The Death Knell

What the three people who passed through the wormhole faced was not what they imagined.

There are no flowery streets or passionate French girls. Even though this is a hidden alley, you can still see huge banners flying on the surrounding buildings.

The red flag hung from the roof, like bloody waterfalls, immersing the city in a strange atmosphere.

From the end of the alley, you can see the road outside. Occasionally, pedestrians pass by, but most of them look numb. These people seem to have accepted the reality that France has been defeated.

There are more soldiers in gray military uniforms on the streets. They look more relaxed, communicate with each other in German, and visit this great city.

France surrendered and Paris fell. This place is located in the hinterland of the German-controlled area. Many German soldiers will come here when they are on vacation.

The romantic capital is more prosperous than Berlin, and the Germans, as victors, love to see their new spoils.

"Well, it seems that French is no longer needed." Monaco leaned his cane on the ground and sighed. Now the few of them were completely deep behind enemy lines, surrounded by Germans.

"I have to talk less, I don't speak German." The doctor made a zipper gesture on his mouth and said to the two of them with a grimace.

"If you still want to find a girl, there are other ways." Su Ming took out a few compressed biscuits from his backpack, which were originally food reserves for field operations: "The life of the French is not easy now, and many young girls He will sell his skin and flesh for food, so you can just exchange it for this."

The doctor and the mage both shook their heads. They wanted to seduce beautiful women in a relaxed environment and prove their charm by normal means, not for such realistic sexual desires.

It was supposed to be a romantic thing, but after making a deal, it was no longer in the mood.

Su Ming put away the dry food and focused on the things outside the alley again.

There are many giant German airships in the sky, and the floors are like houses in the sky. Not only are soldiers active on them, but there are also searchlights and various heavy weapons.

In addition to soldiers, there were also many people wearing black fur coats on the streets. It was too far away to tell whether they were Hydra or Gestapo, but their vigilance was obviously much higher than that of ordinary soldiers.

Every few minutes, a patrol will pass by on the street. They are elite German troops hunting for underground guerrillas. In addition to conventional weapons, they are also equipped with armored vehicles carrying energy cannons, and a five-meter-high anti-attack aircraft. A giant robot that walks on mechanical legs.

I don't know if it's a robot or not, but that thing looks like it has two long legs attached to the chassis of the Rhino assault gun. It looks weird.

There is no turret on the cockpit, but instead there are densely packed weapons, including heavy machine guns, rockets, energy cannons, and even a retractable circular saw as a melee weapon.

The sky was gloomy, and it looked like a storm was about to come. A huge flag hung under the airship and flew through the sky. The citizens of Paris looked at the ferocious war machine passing by on the street with fear.

Ordinary people should be afraid. The circular saw was still dripping with blood. I don’t know when and where they killed someone else.

"哐哐哐......"

The sound of heavy metal footsteps gradually faded away, and the three of them just watched the tall black figure disappear, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"What the hell is all this?"

Holloway spoke first. He frowned and scratched his hair. The mechanical monster just now was filled with a ferocious sense of oppression. He didn't remember that the US military had any terrifying weapons that could compare with it.

Su Ming didn't know the answer to this question. In this world, Germany had all kinds of cheats and any black technology weapons were possible.

Let alone a copycat version of the Sentinel robot, even if an 'Emperor's Baneblade' tank drove up the street for a while, he would have to recognize it.

However, the situation was even worse. When Su Ming was huddled in an alley smoking a cigarette and observing, a row of flying saucers flew over in the low sky. The disc-shaped aircraft had a large German Air Force logo painted on it, which could be clearly seen from the ground. .

There is no sound, no heat, they float quietly over and then away, disappearing from sight in an instant, like ghosts.

Holloway covered his mouth and nose, took a deep breath, and made a clear breathing sound. He began to waver.

Before going to the battlefield, he thought the battlefield was like the recruitment videos he saw in the cinema. Although there was blood and flesh and heavy casualties, it was at least an understandable war.

But now facts have proven him wrong. He can't even understand the weapons of the Third Reich, and an unknown fear envelopes him.

Su Ming didn't plan to say anything. The army would naturally deal with it. As for how to use the 'Mustang' or the 'Spitfire' to fight the flying saucer in the air, that was none of his business.

Besides, there are Captain America and the Torchbearer. Steve should be able to compete with those dozens of flying saucers just 50-50, right?

I guess so......

Su Ming now needs to concentrate on getting Namor back from the opponent's hands and letting him go home to raise fish. Other war weapons pose no threat to Deathstroke. The most important thing is to prevent Germany from making breakthroughs in mutants.

This is the world of superpowers and super soldiers, and they often determine the outcome of wars.

Now that it has been determined that the fragments of Namor are in the hands of the Germans, the locations that the mage explored before should be secret bases. They may be Hydra, or they may be allies of Germany. Anything is possible.

Fortunately, he had tricked a new force into his side, so this task didn't seem so difficult if it was spread among several teams.

"You! What are you doing?"

A group of German soldiers in black leather jackets noticed several people in the alley, and there was a sudden sound of gun bolts being pulled. They looked at the three people with vigilant eyes and gradually surrounded them.

Both the doctor and the mage set their sights on the death knell. Should they fight or go?

Opening the wormhole now might attract the attention of the enemy warlocks, and if he did it, it would attract a large army. Su Ming waved his fingers behind his back to signal them not to be impulsive. They had not been exposed yet.

He looked at the leading officer opposite and observed the logos on his clothes, but except for the skull collar badge, he had nothing on him.

This is easy to handle.

Su Ming signaled the two of them to retreat, and he met the other person, speaking German with a standard Berlin accent.

"Hi! Hydra!"

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and an angry expression flashed across his face, but he still shook his head to signal the soldiers to put down their guns. He raised his right hand and flicked it behind his head, returning a perfunctory salute: "Hi! Hitler!"

Su Ming raised his chin and looked at him with his hands behind his back. He had no intention of taking out his ID and looked extremely arrogant.

The other party breathed violently, blowing out rough air from his nostrils, but in the end he gritted his teeth and held up his big-brimmed hat: "Farewell, I have a mission."

This person seemed to be an obvious die-hard loyalist to the Führer and had no interest in Hydra at all. Originally, Su Ming wanted to use his power to gain some information, but it seemed that there was no chance.

As the small group of enemies left, Holloway understood something.

It seems that Germany is not monolithic now, so there is still a chance, and this also greatly reduces the difficulty of infiltration.

Anyway, if you encounter the secret police, pretend to be Hydra, if you encounter Hydra, pretend to be the National Defense Force, and if you encounter the National Defense Force, pretend to be the secret police.

These waves of people do not belong to each other, and there are always loopholes that can be exploited.

The most important thing is that there are super soldiers like Deathstroke in our team, and he always has a plan. I want to talk about "The Death Knell of American Comics" with more like-minded people, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find close friends~