In the temporary camp on the front line, the command center tent.

"Our side has lost 987 soldiers last night, and the German enemy has suffered more casualties than us. Now it counts nearly 2,000 people."

After listening to the report of his soldiers, Colonel Marcos frowned deeply.

Nearly 3,000 soldiers were killed and injured and unable to fight. It is conceivable how tragic the battle last night was!

"Germany wanted to occupy this area so crazy last night, so he definitely wanted to use it as a strategic area and then break through the hinterland of European territory. Although they temporarily retreated just now, they would definitely not give up so easily. They will make a comeback soon after the rest. Correspondent, how many troops in the rear of our army can come to reinforce?" Colonel Marcos frowned.

The communications soldier replied: "There are also very tight manpower and military funds in the other front lines. There are only three troops, 300 people who can come here to reinforce. One of the troops is a pure new recruit lineup that has just been temporarily formed from the training base."

"Recruitment?" Colonel Marcos couldn't help but roar when he heard this, "What's the use of recruitment? I'm on the front line, not a tutor!"

At this moment, the soldiers' words were heard outside the tent, "Report! A soldier named Kyle came and told the colonel that there was something important."

"Soldier Kyle?" Colonel Marcos was stunned. He thought for a while that he could not remember that such a person suddenly appeared in his camp. He thought about it and let Kyle go in.

As soon as Kyle walked into the tent, Colonel Marcos was slightly stunned when he saw him and blurted out, "Aren't you just the recruit who came to report last night?"

"Yes, Colonel Marcos." Kyle nodded and recognized the other party. The colonel in front of him was the commander who picked him up last night and asked him to go directly to the front combat zone.

"What are you here to do?" Colonel Marcos asked coldly without catching a cold. Kyle hadn't even cleaned himself yet, and his combat uniform was covered with bloody dirt.

"I obtained very important intelligence objects from a team of elite German troops last night. I think this will be of great help to the battle, so I will see you directly after the battle." Kyle said, taking out the two parchment scrolls in his pocket.

"Elite German Squad? Intelligence Objects?" Colonel Marcos was surprised and immediately took the parchment in spirit, and asked verbally: "How did you get it?"

"Of course they were killed and found out from their bodies." Kyle shrugged and briefly recounted the story of meeting the German elite squad on the way to the combat zone.

"You killed all the enemy elite squads lurking in the rear area of ​​our main force?" Colonel Marcos felt unbelievable, and then spread out the parchment roll with a little palpitation. He saw that the content was a map and countless German nude words.

"It's indeed the German intelligence code." Colonel Marcos opened his eyes wide and said in surprise, "They lurked and collected the intelligence information in the combat zone should be on it! Communication soldiers, go to the rear immediately to ask professionals who can crack the code words to come over!"

"No, no." Kyle waved his hand gently.

"unnecessary?"

Colonel Marcos and the communications soldier looked at Kyle in confusion.

Kyle's tired young face showed a smile, "I happened to have learned the German code words with the professionals at the training base."

———

Three days later.

It has been three days since Kyle was sent to the front line to fight.

At this time, the underground laboratory.

‘Bang!Bang!Bang!’

In the training ground, the super-large sandbags were kept throwing away under the powerful blow of their fists.

Wearing a vest soaked with sweat, the extremely tall and strong blonde young man stood steadily in front of the sandbag. Every ordinary boxing of his work exerted unimaginable amazing punching power, swaying back and forth with the sandbag ravaged.

Carter, who was watching from the side, showed his beautiful eyes, and he reminded him: "Steve. It's time for a rest. You've been like this for an hour."

‘Bang!’

As if he didn't hear it, Steve was still increasing the strength to box the sandbag, and sweat kept pouring on the ground.

"Steve!" Carter raised his tone coldly, and Steve slapped the sandbag, causing the swing-like sandbag to finally stop.

Steve said with a wry smile: "What is my case like this? A super soldier? Or is it a lab hidden in the basement? I don't want to be like this."

"Steve, your battle has not come yet," Carter comforted.

"When will I come? When will I wait?!" Steve's handsome and upright face was filled with a painful expression, and he said disgustedly: "My brother, Kyle, has already gone to the front line to fight! And I, Steve Rogers, who was entrusted to me, stayed here to live a peaceful life without the sound of war."

"Kyle." Hearing this name, Carter couldn't help but feel silent.

“I should be able to do more than spend my boring time here,” Steve said.

"Of course. Soldier Steve, of course you can do more."

A sound full of energy suddenly penetrated. Steve and Carter looked sideways and saw that it was a middle-aged and elderly man wearing a suit and tie.

"I am a senator. I have a lot of stage resources and opportunities in my hand, enough to show your extraordinaryness to the people of the country. It is also a powerful help to the current war." The senator smiled and took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over, "I call it, Captain America's publicity plan."

"Captain America?" Steve was stunned, hesitated for a moment, and finally took the business card handed over by the senator.

At the same time, camping on the front line.

"Kyle, Colonel asked you to go to the command center."

"Command?" Kyle, who had just returned from the battle, was slightly stunned. He handed over the guns on his hands to the correspondent in charge of passing the message and walked directly to the white tent of the command center.

"Soldier Kyle, come and report!"

"Come in."

Kyle had just stepped into the tent and found that there were nearly a dozen officers in officer uniforms standing inside.

Colonel Marcos, the highest rank in the command, sat on a chair. After seeing Kyle walk in, Colonel Marcos raised his voice and introduced: "Everyone, this is the soldier who brought back two intelligence maps and completed the interpretation three days ago, Kyle."

More than a dozen officers immediately focused their eyes on Kyle. Seeing that he was so handsome and young, he also showed an expression of exclamation.

"Soldier Kyle, you really made great contributions this time!"

"Yes, I heard that there is a map that collects relevant information from our military camp. If you are taken back by those hateful slaughter, I'm afraid that the bomber shells will be bombarded with fire."

"You come less, more importantly, the second map."

"Everything is important, and you can bring back the intelligence map and interpret it. Now the quality of the recruits is getting stronger and stronger."

"A rare talent, our army needs such fresh blood."

Kyle fell into verbal praise until Colonel Marcos cleared his throat with coughing that the people in the tent regained their restraints.

"Soldier Kyle. I will report your great contribution to the army after you succeed in this battle." Colonel Marcos said solemnly.

Kyle's pupils shrank and said in surprise: "The result of this battle? Could it be..."

"That's right." Colonel Marcos nodded and spread the information interpreted by the second sheepskin scroll on the table. He said majestic and domineeringly: "Thanks to you, the second map of the interpretation marked several camping bases outside the combat zone here."

"With it, the general has issued the latest order - tonight, we will usher in the first large-scale counterattack!"
Chapter completed!