Late at night, the sun was completely silent and the sea level, and the night was like black fog covering the urban streets on the French coast.

‘Bang--’

‘Da da da da!’

The defensive front on the beach at the front had long been defeated, and the continuous artillery fire and gunfire continued to cover all the areas within a radius of more than ten miles.

The Three Kingdoms Allied Forces buried their heads in attack, and German soldiers fought to the death. The two sides were in a row, and powerful guns and cannons fired at night. The ground illuminated was full of bloody and bloody conditions like hell.

Countless corpses were covered with wreckage, broken helmets, empty magazines, guns, and bullets and shells scattered all over the ground, and blood ticked together, which was really like a blood rain.

The war was not over at this time, and it was just beginning to kick off.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night full of killing and smoke, and an unprecedented battle that the people of great powers do not want to recall in the future.

At this time, the edge of the city streets.

"Demon! He is a Demon!"

"Retreat, retreat!!"

Unlike the stalemate between the soldiers on both sides of the other local areas of the war, the battle situation here is completely one-sided. More than a dozen German soldiers with excellent weapons ran away in fear and pale faces.

Not far behind them, inside the darkness of the street alley, a tall and strong human-shaped monster slowly carried a one-handed sword with a blood-flowing one-handed sword, following forward step by step.

The human-shaped monster was like a layer of outer dark keratinous membrane, and the perfect muscle contour flow line was presented. If there was no cannon fire, it would be integrated with the night.

Scarlet and slender eyes, hideous fangs, and wild physical outlines. This is the original form that Kyle and Venom coexist.

The streets and alleys he passed by were more than a dozen soldiers who were cut in half and corpses stretched across the ground, and fresh blood was still overflowing from cleaning the floor.

"Grenades! Throw grenades to me!" The German officer led by the team shouted in horror, and the remaining soldiers immediately threw all the grenades backwards as they did.

‘Boom boom boom boom!’

The blasting sounds caused by grenades were connected into a series, completely blocking the street passage halfway, and the collapsed houses around blocked Kyle's figure.

"Huh." The German officer breathed a sigh of relief, his legs sat on the ground with weak and numbness, and laughed out loud in fear: "Hahaha, that monster is dead! Finally dead..."

His words came in shock, but at some point, a bone-thundering chill came from behind, and the shadow cast by his tall body enveloped his body.

"Captain, behind you-" The other dozen German soldiers looked behind the officers, as if they saw the most terrifying thing in their lives, and they couldn't help but tremble and retreated backwards.

The German officer even lost his strength to stand up and even turn around. His teeth were trembling with each other's fight, and he spoke hoarsely: "Shoot, keep on, shoot..."

‘Puff!’

The sharp one-handed sword tip fell from the top of the head and easily penetrated the entire head of the German officer.

"Captain!" More than a dozen German soldiers roared in tears, their grief and anger turned into courage, and defeated their fear and pointed the gun at the black shadow behind the body of the German officer.

The next moment, dense bullets hit the black shadows and landed on the ground, indicating how futile their final counterattack was.

‘Tread!’

Pulling the one-handed sword away from the head, Kyle used his Venom suit to face a dense rain of bullets, and leaned over and sprinted a few meters away from the enemy, swung it over horizontally, and the soldiers fell to the ground one after another like wheat harvested in the wheat field.

The battle situation in this small area quickly returned to its original silence.

Kyle didn't know how many enemy soldiers he had killed like this, and these were meaningless. He was addicted to such a killing night atmosphere, and his body was still in a state of high excitement.

After looking at the enemy corpses silently, Kyle was about to set off and penetrated into the war zone again. After a glance at the scene in the distant street, he immediately stopped.

Less than a hundred meters away, there were also a group of German soldiers of about ten people in the street area, fighting fiercely with an enemy.

The man was originally struggling to resist with a gun, but soon threw away the gun in his hand and rushed towards the group of German soldiers without fear of death.

Just like a lonely wolf hunting prey, the man rushed forward against the bullet, holding a cold weapon like a sharp claw in his hand, making a desperate gesture.

I don’t know if it should be said to be courageous or stupid, but I rushed to the ten ammunition-enough muzzles without any protection. The result is conceivable.

Kyle saw this scene coldly and wanted to leave, but the next moment, the reversal of the one-to-ten battle situation made him tremble in his body and mind.

But it was seen that the man not only did not die at the gun, but successfully rushed into the German soldiers. The sharp claw weapons in his hand quickly harvested the soldiers' lives, and blood splattered everywhere, killing the enemy at a speed faster than him!

Almost in the blink of an eye, ten German soldiers in their sight had died and fell to the ground. They could only see the man standing alone at the scene, and his figure quickly disappeared while the night was shining.

The hood of the Venom Battle Clothes turned into black silk and took off, revealing Kyle's handsome face. At this moment, his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

"It could be him, how could this be possible?"

This is the world of Marvel movies, the world of the Avengers, how could that person exist...

Kyle didn't hesitate at all, immediately sprinted and set off to rush to the place where he was located at a very fast speed.

In a few seconds, Kyle arrived at the scene of the fight just now and quickly looked around to confirm that there were only ten broken bodies lying in a pool of blood left on the ground, and the lonely wolf-like man could no longer see it.

Kyle checked the fatal trauma on the corpses of German soldiers one by one. Most of them were on their necks and chests, and there were three claw marks that penetrated deep into the white bones, which were basically killed by a clean and neat blow.

His mind was swaying and it was difficult for him to calm down.

Is it really that person?

Kyle fell into thought, and soon seemed to notice something, turned keenly and looked at the corner of the alley next to the street.

In the dark night in the corner, a middle-aged uncle wearing a Soviet soldier's combat uniform walked out indifferently, leaned against the corner of the alley, took out a cigarette and a lighter into his pocket, and slowly lit it for himself.

He had a cool black hair, his chin was covered with a beard and covered with cheeks. His face was rough and very masculine.

The middle-aged uncle took a sip of cigarette enjoyingly, looked coldly at Kyle standing next to the body of a German soldier, and asked with white smoke: "Who are you, a US soldier?"
Chapter completed!