Superman of the American Comics

Chapter 123 Soldiers approach the city, before the decisive battle

"Doesn't this mean that the Atlanteans cannot go deep into the interior?"

Mr. President, who has been so anxious that his hairline has moved back recently, his eyes are shining brightly.

He wondered if moving the White House to Chicago, or whether San Antonio would be safer.

It is not a shameful thing to strategically transfer and preserve the vitality.

"Preparing to move the capital and run away before the war started, this operation looks familiar!"

Luke, who was watching the president's facial expression deliberately, was speechless for a while.

All the politicians in the world look the same.

"The people of Atlantis must have a solution to the problem. They can use the coastline as a starting point and continue to build strong fortresses that serve as transit points to stabilize the front line."

Luke once again ruthlessly pierced Mr. President's beautiful illusions.

Instead of counting on Atlantis to be beyond reach, it is difficult to enter the inland.

It's better to seriously think about how to organize forces and launch defenses.

"This... I forgot for a moment. It is indeed possible to adopt such a tactic!"

The president, whose dream was shattered and experienced the ups and downs of life, couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.

What's even more exasperating is that he can't get angry at Luke yet.

Because, judging from the current situation.

The only chance to save the country and win the war rests on this Major General.

Superman is everyone's last hope!

"Those strong fortresses built along the coastline with defensive water membranes can certainly provide supplies for the Atlanteans, but they are also obvious targets."

Luke calmly analyzed, and continued: "It is completely possible to send bombers to cover firepower, and at the same time use the aircraft carrier formation to harass a small area."

"Before SHIELD seized several submarines from Hydra. After thorough transformation, plus the nuclear reactor designed by Howard Stark, they can be launched and put into use in a short time."

"Facing the attack of Atlantis, the winning rate is not as low as imagined."

Hearing what Luke said, Mr. President felt relieved.

The young major general sitting opposite him had a slight twinkle in his eyes.

In fact, Luke has a lot of cards in his hand.

In addition to Superman's own combat power, the golden trident snatched from Namor can change the weather and shake the tsunami.

It couldn't be easier to deal with the army of Atlantis.

It only needs to create a huge tsunami to destroy all the fortresses on the Atlantic coastline-this is a double-lose style of killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred.

There is no need to use it until a critical moment.

The reason why this was not told to the White House and the Pentagon is just to keep the tension in this war fermenting and create a more favorable situation for S.H.I.E.L.D.

As for a series of problems such as the president not sleeping well, anxiety to hair loss and baldness, that is not within the scope of Luke's consideration.

"I think the Navy Department's aircraft carrier formation can attract the attention of the Atlanteans from the side, while the S.H.I.E.L.D. task force and the invasion team launch an attack from the ground."

Luke spoke in an orderly manner. This calm and confident demeanor seemed to give the president a shot in the arm, and his anxiety gradually calmed down.

In contrast, the group of congressmen on Capitol Hill who are constantly bickering and have different opinions seems a bit ridiculous.

The performance of the Pentagon is even more disappointing.

So many days have passed since the appearance of Atlantis.

Neither the Ministry of the Navy nor the Ministry of War could come up with a practical plan-to rule out the bad idea of ​​abandoning the coastline and retreating to the inland cities.

Thinking of this, the president looked at Luke more eagerly.

It was as if a drowning person had finally grasped a life-saving straw.

Major General Carville is the pillar of the country!

A real savior!

he thought so.

"Major General, if you have any needs, you can ask them."

The president was happy for a while, and a little carried away.

If he can still think clearly, he will definitely remember how the young major general sitting in front of him made the Budget Committee run away after hearing the news, and how he kept the Pentagon out of reach.

Asking for benefits, making conditions, applying for funding... these things.

Luke can be said to be extremely proficient.

"It is my honor to be able to make a small contribution to this war."

The young major general with a gentle smile didn't mean to take credit at all.

Such an attitude brought tears to Mr. President's eyes, and he was almost too moved to speak.

"but--"

Not long after the president whose hair was getting thinner was moved, Luke changed his subject and said, "Since Your Excellency the President has said so, I have no choice but to accept this kindness and make a little request."

A little bit?

An ominous premonition rose from the president's heart.

The next moment, Luke took out a thick folder with about a hundred pages.

"This is?"

The president rolled his throat twice, silently praying that Luke would never ask for money again.

The Budget Committee has been gutted!

He opened it with trembling hands, and the first thing that caught his eye——

"The Preparatory Plan and Specific Regulations of the World Security Council"

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three days later.

Boston, port.

The cargo ships that were moored here on weekdays have all disappeared.

Instead, there are huge triangular fortresses rising from the ground.

Standing on the shore, you can clearly see teams of tall and strong Atlantis guards.

They wear fishbowl-like boss helmets on their heads for normal breathing.

Everyone is uniformly dressed like exoskeleton power armor, and they are full of strength when walking.

In the past few days, the naval fleet tried to expel them several times, but all ended in failure.

There is an obvious gap in firepower between the two sides, and Atlantis is familiar with the ocean and can give full play to its advantages.

The various tactics of the Ministry of the Navy are difficult to achieve the original effect.

Generally speaking, Atlantis and the country of the same name in the next-door studio have similar technology trees.

Putting it in the current world after the end of World War II, it is well ahead of the times.

Unless the bald eagle can get the allies together to fight another civilized war against Atlantis and defend the terrestrial world.

Otherwise, the best way is to abandon the coastal cities and shrink the defensive front inward.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable that there are so many capitulators and peacemakers in the White House and the Pentagon.

There is indeed a big gap between a land country and the previous ocean civilization.

"Notify Nimitz of the Admiralty and ask him to bring the aircraft carrier formation over. Those Atlanteans are about to land."

Luke fell to the ground, looked away, and said to the liaison officer.

Through his super vision and super hearing, he can easily learn the content of the conversation in the fortress.

"The next step is the invasion team."

Luke looked at Rogers, who was fully armed, and said softly: "You will lead the mechanized troops of the Ministry of War and the National Guard as support to prevent the landing of the Atlanteans."

Most of the citizens of Boston were evacuated and evacuated in advance.

In this city, only the US troops waiting to fight and the Atlanteans who are about to land are left.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Captain America tightened the vibrating gold shield in his hand, nodded vigorously.

This was his first time as a conductor, and he was a little nervous.

"Steve, all you have to do is give Howard time to successfully implement the last step."

Luke exhorted.

He didn't doubt the strength of Captain America.

The "Battleship-class" soldiers who have been strengthened 24 times by the blood of Woden have no problem dealing with the Atlantis army.

Except for the mutants of the Hellfire Club, plus Namor himself, these blue-skinned sea people have almost nothing to fight.

(End of this chapter)