Chapter 107 I didn’t expect it, here I am!

  My name is Erich von Ludendorff and I am 53 years old. He lives on Karl Marx Boulevard in Berlin and is married. Work overtime every day until the early hours of the morning. I don't smoke, the wine is only a taste. Do not sleep at night, sleep for 3 hours a day. Before going to bed, I must yell emperor William Long live a hundred times, and then issue a 20-minute frontline report, go to bed, and immediately fall asleep. As soon as it dawns, save fatigue and stress until the next day. The doctor said that there is only the second empire in my head!

As the army director of the Second German Reich, Ludendorff felt that no one could do his job better than himself, punching Italy and stepping on Tsarist Russia. If Falkenhain was not a nasty critic, how many people would the Tsar come, How many people can be destroyed by himself.

Since the start of the war, he has tried his best to achieve victory, all the way to the north and south, but as he went further and further, he found that the victory seemed to be away from him. The German Army and Air Force had won countless battles in the past few years, but the enemy Not only did it not decrease, but more and more. At the beginning, it was only Europeans. Later, Americans, Africans, and Asians all joined in. Not only were foreign enemies surrounded, but Germany was also full of contradictions, party parties, and even more. Various princes states.

   "It doesn't matter, as long as you work hard, you can turn the tide of the battle!" Ludendorff comforted himself as he watched the rows of Gota gv bombers behind him.

The mustard gas bomb has been developed, and the potion developed by Poison Doctor Elizabeth Pill also gave him a new idea. He wants to build a powerful superhuman army. This extremely powerful army can easily shred all the enemies. At that time, the empire will become the master of this world!

  "The first step, France, Britain, then the United States, India!" Ludendorff muttering to himself did not notice at all, and a German armored vehicle creaked into the airport.

   "Sir, another riot broke out in Berlin!" The adjutant knocked on the door and walked into the room, putting down a routine briefing.

  "Damn, these beasts who don't know what to do, the empire gave them food and clothing, and now they are asking the empire to stop the war, these traitors!" After a anger, Ludendorff covered his face and signaled the adjutant to go out. He wanted to be quiet.

  "Hello, is General Ludendorff here?" Suddenly, Ludendorff heard a familiar voice coming from outside the house.

   "Yes, the director himself is in the office!"

"Okay thank you!"

  Fisher gave a bright smile, then raised his pistol.

   "Bang!" The adjutant who couldn't believe what happened clutched his chest and fell, and then a row of soldiers holding mp18 stood behind Fisher.

   "Fire!"

  The dense bullets hit the wall in an instant. After hitting a magazine, Fisher lit himself a cigarette, and then another row of grenades flew into the room.

  The violent explosion exploded the civil structure office to pieces, and various documents and paper scraps were flying everywhere.

   "Okay, General, you are cautious enough. The office is digging trenches. I don't know who is defending?" After spitting out his eyes, Fisher threw the basically short cigarette into the tattered room.

   "No, if I give you a cigarette today, I will send you on the road ahead of time!"

  But the room was still deadly silent, Fisher waved his hand and motioned to the Rangers soldiers to leave to help Steve destroy the factory, leaving himself in place.

   "Why, Master General dare not even see me alone?"

  At this time, there was a step in the room, and then his face was ashamed, but the energetic Ludendorff carried his sword and walked out of the ruins.

  "Who are you?" Looking at the German military uniform that the other party was wearing, Ludendorff thought that it would be the domestic Junker who sent someone to get rid of him!

   "Why? Didn't you give me a reward for the head, that guy didn't bring you the words back?" Fisher made a shot and covered his thigh again.

"It's you!" With one mouth, Ludendorff felt that his thigh was beginning to have phantom pain again. The doctors who performed the operation were so frightened that they sent someone to kill him, but he was killed instead and sent someone to give it to him. Bring your own words, he has lived for fifty years, and he has never seen such an arrogant person.

  "Have you never seen someone as arrogant as I am!" Fisher took out his pistol, loaded and opened the safety sleeve in one go.

  "You still have the guts to come to me. Do you know how many guards I have here? They will be here in less than three minutes!"

"I know, so I brought a super powerful long leg, presumably your guard will be rubbing against the ground!" Fisher pointed to the barracks of Zhenghuan not far away, and then raised his pistol. .

"You're done, Lord General, not only you, but your empire will also be dead. The emperor gets down and goes to Africa to provide for the elderly. The army is disbanded. Only the police are left. The land is dismembered. Alsace and Lorraine are given to France. The industrial zone is owned by France. In short, your country will soon become a mess!" Fisher did not forget to ridicule.

   "Why, you, Britain and France, rely on the colonies to eat oily mouths, we just want to expand and obtain the resources to feed our people!"

"Just because the British are shameless, let's not talk about anything else, your sir, it's time to send you on the road!" Fisher pulled the trigger repeatedly, and the bullet hit Ludendorff with several blood holes, but the other party just watched Seeing the hole on the body, it didn't fall down.

   "You underestimated what is called strength!" Ludendorff smiled and drew out his sword. The 50-year-old man stunned at the speed of Bolt who ran out and slashed the sword.

Looking at the other party’s abnormal face, Fisher knew that the other party must have knocked the medicine that Dr. Pill gave him. The movie only showed that knocking the medicine would make Ludendorff extremely powerful, but now it seems that the effect is more. Has a tenacious vitality and agile speed.

"The most annoying you guys are taking drugs if you can't beat them!" Fisher dodges the opponent's attack, crackling the other's head and knocking out the remaining bullets, but Ludendorff reacted faster, and he raised his wear. The sword blocked those 9mm bullets.

"Son, stop struggling, the victory will definitely belong to us in the end..." Before Ludendorff finished speaking, a warhammer smashed over, not only breaking his sword, but also smashing his face. Sloppy.

After   mind force controlled the hammer to fly back to his hand, Fisher sincerely exclaimed, "No wonder so many people like hammers, it feels so cool to hit people!"

Ludendorff's face was covered with blood after this blow. Although Dr. Maru's potions have improved his physical fitness a lot, Fisher's hammer directly smashed the bones. At this moment, he is very conscious. He was awake, but the pain was also extremely clear. The most important thing was that he couldn't pass out the pain because of the enhanced physical fitness.

"Okay, don't play anymore, goodbye, General!" Fisher shook his warhammer, a heavy blow and a roundabout, Ludendorff's body with a blossoming head rotated 180 degrees in the air before he fell heavily, and blood spewed. After coming out, he soon dyed his uniform.

   "It's over?" Fisher thought so, when he was about to turn around, suddenly a sharp sword pierced his body.

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  "You...not Diana?" Fischer, enduring the pain, looked at Li Ying standing behind him, while urging his psychic energy to repair the broken organs and wounds, while looking at each other.

  "Are you Ares?"

"Hahahaha..." The figure exactly like Diana laughed, and then his body became the Sir Patrick, British General, Steve, and Ludendorff who had met in London before, and finally, it became A brawny man wearing a ferocious armor and a horned helmet.

"Pt Lawrence, or Fisher Adams, your existence is a mystery to me. You shouldn't exist in this world. Where do you come from?" The armored man or Ares is very puzzled, although he is God of War, but he also had some feelings about fate, but he couldn't understand Fisher, especially the trace of divinity that Fisher carried, which made him a little jealous.

"It doesn't matter where I come from, what's important is that you won't exist in this world right away!" Fischer felt that the wound had healed, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and raised the warhammer covered with golden psychic flames. Granted Ares.

   "Come on, the clutter behind the attack, have a great fight!"

  "As you wish!" Ares took a pair of hands, and the two long swords were quickly reorganized. Then he crossed his swords and slashed towards Fisher.

  Fisher opened the psionic shield with his left hand, allowing the long sword to hit the shield to spark sparks, throwing a warhammer with his right hand to repel the opponent, and then grabbing with his left hand, pulling a thick piece of wood and hitting Ares.

  "Insect carving skills!" With a light swipe of Ares's long sword, it smashed the wood. At the same time, dozens of flying swords made of metal stab at Fisher at the same time.

   "Damn it!" Fisher could only pull out the mind barrier again. After the flying sword touched the mind barrier, a huge impact ejected Fisher more than ten meters away.

   "Damn it!" Fisher, who knew that he could not beat the opponent head-on, immediately changed his strategy. Various weapons and explosives smashed at the opponent, but Ares could fly!

   "Fuck!" Fisher holding the em1 plasma rifle bit his teeth and shot directly with the overloaded rifle. After the red plasma beam hit Ares's body, it successfully left scars on the opponent's armor.

   "Strange weapon!" Ares couldn't help but exclaimed. This is the first time he has seen this kind of mortal weapon that can hurt himself, but what about? It's just hurting, and it can't cause fatal injuries.

  Fisher looked at the rifle that had started to warn, and slammed the rifle directly at the opponent, then hugged his head, threw himself into the mud on the side, curled up all over, ready to meet the impact.

  (End of this chapter)