Superman of the American Comics

It was a hard day.

The president was on pins and needles in the Oval Office.

The chief of staff advised him to hide in the underground air raid shelter to avoid the worst result. He didn't even have time to escape.

"Your Excellency, we can't put all our hopes on major general Carville."

He said so.

"What else can we do? Ask the British for help or the Siberian red brown bear? This is not the Third World War. There are no allies. They will only say perfunctory diplomatic words and quietly wait for the collapse of the United States!"

The president took off his glasses and rubbed the red bridge of his nose.

At this moment, he even wanted to learn to hang up the head of state and scold "Mom provokes FAK".

"I can only believe in Superman and create miracles again! At least Boston and Philadelphia have not fallen, and millions of people in New York are waiting for the news of victory."

The president's voice was tired and said seriously, "at this time, if it is reported that the president left the White House and hid in the underground air raid shelter, what should the people in New York think? People may not notice the escaped soldiers, but they will spit on the escaped general!"

The chief of staff had nothing to say but to remain silent.

Since the two atomic bombs were dropped and detonated, not only did the neon island countries have a serious psychological shadow, but the Soviet Union also actively carried out the nuclear industry.

There is no ambiguity on the part of the bald eagle. The military has long established a secret force composed of helicopter pilots and ground crew at Olmsted Air Force Base in Pennsylvania.

They are on standby and shoulder the important task of rescuing the president and cabinet members after a nuclear attack on their homeland.

As long as the white house sends an emergency rescue signal, the force will arrive as soon as possible and escort the president to the underground air raid shelter on Mount weather.

"God bless!"

The president looked out of the window. There was no one above the green lawn.

Air defense sirens have long been sounded to remind ordinary people in Washington, D.C. not to go out.

All this seems to bring people back to World War II!

"Maybe worse than the world war."

The president smiled bitterly.

At least World War II did not really spread to the home base of the United States, which was fighting on other people's territory.

But now, the army of Atlantis may soon appear in Washington, D.C.

As time goes by slowly, the sound of minute hand and second hand walking in the room is particularly clear.

The chief of staff sat back on the sofa with a solemn expression, as if he were going to die for his country immediately.

Jingling! Jingling!

The telephone placed on the big desk suddenly chirped sharply.

The president's arm on the table trembled obviously.

He took a deep breath and picked up the vibrating microphone.

The chief of staff carefully observed the president's expression, looking forward to seeing a glimmer of victory on his wrinkled and tired face.

The voice on the other end of the phone spoke so quickly that he couldn't hear the specific content clearly.

"Minister Nimitz."

The president looked calm and added: "please convey my sincere thanks to major general Carville. He ended a war again! He is a national hero!"

A rather short sentence contains extremely strong emotions.

After putting down the microphone, the president supported the table with both hands.

His chest heaved and his breathing was heavy.

After waiting for several minutes, the president calmed down his excitement, raised his head again and said forcefully, "hold a press conference and tell the people waiting for the news that we have won!"

The chief of staff was stunned. He made sure he heard correctly, waved his arm and gave out a rude cheer.

"I'll do it right away! Your Excellency, in which direction should the speech be written? Should it emphasize the leadership and decision-making of the country, the effective cooperation of the army, or... Major general Carville?"

The chief of staff hesitated after finishing his emotions for a few minutes.

If you highlight major general Carville's achievements, there must be a reward.

How long after the end of World War II, he was promoted to general?

Such a promotion speed is simply a little unimaginable!

"Of course, tell the people truthfully that Superman has once again stopped the war and brought peace to everyone."

The president thought for a moment and gave the answer.

During his tenure, it was always right to have a good relationship with the major general.

As for how to prevent Superman's excessive power, let's leave it to the next person in power.

"By the way, remember to contact major general Carville. He will be the representative for the negotiation meeting in two hours."

The president warned.

Young people love to show off.

I believe Superman is no exception.

The task of negotiating with Atlantis is entirely left to the major general and the Divine Shield Bureau.

……

……

"The land world agreed to negotiate at liberty island on the Hudson River."

Namo held down his seat with both hands and was helpless to accept the cruel reality of losing the war.

News came from the king's city of Bosnia that an explosion had occurred in the trench above, burying a third of the slums outside the protective cover.

To make matters worse, the land people still have more powerful weapons, which are ready to be dropped.

Unless namo leads the army and immediately returns to the city to protect the crystal, he is likely to become a king of subjugation.

Then comes a new headache, that is, Superman may be waiting in the Atlantic for himself.

After careful consideration, namo can only agree to the option of negotiation.

Anyway, the war can't go on for the time being.

He can only go back to the city to replenish his equipment and physical strength, and then consider protecting the crystal and flattening the enemy's military line.

"Damn bastard! Why is a land man so strong?"

Namo cursed to himself.

The thought of seeing Superman later made my chest ache.

He originally decided to let the head of the hammerhead shark tribe do it on his behalf. Unfortunately, the other party's weight is not enough, and he may fall into the disadvantage during the negotiation.

As a suitable candidate, Mr. Xiao said that when he was doing multiplayer sports at night and challenged the limit, he accidentally twisted his waist and was difficult to take the job.

"Fortunately, there are continental shelf oscillators. This is the chip... Ask for the golden Trident, otherwise the king's seat will not be stable."

Namo made up his mind to cheer himself up.

After his last painful failure, Superman left a deep shadow in his heart.

Awaken the talents of mutants, plus the royal blood of Atlantis.

Under the double strengthening, namo has hardly met any opponents and maintained a rare winning streak.

Until I met Superman——

Be hanged!

The end of the winning streak!

One fork through the chest!

Lucky escape!

Originally sitting on the throne and ruling the four oceans, life has taken a sharp turn and become an out and out tragedy.

"Let the army commander take enough soldiers! We just negotiate with the land people, not surrender! We must let the other party see the strong strength of Atlantis!"

Namo whispered.

The clerk in the chamber nodded yes.

Silently in my heart, the rear base camp was almost carried away. Isn't this a surrender?

……

……

Two hours later, Hudson River, Freedom Island.

A giant ship like a sea dragon docked on Freedom Island, which is the exclusive flagship of the king of Atlantis.

The hammerhead shark Legion is strong, and the royal guard is fierce, guarding the crowned namo as if they were the winners.

On the U.S. side, only the Atlantic Fleet, which withdrew from the mainland, and a large number of shocked senior Navy officials.

Where have they seen such a big scene!

The blue skinned Atlanteans rode ferocious and terrible four legged sea animals, showing a fierce breath.

The huge ships, as strong as fortresses, cast shadow outlines that shield the sun, like a sleeping sea dragon.

"Where's major general Carville? Hasn't he arrived yet?"

Nimitz of the Admiralty whispered.

At this moment, only Superman can hold the field!

"Probably still on the way."

Another general replied.

"The land people, the great lord of the seven seas, the ruler of the four oceans and the king of Atlantis ask you, who is the negotiator of the land world?"

The head of the shark army asked in a blunt tone.

Senior naval officer, look at me, I look at you, and I don't know how to answer.

"The negotiator is..."

Nimitz stood up and was interrupted by a restless sound before he finished.

He followed the exclamation of the crowd and looked up at the direction of New York Bay.

A figure appears!

It's Superman!

"Major general Carville, this is..."

Nimitz was puzzled.

He saw the young major general, holding a golden Trident, trampling on the river.

WOW!

The water is rippling!

Like an invisible force, it forcibly separates the surging Hudson River.

A straight passage suddenly appeared!

The brilliant sunlight fell on Luke like a golden glow.

In addition, this scene is like the perfect reproduction of biblical allusions, making him look like a God who came to the world!