Superman

Sieglind took a deep breath and glanced at Siegfried who was standing not far away.

These two "battleship class" said nothing, their faces were solemn.

They all realize that they are fighting alone and have little hope of defeating Luke.

The opponent's strength is not inferior to Aryan Superman, and may be stronger.

The experience of close combat is so rich, it's like being trained from a young age to kill from a sea of ​​blood in a mountain of corpses.

No fear of pain, decisive action, coupled with amazing self-healing ability, let Luke completely make up for the lack of attack methods-he is the most indestructible humanoid weapon!

"It's a two-to-one situation. I think the probability of winning this game is not low."

Siegfried was not afraid, and strode out.

The whole person passed by like a tank, making a loud noise.

As the last "battleship class" created by the Saint General, he has the greatest potential, and his physical fitness data is better than the other two companions.

Regardless of Siegfried's burly physique, two meters tall, standing there like a hill, in fact this guy is only fourteen years old, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a "child".

"Sorry, you dragged it too long, now it's two to two."

Rogers, carrying a shield, stepped into the battlefield. Under the continuous explosions, only broken walls remained on this street.

"I hope I am not late, Luke."

Luke, who was about to deal with the remaining two "battleship class", shrugged and said: "Steve, do you know, you who are in the war at this time are kind of like coming over to grab the head."

Rogers did not understand. He was used to the novel words spoken by his friends, and sighed: "We can talk about it later. Where did your flying horse come from? And about you. I have asked about this battle suit with a cloak several times."

"Continuously surprise people, this is my specialty."

Luke took it lightly, he hadn't thought of who he should call to carry it.

Or it would be Hydra. While studying alien technology, they also made a polymer nano battle suit by the way.

Well, it sounds reasonable.

Anyway, Hydra can't stand up to argue, so be the man of the pot.

"If you want to chat, you should slow down. This is the battlefield. Steve, you can choose one — I recommend Ms. Zieglind. She has just experienced a fierce battle and is in need of a boy like you. The army has come to regain confidence."

Rogers glanced at Zieglind, who was looking bad. He wanted to say weakly, not to beat women.

But the opponent obviously didn't give Captain America a choice, so he rushed over with his fist.

"Siegfried, the time has come to prove that you are the best among us!"

Although Rogers is also a super soldier, and after receiving the transformation of "Wodden's Blood", it has been obviously strengthened.

But Sieglind's instinct told her that this guy is much weaker than the young brigadier general of the Allied army.

So apart from anything else, he smashed it with a punch.

Boom!

"I was facing his head, why did I hit the shield involuntarily?"

Sieglind hit the five-pointed star of the vibrating shield in an impartial way.

"Sorry, ma'am!"

Rogers sank his legs and sank to the ground. After blocking Sieglind's punch, he clenched his left fist and hit the opponent's shoulder.

Tear!

The German uniform that had suffered multiple shocks was torn off in an instant!

Suddenly, the spring is coming!

"Sorry, ma'am..."

After a glance, Rogers subconsciously wanted to turn his head to avoid the snow-white scenery that came into view, but Sieglind unceremoniously gave a punch.

This "battleship-class" female soldier didn't care about exposing her body, and she even approached it boldly.

"Compared to that brigadier general, you are nothing like a soldier."

Sieglind snorted coldly, seizing the opportunity was a violent beating, as if to vent all the frustrated anger before.

"Poor Rogers, he didn't understand the uselessness of playing gentlemanly in battle."

Luke saw Rogers, who had swollen cheeks high and was being beaten passively. He couldn't help but shook his head and said, "I hope this can teach him a lesson."

"Your opponent is here!"

Siegfried, who had been playing soy sauce for a long time, could not help but launch an offensive when he saw that his companion had the upper hand.

He thought how strong the "battleship class" of the Allied forces was, but he didn't expect it to be a guy who couldn't use it.

After seeing Luke showing the close-in ability of crushing Siegmund, Siegfried changed his mind and directly released the Orb of Shattering Light.

Compared to his companions, he is more subtle in terms of energy manipulation, with dazzling ball lightning compressed inward, emitting terrifying waves.

"I want to see, how strong is your self-healing ability?"

Siegfried grinned, floating around him like a bright ball of light.

He stepped straight forward and walked towards Luke.

The terrifying energy enough to level the street again, ionize the air, and distort the blurred colors.

Since head-to-head can't work, then switch your methods and compete against your own strengths!

"Well, I admit that this trick is really useful."

Luke expressed his affirmation for Siegfried's resignation.

He himself was in the center of the explosion and could not be spared.

"If I can get rid of a big trouble for the Third Reich, then my sacrifice is worth it!"

Siegfried's eyes were fanatical, ignoring his mature and burly figure. This is actually a brainwashed fourteen-year-old.

One of the reasons why the Holy General picked Siegfried was because he had joined the Hitler Youth League.

This is a national agency that recruits young people from 13 to 18 years old. The purpose is to train military talents and loyalists.

The youth league encourages team competition, creates a sense of collective honor, and inculcates the fanatical ideas of the Third Reich.

The holy general took a fancy to Siegfried's loyalty, and through subtle means, transferred this loyalty from the head of state to himself and the future of the empire!

"Brigadier General, you are the only hope of the Allies. If you are annihilated here, Sieglind and the others will attack London next and twist Churchill's head off."

"Then New York! Washington, DC! Use an effective blitz to completely end this confrontation!"

"At that time, the Third Reich will carve up half of the world! And I will become the hero who lays this magnificent foundation!"

Every step Siegfried took, he walked steadily and slowly, compressing the light ball of energy released from his body, and spent all his energy.

Therefore, if Luke can only be restrained by speaking to prevent the Allied Superman from turning around and running away, wouldn't it be a failure.

"I just wanted to fight you with an ordinary super soldier—"

Luke seemed a little helpless. He knew that the general "battleship class" had relatively extensive energy manipulation, directly released and detonated, and caused damage through high temperature and shock waves.

As the most potential and youngest Aryan Superman, Siegfried is obviously better in control.

He once stood on the wall of Berlin and slaughtered tens of thousands of Soviet prisoners with a spherical light cannon. He also had an amazing record of bombing a group of tanks and piercing an army.

In terms of long-term combat capability and energy attack, Siegfried is the strongest among the three "battleship class"!

If the opponent is playing one-to-one extreme swaps, it's really a bit tricky.

At this moment, the street seemed to be filled with explosive barrels.

It only takes a little spark, and the terrifying explosion will destroy all the creatures in the range.

"All right, I won't pretend."

Luke thought that rather than healed himself in embarrassment and spent half a day recovering his energy, he might as well end the battle as soon as possible.

With a thought, he opened the panel—

"upgrade!"