Superman of the American Comics

Chapter 81 Teslak, Father of the Sentinels

"Back to the Pentagon."

Walking out of the Army Club, Luke got into the black limousine parked at the door.

He couldn't help but smile when he thought of what he said to fool Rogers just now.

How could S.H.I.E.L.D. not have Captain America?

Build an Avengers cheerleading squad before Nick Fury does.

Then cheer yourself up, shout and cheer, it seems to be a very interesting thing.

If the two armies confront each other in the future, the Chitauri fleet will line up.

Seeing that Thanos, the director of the World Family Planning Commission, has a large number of people, the scene is huge.

When I got here, I was alone.

Isn't it very faceless!

Therefore, recruiting troops and buying horses is imperative.

Apart from Captain America who is considering retiring, Luke is also planning to pull that guy Howard in to fill up the number.

Adding Carter as a management talent can almost form a general framework.

Otherwise, there are only two or three big cats and kittens in the newly established S.H.I.E.L.D., that would be too bleak.

"General, here we are."

Hearing the driver's voice reminding, Luke, who had sketched the blueprint for the future, opened his eyes.

Through the lowered car window, he saw a huge complex of buildings.

The black car drove straight in, passed several layers of access control outside, and came inside.

The establishment of the Pentagon was due to the fact that the Ministry of War was involved in the conflict after the outbreak of World War II, the staff expanded rapidly, and there was an urgent need for a centralized office.

At that time, the Army Department was scattered in various places, such as the National Mall, Maryland, Virginia and other places.

In the event of a traffic jam or a railway outage, there are not enough people to hold a meeting.

After heated discussions at the hearing, Secretary of the Army Henry Stimson almost said, "If I don't pay me, I'll die outside." Congress reluctantly agreed to this reasonable request, and approved the attack near the Potomac River. took a piece of land.

Otherwise, those members of the budget committee might not really let go and nod.

For them, it's okay to be pointed at their noses and scold their ancestors for eighteen generations, but don't blame everyone for turning their faces and denying people when talking about money.

Luke couldn't help feeling a little headache when he thought that the funding for S.H.I.E.L.D. hadn't been applied yet.

He didn't want to imitate the rogue attitude of the Secretary of the Army who wanted money but not life. It would be embarrassing to say it.

"It seems that we still have to seize the opportunity to make money."

Luke stepped out of the car abruptly. The unusually young and unfamiliar face, as well as the epaulets on the straight military uniform with two silver stars, immediately attracted the attention of many people.

This peculiar building with a pentagonal appearance was officially authorized and approved by the Congress in 1941.

It was completed and put into use the year before last, and a huge sum of US$8700 million was invested.

Most of the staff who can enter the interior are mid-to-senior officers of the Ministry of the Army and agencies of the Ministry of National Defense.

Many of them recognized Luke's identity, tried hard to restrain the urge to ask for his autograph, turned around and whispered.

It can be seen that even the officers of the Pentagon have little resistance to the aura of celebrity.

Luke didn't squint, maintaining the aura of a big boss, moving forward all the way.

The lobby on the first floor of the Pentagon is a bank, post office, bookstore, clinic, telegraph office and various shops.

The second floor is called the "Golden Hall" because of the golden carpet in the office building, which is dedicated to various joint meetings.

Luke's office is located on the third floor.

It was the office of the Secretary of Defense and the Department of War, and there was also a "Hall of Heroes" in the corner of the corridor to commemorate the winners of the "Highest Medal of Honor" since the Revolutionary War.

There are more than 3000 bronze medals hanging inside, engraved with their names, hometowns and resumes. They are all outstanding soldiers who made heroic sacrifices in the war.

The photos of Luke himself are hung in the "Memorial Corridor" with Marshall, Eisenhower, and MacArthur for public display.

"General, you are here."

Seeing Luke come in, the female secretary sitting outside the office got up quickly.

"Your guest has arrived."

Seeing the beautiful secretary with blond hair and curvaceous curves, Luke had to lament the corruption of capitalism.

That is to say, he has a firm mind and is not good at women.

Otherwise, if someone else is replaced, who can stand it.

With the temptation of uniforms and the importance of military aircraft, it is difficult not to learn from Clinton and build a zipper door.

Luke secretly cursed, nodded with a smile, and pushed open the door of the side conference room.

Inside sat a short middle-aged man who looked like a dwarf.

The other party sat peacefully on the chair, with a somewhat disturbed look on his face.

"Hi, General! I'm Bolivar Teslak."

Seeing Luke strutting and pushing the door in, Bolivar quickly jumped off his chair and greeted him respectfully.

With his height, he had to lean his neck hard to see the young major general's face clearly.

"Keeping you waiting, Mr. Teslak. Please take a seat."

Luke, who sat in the chair, said gently.

He sized up Bolivar without showing any signs. Although he was short in stature and not impressive in appearance, he was actually a giant in knowledge.

Not only is he well-known in biogenetics, he has published many far-sighted papers, especially for the answers to the mysteries of human DNA, and even put forward some incredible views.

Even in the Marvel world where genius scientists are worthless, they can be regarded as number one.

But for Luke, what interests Bolivar is his study of mutants.

This dwarf-like scientist will be the future "father of the sentry".

In a certain timeline, mutants are almost wiped out, and by the way, the source of all evil for human beings is wiped out.

"General Carville, I don't know what you can do to find it?"

Bolivar asked cautiously.

At this time, he had not yet founded Teslak Industries, let alone an internationally renowned weapons expert.

Therefore, facing military celebrities and local war heroes, it is inevitable that they will feel nervous and have no confidence in speaking.

"Mr. Teslak, I have read some of your papers, which are very interesting to be honest."

Luke crossed his fingers, put his elbows on the table, and said lightly: "You think that there is some kind of magical code that opens the door to evolution in human genes. You even claim that in this world, there may be someone more powerful than human beings." A powerful new race."

"General, listen to me! I am definitely not a racist! I am not a Nazi!"

For some reason, Bolivar turned pale with fright, and explained nervously: "I completely disagree with the Aryan superman theory of the mustache head of state, please don't get me wrong! I also donated money to the country during the war Woolen cloth!"

Luke was stunned on the spot. How could he scare the future "Father of the Sentinel" into such a state before he got to the point?

Then, after thinking about it, he understood the reason.

Cutting-edge theories about human race and genetic research these days are easily reminiscent of the extreme racism of the Third Reich.

Presumably Bolivar has suffered such a big loss before, and has suffered the aftermath of the bow and snake shadow.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Teslak, I just wanted to talk to you about 'mutants'."

Luke waved his hand, signaling the other party to relax and not be so nervous.

"I agree with your papers and opinions, so I invite you here."

This time it was Bolivar's turn to be stunned. He couldn't believe that a young major general with a high position would be interested in his own research theory?

"Major General Carville, do you know mutants?"

asked the dwarf scientist cautiously.

"Of course, not only do I know, I've seen it with my own eyes."

Luke smiled slightly. He kept the Hellfire Club in his notebook, and sooner or later he would settle accounts.

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