not as rigid as before, and he said in a slow tone: "Then Baron Straker, please tell me, what is the price?"

　　 "Let the Third Reich be covered with the banner of Hydra!"

　　 Yin bird man smiled.

　　 "Also, make us an Aryan Superman."

　　 "As long as you do this, you will be an ally of Hydra, and we will let you sit on the throne of power under your ass."

　　 Saint General's eyes raised a trace of vigilance, and the technology related to "Woden's Blood" was his only bargaining chip.

　　 can't be handed over easily.

　　 "Don't worry, General. I don't have any plans to covet the ‘Brude Zerg’ transformation technology, I just want a superman."

　　 The yin bird patted his palms, and a tall man wearing a mask walked out of the cubicle.

　　 "This is my latest masterpiece. He has a firm will and a strong physique-more importantly, he is extremely loyal to the empire and to the Hydra!"

　　 The tall man's eyes were hollow, and when he saw the evil man giving instructions, he immediately raised his arms and shouted: "Long live the Hydra!"