Superman of the American Comics

A week later, the first batch of receptors transformed by "Walden's blood" were ready.

A total of 321 people, whose blood reacts with red spar, are eligible candidates for the "allied Superman" program.

Now it is settled in a camp outside London, waiting for preliminary tests.

It has to be said that when the state machine starts, everything is quite efficient.

From screening suitable candidates to selecting qualified receptors, the speed is amazing.

"Brigadier general Carville, the next step is the process of transformation. However, I still suggest you and the senior Allied leaders not to have too much hope."

Luke and Stephanie are walking along the Boulevard in Bletchley manor.

Not long ago, news came from the allies that the saint general in charge of the "Aryan Superman" plan took the lead in jumping against the enemy. A stab in the back of the 25-year-old killed the ambitious and ambitious head of state.

Sudden changes led to temporary chaos in Berlin.

The subsequent change of power and the cleansing of power delayed the progress of the third empire.

So that the holy general who finally created the "Aryan Superman" could not immediately expand his advantage.

In this case, the allies are naturally happy to see its success.

I'd like to buy more time. It's best to wait until the Allied Superman army is mass produced.

Therefore, the two camps maintain a delicate balance - it can also be understood that they are in the cooling time of climbing the science and technology tree and trying to explode troops.

"To make a 'tank level' soldier, it takes at least half a month of transformation and a few weeks of high-intensity training before they can officially serve and embark on the battlefield."

Stephanie explained.

"Walden's blood is not like serum. After being injected, it can become a super soldier and become stronger. It has a process of transformation, from the surface skin to the inner muscle fibers, cells and so on."

Luke nodded in understanding.

He is different from the senior Allied leaders who want to see the results urgently.

As the saying goes, haste makes waste.

After years of research in Berlin, three "warship classes" were created. Where can the Allies go quickly.

"As for the cultivation and research work of 'Walden's blood', I found Dr. anim Zola. He was the chief scientist of Hydra, designed powerful energy weapons and had some experience in biology."

As the leader of the strategic science corps, Luke has considerable power and can mobilize a lot of resources.

It was only a small matter to enlist Dr. Zola, who was imprisoned, into the team.

"You don't trust us?"

Stephanie raised her eyebrows. Luke has put a lot of people in the plan of "allied Superman" these days.

For example, Steve Rogers, one of the first recipients.

In addition, Peggy Carter is responsible for deciphering ancient documents - although the other party is British, it seems to prefer the American side.

Now, there's another Dr. Zola.

"This is the reward for rescuing you, Ms. Stephanie. The prime minister promised that the transformation technology of 'Walden's blood' and relevant information should be shared with the strategic science Corps."

Luke looked calm. He was not a volunteer worker who did good deeds without asking for return.

"Well, anyway, I'm just a researcher and can't manage these."

Stephanie shook her head and did not continue the topic.

In fact, she is not very concerned about national interests.

Winning the axis and ending the world war is what Stephanie cares about.

"Brigadier general Carville, your friend Steve Rogers chose to join the Allied Superman program."

The female spy blinked, showed her signature charming smile and said tentatively, "he is a super soldier. He is different. According to my experience, Rogers may have a chance to survive the twenty-four mutation and become a 'battleship'. Don't you feel excited at all?"

"With your Excellency's strength, participating in human body transformation will only become stronger! Maybe you can surpass the 'warship class' and become a more perfect creature!"

Luke shook his head and rejected Stephanie's tempting suggestion.

He said calmly, "I don't need to be Superman, because I am."

Even if you really want to improve yourself with "Walden's blood", you have to wait until Dr. Zola conducts research and confirms that there is no problem.

In the world of superheroes, the poor rely on variation and the rich rely on technology.

But Luke, he's plug-in!

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Two days later, the camp outside London.

Rogers was wearing only a pair of shorts and sitting in a high back chair with his upper body bare.

His hands and feet were tightly tied to limit his ability to move.

"It will hurt, Captain Rogers. And for the first time, considering the consequences of failure, you can choose to give up."

Stephanie, wearing a white coat, pushed the gold wire glasses on the bridge of her nose.

"I can stand it. Come on!"

Rogers took a few deep breaths and said he was ready.

The ambiguous conversation between the two made the atmosphere a little strange.

It's like they are about to play some adult game that is not suitable for children.

"Steve, don't let me down. I'm still waiting to fight side by side with you and raid Berlin."

Luke automatically ignored the previous pornographic chat and stood aside to cheer.

"I'll try my best. If I fail, Luke, remember to take care of Marguerite for me and tell her not to be too sad and find a better man."

Perhaps Rogers was worried that he might not survive and prepared his last words in advance.

"In fact, I've made up my mind. When the war is over, I'll go back to Brooklyn..."

"Shut up! I didn't hear anything. You'd better do these things yourself!"

Luke quickly interrupted the American captain who madly set up the death flag.

Such lines as "go back to your hometown and get married after this war", "wash your hands in a golden basin after the last work is completed", "my child is about to be born", basically speaking, you can determine this person's essentials.

Even if the captain of the United States should be the son of destiny in this period, who knows if Luke's arrival will be like a butterfly flapping its wings.

In case Rogers was knocked out, he was worried that the supreme mage far away in Kama Taj would draw a circle to talk to himself.

"Well, you're ruthless, Luke."

Rogers still didn't understand, said bitterly.

"Gentlemen, are you finished? I'm going to start."

Stephanie, who watched quietly, put on a pair of rubber gloves and took a grain of 'Walden's blood' from the glassware. "

"Good luck, Captain Rogers."

When her voice fell to the ground, she pressed the red spar particles called "Walden's blood" on Captain America's forehead.

It was like a hot soldering iron, burning the skin on Rogers's surface, "hiss" sound was heard, and there were wisps of smoke.

"Ah, ah --"

The sound of pain poured out of my mouth uncontrollably.

Rogers stared round, and the "Walden's blood" branded on his forehead melted slowly and penetrated into his body.

He felt his skin and cells wrapped in lava, emitting an amazing heat all over.

"Brigadier general Carville, you have to control him!"

Seeing that Rogers was about to break free, Stephanie couldn't help looking at Luke.

If you want to subdue a super soldier, this protective measure is not enough.

"Steve, bear it. If you can't resist the pain, you might as well enjoy it."

Luke comforted Rogers and walked to each other.

He stretched out his hands and pressed the muscular spasm, like a strong body treated by electric shock, on the high back chair.

Fortunately, the chair has been reinforced, thickened and made of metal, otherwise it may not be able to withstand Rogers's fierce struggle.

"This is only the first variation."

Stephanie sighed.

When she was in Berlin, she had seen people bite off their tongues, hit their heads against the wall, and even let researchers kill themselves because they couldn't bear the terrible pain beyond human endurance.

"I'm sure Steve can make it."

Luke pressed his hands and fixed Rogers firmly to the chair.

The alien creatures called "brude Zerg" are designed to create war machines, not take lives.

The success rate of the transformation of "Walden's blood" is indeed very low.

But the captain of the United States was a lucky man who was safe even with the injection of serum and had no side effects.

Compare the appearance of the red skeleton, and then think of the little man in Brooklyn, who turned into an American hip.

It can only be said that the gap between people is sometimes bigger than that between people and dogs.

"I hope so."

Stephanie was noncommittal.

She believes that Rogers has the potential of "warship class", and only depends on whether the other party can bear the pain of transformation.