Superman of the American Comics

Chapter 65

two days ago.

Berlin, underground research institute, war room.

General Sheng stared at the map of the war zone hanging on the wall behind his hands, frowning tightly.

After letting Siegfried get rid of the arrogant and blind head of state, he became the new leader of the Third Reich.

Although the process was not smooth, there were many opponents—after all, the Austrian mustache has no other strengths, and he is indeed very good at brainwashing, and there are many diehard fans.

"A bunch of idiots who can't think and can only follow blindly. How can they see the future of the empire clearly!"

General Saint sneered.

"Fortunately, you are on my side, Guderian, so I won't be left alone."

He turned around and looked at the serious man playing with the military sand table.

The opponent's name is "Heinz-Wilhelm-Guderian", nicknamed "Imperial Eagle", and he is an excellent general who can be as famous as Manstein and Rommel.

It was this person who helped General Sheng stabilize the situation and did not let the huge empire fall apart.

"I once reminded him that it would be foolish to attack Kursk, which is well-defended, with armored forces."

Guderian said expressionlessly.

"But the head of state always likes to act according to his own ideas. He doesn't have any strategic vision, and he doesn't understand military command at all. His talent in this area is not even as good as artistic painting."

General Sheng nodded approvingly. He and Guderian had naively believed that the Führer could lead the Third Reich to a better direction.

Unfortunately, it turned out that the Austrian bumpkin wasn't up to it.

"We all want to build a stronger, better empire. Now, the opportunity has come."

General Saint said eagerly.

He regarded Guderian as an ally. It is well known that this famous German general is at odds with the head of state.

The other party once openly disobeyed the order of the supreme leader of the Third Reich, refused to shoot Soviet prisoners of war, and was unwilling to be an executioner who massacred civilians.

Even in the Battle of Moscow, in order to preserve the strength of the army and the lives of the soldiers, they ignored the instructions of Berlin and insisted on retreating.

As a result, the head of state was furious and directly dismissed Guderian and put him in the reserve.

But the black humor is that after the fiasco of Stalingrad, the pompous head of state had to reactivate the other party.

The Third Reich cannot do without Guderian, and no one can replace him.

This is the consensus reached by many people.

After all, after Manstein was dismissed and Rommel committed suicide by taking poison, there was no better choice.

"In your opinion, Guderian, what should we do next?"

General Saint asked humbly.

Although he also graduated from a military academy, in terms of strategic vision and command ability, he was far inferior to the serious man in front of him.

"The empire is already in a mess, and it is difficult for us to recover from the disadvantages. But fortunately, you have created three 'Battleship-class' Aryan supermen."

Guderian thought seriously, and said in a deep voice: "So far, they are invincible weapons."

"So, I suggest to launch three attacks with three "battleship classes" as the core"

"We can form three battle groups—led by Sieglind, Siegmund, and Siegfried."

General Sheng listened attentively. He had long thought of expanding the strategic advantages of the Third Reich.

It's just that he was stumbled by the supporters of the old school and the head of state, leaving the Allies with a chance to develop.

"Send Sieglinde to the northwest, and launch an assault on Belgium along the coastline. You know, Model's pocket in the Ruhr area has recently been breached, and many German soldiers are being held in nearby concentration camps. Free them After you come out, you can continue to advance and try to destroy the supply of the Western Allies in Belgium."

Guderian gestured on the map, and said calmly and wisely: "If you send Siegmund to the east again, you can't give the Soviet army any chance to revive. They are stubborn enemies and the confidant of the empire. .”

"At the same time, let Siegfried carry out precision strikes on the oil fields of Romania and Ploiest, recovering some industrial heartlands, and most importantly, fuel storage areas."

"In this way, the empire will be able to stabilize from the brink of collapse, and the Western Allies will be unable to launch a counterattack for the time being—as long as we gain a chance to breathe, we will be able to take it slowly and clean up the mess."

General Sheng attached great importance to Guderian's opinion.

He asked the other party to carefully formulate a combat strategy, and then ended the conversation.

"What do you think, Baron?"

When Guderian left the war room, General Saint faced the compartment and asked aloud.

A sinister man wearing a monocle slowly appeared.

"Guderian's idea is very good, but he overlooked one point."

As an observer, the shady man of prey showed a sarcasm smile, and said softly: "The Allies have also obtained the 'Worden's blood', and it won't be long before they will be able to master the biological technology to create Aryan superman!"

"The one that can't hold back the time is the empire. Only by taking the lead in attacking, destroying the enemy, and killing the threat in its infancy--in this way can we have a chance of survival."

General Sheng remained silent and did not express his opinion immediately.

He is just a scientist and has no experience as the leader of the empire.

Even three "Battleship-class" Aryan supermen obeyed their own words.

However, it is still very difficult to completely control a country by virtue of power and force.

Those conservatives in the army, loyal supporters of the Führer and partisans, they will not tolerate a guy who hides in the laboratory and rarely sets foot on the battlefield to sit in the position of leader.

What's more, political struggles and writing empty promises are not the strong points of General Sheng.

Therefore, in order to stabilize the situation, he first contacted Guderian and regarded the famous German general as the first ally to win over.

But this is not enough!

Political forces must intervene in order to completely quiet Berlin.

So General Saint thought of Hydra.

Originally, with the defeat of the Red Skull and the fall of the headquarters, this huge organization should have collapsed.

But the results of things are often beyond the expectations of most people.

The forces of the Red Skull were wiped out, and other factions took over most of the resources. What was left to the Strategic Science Corps was just an empty shell.

This tenacious organization has not only not weakened, but has grown stronger.

"General Sheng, I must remind you."

The shady man pulled out his chair and sat down, raised his legs and said, "It was we who cleared the obstacles for you and threw those who had objections into prison."

"Guderian can't convince the diehards of the old school, and he can't make the army obey you. All of this is due to Hydra."

"General, how much of your 'Worden's blood' is left? I remember that female spy whose real name was Stephanie blew up a production factory before escaping. Deciphering has come to a standstill."

"Your time is running out. Without the help of Hydra, the Third Reich would have been dismantled by the Allies sooner or later."

Every word and every word of the shady man was like an awl piercing deeply into the heart of General Sheng.

He still maintained a cold expression, but his attitude was not as stiff as before, and he said in a slow tone: "Then Baron Sterak, please tell me, what is the price?"

"Let the Third Reich spread the banner of Hydra!"

The shady man smiled.

"And, make us an Aryan Superman."

"As long as you do this, you will be an ally of Hydra, and we will let you sit firmly on the throne of power under your ass."

There was a hint of vigilance in General Sheng's eyes. The technology related to "Worden's Blood" was his only bargaining chip.

No matter what, it cannot be handed over easily.

"Don't worry, General. I have no intention of coveting the transformation technology of the 'Bruder Zerg'. I just want a Superman."

The shady man clapped his hands, and a tall man wearing a mask walked out of the compartment.

"This is my latest masterpiece. He has a firm will and a strong physique—more importantly, he is extremely loyal to the Empire and Hydra!"

The tall man's eyes were empty. Seeing the order from the shady man, he immediately raised his arms and shouted, "Long live Hydra!"

　ps: Thank you [Kongchen Shiyue] for the 100-point reward, [Chen Moyang] for the 100-point reward, so heartfelt~

　　ps2: I am beginning to miss the life of being a salted fish at home, and the reader will give me some recommendation tickets to comfort the hard-working author~

　　

　

(End of this chapter)