Superman of the American Comics

"Major general Carville, I have received orders from general Nimitz. Now the fleet belongs to you."

The helicopter landed on the open deck. Captain block of the second fleet came up against the strong wind of the propeller.

The Secretary of naval operations did not lose Superman's face.

Even if the other party belongs to the Army Faction, it is a good opportunity to challenge.

"Give me face... It can become my mantra in the future."

Luke took off his sunglasses and was satisfied with his interpersonal relationship.

This is also a manifestation of personality charm.

"The two aircraft carriers that were raided by Atlantis yesterday are the Lincoln and the Stannis."

When Captain Bullock received the order, he cooperated with Luke's inquiry.

"According to the soldiers' report, it was 4:20 p.m. the weather on the sea suddenly became very bad, with lightning and thunder, dark clouds sweeping, and dozens of meters of waves."

Luke narrowed his eyes. This way of creating a wave of atmosphere and brewing the effect can be said to be very namo.

It's similar to magneto. You can lose a fight, but you can't lose your momentum.

They all belong to the kind that takes a lot of special effects.

"Then a man boarded the deck. He claimed to be the king of Atlantis and said a lot of... Inaudible nonsense."

Captain Bullock scratched his head. It was stormy and the sailors were busy taking the plane on deck back to the hangar without paying attention.

"Later, the man became angry. A group of tall soldiers with blue skin appeared from under the water. Their weapons are more advanced than ours. They can shoot light and freeze people into ice."

"And our carbine bullets can't break through their armor."

Luke nodded. The technology of Atlantis is ahead of the current earth, at least for an era.

However, it is a high-tech civilization. The national system is almost backward with wakanda, with a clear and strict hierarchy.

The standard of selecting a king depends first on blood, followed by strength.

If Atlantis had few royal family members and fewer lineal blood, it would not be possible to get the hybrid namo in turn.

"Atlantis soon took control of the two aircraft carriers. Many sailors tried to resist, but there was no effect. The first man on the deck was namo Mackenzie. He was like a super soldier with boundless power!"

Captain Bullock recalled the sailors' frightened expression and couldn't help looking at Luke. The young major general was a super soldier and the best one.

He paused and continued, "the man lifted a bomber into the sea with his bare hands and destroyed the rest of the aircraft and the engines of two aircraft carriers with a trident."

"As a result, the Lincoln and Stannis are still stranded on the sea and cannot return to the dock for maintenance."

Luke waved his hand and said it was a small matter. "Captain block, I'll take the two aircraft carriers back later."

An aircraft carrier is about tens of thousands of tons. It may be difficult to carry it, but it's not a big problem to push it back as a humanoid engine.

Luke's current peak strength remains at about 500 tons.

With full strength, it can reach 1000 tons.

And that's not the limit.

In theory, he grows every day.

Howard, who once gave him the test, was devastated by his incredibly strong body data. He couldn't imagine that human beings could evolve to this extent.

Luke always remembered the shocked eyes of iron man's father, and then said to him, "you must live very hard and be careful in everything you do for fear of damaging those concrete walls and reinforced concrete buildings."

But he soon broke Howard's brain patch and replied, "No. everything has a biological force field."

Then the conversation ended.

"Thank you, major general Carville."

Captain Bullock's brow curled. He was a little confused.

Can the young major general standing in front of me repair the aircraft carrier engine?

Or is the other party going to fly directly to the dock and bring back a maintenance team?

Even if he tried to break his head, the captain couldn't guess. Luke took a simpler and rougher method.

"Captain, how many aircraft carriers can the second fleet use?"

Luke stood on the deck and immediately became the focus.

The sailors and pilots who heard the news stared at him with admiration and awe.

"There are three more ships that can be put into use immediately."

Captain Bullock hesitated.

He didn't know what Luke wanted, but he easily gave the aircraft carrier battle to an army major general. He always felt that the risk was very high.

If Chester Nimitz, the leading elder brother of the Navy, had not called, the captain, who is famous for his steadiness, might not have handed over the command.

"OK. Then you order them to drop torpedoes into the target area of the Strait of Gibraltar."

Luke's eyes twinkled, determined to pay namo back.

Torpedo bombing is probably to ignite a detonator at the door of Atlantis.

It may not hurt the huge city located at the bottom of the sea, but it will certainly harass the angry namo.

"Torpedo?"

Captain Bullock was puzzled.

"Can this work? Those Atlanteans don't live at the bottom of the sea. Torpedoes should be no threat to them."

Luke didn't say much. He said with a confident smile, "whether the plan is effective or not depends on the implementation."

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Atlantis, Bosnia.

This is the center of the four oceans and the highest Holy Land in the eyes of marine life.

The magnificent city stands at the bottom of the sea and retains the mysterious atmosphere of ancient civilization.

The huge stone pillars stand tall and support the magnificent square dome.

Many blue skinned Atlanteans rode seahorses or shuttle ships to form a gorgeous light belt around the capital.

Under the deep sea, it is not as dark and cold as people think.

Those colorful algae, or huge jellyfish, emit charming light and reflect dreamy colors.

All this is destined to be hard for mankind to see.

Enter the center of the city through the huge water film covering Bosnia.

You can see an extremely gorgeous palace and castle, and many armed guards patrol back and forth.

Powerful high-pressure water cannons were set up at sentries everywhere.

Once an outsider breaks in, there will be the fiercest fire attack.

In the conference hall of the palace, namo, holding a trident, leaned against the throne.

His eyebrows were tightly screwed up, and his face revealed negative emotions such as irritability and impatience.

The many robed nobles standing at the bottom are the Presbyterian Church of Atlantis.

They repeated the same boring rules, and namo on the throne could almost smell a rotten smell.

It's ridiculous that an ancient civilization that has been inherited for tens of thousands of years still holds the rules set by its ancestors!

Thinking of the evolution in Mr. Shaw's mouth, namo was even more tired of looking at the Presbyterian.

"Your Majesty, we should not communicate with the land world! Let alone in a bad way that may provoke war!"

An old atalanti robed aristocrat showed a look of sadness, as if namo had done something treacherous.

"Atlantis has always adhered to the tradition of seclusion and closure for a long time, so as to better preserve itself and avoid unnecessary incidents."

"But, your majesty, for what mutant, you took the initiative to expose the existence of Atlantis!"

"Even use war as a threat! Do you really want to involve your people in the war for a group of aliens who have nothing to do with Atlantis?"

Namo snorted heavily and said loudly, "will Atlantis lose to the land world? We have far more scientific and technological strength than them and occupy 70% of the vast territory of this planet!"

"Why did the Atlanteans hide? We are stronger than the land people. They should be afraid and bow down to us!"

The robed nobles were in an uproar. Ignoring the etiquette of kings and officials, they began to accuse namo and regard him as a madman.

Since Atlantis sank into the Atlantic Ocean, they have rarely set foot on land.

On the one hand, leaving underwater for a long time will make Atlantis very uncomfortable and even coma;

On the other hand, the great disaster of the change of the continental plate left a deep psychological shadow on them.

"We don't have to plunder land and resources! War is meaningless, your majesty!"

The robed nobleman admonished.

"Of course it makes sense. Let the land people know our existence, understand our strength, and worship Atlantis as a god! Isn't that enough?"

Namo's mouth provoked a cruel smile. He thought Mr. Xiao was right. The process of evolution was always accompanied by fighting and extinction.

Survival of the fittest, this is the law of nature!

"Your Majesty..."

The robed nobleman wanted to say something, but he vaguely heard the continuous explosion.

Namo, who had better hearing, frowned and made a slight effort on his legs, like a sharp arrow, directly rushed out of the palace.

He didn't want to listen to a bunch of old guys for a long time, so he took the opportunity to leave.

Breaking through the huge water film that protects and hides the city, namo is going all the way up.

The violent explosion became more and more clear, and the disordered water flow formed fine vortices of different sizes.

"Damn land man!"

Namo turned up angrily. He saw the bodies of fish floating on the sea.

Boom!

Swing your legs and accelerate suddenly!

Namo with Trident broke the water directly, like a God, standing in mid air!