At the camp outside London,

A rather fiery ideological atmosphere prevailed as a group of men could be seen practicing. ​​

Luke took Dr. Zola with him and stood on a hill not far away.

Those soldiers who had been successfully transformed have undergone tremendous changes in height and physique.

Looking at strong men with a height of two meters, wearing a white short-sleeved T-shirt,

The very obvious outlined bulging muscles.

Luke was worried that their overdeveloped muscles would tear their clothes and then stage a sudden burst of exciting scenes.

This was a week after the implementation of the 'Allied Superman' program. Over three hundred people were the first recipients, and only twenty-six people managed to survive three mutations.

As for the twenty-fourth variations, the 'battleship-class,' only Captain America did it.

In Stephanie's words, 'Captain Rogers is the most amazing test subject I have ever seen.'

But even after several painful transformations, they weren't ready for the battlefield.

Just yesterday, an inflated soldier felt so powerful that he tried to lift a jeep parked in the camp.

Before he could do so, the whole man's skin ruptured, and his bones broke. He was mercilessly crushed into a pulpy mass by the jeep.

Stephanie specifically explained this accident. Now, those soldiers were like half-built planes. Trying to take off forcibly would only cause the body to collapse.

It takes a period of training and adaptation to become a real 'tank-class' and 'battleship-class' soldier.

"Dr. Zola, you have been involved in 'Wöden's Blood research for quite some time; how much do you know about the composition of the red crystals and the principle of transforming the human body?"

Luke looked out into the distance, his mind floating.

Allied Command has sent word that three "battleship-classes" have been deployed from Berlin, leading an army and forming battle squadrons.

Right now, no one on the battlefield can stop them.

According to the information obtained by the Strategic Science Reserve, Siegmund's battle squadron is advancing to the east.

Although at the beginning of the battle, the Soviets stubbornly held their positions.

However, due to the heavy losses of soldiers and weapons, they had to retreat.

Siegfried's battle squadron recaptured Ploiesti and secured the Third Reich's oil supply.

This made Axis powers, which had already lost momentum, appear to have seen a glimmer of hope for a rise.

Sieglinde's battle squadron was active in Free-French territory, and the entire force, led by an Aryan Superman, penetrated the Allied defensive lines and pushed straight to Paris.

Two days ago, Charles de Gaulle made a public speech on the radio.

He said that he would insist on resistance, never retreat, and will liberate France.

Despite the official rhetoric, the situation of the Allies wasn't optimistic, and they are losing ground on the battlefield.

Luke reckoned it won't be long before the Allies send someone to invite him over.

After all, saying a lot of pretty words aren't as effective as taking practical actions.

If Berlin's 'battleship-classes' continues to advance without any obstacles, London might as well surrender with a white flag.

"Brigadier-General Sir, the composition of those red crystals is very odd and can't be fully analyzed for a while. Although the synthesis process is simple, the yield is low, and the cultivation time is about six months."

Dr. Zola was respectful, like an intern who reported to his boss, "It has the effect of stimulating the body's cells and catalyzing growth, but because the process is relatively straightforward and brutal, it can cause a degree of painful reactions from the subject."

"For you, General, the effect of Wöden's Blood is almost negligible."

"If an ordinary man is a bowl, and a super soldier like Captain Rogers is a barrel, then you are the ocean."

"The first two could widen the amount of water they can carry through external forces, but you don't need it at all."

Luke gladly accepted Dr. Zola's praise and felt that this Hydra chief scientist could become a top-notch employee.

He speaks well and is efficient. He is a talented person who was worth collecting.

"However, Brigadier-General Sir, I have other findings."

Dr. Zola looked up and glanced at him and found Luke's face calm, unable to see any specific emotion.

Flattery and compliments wouldn't easily impress the young General, so it was better to show one's ability.

Then, Dr. Zola said, "After deciphering the ancient document brought by Ms. Stephanie and referring to the three 'battleship-class' in Berlin, I have a bold idea."

"Perhaps Wöden's Blood's true purpose isn't to strengthen the body, but to transform cells into a more efficient medium for storing energy."

"That's why the Aryan Superman in Berlin was able to unleash an amazingly destructive energy attack directly through his eyes."

"However, due to the low conversion rate of the energy stored in the body cells, the absorption couldn't keep up with the output, and even the 'battleship-class' could only last for eight hours in combat."

Luke nodded with a satisfied smile on his lips.

Dr. Zola's idea is fascinating and maybe the closest to the correct answer.

"If I want you to improve it a little bit, ignore the strengthening of the human body and focus on increasing the energy conversion rate of the cells in the body. Can you do that?"

Luke asked in a gentle tone.

He had long wanted to develop Superman's heat vision ability, and 'Wöden's Blood' is just the thing to do it.

There's no need to bask in the sun quietly. Sometimes using external force was a good idea.

Dr. Zola thought for a moment, then nodded his head and said, "No problem."

With the help of that ancient document, it isn't tricky to fulfill Luke's request.

"However, Brigadier-General Sir ..."

Hydra's chief scientist hesitated, reminding, "'Wöden's Blood' stimulates the human body with side effects, it shortens the life cycle, and the more you use the ability, the more it consumes."

The ancient 'Brood' developed 'Wöden's Blood' technology to produce war machines.

They didn't want to create a new and perfect, superhuman race.

Therefore, it's reasonable that it had defects.

"Don't worry about it, Dr. Zola."

Luke didn't have any reaction after hearing that.

Although he didn't know how long the Kryptonians' natural life span is, he thought it would be no less than that of Asgardians, who often lived over a thousand years.

For humans, a few decades may account for most of their lives.

But in the eyes of other races, this may be just a short period.

'If Kryptonians were determined to survive, they may have lived long after the planet exploded."

This thought flashed through Luke's mind. But the idea of this planet beneath the feet was likely the heart of one of the cosmic entities, Eternity; an explosion wasn't too realistic.

"Rogers is a stubborn guy."

Accepting the 'Wöden's Blood' transformation and shortening the life cycle isn't a big problem in Luke's opinion.

However, for Captain America, who is a normal human being, it was worse.

Luke also especially reminded Rogers before taking part in this project.

Unfortunately, the latter didn't choose to back down.

"I want to see the results as soon as possible."

Luke said indifferently as he collected his thoughts.

There isn't much time left for him and the Allies.

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