A month later.
The majority of the two million troops from the Allied forces had entered the cities in the France territory, clearing out the remaining German forces and liberating most of the French territory. Their next objective was the German border.
This was the most difficult defensive line to break through. The German Tank divisions and armored vehicles had set up a series of heavily fortified defenses in the border cities.
The advancing Allied forces suffered heavy bombardment as they reached the combat zone near the German defensive line, with tens of thousands of forward troops trapped outside the defenses.
"As long as we break through this line of defense, our army can advance directly into German territory and even capture their capital!" Fury, leading one of the vanguard units of the Allied forces, furrowed his brows.
He poked his head out of a shattered wall and used binoculars to observe the massive tanks lined up half a mile away, resembling Iron-made Fortresses, with numerous menacing gun barrels aimed toward the front.
Everyone understood the situation, but breaking through the enemy's Tank defenses was not that simple. It couldn't be compensated just by the numerical superiority of the armed forces. Any soldiers sent in would be nothing more than cannon fodder, sacrificing their lives in vain.
Fury waved his hand and asked a frontline communicator, "What about our bombing aircraft? Why haven't they arrived to provide support?"
The communicator, just finishing a telegram contact with the rear, reported, "The Germans have deployed almost all of their aircraft for air defense, greatly impacting our aircraft's bombing missions. It's unlikely they will come here in the next few days."
"No aircraft or reinforcements from the back. Are we supposed to break through this heavy firepower line with soldiers' bodies?" Fury clenched his teeth as he spoke before pondering for solutions. At that moment, the face of a cold, young man flashed through his mind.
'If he were here, he would definitely have a way to break through this combat zone defense.' Fury sighed as he thought of this. Ever since a month ago, Kyle had disappeared from the frontline combat zone, and no soldiers had seen him since.
Where had Kyle gone? With his abilities, he wouldn't have left the large-scale battlefield without a reason.
Lost in thought, Fury suddenly heard a group of soldiers exclaiming beside him.
"Lieutenant Fury, two people on motorcycles have charged towards the Tank defense line ahead. One of them should be General Kyle, no it's confirmed, it's General Kyle!" The communicator, holding binoculars in one hand, excitedly pounded the cover as he spoke.
Kyle?
Fury's heart trembled, and he no longer cared about where he had put his binoculars. He snatched the binoculars from the communicator officer and looked towards the defensive zone ahead.
Just at that moment, the German Tank divisions also seemed to have reacted. Several tanks aimed their barrels at the area, and the sound of artillery fire rang out. The area that was already full of pits and debris was covered in a sea of explosions.
The roar of engines continued amidst the flying debris and dust, as two modified motorcycles charged out of the inferno, relentlessly speeding toward the Tank division.
On one of the motorcycles was a young man dressed in black battle attire, with a single-handed sword strapped to his back. On the other motorcycle was a rugged-looking middle-aged man wearing a jacket and jeans, holding a cigarette in his mouth.
The two of them didn't seem to be desperately breaking through the artillery barrage; instead, they looked like they were having a motorcycle race, not yielding to each other as they sped forward.
"Kyle, that guy is really something. He had me worried for nothing," Fury muttered to himself after putting down the binoculars, then suddenly realized something and stood up, shouting loudly: "All soldiers of the vanguard units, prepare your weapons! Once General Kyle breaks through the enemy's Tank defense line, launch a synchronized assault!"
Boom!
The shells whistled through the air, streaking across the sky and crashing down on the ground, turning everything within a three-meter radius into a cloud of dust and rubble. The explosion's flames and shockwaves swept through the area.
Kyle effortlessly maneuvered the motorcycle, reacting swiftly as he narrowly avoided the intense artillery bombardment. The impact of the explosions was easily absorbed by his Venom Battlesuit.
Logan's eyes were filled with coldness and a killing intent as he rode the motorcycle, fragments of shrapnel from the bombings grazed his face, but he remained expressionless.
"Are you sure that man is among the Tank units ahead?" Logan asked in a deep voice.
"Of course," Kyle nodded, confirming, "In this past month, Sabertooth has been extremely cautious. He hasn't revealed himself in any small-scale battle zones without confidence. It was only this morning that the Blue Eagle discovered him hiding within the German army here. However, I'm not sure exactly which Tank he's in."
Logan coldly said, "That's enough. Within a certain distance, I can smell the stench emanating from him."
"OK. I'll create chaos and disrupt the Tank formation's defense, while you find and force him out!" Kyle said, then twisted the handle once again. The motorcycle beneath him accelerated to its maximum speed, using a small dirt ramp ahead to soar into the air, three meters above the ground.
Boom!
The next moment, several shells landed on the ground where Kyle had been moments ago. The shockwave from the explosion sent the airborne motorcycle flying. Kyle stood on the seat, his feet planted on the back as he leaped forward from the motorcycle's airborne position.
Originally, there was still a distance of over ten meters, but within a few seconds, Kyle rapidly crossed the gap. As he landed from the air, the Tanks, constantly firing their cannons, were right before his eyes.
"The first one," Kyle's gaze turned ice-cold as he muttered. Without waiting for the Tank to fire again, he jumped high into the air, his right fist directly punching into the empty cannon barrel.
The shell that was about to be fired collided with the Vibranium Bracer on his fist, causing an explosion inside the Tank. Accompanied by the screams of the soldiers inside and the wave of flames, the Tank turned into a pile of scrap metal.
Kyle pulled his right arm out from the cannon barrel, his shoulder slightly injured from the impact of the shell. However, it quickly healed back to its original state, becoming unscathed under the cover of the Venom Battlesuit.
The Healing Factor Blue Ability Card! It was successfully drawn on the first day of negotiations with Logan.
The original perfect physique of a Super Soldier did not exhibit significant increases in strength and speed. The most remarkable improvements were in stamina, vitality, and regenerative abilities.
Because of this, Kyle had more confidence in making extreme offensive actions that appeared self-destructive but were actually normal for him. With the Healing Factor Ability Card as a safety net, his own physique truly deserved to be called a human weapon!
Kyle accelerated and jumped onto the adjacent Tank, pulling out his Carbonadium Sword to sever the Tank's connections to its barrel. He forcefully opened the hatch on top and gave a faint smile to the soldiers inside the Tank. He quickly pulled the pin on a high-explosive grenade that he had prepared at his waist and threw it inside.
He swiftly closed the circular hatch of the Tank, and subtle explosive sounds could be heard as the armor of the Tank leaked black smoke. The circular hatch and cannon barrel continuously emitted smoke.
"The second one."
Kyle stood coldly on the damaged Tank, counting them. Just as he was about to take action against the remaining Tanks one by one, a barrage of bullets from the side rained down on him. However, they were all deflected by the Venom Battlesuit, making clinking sounds as they did!
{We've wasted some time on Logan's storyline. The pace of the war will speed up from now on, and that's it for this chapter.}
(End of this chapter)
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