Marvel: Mr. President

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Making Hitler shit his pants was exactly what Hector did. How would you feel when you are relaxing in your house, feeling all safe and secure, and then suddenly a blast takes place in your backyard, you would absolutely shit your pants.

This is exactly what happened with Hitler, as Poland was the backyard and a stronghold of Germany, it somehow started to face a lot of destruction. One by one, all concentration camps were being destroyed, prisoners freed and all soldiers dead. Heck, even the large ammunition garrisons were being destroyed and looted.

When the intel reached that it was Grand General Washington himself, it made everyone realise how close the enemy had gotten. This made Hitler more agitated, angry and susceptible to making bad decisions.

"START BOMBING POLAND!" He demanded.

Poor him, Hector would shoot down the planes precisely in a way that they would crash on German garrisons. He and Moony were in their absolute animalistic war mode. Killing was their only goal, they also had the responsibility of the people walking behind them.

Belzec, Chelmno, Majdanek, Sobibor, and Treblinka were the other major camps that were in Poland. They housed more than a million prisoners, this means at least an army of 300,000 decently experienced men who could use guns. Then there were many smaller camps with half a million population. In total, if Hector played his cards right he could have half a million ex-prisoners fighting for him.

By then real armies would start being airdropped. It was not like Nazis could do anything against him, if they sent any tanks, he would just hijack them and take over, if they sent planes, he would gun them down.

"General Washington, there is a message for you," Peggy Carter informed him.

He put on the headset and talked, "What is it, Phillips?"

"Sir, a few nations east of you have started to fight the Nazis on their own as the Soviets reach near them. Your plan is successful, we have arranged several planes to start dropping troops near you. It will take at least a week." Phillips informed him.

"Good, meanwhile we need more grains and food, Phillips. I will try to open a route to the Baltic sea and try to procure shipments from the Soviets there. I need to feed one and a half million people here, and soon the army of two million will be coming. The logistics supply needs to be revamped." He ordered.

"Eisenhower is already working on it, General. You are doing good, just a little more and we'll have Germany surrounded." Phillips assured him, but at the same time, he wondered how Hector will win the coming elections without doing any personal rallies.

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Coming two months, June and July, Hector stayed in Poland, slowly expanding the region's control outwards with Auschwitz as the centre. It was crazy how the place that was once a symbol of death and misery was now a symbol of hope. Though for the people, the tall red-coated man with shining white hair and beard was the real symbol of hope, and of course, the large wolf-like dog that was the sweetheart of all.

However, there were millions of more Jews living in ghettos too, but for now, they were somewhat safe, albeit always in danger of being randomly killed, tortured or r*ped by the German soldiers. Hector could not help them for now.

"Today, we will be sweeping southern Poland. Peggy, you'll remain here, I will take a few hundred men." he planned for the missions.

"I want to go with you," Max voiced all of a sudden. He had not smiled ever since he faced the incident of his family dying, though he was sometimes secretly crying while hugging Moony.

~I should at least be the voice of reason and a figure of direction to him,~ Hector thought, after all, it was better if there was no evil Magneto in the future.

"Why do you want to go there? To fight?" Hector asked him.

"No, to liberate those who face the same sorrow as me," Max replied sternly.

Nodding, he agreed, "Fine, come along then."

One thing Hector did wonder was if Max had already attained his mutant powers or not? He knew that Max was a late bloomer due to him living in really bad and sickening conditions all this time.

Soon, all of them got on tanks, trucks and Hector got on a motorbike, Moony sat down in the sidecar while Max sat behind him, "Son, have you felt anything strange recently?" he probed.

This was the perfect opportunity to ask him such questions, as he could feel his body's movements to see if he was lying to not. Max replied after a pause, "No, what do you mean strange?"

"Woof!" Moony barked, telling him that the boy was lying. Even if he could see this, Max must be a really shitty liar then.

"You're a mutant, right? I know, don't worry, I am not against mutants, in fact, I would love to give you all equal rights, but it can only happen after the world becomes safer. What you can do, son, is to train your powers to do good, I'm sure your mom and dad would feel proud of that." He talked to him without getting any affirmation.

Max silently sat, looking at the sceneries passing by. He wondered what kind of man Hector even was, he seemed too perfect to be real. How can a power-hungry politician be kind? This went against all he was taught from a small age, that all politicians and businessmen are power-hungry capitalists. His own community was accused of being money-minded, a stereotype, nothing else.

Soon after, the fighting ensued. Because Poland was the backyard of Germany, the German army was never stationed in numbers here, most were prisons and camps.

It was an easy carry for Hector. Some people did lose their lives however, it was war and he was no god. Stray bullets don't differentiate between a friend and an enemy.

Like this, a week passed, and it was about time the troops started coming. A mix of American, Canadian, Mexican and mostly Indian troops were put on thousands of C-47s and other large planes to be airdropped.

Hector was in the Auschwitz camp fixing the boundaries when he heard a loud rumbling in the skies.

He looked up, as did everyone else. Countless planes appeared in the air, leaving behind cloudy lines of contrails. It was as if the entire sky was covered with them, it was a scene that would make any ordinary man feel small and weak.

However, the real bone-chilling scene came after, as one after another, thousands of men jumped out of the planes, opening up their white parachutes.

A thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand... The numbers kept increasing. The planes kept on coming with no end in sight. The crazy amount of logistics it must have taken to do this was mind-blowing. The majority of the world was coming together to defeat tyranny.

The mission was named Operation Backside, the biggest airborne operation ever in the history of mankind, and this record will never be beaten again.

The sky soon got covered with parachutes, the small white dots slowly becoming bigger. For enemies, scenes like this would be devastating, but for the people there, those parachutes were like angels descending from the sky.

Some cried, some cheered, the Nazi prisoners that had been caught only feared. The rumbling didn't just signify the enemy incoming, but it was the Nazi Empire crumbling.

The operation went on for three days and two nights, and in total, 300,000 troops landed directly inside Poland.

They were to make way for more than 2.7 million troops to enter via road. Their mission was to head south and liberate Slovakia, Hungary and Serbia. At the same time, the British forces were retaking Greece. This way they would meet in the middle and open a direct route from Poland to the Mediterranean Sea. This means all tanks and supplies can come in since they had already taken Africa.

However, big surprises awaited Hector. This time the butterfly flapped its wing too hard, but in his favour.

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When this news of Poland being taken by Allies spread across Europe, it challenged the Nazi propaganda and gave all the forcibly occupied regions hope that they can start resisting. Due to this, The Home Army (the non-communist Polish resistance) rose up to help Hector.

As Hector pushed south more and more, the Romanian opposition became motivated to overthrow the Antonescu regime. The new government concludes an armistice and immediately switches sides in the war. The Romanian turnaround also compelled Bulgaria to surrender on September 8 to the Soviets, and the destroyed morale forced the Germans to evacuate Greece, Albania, and southern Yugoslavia in October.

Finland also agreed to sign an armistice with the Soviet Union and to expel German forces. One by one, the house of cards that was the Nazi empire started to crumble down. Hector made sure to always stay at the forefront and the world saw his achievements. He entrapped the Soviets to Eastern Europe by redirecting the running German soldiers towards them.

In the meantime, Germany found itself completely surrounded, with the only remaining territories under it being Austria and the rest of Western Europe till France. This was also going to change as the Normandy landing gained a green light from Hector, the top commander.

It was now October, he had been doing this for 6 months now, next month in November elections would be held in the US. And this got him worried, ~I need to do something so explosive that the entire world should start talking about me, singing songs about me,~ he thought.

With his work finished in Poland and most of the region liberated, it was time for Hector to head to France. Then to Japan to talk to the emperor.

~Ah, dad, can you scratch my back? I'm itchy,~ Moony requested him at his side, bringing Hector out of his mental self-talk.

"Boy, look at you, you look like a commando on a mission, mud all over you. Come, I will bathe you and turn you back into the cute fluffy snowball you are." He lovingly picked Moony up and headed to the large bathtub in the open.

"Oh, Agent Carter, come along, I'm going to give this bad boy a bath," He invited her. Moony barked, showing his tongue.

Seeing that cute chubby face, she couldn't control herself and came along. This was a once in a lifetime chance after all. Captain Moony was the most loved officer in all of Allied Forces.

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