Chapter Seventy-Three: Battlefield Dominance

'Da Da Da-'

The ordinary rifle bullets that were fired in dense directions in all directions were like rubber textures, and they all bounced off the venom suit without any lethal effect, and the fire blow only made Kyle take half a step back, without hurting his body in the slightest.

In fact, even if it contains extremely penetrating bullets that can penetrate the tough protective layer of the venom suit, there are dense and strong muscles that are super soldiers inside.

Sniper rifle bullets can barely hit the muscles under the surface, but that's all, under the rapid healing of the self-healing factor, as long as it does not hit the same place quickly several consecutive shots, and directly penetrates the fatal parts of the body, it does not pose a substantial threat to life.

The three-tier physical defense insurance allows Kyle to do whatever he wants on the battlefield. Heavy bombardment strikes were too sluggish, and general gun fire was too weak.

'Bang Bang Bang ......'

A burst of fire from the German forces stopped, and a dense stream of metal bullets fell from Kyle's venom suit and rolled crisply from the top of the tank to the ground around him.

Kyle raised his head indifferently and looked down at the army soldiers behind the tank, under the full coverage of the venom suit, he stood on top of the tank like a humanoid demon, and his iron and blood appearance with a very wild and murderous atmosphere made the countless German soldiers around him reload backwards in horror.

"Is it a living person, or a monster that can't be killed?!"

"It's him! The Devil of American Imperialism...... He actually appeared here. ”

"It's over, it's over, we're all going to die here!"

Even if he wears a black leather hood and does not show his face, his one-handed sword, his black suit, his cross death icon and the rank of major general, and his undoubted monster-level strength, these exclusives clearly indicate the identity of the enemy in front of him.

Meidi Kyle! The rumored executioner demon really stood before their eyes.

Fear seemed to be contagious, and in a short time it permeated the hearts of every soldier of the German army, and countless German recruits with guns trembling and fell to the ground.

This is the powerful suppressive power of war heroes! No matter where they come as the main battlefield, they all carry indescribable dominance.

A brown-bearded German officer waved his arms among the army soldiers, cheering and cheering the command: "Whoever he is!" Hold on to your weapons, behind you is our homeland, and we must ......"

Before he finished his impassioned words, a blue laser swept a distance of dozens of meters and landed accurately on the officer's forehead, and the laser energy exploded to evaporate his entire head into nothingness, and the remaining headless corpse splattered blood and fell backwards.

"It's noisy for me." Kyle sneered and put the energy pistol back on the holster.

The high-tech weapons manufactured by the Hydra Organization have disappeared since the energy manufacturing plant is gone, and they have become rare limited editions. At present, he is still equipped in the US military as a means of long-range confrontation against the enemy at an appropriate time.

After this shot, some German recruits fled with a psychological breakdown on the spot, and although more German soldiers wanted to try to shoot again, they were also in chaos under the turmoil of their own people, and the whole orderly troop formation was in chaos.

Kyle was about to take advantage of the chaos to deal with the tank armament first, but he saw a figure in a jacket quickly rush into the group of soldiers, recklessly waving the wolf-shaped claws in his hand to kill, each step causing several soldiers to fall with a wail, accompanied by bloody blood spilled.

"Logan?" Kyle looked at the figure and frowned, but it didn't take long for him to know why Logan had stormed into the crowd of German soldiers.

I saw Rogan tearing apart the German soldier's body like a frenzy, and going deep into the enemy group in a messy but directional.

When Logan rushed to the center of the army, a soldier wearing a steel helmet in the rear of the German army shrank his head, suddenly got up to reveal his tall and burly figure, squeezed away his comrades around him with a big hand, and quickly fled backwards into German territory.

"The saber-toothed tiger is really cunning and cautious enough, it turns out that he has been hiding among this dense number of soldiers." Kyle shook his head with a smirk.

It's a pity that Rogan and the saber-toothed tiger have been intertwined with old and new hatred for so many years, and the saber-toothed tiger is to wipe a few layers of mud on his body and hide it underground, and Rogan can also rely on his deep impression and keen sense of smell, even if he rummages through the soil layer of the war zone, he will find out.

"The goal appears, and that way, things are easy." Kyle smiled faintly, and was not in a hurry to catch up with the two of them who had a personal grudge.

He jumped onto top of another tank, sodium-carbon steel sword in his left hand, and quickly slashed at a German soldier who poked his head out to check what was going on outside.

The German soldier didn't even have time to make a scream, his head and helmet flew high, and the blood that flowed down made the soldiers inside the tank scream in terror.

Kyle didn't bother to break into the tank, and threw a simple and crude grenade down, and the sound inside the tank quickly subsided after the explosion.

'Da Da Da! ’

The dense bullets continued to fire ineffectively at the Venom suit, only slightly intervening to delay the time of the lower Kyle to annihilate the tank armament.

Kyle didn't even glance at the soldiers outside, and under their desperate gaze, he was bent on destroying the steel tanks that posed the greatest threat to the Allies.

"The thirteenth."

Talking coldly about the battle numbers, Kyle was destroying another tank under his feet, when suddenly from behind him, there was a dense and numerous pace of military boots.

Kyle looked up and saw that a large number of Confederate soldiers were pouring out from half a mile away in the ruined and ruined area that had been bombarded, and they all rushed forward with slogans.

"Rush me! Break through the German borders and take down the evil Hitler in one fell swoop!"

"Keep up with Major General Kyle, victory is at hand!"

"For the victory of the war, for the sake of Major General Kyle!"

From the thousands of Confederate soldiers, Kyle saw at a glance the familiar black officer, his bald head standing out in the sunlight, still waving in this direction.

"Fury, Confederates, it's really slow." Kyle shook his head and commented that he had already destroyed a small part of the tank group.

At the same time, after seeing the Allies launching an offensive at this time, he also knew that the German defensive line where he was located could not resist for another ten minutes.

It's like opening a gap in a levee, and the raging flood can quickly blast the entire levee and flood the area below the river for thousands of miles.

After the annihilation of the most armed tank army, the Allied army was basically unhindered and was able to enter the German capital strongly.

"Germany, defeat is decided." Kyle whispered, turning to look at the vast expanse of German territory behind him, and could already see the end of the major battle.