"It's crazy, it's crazy." When he sat down, Barry was still muttering words, but he couldn't help it, under Eric's powerful intimidation, it seemed that there was no end in sight, and a few of the lowest sailors could only know what to do and obey his command as before.

Hopefully, this time will be as smooth as the last one - how is that possible?

Even the most uneducated people know that Italy is a large country with a population of tens of millions, and it is really impossible for only nine people to want to seize such a national capital!

Eric had his ideas, though.

As early as 194o, the country's economic crisis had already erupted, and the basic indicators of national strength were only a fraction of the output of steel and coal in the same period in the United Kingdom, the United States, and the Soviet Union, coupled with the successive defeats of the Italian army, the wave of domestic strikes was high, and in the original history, Mussolini would fall and be overthrown by his own party just three months later.

So the risks they take are not as big as they think.

With this in mind, Eric's agitation gradually took effect.

"I will not tell you how stupid it is for the Italians to cross the Alps and freeze to death thousands of them simply because they forgot to equip their blankets, nor will I remind you of the heroic deeds of the Italians who ran back from the battlefield to the supply depots in order to eat macaroni, who could not defeat the bows and arrows of the Italians with their cannons and machine guns. I just need you to think about it! ”

After pointing out the well-known facts, looking around, Eric said in an accentuated tone.

"I just need you to think about it: is it better to fight for our own future than to be caught up by the enemy and killed by a cannonball in the process of escaping, or to fall into a prisoner of war camp and be avenged by the defeat of our men? Even if we just sneak into Piazza Venezia in Rome, we will win a much greater honor than we do now. And we don't have to pay a lot in the process, there are disgruntled people everywhere, and we just have to find a place to hide for a while, and then find a way to return home when the limelight has passed. It's always more practical than carrying a ship that doesn't go far. ”

"Why don't we just hide and wait until the war is over and then go home?" A sailor asked Ai Ai.

"Then you have to be careful whether your wife will think that you are dead, and you can't wait for the end of the war to remarry with your children." Eric replied.

Things were certainly not as simple as he said, and the Italian army was not always weak. It did fall a lot in North Africa and other places, but its expeditionary force captured 100,000 Soviet troops and captured important towns such as Stalinno in the battle that swept through Ukraine.

However, the sailors did not need to know about these situations, they only had to follow Eric into battle.

"Think about it. Guys. "Eric is still using his tongue." Come to think of it, this is a semi-paralyzed country, with Germans in front of it in strategic positions, and its internal defenses are actually not that tight. If we can leapfrog our broken destroyers and capture the German ship, then it will not be a problem to jump from the edge of the square into the window of the Italian minister, and if we succeed, we will be the conquerors of Italy! Such things are not without precedent: Cortés had conquered the Aztec Empire with a population of five million with six hundred men, and Pizarro had conquered the Inca Empire with a population of six million with one hundred and eighty men, and they could have done it in the barbaric New Big 6. Why can't we take a weakened Italy by surprise with nine good men? ”

There seemed to be some truth in his words, and the spirits of the sailors lifted a little.

It's a good start. Perceiving the psychological changes of his subordinates, Eric constantly describes the grand blueprint for them, such as the treasure trove of Italy, the amorous beauty, and the heroic status after returning home. Compared to such a beautiful and intoxicating prospect, the fate of risking lurking and waiting to be hunted down, or trying to find a way to return to Allied territory and then be sent to the battlefield to fight the Germans to the death.

"And we're not alone. It was a rare opportunity for me to go alone even if no one attended. I would recruit my allies from the striking workers and the citizens who had a grudge against society, and even persuade some of the captured Germans to follow me. Even if we didn't succeed in a single qiē, we were caught by the Italians and we were able to taste their luxury packages, so why don't we give it a try? ”

No sooner had he spoken than the loyal Tarbert slammed the table.

"I'm joining!"

With this sentence, everyone dispelled their concerns, it was dangerous anyway, so it was better to gamble.

After the crowd was in motion, Tarbert took his excited brothers out, and Eric smiled in the back.

After contacting Jean, he learned about some subtle changes in his actions, and as a result, Magneto's mind changed.

He decided to lay a little groundwork in this era, and while it didn't affect the big picture, maybe those efforts would still be useful 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 are inclined to him, such as people like Tarbert, although they are not talented, but they are very persistent, if they can always take root in the military and pass it on from generation to generation, maybe they can have a bad impact. What's more, this operation looks difficult on the surface, but with his ability, the certainty of success is still great.

According to the original timeline, the surrender of the Italian army in North Africa after the Battle of El Alamein and the Battle of Tunisia is not far off, today is April 22, the official surrender will be in mid-May, and Mussolini will fall in July, and now these are just ahead of schedule.

As Eric researches his new plan in Italian territory, the Rebirth Project is nearing its end.

In order to get a senator to come and see the real thing, the top brass of the Science Strategy Corps took Steve back to New York.

Before that, Carter had a personal matter.

As Eric's heir, she rushed to the 6th Army dispatch near New York Harbor to go through some formalities.

This time the fleet was ambushed, and the losses of the 6 Navy were very large, and many of the surviving families who lived not far from home came, including the family of Major McTagort.

After hearing that this was Eric's heir, McTuckgoth's youngest daughter stared at her with hatred in her eyes, and was shouted by her mother a dozen times before retreating.

Probably they put the blame on Eric, and just as the Major himself thought, his daughter was angry with her father's supervisors.

Since the reason doesn't make sense, Peggy ignores others, the more than 100 patents she inherited are of incalculable value, but fortunately Eric has insured himself with a high amount of insurance, and now his insurance money can cover it.

After completing the formalities, Stark's partner Stan came over to pay his respects and made a request to buy the patent, but Carter declined, now she was physically and mentally exhausted, and she had to take on security tasks for the important real person tomorrow, and now she really didn't want to delay outside.

So Obadai had no choice but to retreat.

Back at the Legion station, Carter entered his room, rested for a while, and began to wipe down the picture frames on the table.

Inside the frame is the only photograph of Eric, who looks sunny with a slight squint and a shallow smile.

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

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

It was Dr. Erskine who came to visit.

"You look a little better." The doctor said in the tone of an elder.

"You can't always live in the past." Carter laughed at himself. "I've sighed a lot since I met Eric, maybe the Colonel was right, I'm not a good 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 is over?"

"Of course." Carter was a little surprised, and the Doctor rarely talked to her about it.

"I've thought about dancing before, and probably girls have this kind of vanity, but Eric left me a lot of things, maybe I'll use them to build a foundation to help people who have been hurt in the war."

"Very good idea, so I'm relieved." The doctor's voice was low, and Carter didn't hear it clearly, and asked him to repeat it, but he changed his tune.

"It's nothing, I'd love to walk around after the war is over, but unfortunately the Ministry of Defense and the intelligence agencies won't agree." The Doctor sighed.

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

"I know now that this is just the first phase. There is no end to man, and even if Germany fails, politicians should find new opponents. The doctor stood up as he spoke, knowing that his depression would be difficult to dissolve.

"Tomorrow, if nothing else, Steve will be a strong man. However, real heroes are never built up by muscles, and improper use of potions may bring even greater disaster. ”

The Doctor muttered to himself, and as he walked outside, Carter saw a thumb-sized box on the table.

"Doctor, your thing." The female agent hurriedly tried to catch up.

Erskine stopped her.

"A small gift from me." He looked a little negative. "Find a way to put it away, hide it if you think it's useful, and throw it away for me if you don't think it's good. This is my last request. ”

Turning, the doctor slowly walked away. (To be continued!)

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