London, Allied Command.

The secret base of the Strategic Science Reserve Team is filled with a busy and hot atmosphere.

A month passed, and the intelligence departments of the Allies had a fierce confrontation with Hydra.

The spies and agents from both sides are active in important cities in the rear.

Such as Berlin, the Axis camp, and London, New York, and Poland, the Allies camp.

People on both sides kept intercepting each other's intelligence. Although the Strategic Science Reserve gathered elites from the entire Allied Power, the Hydra, which had a hidden action and huge power, was still at a disadvantage.

"Until now, we have not found the exact location of the Hydra base! Where were the captured Allied soldiers sent to? What experiments were being secretly conducted by the German Nazi? We don't know anything!"

Colonel Phillips roared loudly and his stern rebuked echoed in the room, silenced the group of people below.

"In just one month, we sacrificed thirteen agents, and four spies placed in the Axis were discovered... This is the biggest loss that the Strategic Science Reserve has suffered since its establishment! The Allied Command is very disappointed with us! And I am very disappointed with you too!"

Colonel Phillips was furious and he received a call from President Roosevelt yesterday.

Although the person in charge of the White House did not express any opinions on the Strategic Science Legion.

But from the tone, the colonel could hear the vague meaning of accountability.

Originally, the Allies were gradually advancing on the battlefield, and many people felt that the Axis powers were out of their reach.

But no one expected that the Red Skull from the Universe Cube was obtained, and used Hydra's scientific reserves to develop extremely powerful energy weapons and applied them to thermal weapons such as guns and tanks.

Black technology beyond an era has caused the collapse of the Axis powers to stagnate.

The situation of retreating steadily and falling into a disadvantage has also been alleviated.

On the contrary, the Allies began to show fatigue on the battlefield in Eastern Europe, and the defensive front established was even more precarious.

A series of reasons have caused the Strategic Science Legion to be under tremendous pressure.

They have not yet figured out the technical support behind the energy weapons mastered by Hydra.

As for the exact location of the military factory and the secret base, I couldn't even find the shadow.

Hydra's agents have long penetrated the top and bottom of the Allies, making people unable to defend themselves.

This has always been passive in intelligence-led team led by Colonel Phillips.

"Is there any news about Luke?"

After venting his anger, Colonel Phillips turned and looked at Peggy Carter next to him.

He can only pin his hopes on Luke now, and if he raids Rome and assists the Allies in landing in Sicily, the plan to succeed.

Not only will the morale of the Allies be greatly boosted, but the status of the Strategic Science Legion will also rise.

"I received a telegram from Captain Cavill yesterday, and they occupied a naval camp near Sicily. The Allies will land on the shore at 3:40 this afternoon, assisted by the local mafia. This operation is code-named the Trojan Horse!"

Carter meticulously reported.

She didn't expect Luke to do it.

Lead a team to go deep into the enemy's hinterland and raid the leader!

Now, it's only one step away from success!

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Italy, Roman time, at exactly 2:00 pm.

Luke approached Piazza Venice without anyone else, the first thing that caught his eye was the magnificent palace located on the north side of Mount Capitolio.

The most gorgeous building in the Roman city was once the residence of the pope, but later fell into Mussolini's hands.

The dictator often gave speeches to the people gathered in the square on the wide balcony.

The rank of captain, the identity of the Berlin envoy, and the Dum-Dugan standing behind him saved him from being questioned by the patrol guards.

"When will Mussolini meet us?"

Dugan asked in a low voice.

"At four o'clock in the afternoon, wait for him to get up from his mistress's bed."

Luke smiled.

He stood in the square, like a tourist who was enjoying the scenery.

"Manelli and the others should act soon."

Dugan nodded silently.

According to the plan, Jimmy, a sniper, had occupied a commanding height, and assaulter Kenneth also drove a truck and slowly parked on the side of the roadside outside the street.

It carries twenty gunmen carefully selected from the Mafia members and a Maxim heavy machine gun.

Alexandro did not know how much time it took to transport the thing in.

Next, they will attract the attention of the defenders in Piazza Venice, create chaos, and create the most suitable opportunity for Luke.

"You said, will Mr. Mussolini be surprised to see us later?"

At this time, Luke was still calm and still had the heart to joke.

Standing behind Dugan, he couldn't help but admire this calm state of mind that was calm and unstoppable.

Thinking of what happened next, his legs were shaking slightly.

Time passed minute by minute, and it seemed that it was walking very slowly.

"Get in."

Luke showed his military instruction pass and entered the living room of the Venetian Palace.

Just after he disappeared from Piazza Venice, an extremely sudden gunshot broke the peace in the city of Rome.

It was like a huge rock smashing into the calm lake, causing unprecedented riots and turmoil!

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

A harsh whistle sounded, and a team of patrol guards suddenly came out, and the military and police quickly surrounded the entire Venice Square, trying to find the sniper hiding in the dark.

Another series of gunfires roared, assaulter Kenneth lifted the truck's rainproof cloth, and twenty elite gunmen of the mafia came out one after another.

This fierce firepower caught the patrol guards of Rome off guard.

Kenneth operated the Maxim heavy machine gun according to Luke's order.

A long tongue of flame swept by, and the soldiers and guards who were swarming in fell one after another.

For a moment, it is difficult to break through this big net of death that is intertwined by bullets.

"Protect the leader!"

Luke shouted excitedly and walked out of the living room without hesitation.

At this time, whether it is politicians or guards, they don’t have to carefully distinguish between the enemy and us.

What's more, Luke is wearing a German military uniform with the rank of captain, and this is the best pass.

Ordinary soldiers dared not stop them, and the senior officers did not have any extra time to interrogate and asked him to walk along the stairs.

"Commander! Kenneth can't hold on for long, and he can hold on for up to five minutes!"

Dam-Dugan, who followed closely behind, swallowed, and there were enemies around him.

"Enough!"

Luke took two steps at once and arrived at Mussolini's office floor at an astonishing speed.

The alert here is obviously more severe than outside, and the Italian dictators are protected by Nazi soldiers.

They wore Hydra armbands and were not panicked by the sudden gunfire.

Instead, he protected Mussolini more strictly and maintained basic order.

A strange face like Luke was stopped and questioned as soon as he rushed in, even if he was under the rank of captain from the Third Reich.

"No access! Report your identity!"

Luke was too lazy to talk nonsense, kicked him out, and the Nazi soldier who stopped him was shattered and flew backwards!

Before the remaining team members could react, they were twisted cleanly and neatly.

"Create riots and attract fire!"

Dugan nodded quickly when he heard Luke's explanation.

He took out his pistol and ran to the higher level, and at the same time fired a few bullets downstairs, which attracted more guards.

The dense footsteps echoed in the corridor, and Luke strode forward, shouting "Protective Leader" and "The enemy ran upstairs", while touching Mussolini's conference room.

He had already made complete preparations. The Italian dictator had the habit of having afternoon tea at two o'clock every day and liked to stay in the third conference room on the right side of the corridor.

When the mood comes, he will call his mistress over to vent his vigorous energy that he has nowhere to release.

The sound of gun shooting came one after another, and Luke was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, knocking down the Nazi soldiers who wanted to stop him to the ground.
To be continued...