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257 Erskine's Gift

"It's crazy, it's crazy." Barry was still muttering something when he sat down, but he had no choice. Under Eric's powerful intimidation, there seemed to be a dead end everywhere. The few sailors at the bottom could know what they could only obey his command like in the past.

I hope this time will be as smooth as the last time the ship grabs - how is it possible?

Even the most ignorant person knows that Italy is a big country with a population of tens of millions. It is a fantasy that just nine people want to seize such a national capital!

But Eric had his ideas.

The country had already had a serious economic crisis as early as 1940. The basic indicators for measuring national strength, steel and coal production, were only a fraction of the production of Britain, the United States, the Soviet Union and Germany during the same period. Coupled with the successive defeats of the Italian army, the wave of domestic strikes rose. In the original history, Mussolini would fall and be overthrown by his own party in just three months.

So the risks they take are not as great as they imagined.

With this understanding, Eric's agitation gradually took effect.

"I will not tell you how stupid the Italians are. Their infantry crossed the Alps and froze thousands to death just because they forgot to equip the military blankets. I will not remind you that the Italians could not beat the North African indigenous people who used cannon machine guns, and that they would run back to the supply station from the battlefield to eat macaroni. I just need you to think about it!"

After pointing out the well-known facts and looking around for a week, Eric said in a stressful tone.

"I just need you to think about it: Is it more worth choosing to fight for our own future than being chased by the enemy during the runaway and killed with shells, or falling into a prisoner-of-war camp and letting his defeated generals take revenge? Even if we just sneak into Piazza Venice in Rome, we will win a much bigger honor than we are now. And we won't give much in this process, there are dissatisfied people everywhere. We just need to find a place to hide for a while, and find a way to return home after the sensation has passed. This is more practical than taking a boat that is not far away."

"Why don't we hide directly and wait until the war is over before returning home?" asked a sailor Qiqiai Ai.

"Then you have to be careful if your wives think you are dead and will remarry with your children when the war is over." Eric replied in a silly manner.

Of course, things were not as simple as he said. The Italian army was not always weak. It did fall a lot in North Africa and other places, but its expeditionary forces captured 100,000 Soviet troops and captured important towns such as Stalino. The marshal who was accidentally attacked was not really attacked by anti-aircraft guns, but was bravely executed in order to intercept the Royal Air Force and ordered ground troops to open fire without distinction.

However, the sailors didn't need to know these situations, they just had to follow Eric to the battlefield.

"Think about it. Guys." Eric was still exerting his rosy tongue. "Think about it, this is a semi-paralyzed country, with Germans standing in front of the strategic location, and his internal defense is not that tight. We can cross our destroyer to seize the German ships, so jumping into the Italian Prime Minister's window from the edge of the square is not a problem. As long as we succeed, we will be the conquerors of Italy! Such things are not without precedent: Cortez once conquered the Aztec Empire with 600 people, and Pizarro conquered the Inca Empire with 180 people, and they can do it in the barbaric New World. Why can't we conquer a weak Italy with nine heroes unexpectedly?"

His words seemed to make some sense, and the sailors were slightly cheered up.

This is a good start. After realizing the psychological changes of his subordinates, Eric constantly described grand blueprints to them, such as the treasure house of Italy, the charming beauty and the heroic status after returning to China. Compared with such a beautiful and intoxicating prospect, the fate of taking risks and lurking in fear and waiting for the pursuit, or finding ways to return to the territory of the Allies and being sent to the battlefield to fight the Germans to the death became much crueler.

"And we are not alone,. It's a rare opportunity, even if no one attends, I'll go alone. I'll recruit my Allies from the strikers and the citizens who have resentment towards society, and even convince some captured Germans to follow me. Even if everything doesn't work, we're caught by the Italians and can still taste their luxury packages, so why don't we try it?"

As soon as his voice came to an end, the loyal Tabert slapped the table.

"I'll join!"

With this sentence, everyone gave up their concerns. It was very dangerous anyway, so it would be better to take a gamble.

After the crowd was in full swing, Tabert took his excited brothers out and Eric smiled behind him.

After contacting Qin, he learned some subtle changes in his actions, so Magneto's ideas also changed.

He decided to lay a little foundation in this era, and although it would not affect the overall situation, perhaps these efforts could still be used seventy years later.

He doesn't want to be the mascot of the military like Captain America. He needs some real power, at least to create convenient conditions for some people who tend toward him. For example, people like Tabert, although their talents are not enough, they are very persevering. If they can always take root in the military and pass on them from generation to generation, they may have an indestructible impact. Moreover, this operation seems difficult on the surface, but with his ability, the confidence to succeed is still very high.

According to the original timeline, after the Battle of Alamein and the Battle of Tunisia, the Italian army surrendered in North Africa is not far away. Today is April 22, and it will officially surrender in mid-May. Mussolini collapsed in July. Now these are just ahead of schedule.

When Eric was studying his new plan on the Italian territorial waters, the rebirth plan was about to reach its end.

In order to invite a senator to watch the experiment in person, senior executives of the Scientific Strategy Corps brought Steve back to New York.

Before that, Carter had a private matter.

As Eric's heir, she rushed to the Army dispatched agency near New York Harbor to complete some procedures.

The fleet was ambushed this time, and the Army and Navy suffered great losses. Many survivors who lived not far away came, including Major McTagoth's family.

After hearing that this was Eric's heir, McTagoth's youngest daughter stared at her, her eyes full of hatred, and her mother called her for more than a dozen times before she retreated.

They probably settled the accounts on Eric, and as the major himself thought, his daughter took her anger on her father's custodian.

Since the reason is not reasonable, Paige ignored others. The more than 100 patents she inherited were of immeasurable value. Fortunately, Eric invested high insurance for himself, and now his insurance money can handle everything.

After completing the procedures, Stark's partner Stan came over to express his grief and submitted a request to purchase the patent. However, Carter declined. Now she was physically and mentally exhausted and would have to take on security tasks for important experiments tomorrow. Now she really doesn't want to delay outside anymore.

So Obadai had no choice but to take his leave.

Back at the legion, Carter entered his room, rested for a while before starting to wipe the photo frames on the table.

Inside the frame is the only photo of Eric. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked quite sunny with a faint smile.

In fact, Eric is not very handsome, but his facial features are just upright, but his calm and confident temperament is reflected from the inside out, which makes people unable to forget it at first sight.

She stroked the photo and was stunning until she was awakened by the knock on the door outside.

It was Dr. Erskine who visited.

"You look better." The doctor said in an elder's tone.

"People cannot always live in the past." Carter laughed. "Since I met Eric, my sighs have become more common. Maybe the Colonel is right, I am not a qualified agent."

"It's enough to be a good person." The doctor shook his head. "Have you ever thought about what to do after the war ends?"

"Of course." Carter was a little surprised, and the doctor rarely talked about this with her.

"I thought about dancing before, and girls probably have this kind of vanity, but Eric left me with a lot of stuff, maybe I would use them to build a foundation to help those who are hurt in war."

"Good idea, so I'll feel relieved." The doctor's voice was very low. Carter didn't hear it clearly and asked him to say it again, but he changed his mouth again.

"It's nothing. I really want to walk around after the war, but unfortunately the Ministry of Defense and the intelligence agencies will not agree." The doctor sighed.

"Isn't the rebirth plan completed soon?" Carter asked. "Can't you leave if the war is over?"

"I only know now that this is just the first stage. Human beings are endless. Even if Germany fails, politicians should find new opponents." The doctor said and stood up, knowing that his depression was difficult to resolve.

"Tomorrow, if unexpectedly, Steve will become a strong man. However, a real hero is never built up by muscles. Inappropriate use of potions may bring about greater disaster."

The doctor murmured to himself. When he walked outside, Carter saw a box the size of a thumb was placed on the table.

"Doctor, your stuff." The female agent hurriedly wanted to chase after him.

Erskine stopped her.

"A little gift from me." He looked a little negative. "Find a way to put it away. If you think it is useful, hide it. If you think it is not good, throw it away. This is my last request."

Turning around, the doctor slowly walked away. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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