Marvel's Superman Chapter 43
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The sound of guns shooting kept coming and going. Like a tiger in a herd of sheep, Luke knocked the Nazi soldiers who tried to stop him to the ground.
This time, he didn't hold back!
After all, it still hurts when a submachine gun bullet hits his body.
Luke pinched the hard helmet into scrap metal with five fingers folded, and the last opponent fell in front of him.
Boom!
He kicked open the door of the meeting room!
A bald man was sitting in the conference room, his eyes full of horror.
A German-made Walther P38 pistol was aimed at Luke, who broke in.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three bullets clearly pierced Luke's German uniform, but no blood flowed out.
"That's it?"
Luke took out the flat slug with his hand and grinned with a friendly smile, "Hello, Mr. Mussolini."
"Who are you? Liberals? Or are you one of those Revolutionary Front guys?"
Mussolini looked at Luke with the gaze of looking at a monster.
'Bullets can't penetrate his skin?'
Luke didn't answer. He went straight over and picked up the Italian dictator as if he were carrying a chicken.
"I'm an Italian..."
Pa!
With a slap on Mussolini, his face immediately swelled up.
This was still the result of Luke's control over his power!
"I don't care who you are, Mr. Benito Mussolini. Please face the reality of your capture. "
With a stern look in his eyes, Luke pushed Mussolini onto the balcony where he often gave his speeches.
Gunfire broke out in Venice Square, causing chaos.
"We are taking over the city of Rome! From this moment on, there will be no dictators! No, Fascist!"
Luke looked down at the crowd below, and his loud voice carried far away.
The sun is shining on his body like a heroic figure from a mythical legend.
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"Telegram! The latest telegram!"
Allied Command in London. The Strategic Science Reserve, which Colonel Phillips sharply reprimanded, was in a gloom state.
Everyone didn't even dare to breathe loudly, fearing to provoke the anger of the Chief again. At this time, the messenger burst in with great enthusiasm.
He was flushed bright red, perhaps too excited, and everything he wanted to say was stuck in his throat. He couldn't spit it out.
"It's ... Captain ... Cavill's telegram!" afterward, a messenger was short of breath, and his face was full of excitement and admiration.
"What's the fuss about? No proper training ... Fuck!"
Colonel Philips frowned, yelling at him first and then reaching for the telegram.
When he saw the content, he couldn't help but burst out with a swear word, completely ignoring the majestic image of being the Chief.
"Italy, Rome, at 2:50 Central European Time. Captain Luke Cavill led the Howling Commandos to capture Italy and Mussolini alive. "
A short sentence made Colonel Philips freeze in place, as if there was a bolt from the blue, exploding in his mind!
The impact of this telegram made him suddenly lose his ability to think, and he was silent for a long while.
"A success ..."
The Colonel muttered to himself.
It was he who asked Luke to lead the Howling Commandos. He made a great plan to help the Allies land in Sicily and raid Rome.
But!
"He actually did it!"
Colonel Phillips was in disbelief and felt that he was in a dream, one that was full of delusions.
In his plan, the best result was actually to sneak into Italy's hinterland and create opportunities for the Allied forces to land ashore.
As for capturing Mussolini alive, it was just a temporary addition. It didn't matter much if it couldn't be done.
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No one expected Luke would give the Allies and Colonel Philips such a great surprise!
"Super soldier ... Erskine did you see that?! Luke is the best super soldier!"
Colonel Philips was so excited that he squeezed the telegram with one hand and pressed the messenger's shoulders with the other. His eyes were a little bit red.
"Are you sure that this news is true?"
If word of this gets out, this matter will boost the Allies' morale!
Strategic Science Reserve will no longer be subjected to harsh criticism from many sides. The pressure will not only be reduced, but its status will also rise!
Everything will be different!
"The telegram is from Rome, Italy! Absolutely true!"
The messenger seemed to be infected, his tone was excited, and his voice trembled.
"There is also a bulletin from the King of Italy deposing Prime Minister Mussolini!"
Immediately afterwards, the messenger added.
"Hurry, inform headquarters! Notify the President! Notify everyone!"
Colonel Philips grabbed the telegram and waved his arm vigorously.
He was right about Luke. The whole world should know about this fantastic event!
The telegraphers were tapping vigorously, sending bundles of electromagnetic waves, and quickly transmitted to various places.
From England to America, from Churchill's office to Roosevelt's White House.
The absurd and unbelievable truthful news was like a flying horse with wings running back and forth across the world.
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