Dealing with Nanaue's Rampage

Bethel City was already occupied by the Axis powers and was a strategic location, crucial for the transportation and supply hub, thus it was naturally heavily guarded.

Cannons were mounted on the city walls, providing suppressive fire to the front.

At the main entrance of the city gate, numerous bunkers were in place to prevent frontal assaults by the enemy.

The Army Warriors of the 107th Regiment, huddled in the trenches, endured the biting cold and driving snow, looking towards Bethel City with helplessness.

They had already launched several charges, but under the onslaught of heavy firepower, they were forced to retreat to their original positions.

On the battlefield, rows of scrapped tanks seemed to tell tales of the enemy's terror.

At this moment, a helicopter arrived in the sky.

Steve, carrying his Vibranium shield, leaped down.

With his astonishing physical abilities, he could jump from a height of over twenty meters without injury.

Upon landing, he raised his round shield and advanced towards the bunker.

Instantly, dense gunfire converged upon him.

The bullets struck the shield like a torrential downpour, splashing sparks, but they couldn't stop Steve's advance.

The assault team soldiers hid behind him, waiting for the right distance to use rocket launchers to destroy the fortress.

During World War II, tactics seemed quite primitive compared to the 20th century.

Mainly, various guided weapons had not yet been developed, and more often, soldiers' lives were needed to achieve strategic objectives.

BOOM!

A blue beam erupted with a blinding flash on the surface of the round shield.

The terrifying impact sent Steve flying backward, and the teammates who had taken cover behind him were scattered at the same moment.

The first attack failed.

Steve retreated.

The assault team took stock and discovered three dead, a truly unfavorable start.

"What kind of weapon was that?"

Steve approached an officer to inquire.

Beam weapons were utterly unheard of.

If they hadn't seen the glowing surface of the cannons on the city walls and guessed that charging them took time, the Allied forces would have likely chosen to retreat long ago.

At least the seemingly futuristic cannons had a slower rate of fire than ordinary artillery.

"Who knows what kind of big gun those damn Nazis cooked up. One hit and a tank is destroyed. We can't take the city without dealing with those cannons."

The officer looked at the Vibranium shield. Its surface was only scorched black, with no signs of damage. He thought if tanks were made of this metal, they would be unstoppable.

Of course, the rarity of Vibranium was merely a fantasy.

Carter arrived, poked her head out, and looked at the city walls, exclaiming in shock, "The intelligence from the agents was true. Hydra seems to have mastered a special energy source and has already weaponized it."

Undoubtedly, it was the Tesseract that Red Skull had found.

It contained a Space Gem, holding an endless amount of energy.

Thus, many of Vanguard Technologies' theoretically stalled technologies could be realized.

"Can the air force bomb it?" Steve suggested.

"It won't work."

The officer stated directly, "The city walls are equipped with anti-aircraft cannons. Low-flying fighter jets would have great difficulty getting close, and high-altitude bombers lack accuracy, which would lead to friendly fire among the city's residents."

The most fatal problem was that after a night of snowfall, a thick layer of snow had accumulated. Every step sank into a pit, making it difficult even for Steve to break through alone.

"We've used howitzers and mortars, but the enemy poured water on the walls and thickened the ice. We can't break through at all."

They also dared not use long-range artillery indiscriminately.

As soon as the enemy controlled the city, they rounded up civilians, making the Allied forces hesitant to bombard recklessly, fearing they would harm the hostages.

For a time, they were in a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat.

A suicidal charge relying on human lives might result in the entire 107th Regiment being wiped out without taking the city.

Besieging without annihilating would most likely mean their own side would break first.

The enemy could stay warm in their shelters, while their side couldn't even light a fire in the cold trenches, fearing becoming targets in the night.

If they were unlucky, a single rainstorm would freeze them into ice sculptures.

"Look quickly, who is that?"

A soldier pointed into the distance.

All eyes turned towards the approaching figure. Seeing him standing with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and composed, they couldn't even see his legs move as if he were gliding over the white snow.

"You mortals, I, a Golden Core Great Cultivator, have arrived. Quickly open the gates and welcome me."

Allen shouted towards the city gate, not forgetting to lower his head and remind, "Nanaue, be careful, there are trees ahead."

Yes, it was Allen who arrived, riding on Nanaue.

Perhaps due to his divine bloodline, Nanaue's abilities were fully displayed in water-element environments, so swimming in the snow was perfectly reasonable.

Steve anxiously shouted, "Allen, it's dangerous, come back quickly!"

"What did you say? I don't eat rice noodles."

Allen turned his head and saw dense firepower surging towards him, immediately abandoning the shark and fleeing.

Meanwhile, Nanaue kept diving towards the city gate, kicking up a flurry of snow. This immediately drew all the enemy fire.

However, the bullets couldn't penetrate Nanaue's tough, thick skin.

In fact, due to his excessive speed, even the beam cannons on the city wall were a beat slow.

No matter how powerful the turrets were, lacking a coordinated fire control system, locking onto a high-speed target was a pipe dream.

"Hello, is this 'Dead Yet?' delivery."

Just as the firepower was concentrated on Nanaue, Allen quietly approached a bunker, crawled onto the roof, and poked his head into the firing port, casually tossing a grenade inside.

In the cramped space of the bunker, the blast radius of a single grenade left an entire machine gun squad with nowhere to hide.

"Take this, Annihilation Divine Thunder."

"Open up, delivery! Your online-ordered girlfriend has arrived."

"I shall bestow upon you all a great fortune, the Life Restart Device."

"Sir, your ordered grenade, be careful, it's hot."

The bunkers that had previously blocked the Allied advance exploded one after another.

The soldiers hiding in the trenches stared with wide eyes.

Whose subordinate was this?

He was so brave!

"Launch the charge! Let's take the city in one go."

With a command, the soldiers hidden in the trenches advanced through the snow.

Nanaue, already at the position below the city, began a massacre, tearing apart Nazi soldiers and withstanding machine-gun fire, truly showcasing the Shark King's bloodthirsty ferocity.

Normally, Nanaue was very docile. As soon as he smelled blood, he would lose his mind and enter a frenzy of killing.

After dealing with the bunkers, Allen rushed to the front line at the city gate.

This position was a blind spot for the cannons on the city wall.

He casually picked up a rocket launcher and fired it at the city gate. Three consecutive shots successfully breached the main gate.

Phew...

Blowing into the barrel, Allen said with smug satisfaction, "RBQ, my favorite."

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Bloodthirsty, ferocious, slaughter, hahaha..."

At this moment, Nanaue was in a frenzy, no longer distinguishing friend from foe, intent only on slaughtering any living thing he saw.

Pop! Pop!

At some point, Allen jumped onto Nanaue's back, his ring and middle fingers digging into its nostrils, one in each.

Sharks went berserk when they smelled blood, so blocking their nostrils would be fine.

Nanaue tried to struggle, but his arms were too short to reach. He shook his head and body, but couldn't shake Allen off.

His previously wild eyes gradually returned to clarity.

"Where is Master?"

Nanaue seemed to have amnesia, looking around in search.

"I'm here."

Allen, riding on Nanaue's head, met his gaze.