Superman

Just as the Strategic Science Corps embarked on its journey to London, and Rogers was dragged by the senator to be the ambassador to promote national bonds, Luke remained in Brooklyn, New York.

As Carter said, he had other commitments.

After that conversation in the infirmary, Colonel Phillips told Luke an amazing plan with a very high level of confidentiality!

Even with super soldiers leading the team, the difficulty level is very high!

Colonel Phillips handed over the Howling Commandos to Luke for more than just his ability.

As the only two super soldiers in the world, no one is more suitable to execute that plan than Luke!

In other words, the colonel needs him!

Therefore, the idea of ​​​​cultivation will be revealed!

Luke himself was not surprised by this.

This is one of the reasons why he did not hide his excellent performance in the Caspian training camp.

Interpersonal communication in society is essentially the exchange of interests between each other.

Being able to be used by others is also a manifestation of value in a sense.

There is a saying in an internet joke from my previous life: "Since I became a waste, no one can use me anymore." While it made me laugh, it actually makes sense when you think about it.

As the super soldier project ended in failure, the status of the Strategic Science Corps significantly declined.

Funds have been cut, personnel have been transferred, from the rear to the front...

This series of actions shows that Colonel Phillips is no longer thinking of ways to make the Strategic Science Corps demonstrate the necessity of its existence.

Then, it is likely to face being abolished.

This is not alarmist.

The allocation of all resources during war must be based on value and efficiency.

"So in order to restore the status of the Strategic Science Corps, did the colonel let me lead the Howling Commandos? I thought my personality was strong enough to conquer any plot character on my own."

Luke was lying on the big bed in the hotel, looking at the neat military uniform hanging on the hanger.

"Captain Cavill."

He muttered, with a smile on his face.

This is one of the benefits given by Colonel Phillips, and it is also to facilitate the leadership of the Howling Commandos.

Otherwise, who would be willing to accept a recruit and become his immediate boss?

It took Luke less than a month to go from being a third-class private in the army to being promoted to lieutenant.

It can be said that the speed is amazing!

"If I really accomplish the tasks assigned by Colonel Phillips, let alone a captain, I'm afraid it's not impossible to become the fastest-promoted school-level officer in history. If I am determined to develop, I might be able to learn from Eisenhower.

Will, move into the White House."

Luke's thinking continues to diverge, sketching a beautiful blueprint for the future.

After a while, he couldn't help but laugh out loud and laughed at himself: "It seems that I thought a little too far."

This young man, who was promoted to captain and was about to lead the Howling Commandos, got rid of unnecessary distractions and returned to the issue of his own abilities.

"I am Superman now - albeit a low-end version."

Luke opened the character panel and looked at the data displayed on it.

The power he possesses is similar to that of Superman when he first came out.

In terms of speed, it can run faster than a car at full speed, punch through a thick steel plate with one punch, and it is easy to capture the bullet's trajectory with dynamic vision.

The muscle density far exceeds that of ordinary people, making it difficult for ordinary small-caliber bullets and cold weapons to cause fatal damage to Luke.

It can be said to be an invulnerable body of steel - regardless of heavy firepower weapons.

"The upper limit of the Superman template for LV1 civilians is probably to evolve their physical fitness to the point where they can catch bullets with their bare hands and block cannonballs with their physical bodies."

Luke thought about it. If he wanted to unlock "flight" and "heat sight", he would need the Superman template of the LV2 warrior.

"It feels like when Superman first appeared, he was not that powerful. It was not until later that his abilities became more and more perfect - so powerful that he could destroy the six-dimensional universe with one punch!"

Seeing the many Superman templates waiting to be unlocked in the consciousness space, Luke suddenly felt that one day he might be able to evolve to that point.

"A world without Batman and Kryptonite would be wonderful..."

With this thought, Luke closed his eyes and fell asleep.

…

…

Brooklyn, Old Joseph's Tavern.

When Luke walked in, the people he had arranged to meet were already sitting in the corner.

"Timothy Aloysius Cadwallader-Duggan...my God! What a long name you have! I'd better call you Damtan-Duggan!"

Luke waved for a glass of dark beer, pulled out a chair and sat down.

He didn't make too many pleasantries, nor did he deliberately show enthusiasm.

Dugan is a typical soldier, with strong features and an upturned beard.

After seeing that his commander was a guy who was a little too young, his expression was a little gloomy.

Because on a battlefield full of dangers, the word young often means not having enough experience and not having experienced several wars.

It also means that leaving your back to such a person would be a very bad thing.

"Captain Cavell... you were promoted very quickly. I heard that a month ago you were promoted to third class private."

Dugan sneered. In his opinion, Luke must have gotten into some kind of relationship to become a second-generation gilder.

Otherwise, how could a new recruit in the army rise to the top in one fell swoop and be directly promoted to a lieutenant officer!

Moreover, Dugan has not heard of any amazing achievements and achievements of the other party.

Just looking at his resume, it can be said that he is completely blank.

"I would rather you call me sir."

Luke had a smile on his face and didn't look angry at all.

He turned his head, looked at the other person sitting next to Dugan, and said softly: "Colonel Dinu Manelli Phillips said you are a disguise genius and a master of fighting. I am looking forward to your performance."

"And you, Jimmy! Kenneth! Zeref..."

Luke named these people one by one.

He had read the information about the members of the Howling Commandos beforehand and had a preliminary understanding of the team.

"I am your commander and the commander of the Howling Commandos. At least until you receive new orders, you must obey my dispatch and obey my instructions."

Luke leaned back in his chair and said in a casual tone.

He doesn't have that much time to build a good relationship with a group of soldiers who have high aspirations.

"Captain Cavell, we are soldiers and we will obey orders."

It seems that Dugan is the leader of this team. He took the lead in confronting Luke, "But we only respect capable people, not..."

"You want to say that I look young and not qualified enough. I am obviously a new recruit, but I still want to pretend to be very dignified in front of you?"

Luke interrupted Dugan rudely, and the smile on his lips became gentler, "I heard that you are proficient in combat and firearms. You once went deep behind enemy lines alone and took down a German action team?"

"That's right. After that time, everyone called me 'Dumtan'."

Dugan held his head high and said proudly.

DUM bullets are a type of gun bullet made in the UK, commonly known as "splash bullets" and "shrapnel bullets". They are famous for their astonishing lethality.

Because being shot will cause unbearable pain to the human body and is too cruel, later international organizations have repeatedly applied to ban the use of such bullets.

Since Dugan has such a title, it shows how powerful he is.

"To be honest, I originally wanted to compete fairly with you to prove that I am not what you thought. But then I thought about it, it is unfair in itself for me to compete with you."

Luke shrugged, picked up the dark beer on the table, took a sip, and said with a smile: "So, I will be more direct next time, so that you can know why I became a captain from a recruit, and why I became a captain. Lead the Howling Commandos."

"However, I hope you won't be afraid of the scenes you will see later."

"Hahaha, Captain Cavell, we are all soldiers who have experienced battlefield fighting and survived hell! We will not be afraid!"

Dugan held his stomach and laughed exaggeratedly.

He just felt that Luke was bluffing. What terrible scene could scare him?