In London, the Strategic Science Reserve received terrific news about the Soviet Union's disastrous defeat and heavy losses and the suspected emergence of super soldiers in Berlin.

After successfully destroying Hydra's headquarters, Colonel Phillips took the Howling Commandos and took the initiative to stay, integrating the advanced technology and various resources left by Red Skull. ​​

Luke took Rogers, Carter, and others to return to London first.

Red Skull was declared dead in people's eyes, Hydra fell apart, and the Valkyrie project to destroy half the world was stopped.

This battle is like an early conclusion.

Even Luke didn't think that the Axis Powers could turn over!

In a deluxe suite in the hotel.

'How could a terrifying monstrous entity lose so miserably? ... the enemy has Superman. '

Luke closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

According to the British military report, there are three humanoid creatures suspected of being super-soldiers in Berlin.

To be more precise, the 'super soldier' in the British population should refer to an enhanced type like Luke, not a typical kind like Rogers.

With an open rear in Berlin, these three men alone broke up hundreds of thousands of Soviet troops ...

It was incredible!

The First Belarusian Front, commanded by Soviet Marshal Zhukov, assaulted Berlin from the south and was met by some ordinary German soldiers.

The oppos' eyes could release destructive energy beams and directly blow up the tank fleet with their power, piercing the Soviet army and forcing countless people to surrender and become captives!

The above was the contents of the telegrams sent by the Soviet Union.

"How did this happen?"

Rogers was dumbfounded when he saw the telegram. Are super soldiers so ordinary?

How can the Axis Powers start producing them? And there are three at once!

"I don't know, but the British Prime Minister, Winston Churchill, will meet with us this afternoon. So, we'll see what he says. "

….

Two Days Ago

Germany.

The finger holding the trigger trembled and couldn't pull down.

Even the Third Reich ruler, the madman who provoked the world war, couldn't calm down in the face of death.

"Schmidt, that scum!"

The Führer lowered his pistol and scolded angrily.

The dream of European domination was shattered. What else can he do?

Did he have to rely on Sebastian Shaw's monsters?

However, the Auschwitz concentration camp had long been breached by Allied forces.

Sebastian Shaw, that disgraceful guy, took his mutants and slipped away without the slightest resistance.

"Traitor! Scum!"

The Führer cursed that bitch again.

The thought of being surrounded by a bunch of douchebags made him bitter.

Instead of being humiliated and tortured as a failure or meeting an executioner, killing himself was better!

The Führer raised his pistol in anger and pointed it at his temple.

Just as he was about to pull the trigger, the door burst open.

"Führer! The miracle weapon! The miracle ... has been built!"

The soldier in the German uniform and wearing a red swastika armband said.

"And! The Allied troops were defeated! Just now, the Third Reich won a great victory!"

The sudden good news almost made the Führer's eyes pop out.

The Walther pistol was aimed at his temple, but he dropped it in a hurry.

Those dim eyes rekindled the flame of ambition.

"Repeat it! Did we defeat the Soviets? How did this happen!"

The Führer wrinkled his brow and asked.

The Germans, who grew up in the snow and ice, approached Berlin's walls, which was a turnaround?

"We also have a 'Superman'! The 'Aryan Superman' of the Third Reich!"

The soldier seemed to be in a frenzy. He excitedly said, "Someone has succeeded! General Sankt completed the project and created the perfect Aryan Superman! His name is Markus Jung!"

[TNote: These two names weren't anywhere in the Marvel universe, but Über comics universe .]

"He's like a tank - no, a bomber! No one can stop him, not even the Soviets!"

When the Fuhrer heard this, he couldn't help but stand up and put his hands on the table.

Despite his small stature, he exuded an aura of authority.

"Good! Let the General come and see me as soon as possible! And... I want to know for myself if the Aryan Superman of the Third Reich matches the perfect image I have in mind. "

Confirming the news of the Soviet Union's defeat, the Führer swept away his depressed attitude and revived his strength.

"It's just ... it's a pity, Eva. "

Glancing at his dead lover, the Führer came to grief and symbolically squeezed out a few tears.

For the ambitious, power is a wine that can be enjoyed at the first sip, and beauty is just a cherry on top of the cake.

Without the former, life is meaningless.

If only the latter is possible, the same will apply.

"General Sankt ... is the hero of the Third Reich. "

The Führer was dancing around like a curly-haired baboon with a banana.

The 'Aryan Superman' project, also known as 'Fount of Life,' was initially just an ethnographic experiment.

The primary purpose is to create a 'superior race' by allowing the so-called SS elite to have relationships with young blondes and blue-eyed women.

Later, with the formal establishment of Hydra...

This plan changed.

The goal was to create super soldiers and help the Third Reich conquer the world.

It was presided over by one of the confidants of the Fuhrer, General Sankt.

As the experiments continue to fail, the Führer has long lost faith in an Aryan Superman.

He didn't expect the Third Reich to collapse, and at the last moment, the plan succeeded!

"The Allied Superman ..."

The Fuhrer ruthlessly looked at the newspaper on the desk, and the most conspicuous headline and the picture was a photo of Luke standing in a Brigadier General's uniform.

"The Third Reich will rule the world! It's time for the Allies to tremble!"

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