Superman of the American Comics

Chapter 60 General, What a Regret

Berlin, Reichstag.

The head of state who lived in the bunker before was finally able to move into a luxurious bedroom openly.

Those bombers that buzz over Berlin every day will no longer disturb my sleep and add to my inner fear.

"Siegfried, you are the hero of the Third Reich, the most perfect Aryan, and my most loyal guard."

The head of state woke up from the big soft bed, put on his nightgown, opened the door and said.

Although there is no gentle and lovely lover Eva by his side, Siegfried standing outside the door makes him feel extra secure.

You no longer have to worry about life safety being threatened, and you don't have to worry about the Allied troops breaking through Berlin and dragging yourself to the square to hang yourself.

The head of the Third Reich had a good night's sleep after a long absence.

However, just a dozen hours ago, in order to test how strong the Aryan superman was, he personally ordered Siegfried to kill tens of thousands of captured Soviet troops.

The wailing, crying, and bloody stumps of the soldiers whose limbs had been cut off after being evaporated by the shattering light... did not cause the Führer to feel the slightest fluctuation in his heart.

As a mediocre painter with little talent who was rejected by the art school, he even felt that it was the most beautiful color in the world.

"Has the Holy General arrived yet?"

The Führer rang the service bell, and it didn't take long for the chef to serve the prepared food.

He skillfully picked up the knife and fork, and cut the veal steak on the plate.

Although the delicacies of the Third Reich are pig's trotters, sausages and various breads, he personally appreciates the cooking skills of the French more.

"Their research on food is as skillful and proficient as raising a white flag to surrender."

The head of state commented so.

"General Sheng is on his way back. He was busy hunting down a defected female scientist who was a British spy."

Siegfried, who was so tall that he almost touched the ceiling chandelier, answered truthfully.

"It's really careless. I wanted to reward him."

The Führer put down his knife and fork and chewed the food in his mouth with a disappointed expression on his face.

"General Sheng could have become a hero of the Third Reich like you, but unfortunately he didn't seize the opportunity."

There are currently three "battleship classes" in Berlin, excluding Siegfried who is by his side.

The remaining two have not yet met.

The Führer only knew that one was Sieglinde, a woman, who was keeping the whole city on guard at the anti-aircraft tower.

The other is called Siegmund, responsible for destroying the guerrillas outside the city.

The two of them once had an amazing record of scrapping dozens of Allied bombers.

"I don't know if the gang of cowards in the Allied countries will cry out in fright."

The head of state was full of ambition, and he felt that he was once again favored by heaven.

Soon, the Third Reich would stop collapsing and grow stronger.

Power that is too easy to get will make a person's ambition expand infinitely.

Just like the Red Skull who mastered the Rubik's Cube, the Führer was so excited at this time that he subconsciously ignored the difficult situation of the Third Reich, and even began to plan to attack Stalingrad again and take Moscow.

He never ceased to brood over the defeat of the German army in front of the Soviets.

This time, the opportunity to prove your ability has come!

"The Holy General has arrived."

The phone by the bedside in the bedroom rang, and Siegfried picked up the receiver, and after a few seconds of answering, he announced the news.

"He is already downstairs, waiting for your reception from the head of state."

"Let General Sheng come up. Although he made a mistake, he has also contributed to the Third Reich and shed blood. I can't treat the hero badly!"

With a wave of the Führer's hand, Siegfried opened the door, and not long after, the solemn General Saint appeared at the door.

"You look depressed, General Sheng. I've heard it all, don't worry about being punished, the failure of security work is not within your responsibility, and you have worked hard to solve those troubles—even though you didn't succeed."

With his hands behind his back, the Führer stepped barefoot on the dark patterned carpet.

If one ignores the long burgundy nightgown that fell to his ankles, he looked imposing, like a victorious general.

"You are a hero, you brought my miracle weapon and saved the Third Reich - albeit a bit late."

The head of state took off his glasses, as if lifting the seal.

He glared angrily at the straight-backed General Sheng, dropped the pencil in his hand forcefully, and said loudly, "You owe me a reasonable explanation, General."

"I've read your report and asked Siegfried that the 'Aryan Superman' project has been in the works for months—"

"It's been longer than that, almost a year, my Führer."

General Sheng interrupted the head of state who was about to enter a roaring state after he lifted the seal, and said calmly: "I created the first type I Aryan superman eleven months ago."

"And the first Type II was also put into use not long after, followed by the production of the 'Tank Class'. The three 'Battleship Class' appeared later."

The Führer, who was interrupted, put on his glasses and then took them off again.

After re-reading the article.

The seal was lifted again.

Roaring begins!

"So! During this year, you never told me about this! I watched the empire retreat steadily, and watched my spirit being tortured by the bombers of the Allies!"

The head of state didn't understand what General Sheng did. He was very angry and couldn't help but want to call out "scum".

"I thought the Red Skull would last a little longer. And at that time, the Aryan supermen were not ready, they couldn't change the pattern of the war."

General Sheng remained calm and explained in a steady voice: "After the First World War, many Germans thought that tanks were just novelties and didn't care. Some even laughed at Guderian and said, 'What kind of war machine, it only Flour'. That's because they only saw 'a tank', not a 'group of tanks'."

"Only someone like Guderian can see the true value of tanks. This is what made your empire, Führer."

"I'll give you an invincible super army, and I'll give you a great victory to reinvigorate the Germans - but only if Aryan supermen can join the battle in droves."

"If I told you the news in advance, with all due respect, you might just send them out to die in vain for meaningless consumption."

General Sheng's outspokenness made the Fuhrer's anger even higher.

He couldn't stand accusations, especially with such humiliating certainty.

"That's enough, General Saint. 'Aryan Superman' will no longer be under your control, you step down!"

Considering the great achievements made by General Sheng over the years, the head of state endured it and waved his hand to make the other party back down.

"My head of state, why are you unwilling to face up to your mistakes?"

General Sheng put his hands behind his back and kept his body motionless. He shook his head and said, "You are like a madman who has lost his mind and asked Siegfried to kill tens of thousands of Soviet prisoners. You didn't even think about it. This will only arouse the allies. The heart of resistance, no one will surrender in the future.”

"I'm the one who's disappointed in you. You're just an Austrian country bumpkin who just got shit luck for being born in a country with Prussian rigidity and a bunch of fools who would listen to your nonsense." to this seat."

"You have the most powerful war machine in the world, but you bury it in your own arrogance like a bottomless pit...Führer, I believe more firmly than you in a great Third Reich! I also firmly believe in Believe that the empire deserves a leader more capable than you."

General Sheng's words completely angered the head of state.

He picked up the pencil on the carpet and said, seemingly calmly, "Oh, General. I didn't expect you to see me this way. It's really—a pity."

"You can't see the Third Reich in your mind, and a more talented leader than me."

"Siegfried, kill him!"

Following the Führer's order, Siegfried, who was as silent as a statue, came over and stood in front of the Holy General.

His eyes were burning hot, and the terrifying energy was like wisps of blue electric light, jumping non-stop.

"As ordered."

Siegfried said so.

Then--

He turned and looked at the Führer himself.

Dazzling light burst out from the eyes.

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