The battlefield on the Allied front quieted down.

  Only the steel wreckage of tanks and flesh and blood on the ground silently told the story of the violent scene of the previous battle. ??

  "Ma'am, do you need him alive?"

  Luke dragged the defenseless Julian over to Stephanie.

  The latter shook her head. She brought back the relevant technology but also found out the specific process of making those Aryan Supermen.

  Moreover, Stephanie had seen a lot of live specimens for dissection in Berlin.

  Bringing Julian will only increase the risk. Who knew when the other party would regain his power.

  "That's fine. "

  Luke smiled gently.

  Then, without hesitation, he snapped the German soldier's neck.

  After the short battle just now, he probably got the comprehensive data of a 'tank-level' Aryan Superman.

  Strength, speed, defense, nerve reaction, self-healing ability, and so on …


  Generally speaking, they were stronger than super soldiers.

  Even Rogers, with the name of Captain 'I can do this all day,' may get a headache while facing the 'tank-class.'

  It's hard to win unless you can hit a weak spot.

  However, these Aryan Supermen seem to have a massive defect. They can't fight too long.

  Luke was keenly aware that Julian's power and speed degenerated to the level of ordinary people after releasing the energy in his body as if the power was exhausted.

  This may be the reason why the Axis Powers haven't launched a counter-offensive?

  Weren't Aryan Supermen suitable for long-term combat?

  A series of questions were temporarily kept in his mind.

  "To be honest, I'm looking forward to meeting the battleship-class people."

  Luke changed his armor suit and looked down at the fallen German soldier.

  The strength of this 'tank-class' has yet to reach the point of changing the tides of war.

  Unless the Axis Powers could mass-produce explosive soldiers, it was impossible to win by a single strategy.

  Stephanie's eyes flashed. Although she was curious about the Allied Superman's combat uniform, she didn't take the initiative to ask about it.

  This was probably the Strategic Science Reserve's secret technology, and it may arouse resentment to inquire rashly.

  "Brigadier General, 'battleship class,' is better than 'tank-class' on several levels. Their resilience, physical quality, and energy attack effects are several times greater than the latter!"

  The female agent that was spying in Berlin warned.

  After seeing Luke fight the 'tank-class' Aryan Superman, she had a little more hope for the Allies' future.

  However, she was still not optimistic about defeating the Axis Powers.

  There were hundreds of 'tank-class' people in Berlin alone.

  They were led by three even more powerful 'Battleship-classes,' which is enough to form an invincible fighting force.

  On the Allied side, there was only one Superman, one Luke.

  "Stephanie, the Prime Minister can't wait to see you. I can't wait to know the truth about these Aryan Supermen. "

  Luke walked ahead; someone will come later to clean up the battlefield.

  His mission is to bring Stephanie back safely.

  Other than that, it didn't matter.

  "Thank you, General Cavill. "

  At the back, the female spy said faintly.

  "Thank you for calling me Stephanie. It's been a long time since anyone … has called me that. "

  …


  …


  "Do you want to continue the pursuit, General Sankt?"

  The next day, a group of heavily armed German soldiers crossed the dense forest and came to the Allied front line.

  The guards have already been evacuated, leaving only a messy battlefield.

  "Call off the chase. There is no Freya anymore. She has recovered her former identity and returned to London … That damn bitch!"

  General Sankt had his hands behind his back and a grave expression on his face.

  The wreckage of tanks, scattered limbs, and traces left by an energy explosion named Distortion Halos…


  All told General Sankt that there had been a fierce battle here.

  "Is the Superman of the Allies the one who could fight a 'tank-class'?"

  He muttered to himself.

  It was clear that the Allies should have paid a heavy price to defeat the 'tank-class' Julian.

  "So much for the Allies' Superman Far less exaggerated than the allies make it out to be!"

  General Sankt came to his conclusion.

  He looked closely at the scene. After a lot of hard work, he seemed to see that the Allied Superman and ordinary soldiers barely defeated Julian and won the final victory in the battle.

  "General, we must assume that the core technology has fallen into the hands of the Allies and that the locations of other military factories have been exposed. We should take countermeasures as soon as possible. "

  A blond-haired female lieutenant spoke.

  Stephanie, who escaped, was once a core member of the 'Aryan Superman' project.

  She knew too much, was deeply involved in the most critical projects, and had taken away some 'Wöden's Blood'!

  This is undoubtedly the worst news!

  "Transfer all the data and researchers about the superhuman technology to the second location and cleanse all the inferior test subjects. "

  General Sankt said coldly.

  He wanted to speed things up and try to help the Third Reich gain a more significant advantage before the Allies made their Superman.

  "I hope the Führer … will listen to me and not be overwhelmed by a moment of victory. "

  General Sankt was worried; he didn't have much hope for the mustached Führer in Berlin.

  After all, that man is known for being a master of micromanagement. His military standards were extremely average, but he always liked to tell those battle-hardened Generals what to do.

  The series of defeats faced by the Third Reich, the Battle of Stalingrad, the Normandy landings, and the Ardennes counteroffensive, the Führer's will was everywhere.

  A mustached man whose ability to incite, leadership, and military command skills were inversely proportional.

  This is what General Sankt had to say about the Führer.

  "Return to Berlin. We are so close to ruling the world … so close!"

  The German General sighed.

  …