Superman of the American Comics

Chapter 28 Shocking the Allies and Shocking the World

"Telegram! The latest telegram!"

Allied headquarters in London, the Strategic Science Corps, which Colonel Phillips had snapped at, was in a gloomy mood.

Everyone didn't even dare to breathe loudly, for fear of provoking the officer's anger again, but at this time the telegrapher rushed in excitedly.

His face was flushed red, perhaps because he was too excited, the words he wanted to say were all stuck in his throat, and he couldn't spit them out no matter what.

"It's... a telegram from Captain Carville!"

The operator's breath was short, and his face was full of excitement and admiration.

"What's all the fuss about, I don't have the quality of a soldier... Falk!"

Colonel Phillips frowned, first scolded, and then reached out to take the telegram.

But when he saw the content, he couldn't help but swear, completely ignoring his majestic image as an officer.

"Italy, at [-]:[-] Rome time, Confederate Captain Luke Cavill led Howling Commandos to capture Italy and capture Mussolini alive."

That short sentence made Colonel Phillips freeze in place, as if a bolt from the blue exploded in his mind!

The impact contained in this telegram made him lose his ability to think all of a sudden, and he was speechless for a long time.

"Success..."

The colonel muttered to himself.

It was he who made Luke lead the Howling Commandos, and it was he who devised the astonishing plan to assist the Allies in landing Sicily and raiding Rome.

only!

"He actually did it!"

Colonel Phillips couldn't believe it, feeling that he was in a deep dream, full of unreality.

In his plan, the best result is actually to lurk into the hinterland of Italy and create opportunities for the Allied forces to land ashore.

As for the capture of Mussolini alive, that was just an addition on a whim, and it doesn't matter much if it can't be completed.

No one expected that Luke would surprise the Allies and Colonel Phillips so much!

"Super soldier... Erskine, have you seen that Luke is the best super soldier!"

Colonel Phillips was very excited. He squeezed the telegram tightly with one hand and pressed the operator's shoulder with the other, his eyes were a little red.

"Are you sure the news is true?"

If this gets out, the morale of the Allies will be greatly boosted!

The Strategic Science Corps no longer has to be criticized by many parties. Not only will the pressure be reduced a lot, but the status will also rise!

Everything will be very different!

"A clear-coded telegram from Rome, Italy! Absolutely true!"

The operator seemed to be infected, his tone was agitated and his voice was trembling.

"There is also a communiqué from the King of Italy announcing the deposed Prime Minister Mussolini!"

Then, the sender added.

"Notify the command immediately! Notify the president! Notify everyone!"

Colonel Phillips held the telegram and waved his arm vigorously.

Sure enough, he was right about Luke. The world should know about such an astonishing deed that caused a sensation in the world!

The transmitter kept beating, turning into beams of electromagnetic waves that were quickly transmitted to various places.

From England to America, from Churchill's office to Roosevelt's White House.

Absurd and unbelievable real news, like a flying horse with wings, running back and forth along the whole world.

……

……

The sleeping hall of the Palazzo Venezia was still brightly lit, and the fluttering candlelight reflected the famous oil paintings and luxurious decorations.

It is different from the interlacing of cups and chips at various banquets in the past, and the laughter of high-class guests.

The Venetian Palace is very quiet tonight, shrouded in a dead silence.

"Rescue the leader! Kill the Americans!"

"Long live Italy! Long live the Führer!"

A few harsh slogans sounded suddenly, followed by a burst of fierce gunfire, and quickly returned to calm.

This kind of small movement can't stir up any waves at all.

Those idiots who have been brainwashed by fanatical fascism (xi) can't make trouble.

"Commander, this is already number 11."

Dugan's dark face was full of tension.

He hadn't recovered from the victorious raid in the afternoon, and he couldn't believe it until now, all of this is true!

The Italian dictator, the prime minister of a country, and Mussolini, who supported the Axis camp with Hitler, became their prisoner in this way.

"Let the other players take turns on duty, and the Italian defenders will not attack rashly. Their king would like to hang Mussolini in the square."

Luke remained calm. Now that he was holding the bargaining chip of Mussolini, the fascist forces in Rome did not dare to act rashly.

As for the elevated Italian king and members of the royal family, I wish Luke would send Mussolini to the gallows immediately.

"The king has issued a proclamation deposing Prime Minister Mussolini, the royal family has taken over the army ... seven gunmen were killed in the raid and four were seriously wounded ... a telegram was sent from the Allied Command that the British and the Americans wanted to rob Italy ownership, the State Department and the Pentagon, the War Department and the Navy Department..."

Damm-Dugan reported on the situation of the day, and the progress of things was within Luke's expectations.

No matter how the British and the Americans fight, anyway, this credit belongs to him, and no one can take it away.

Thinking of the rapid refresh on the character panel, and the soaring prestige value as if riding a rocket, Luke felt a burst of excitement in his heart.

"Let them quarrel as much as they want. The city of Rome and Mussolini are the bargaining chips in our hands. Whoever offers the highest price will be sold to whomever."

Luke smiled slightly, he had already made plans.

This is not a military operation, but an armed kidnapping.

The moment Mussolini fell into his hands, the mission was accomplished.

What remains is the political game between the rising Bald Eagle and the weakening John Bull.

But these complicated intrigues have nothing to do with Luke himself, and he is not interested.

What Luke wanted was a Medal of Honor belonging to a war hero, as well as massive reputation points.

"The attitude of the Italians is very good, the king is a smart man, and Mussolini was thrown out of power in the first place, ignoring our occupation of the Venetian Palace... because they want to show goodwill to the Allies."

Luke understood very clearly that the Roaring Commandos alone could not stop the defenders of Rome.

It's just that there are not as many Fascist forces loyal to Mussolini and the Axis Powers as imagined.

This is Luke's confidence in staying in the Palace of Venice. Behind him are the Allied forces who have landed in Sicily.

"Everything is as you said."

Dugan sincerely admired it.

Even with his stunning victory, the young commander of the Howling Commandos remained undisturbed and kept his usual cool.

"But to whom are we selling Italy?"

Duggan asked again.

His voice trembled a little, because Luke's thoughts directly determined the future of the Howling Commandos.

"Of course we are handing over this heavyweight bargaining chip to Mr. Roosevelt."

Luke didn't think about it for too long, and quickly gave an answer.

The most re-elected president in the history of the United States is powerful and flexible, and he is worthy of cooperation.

Moreover, the Mr. President sitting in the White House urgently needs a huge contribution from the sky to stop the people's mouths.

After all, no one can deny that Roosevelt did play tricks in the presidential campaign and used deception to confuse a large number of voters.

If they get the credit for capturing Italy, the other party will also thank Luke for his kindness.

"It is estimated that the Allied Forces Command will almost send someone over to take over tomorrow."

Dugan nodded, he had now obeyed Luke.

Victory after victory established the young commander's authority within the team.

Who would have imagined that an unknown six-person team would actually accomplish this earth-shattering and legendary feat.

"Send a telegram to the White House and wait for the President's honors."

Luke casually ordered to go on.

From the moment Dugan sent the telegram of victory to the Allied Command, the message of prestige refreshment never stopped.

[Submission: Flowers and Glory, the second step of the war hero! (completed)】

[Requirement: Any faction, the prestige value reaches 8000 (achieved)]

[Reward: Baine Skill Card, "Broken Back Master" (obtained)]

Luke crossed off the completed task, but didn't expect the second one to pop up immediately.

[Sub-quest: The name of legend, the third step of the war hero! (completed)】

[Requirement: Any faction, the prestige value reaches 20000 (achieved)]

[Reward: A chance to draw a Superman template (obtained)]

Then came the third mission, the fourth...

Luke raised his head, looked at the deep night sky, and smiled with satisfaction.

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(End of this chapter)