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  Sieglinde took a deep breath and looked at Siegfried standing nearby.

  The two 'battleship-class' said nothing and looked solemn.

  They all realized that fighting alone; they had little hope of defeating Luke.

  The opponent's strength wasn't inferior to Aryan Supermen's and maybe even stronger.

  The rich experience in combat looked as if he had been trained since an early age and brought up in a sea of blood.

  Luke ultimately makes up for the lack of means of attack, fearless of pain, decisive action, and fantastic self-healing ability —— he was the most indestructible human weapon!

  "It's a two-to-one situation, so I don't think the chances of winning this game are low. "

  Siegfried strode out without fear.

  The whole person moved like a tank driving by and made heavy noise.

  As the 'battleship-class' finally produced by General Sankt, he had great potential. All of his data in physical fitness were better than the other two comrades.

  Although Siegfried was burly and stood 2 meters tall, standing there like a hill, this guy was only 14 years old. So, it's no exaggeration to describe him as a 'child.'

  "Sorry for the long delay, but it's two against two. "

  Rogers, carrying a shield, stepped into the battlefield. The street was left in ruins under the successive explosions.

  "I hope I'm not too late, Luke. "

  Luke, who was ready to solve the remaining two 'battleship-classes' with all his might, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Steve, you know. Showing up now, it just looks like your snatching the last blow. "

  Rogers didn't get it; he was used to the novelty of words coming out of his friend's mouth and sighed, "We can talk later; where did your flying … horse come from? I've asked several times about your cloak and battle suit. "

  "Surprising people constantly, it's my specialty. "

  Luke took it lightly; he hasn't figured out who to blame yet.

  'Maybe Hydra? They study alien technology while incidentally creating a polymer nano-suit.'

  'Yeah, that sounds reasonable.'

  'Anyway, Hydra can't stand up and defend themselves. They'll just take the blame.'

  "If you want to chat, hold off; this is a battlefield. Steve, choose one —— I recommend Ms. Sieglinde, who has just experienced a fierce battle and needs a boy scout-like you to regain her confidence. "

  Rogers glanced at Sieglinde, who was ill-looking. He wanted to say weakly that he won't hit a woman.

  However, the other party didn't give Captain America a choice. She directly waved her fist and rushed over.

  "Siegfried, it's time to prove that you are the best among us!"

  Although Rogers was also a super soldier, he was strengthened after being transformed by 'Wöden's Blood.'

  But Sieglinde's intuition told her that this guy was much weaker than the young Brigadier General of the Allied side.

  Therefore, without saying anything, her fist smashed directly into the shield.

  Boom!

  'Why did I involuntarily hit the shield when I was aiming at his head?'

  Sieglinde punched at the five-pointed star on the vibranium shield consecutively.

  "Sorry, Ma'am!"

  Rogers sunk his feet into the ground and blocked Sieglinde's punch, then clenched his left fist and struck his opponent straight in the shoulder.

  Rip!

  The German uniforms that had suffered so many impacts were torn off instantly!

  All of a sudden, the scene of spring!

  "Sorry, Ma'am …"

  Rogers, who took a glance, subconsciously tried to turn his head away from the snow-white scenery, but Sieglinde gave him a heavy punch.

  This 'battleship-class' female soldier didn't care about exposing her body and even approached him boldly.

  "You don't look like a warrior at all compared to the General. "

  Sieglinde grunted coldly and seized the opportunity to strike a violent blow as if to let out the anger from the previous frustration.

  'Poor Rogers, he didn't understand the futility of acting like a gentleman in battle. '

  Luke saw Rogers, whose cheek swelled and fell into a disadvantage. He shook his head and said, "I hope it turns into a good lesson for him. "

  "Your opponent is here!"

  Siegfried, who had been sitting on the sidelines for a while. Saw his partner gaining the upper hand and attacked as well.

  He wondered how strong the 'battleship-class' of the Allied side was, but he didn't expect it to be a useless guy.

  After seeing Luke's ability to crush Siegmund in close-quarters combat, Siegfried changed his mind and unleashed the Distortion Halo.

  He was more meticulous in manipulating energy than his companions, a dazzling ball of lightning compressed inward, horrible emitting fluctuations.

  "I'd like to see how strong your self-healing ability is."

  Siegfried grinned. Bright balls of light floated around him.

  He headed toward Luke, step by step.

  The terrifying energy was enough to level the street all over again, ionizing the air and distorting it with a blur of colors.

  'Since fighting harder won't work, let's change the method and compete with our own strengths!'

  "Okay, I'll admit it's something. "

  Luke expressed his affirmation for Siegfried's straightforwardness.

  He was at the center of the explosion and couldn't have survived.

  "If I can get rid of a major problem for the Third Reich, then my sacrifice will be worthwhile!"

  Siegfried's eyes looked fanatical, ignoring his burly figure, which was a brainwashed 14-year-old boy.

  One of the reasons why General Sankt chose Siegfried was because he joined the 'Hitler Youth' organization.

  It is a national institution dedicated to recruiting young people between 13 and 18 to train military personnel and loyalists.

  The team competition was encouraged in the youth group, and a sense of collective honor was created, instilling fanaticism toward the Third Reich.

  General Sankt took a fancy to Siegfried's loyalty, and by subtle means, transferred it from the Führer to himself and the future of the Empire!

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

  "Then there's New York! Washington DC! Put an end to this confrontation with an effective blitzkrieg!"

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

  Siegfried walked steadily and slowly at every step, compressing the energy ball released from his body and spending all his energy.

  Only by talking to entrap Luke, he tried to prevent this Allied Superman from turning around and running, so it wouldn't fall short.

  "I was only going to fight you as a mediocre super-soldier."

  Luke seems to look as if he felt helpless. He knew that the general 'battleship-class' energy manipulation was relatively rough. Immediate release, detonation, and causing damage through high temperature and shock waves.

  As the most potential and youngest Aryan Superman, Siegfried is better at controlling it.

  He once stood on the Berlin walls and used a spherical light blast to slaughter tens of thousands of Soviet prisoners and had the fantastic feat of bombing a group of tanks and penetrating a fleet of troops.

  Siegfried is the strongest of the three "battleship-classes" in terms of long-lasting combat ability and energy attack!

  If the opponent were playing a one-on-one limit competition, it would really be a bit tricky.

  At this moment, the street was filled with explosive barrels.

  All it takes is a spark, and the horrific explosion will destroy all living things in the area.

  "All right, I'll stop pretending. "

  Luke thought it would be better to end the fight as soon as possible rather than spend half a day recovering from his 'injuries' awkwardly.

  With a thought, he opened the panel ——

  "Upgrade!"