Chapter 35: Surrender Of Italy

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Romulus was like a cornered wolf, agitated and confused. From all his knowledge, Hector should not be this powerful. This only meant that there were things that he had no idea about.

"Sabertooth, leave," Romulus shouted to his assistant. Seeing this, Logan seemed to have gained a bit of strength and got himself freed.

"You ain't going anywhere, VICTOR!," he blocked Sabertooth. Knowing the lore, Hector let them fight, both had a score to settle with each other.

He focused on Romulus, "Did you really think it was the best thing to provoke me? I seriously had no idea that you existed."

"You sound... as if you know everything... who are you?" Romulus questioned.

Hector had no reason to reveal his status to him, "You won't need to know, at least not anymore. It's time to turn off the lights."

Hector lifted Romulus' arm that he had chopped off and thrust the blades into his head. Damaging it in the process and leaving him blank. However, in doing so, he forgot that Romulus had a healing factor even better than Logan.

So even if he decapitated him he would not die. The only good thing was that he could not regrow his skeleton anymore since he had put adamantium on it. Still, decapitating him was the best option, as even if the head and the body separately stayed alive, it was not an issue for him. He only wanted the body.

But, Romulus had gone into berserk mode by now, this is what happens to those who could regenerate when their mind goes blank. The only exception might be Deadpool, he was always in a mad state.

Now he tried to jump on Hector. "Calm down, you mad dog,"

The only drawback of the Berserk mode was the mode itself. As the name implies, Romulus went into a crazed state, his mind took a back seat and instincts too over. Instincts only know how to punch and jump. The tricks and tactics don't matter.

So Hector was able to easily avoid Romulus. At the same time, he was stronger physically. *BAM* his fist connected with Romulus' jaw, throwing him metres away.

Getting a break, Hector quickly walked to Moony to free him. *WOOSH* the fluffy boy jumped to him while growling and speaking, ~Dad, I was scared.~

Barraging him with kisses, Hector hugged him tight, "It's all good now, son. After this, we're gonna look for ways to make you stronger."

*BAM*

Just then Logan's body came flying and slammed into Hector's. Though he caught Logan, "Son, you sure you don't need help?"

"I'm just warming up," Logan growled and jumped back towards Sabertooth again. They were actually doing more talking than fighting, accusing each other of killing somebody close to them.

Not giving too much tension to them, he went on to behead Romulus. Without an arm, Romulus' manoeuvrability had diminished by a lot, so Hector took the claws from the earlier hand he chopped. As only fire could kill the fire, or maybe his claws in wolf form, he wished to chop the adamantium clad neck.

"Thank you for your service," He leapt at him, Romulus did the same, Hector smiled, "Now, boy!"

Moony also jumped from below and booty-slammed Romulus so his neck would be exposed to Hector. It all happened too fast for anybody to think, Hector by instinct moved and slashed at the neck.

*BAM*

Romulus' body fell down, "Oof... I missed a little," Hector gasped seeing the scene, the head was just hanging by a small amount of skin, rest was disconnected. The body had stopped moving for it had no brain to order, but he knew it was alive. The head was still growling and the eyes were moving.

He smoothly chopped the remaining skin and completely beheaded him, then put the head in a bag as if it was nothing but cabbage. Then they just sat by the side and looked at Logan and Sabertooth's fight.

"Who do you think will win?" Hector asked, placing a bet.

"Wowoo..." ~I bet 3 treats that Uncle Logan will win,~ Moony said.

"Hey, that's not how it works, I also bet on Logan," Hector complained.

~I don't see where that's my problem, dad.~ Moony replied with a bark.

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After an hour of Logan and Sabertooth fighting and destroying the lab, Hector grew annoyed, he had more important things to do, "All right, I'm done. I need to stop the war in Italy now, can't waste too much time here."

"Logan, he's like you, he can regenerate, how will you kill him?" He asked. This was the thing about these mutants with regenerative ability, they were impossible to kill unless their powers were first removed. And such things could not be done for now.

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Logan did realise this problem now, "I will one day kill him."

~Is he letting him go?~ Hector noticed. "Stop, no no, I am the President of the United States, I'm not the dumb hero who lets his enemies go so they can get stronger, what if he returns tomorrow and causes problems across the nation. I will store him in pieces until we have a way to kill him."

Well that was scary, Sabertooth decided to leave the fight and get the fuck out of there, Hector had defeated Romulus, what was he now? He jumped up, trying to get out of the same way Hector came in.

"Grrr..." But Moony was faster and caught Savertooth's legs in mid-air and pulled him down.

Laughing, Hector walked to him and looked down. Logan did the same, looking down at his face.

"Haha, who would've thought, Mussolini would give me such a gift. *BAM*" He stomped on Sabertooth's head, knocking him out. Then, using a normal knife this time, he chopped his head clean, and put it in another bag. Yes, Hector was brutal, but effective.

"Logan and Moony, you head out, I will destroy this whole lab before leaving." He ordered them. Logan saluted him with respect before leaving.

"All right, time to deal with the bodies first."

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Outside Rome,

The basterds had Mussolini and the Nazi General in their custody, waiting for Hector to return. But Lieutenant Aldo Raine was having a hard time keeping his men away from the two prisoners.

"All right, my final warning, I know you all are getting a real urge to slice their scalps and draw a swastika on their foreheads, but we can not do that. They still have use for us." He scolded his men.

"But sir, what if we make a swastika on their chest?" one suggested.

Aldo Raine thought about it, "Fine, we will draw them on their chest, but no scalping."

And so, the horror of the two prisoners started. Soon, Hector arrived there with another jeep, he didn't even mind what they did, "Lieutenant, you head to Rome, find Captain Kennedy there, he will get you on to the unit that's heading to France."

The Basterds saluted their president and left silently, there were too many Nazis to scalp and practice their drawing on, after all.

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It took Hector a few hours to travel 130 kilometres south of Rome to arrive at Monte Cassino. This was where the German Battle command was to stop the allies. With no care at all, Hector headed straight into the enemy camp.

As with him was the top Nazi general of the Italian campaign, none dared to attack, even when knowing who Hector was from his large body and red coat. All they received was the german salute.

Soon, they entered a bunker where the battle's top commander, General H. von Vietinghoff was staying. "HEIL HITLER!" the man shouted as soon as he saw Albert Kesselring.

Hector took over from there, "Rome has fallen to me, Mussolini is in my truck, nearing his death. Your top general has surrendered to me, so do your nation's sons a favour and surrender, there is no glory in fighting a losing war, knowing your men will only die for nothing."

The General looked at Albert Kesselring, standing in front of Hector and asked, "I-Is this... true?"

Keeping his decorum, Albert nodded, "Surrender immediately and send a word to the command, Italy is lost. We will be treated with dignity and sent to the prisons."

The entire room was full of soldiers and officers, looking at Hector with eyes of fear and hatred, they gulped one after another, the sound was clear. So many men with guns and just Hector with his two subordinates, one mutant and one a dog.

Soon, a formal document was written, detailing their surrender, then Hector signed it and shook hands with German General Albert, *FLASH* Just then, the Italian soldier that Hector recruited to click photos of him earlier clicked once again. This time it would become one of the most iconic photos in history, with the President standing tall, fearlessly, surrounded by a room full of dozens of enemies, straight in the heart of the enemy camp.

The Italian soldier who was now Hector's unofficial photographer had never clicked photos in his life before, but now he will go on to become a famous photographer in the future, his name forever immortalised.

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