Superman

The feeling of flying is not wonderful.

There is no such thing as a free and hearty experience.

On the contrary, as the speed gets faster and faster, the air is squeezed into a very dense "substance", like a sticky glue, making people unable to use their hands and feet.

"It seems you have to get used to it slowly in the future."

Luke felt the turbulent air current from the outside world, and said silently.

In the state of high-speed flight, if he hadn't opened the biological force field, he would have fired all over his body, like a meteorite falling into the atmosphere.

"Hurry up!"

Bang!Bang!Bang!

In the clouds, there was a continuous explosion.

If Luke is compared to a fighter, he is probably in a full sprint around Mach 1.2.

The biological force field can isolate the high temperature and friction from the outside, but it cannot prevent the turbulent airflow from wrapping the whole body tightly.

Every time you accelerate, the resistance you receive is like a copper wall and iron wall blocking you.

The seemingly weightless gas will become extra solid after being continuously compressed.

"It would be great if we could have super power."

Luke's thinking diverged, and he remembered Superman and Flash racing.

Considering the unscientific and wonderful existence of Shen Shuli, it is a powerful plug-in that can repeatedly rub the physical rules on the ground, and Superman is very likely to be unable to run the Flash.

There have been several such games in the comics, except for two draws, the Flash basically won.

It's a pity that the super power of the Flash can only be used for offering sacrifices to the sky, restarting the universe, pushing people, and saving people, and it rarely plays a role in frontal battles.

As a result, they are often ridiculed. The Flash's fighting method is to go around crazy, stun the enemy, and then push him down.

"I don't know if the conscience of this Justice League will turn over the wall and drop in?"

Luke smiled, having to admit that the existence of the Flash Barry Allen dilutes the dark style of the studio next door.

Midtown and Gotham are put together, it is like a city of two worlds.

"Berlin, here I am."

Ending the meaningless cranky, Luke broke through the sound barrier with a boom like a humanoid supersonic vehicle.

Above the clouds, cone-shaped clouds flashed continuously.

From Paris to Berlin, the distance is about 800 kilometers.

It takes twelve days to walk.

It takes a day and a half by car.

The train is six hours.

And Luke, it only takes a moment to arrive.

Boom!

There was a loud noise.

Like a bomber dropping a shell.

The underground research institute in Berlin shook suddenly.

A tall figure passed through the thick concrete floor and slammed in.

The battle suit like steel armor, the fluttering dark red cloak, and the way it appeared from the sky made people feel shocked.

"you are……"

"Superman of the Allied Forces!"

"Gosh!"

"..."

Luke's photos appeared in newspapers of various countries, and his appearance has long been known to everyone.

However, this is the first time that Superman has officially appeared.

"The Third Reich is over! Either leave or resist, you are free to choose."

Luke swept over with a super gaze, and the structure and layout of the underground research institute were all recorded in his mind.

The concrete brick wall could not block Superman's gaze, and the position of the holy general was determined within a few seconds.

Suddenly hearing the news of the death of the Third Reich, the researchers in white coats were at a loss, not knowing whether to believe, or remained suspicious.

However, they were very wise to leave a path, no matter whether the news was true or false, no one at the scene could stop Luke.

Rather than being punched to death by this allied superman, it is better to keep a useful body and strive to continue to be loyal to the Third Reich.

This is definitely not a cowardly act, but obedience to the inner will.

The researchers looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding.

"Miscellaneous from the Allies..."

During this period, a fanatic stood up and stood in front of Luke bravely.

Before he could finish his reprimanding words, he was evaporated and turned into a scorched skeleton.

"Courage is commendable. Who else?"

Luke looked around, speaking mildly, not at all ferocious.

But just now, everyone witnessed him taking the life of a compatriot.

After a while, the audience was silent and no one answered.

Luke walked forward blankly. He didn't have any "no-kill principle", nor would he have compassion for the enemy.

In the years when he was cleaning the house in Brooklyn, Uncle Frank has said countless times what the consequences of maintaining ridiculous compassion on the battlefield would be.

So, even if Sieglind was a woman, Luke didn't keep his hands in the slightest.

She is not an innocent person with bloodless hands, and there is no need to waste too much emotion.

Bang!

Luke kicked open the door of the war room.

The holy general, who was the first to jump back, stab the Führer back, and become the new leader of the Third Reich for less than a month, sat in a chair.

In front of him are many maps of war zones, many of which are marked with red pen.

It can be seen that the general is bent on saving the empire from its decline.

Unfortunately, it failed after all.

"I think the empire can last a while, at least until the next batch of Aryan Supermen are made."

The holy general's face was calm, not surprising Luke's sudden visit.

"Baron Strak assured me that if I am willing to join Hydra, they will pick me up and leave-but you came too fast, Brigadier General."

Luke smiled slightly and asked, "Will you really run away, Holy General? Leave the Third Reich and hide in a place where no one can find you, waiting for the day when the mountains will rise again."

When he entered the door, he had already scanned the war room with super vision to make sure there would be no problems.

After all, in so many film and television works, desperate villains will always make some crazy moves in the end.

"In the second drawer on your right, there is a Luger P08 pistol and four bullets."

Luke said quietly.

"Holy General, it looks like you are planning to bury the Third Reich who has gone?"

The new leader who forcibly extended Berlin's life nodded and said seriously: "How can a qualified captain abandon his ship, even if it is about to sink."

"I respect your enthusiasm for the country, but you should also know that the Allies want to send you to a military court even more. It is best to be executed in public in front of the world-with a butcher, executioner, and conspiracy identity of."

Luke said lightly.

Who told that head of state to go early, only the holy general can be the object of the masses to vent their anger and hatred.

"I can give you the plan for the transformation of the'Brude Zerg', the original document that has not been completely deciphered."

The holy general was disappointed. After learning from Baron Straker that the "Battleship Class" was most likely not Luke's opponent, he lost interest in the "Perfect Aryans".

Aryan Superman, who cannot even be defeated by a super soldier, can be called "perfect"!

"Let me end my life gracefully, Brigadier General."

Luke thought for a while, and accepted the deal with pleasure.

It doesn't make much sense to capture the holy general and hand it over to the allies anyway.

Trials in military courts are nothing more than procedures.

The high-level Allied forces look forward to sharing the cake and distributing benefits.

As for the post-war liquidation, it was just a dessert to show the victory.

In the original historical timeline, after the Führer committed suicide, he asked his subordinates to burn his body into a ball of coke.

Many people once wondered if this was a trick to get out of suspended animation, but no one wanted to pursue it to find the whereabouts.

A few minutes later, a gunshot came from the combat room.

Immediately after, Luke walked out, smashed the roof without a word, and rushed into the sky.

He looked down at the devastated Berlin, as if he had seen the collapse of an empire, the end of a war, and the end of an era.

"So, who will be the master of the new era?"

The corners of Luke's mouth raised, standing quietly above the clouds.