Howard ran to sleep and refreshed himself.

  Luke packaged and sent the model of the nuclear reactor, as well as the design drawings and calculation drafts, to the Atomic Energy Commission.

  The guys at the Navy Department will be thrilled when they receive it.

  Admiral Hyman Rickover of the Bureau of Ships has long proposed that nuclear reactors be placed in submarines.

  In this way, the huge defect of poor endurance caused by electric propulsion could be avoided.

  The submarine can also be used as a missile launching pad, making it a deterrent weapon with an extremely important strategic role.

  The only problem is that there were various technical problems.

  As a result, this idea could only remain on paper for the time being.

  Luke knew very well that in 2 years, Admiral Rickover would get consent from the Atomic Energy Commission and the Navy Department.

  Appointed as the head of the Nuclear Power Department of the Bureau of Ships and the Chief Engineer of Nuclear Submarine Engineering to start constructing nuclear submarines.

  The appearance of Atlantis, and the presence of Howard, only accelerated this period of history.

  'I hope that Admiral Rickover will make a breakthrough sooner rather than later. '

  Luke thought silently.

  By developing the technology to build the nuclear submarine, they had the leverage to negotiate with Atlantis.

  He did have a deliberate intention to indulge in this impending skirmish.

  The original intention was to increase the significance of S.H.I.E.L.D. 's voice and its status by taking advantage of Namor's threat and Atlantis' presence.

  Otherwise, if we want to get rid of the constraints of the Pentagon, we can only wait for the massive invasion of the fleet led by the Kree and the establishment of the World Security Council.

  'That's too slow.'

  Luke thought so.

  Even the President and the Pentagon treat Superman politely.

  But being in the center of power, the rules that bind an individual are always objective.

  Therefore, Luke wanted to take advantage of the emergence of Atlantis, regard this marine civilization as external pressure, and force those who are wary of him to take the initiative to open the heavy shackles on S.H.I.E.L.D.

  And by the way, let politicians know the necessity of Superman's existence.

  'The next problem to be solved is only the two unstable factors: Namor and Sebastian. '

  Luke thought as he took Rogers into the elevator.

  "Steve, we're fighting side by side this time. The first task is to solve Atlantis. "

  Captain America put on the familiar Stars and Stripes uniform, carrying the vibranium shield that rarely leaves his hand.

  Luke found that both heroes and villains have strange fetishism.

  For example, Thor is particularly fond of swinging the hammer, and even though he later had the Stormbreaker, he still loved Mjölnir.

  Namor, the Sea King, is even more obsessed with the stolen golden trident.

  Like these people above, even after Captain America entered semi-retirement, the vibranium shield was cleaned every day and placed on the bedside while sleeping.

  When he wakes up early in the morning, he opens his eyes, and just by looking at it, Rogers would feel full of energy and motivation.

  "Atlantis? Their King is no match for you. We have the advantage in terms of strength. "

  Rogers sat in the wide cushioned chair in the director's office and adjusted his posture a bit uncomfortably.

  'This is much more comfortable than the sofa in my own home!'

  "Namor McKenzie is no match for me. "

  Luke nodded and admitted frankly.

  When you think about it carefully, it seems that Superman had beaten the Sea King in any studio.

  Even without himself, the big event of the Secret War, Namor will be killed by the other version of Superman, Hyperion, and the Squadron Supreme would destroy the whole country.

  Compared to now, only to be deprived of the beloved golden trident was much better.

  In the next studio, Superman has made an amazing move of moving Atlantis to the Sahara Desert.

  If Luke did the same, those blue skins living under the sea would have to go and accompany the Wakanda people.

  Two countries with the most developed scientific and technological strength, backward systems, and old ideas will one day become neighbors, and some interesting stories should happen.

  "However, this is war. "

  Luke collected his thoughts and said seriously.

  "Namor won't be stupid enough to find me for fighting one-on-one. He has experienced a painful defeat. I believe he has calmed down and stopped holding on to the foolish idea that Atlantis is the first in the world and mutants are invincible. "

  Rogers scratched his head and thought it was reasonable.

  Atlantis is not Berlin. If Superman directly flew over and hung Namor on a street lamp to end the war…


  Killing a King will only arouse the hatred of the people at the bottom of the sea, thus expanding the scale of the war.

  "Then what are we going to do?"

  Rogers asked.

  "You will know soon. "

  Luke smiled meaningfully.

  He prepared a big gift for Sebastian Shaw.

  …


  …


  Boston, harbor.

  Silver Fox, wearing a black leather jacket and a pair of short boots, got out of the taxi.

  She is now a member of Task Force X under the jurisdiction of S.H.I.E.L.D.

  During this period, the team led by Wolverine and Sabretooth has been running around the world like firefighters.

  For example, go to Africa to collect a particular kind of metal minerals.

  Or remove the remnants of Hydra.

  In a word, Task Force X became S.H.I.E.L.D's sharp blade.

  And the results were outstanding, much to the satisfaction of the Pentagon Generals.

  "You haven't seen me. Now, go back along the same road. "

  After getting out of the car, Silver Fox patted the driver on the shoulder and said so.

  The middle-aged man with a beer belly suddenly had a blank look in his eyes, as if he was lost in thought.

  After a few seconds of hesitation, he nodded his head forcefully.

  After repeating Silver Fox's words, he drove away in his car.

  He didn't even ask for the fare!

  "Warehouse 4 …"

  Silver fox, who had been manipulating the cab driver's mind, took out a note from her pocket.

  She followed the address and found the meeting place.

  "You are late. "

  A graceful figure was standing there waiting.

  "Sis, I heard that you became a lackey for humans? It is in your nature to betray your side in exchange for a stable life. "

  Silver Fox frowned and spoke in an unfriendly manner, "Emma, you sent me a message to meet me. Is it just to argue?"

  "If that's the case, then I can only say that you're still as naïve as ever. "

  The graceful figure in the Boston harbor was none other than the White Queen of the Hellfire Club.

  She was wrapped in a black waterproof suit, carrying an odd helmet that served as a breathing apparatus, and her hair was wet as if she had just finished swimming or surfing.

  "Haha, I thought you would be more excited and happy to see your sister that you haven't seen in years."

  The White Queen hugged her arms around her chest. Her voice went cold.