Marvel's Superman

Chapter 86 - 084 Unlimited Super Soldiers: Woden's Blood

Underground base, London.

A few days later, in the Prime Minister's office. ??

One of the Allied Forces heroes, Stephanie, changed into a long green dress, carried a briefcase, and sat in a chair.

Next to her is Brigadier General Cavill, who is sitting upright.

This time is different; even those senior staff were excluded.

There were only three people in the office.

"Good work, Stephanie. "

The Prime Minister poured a glass of wine and handed it to the female spy who had been lurking in the enemy's lair for years.

"You are MI6's finest, and I have heard of you for a long time. As it turns out, you did create a moment of relief for the Allies, saving us from the horrors created by those monsters in Berlin. "

"Recently, I heard that many legislators were afraid to go out, only staying at home. They didn't even go to the Parliament Hall. Because, these cowards are afraid of Hitler and his demons would suddenly fall from the sky, lift the roof and hang them all from the street lamps!"

The Prime Minister said in a humorous and sarcastic tone, which eased the office's heavy atmosphere.

"No, Prime Minister. "

Stephanie took the glass, took a sip, and spoke with a smile, "Those Aryan Supermen who have been created, at most, they could only move within the scope of the Third Reich for the time being. "

"I participated in this project and knew their shortcomings. An Aryan Superman couldn't fight too long. The weakness of the 'tank-class' is their eyes. There is also heavy firepower, such as rocket-propelled grenades and anti-tank weapons. The more 'battleship class' one's fight, the more tired and weaker they get. "

"According to the experimental report, the limit of the latter is almost 8 hours. Every time they start a full-force battle, they would have to take a period of rest to recover later on. "

"So, for the moment, the Germans are holding their ground at best. But -- after they have accumulated enough troops, that would be the beginning of a disaster!"

Hearing Stephanie's answer, the Prime Minister didn't know whether to be happy or afraid.

He turned his attention to Luke, who was sitting opposite him. He heard that the young Brigadier General had personally eliminated a 'tank class' Aryan Superman.

This news excited the top leaders of the Allies and effectively dispelled the fear of the frontline soldiers.

The defeat of the Soviet army has caused many people to become pessimistic.

Luke's victory became a valuable source of publicity for the Allies!

"I haven't fought with a 'battleship-class' yet, so I don't know their strength. "

Luke guessed the Prime Minister's thoughts, trying to ask him to directly fuck over all the Aryan Supermen, which was simply unrealistic.

Hundreds of 'tank-classes,' plus three 'battleship-classes' of unknown strength, will probably drain himself dry!

Besides, he didn't have an obligation to fight for the Allies.

The brave and fearless super-soldier is only a superficial persona, and it is not advisable to enter the 'character' too profoundly.

"I'm sure Stephanie still has more critical information. Otherwise, the Germans wouldn't have to hunt her from Berlin. "

Luke threw the question to the female spy next to him.

"Yes, I can help the Allies and make superhumans!"

Stephanie said word for word.

Once the heavy news was announced, the Prime Minister's office fell into a brief silence.

"Does that mean the … Allies could have Supermen too?"

A moment later, with a click, the cigar in the Prime Minister's hand fell on the table.

"I was placed in the Norwegian research group in 1941 when I was undercover as a biologist, 'Freya Bergen.' "

Stephanie said in a soft voice, "After Berlin recognized me as a Nazi supporter, they recruited me into the Aryan Superman project. "

"There is no need to tell you the rest of the story. All in all, I managed to break into the core and get access to these --"

Stephanie opened the briefcase, and besides a document, there was a glass vessel containing many unusual red crystals.

The color was very vivid, like crystal clear blood coral.

Woden's Blood!

…

"What a strange smell. "

Luke, who was sitting next to her, frowned slightly.

He felt very unstable and dense energy from the irregular pile of red crystals.

It was like a powder keg that would explode at any time, making people feel it was perilous.

This is an intuitive response that came from the heart.

"This is?"

The Prime Minister looked at Stephanie and asked doubtfully.

He thought he was going to see a stack of detailed lab reports or documentation.

"It's the only way for the Allies to defeat those monsters. "

Stephanie took another sip of wine. It seems that this female spy had been lurking in Berlin for a long time and got into the habit of drinking -- but it is understandable.

Every undercover agent lurking in the enemy's base camp was under tremendous psychological pressure.

They live among enemies and pretend to be the other side, incorporating the false identity into their daily lives.

It wasn't easy.

"The Germans call this stuff 'Wöden's Blood,' which is necessary to transform ordinary people into super soldiers. "

Stephanie explained in detail while drinking.

"These red crystals are crystalline polymers that are gradually produced during a special fermentation process, so think of them as vegetables in a field. In other words, it takes time for 'Wöden's Blood' to grow, and it wouldn't just come out of thin air. "

"The good news is, before I left the factory, I blew up all the containers containing Wöden's Blood. It would take a lot of time for the Germans to rebuild another facility. "

"But the bad news is that General Sankt, who is in charge of the Aryan Superman project, is a strict and careful man. So, there will be surplus reserves to keep the damn project from going completely bankrupt!"

The Prime Minister took a puff of his cigar; he gazed at the red crystals in the glass vessel and asked, "So you know how to make synthetic … 'Wöden's Blood'?"

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