Girl and Slaughter

Chapter 14: The Maiden and the Slaughter

A large German base.

A three-meter-high iron net enclosed the massive base securely, like a bucket. The main gate, the only entrance not protected by the iron net, was guarded by a fortress turret and nearly thirty well-equipped German soldiers.

It was late at night, and some of the gatekeepers were yawning. Just then, with the sound of an engine, a German military vehicle drove towards the main gate from a distance.

"Halt! Halt!"

Even though they could see it was one of their own vehicles, the gatekeeper soldiers still lowered the roadblock at the main gate, stopping the military car.

"What's going on?" The gate captain, a burly man with a full beard, approached with a squad of armed soldiers, knocking on the car window to inquire.

The military vehicle's window quickly rolled down. The driver, wearing a flat cap, handed his soldier ID through the window and replied hoarsely in German, "Uh, military supplies."

"Routine inspection." The gate captain waved his hand, and three or four soldiers immediately rushed forward to inspect the supplies in the rear cargo area of the vehicle.

In less than a moment, the soldiers returned to the gate captain's side, looking slightly flustered, and whispered a few words into his ear.

Sensing the gate captain's gaze returning to him, Kyle, who was disguised as the driver, raised an eyebrow. He instinctively lowered the brim of his cap, the shadow obscuring most of his young face.

Was I exposed?

Kyle's expression was blank, but his body tensed. If the German gatekeepers detected his identity, he would immediately use his stealth skill's forced instant teleportation to escape.

The gate captain waved, signaling the inspecting soldiers to step back, and then approached the military vehicle's window alone.

As Kyle remained on guard, the gate captain's stern face suddenly broke into a smile. He cheerfully pulled a rolled cigarette from his pocket and offered it, "Brother, you're working hard for your superior late at night. You must be tired."

Kyle naturally accepted the cigarette roll and replied coolly, "You're too kind. It's my duty."

"Alright. Let us pass quickly!" the gate captain shouted, and the roadblock at the main gate immediately opened. Kyle didn't delay, stepping hard on the gas. The military vehicle roared and drove into the base.

The interior of the large base was far from simple, especially a German base known for its strict military discipline. Inside, there were roadways wide enough for two vehicles to pass, with various wooden barracks and tent camps lining both sides.

Even within the base, there were lights at regular intervals, and patrol squads of six German soldiers roamed about.

Kyle glanced at the distribution of the patrol squads while driving the vehicle deeper into the base, towards the logistics depot area where a large number of vehicles were parked.

The vehicle depot area was quiet and deserted. Kyle took the opportunity to turn off the engine and stop the car.

He didn't rush to activate his stealth state but walked directly to the rear cargo area of the car.

"I was careless earlier, forgetting to check what exactly was being transported in the military vehicle I seized. To have the base's guard captain offer me a cigarette and fawn over me, just for being a driver..." Kyle muttered to himself, his card-form Nepalese Kukri already quietly in his right hand. With his other hand, he pulled down the latch on the rear cargo door.

Creak—

The rear cargo door opened, and simultaneously, a faint whimper came from within.

"What is this?" Kyle frowned, lightly leaping into the rear cargo area. The pitch-black interior gradually cleared, and the so-called military supplies were revealed to be a maiden.

Yes. It was a Caucasian maiden, appearing to be only about sixteen years old, with brilliant blonde curly hair matted with sweat. Even in the dim light, her delicate, porcelain-doll-like beautiful face was hard to conceal.

She was wearing only a thin white dress, her immature figure already showing a graceful curve. She was bound all over with military ropes, her mouth taped shut, and curled up inside a large wooden crate.

The large wooden crate had a white paper label attached, written in German: "Confiscated supplies from the European territories, for Officer Leo."

"These beasts."

Seeing this, Kyle gritted his teeth, an uncontrollable fire of rage surging in his heart.

While he didn't detest war, he had always been indifferent to such wicked acts as invading land and homes and seizing maidens as supplies.

Seeing someone enter, the blonde maiden in the box had her blue eyes filled with tears and terror. Unable to speak due to the tape over her mouth, she could only let out struggling whimpers.

"Don't be afraid," Kyle said, moving closer. However, the maiden became even more flustered and frightened.

"Uh." Kyle suddenly realized something and gave a wry smile, switching his language to fluent English. "Don't worry. I'm an American soldier. I won't hurt you."

Fearing this wasn't enough, Kyle took off his hat, revealing his young, handsome European face. Only then did the maiden finally calm down.

As expected, no matter the era, it's all about looks.

"Don't make a sound. I'll get you out of here." Kyle raised the Nepalese Kukri and cut the ropes binding the maiden. When he tore off the tape as well, the blonde maiden could no longer hold back, hugging his waist and crying weakly.

"You're safe now," Kyle said with a smile, gently stroking the maiden's beautiful blonde hair.

Suddenly, a German voice called out from outside the vehicle, "Is someone in there?"

The maiden in Kyle's arms stopped crying abruptly, her whole body trembling.

"Don't make a sound. I'll handle them," Kyle whispered. He then looked up, his gentle expression quickly turning indifferent, a cold glint gathering in his eyes.

He replied hoarsely in German, "I'm Bern. There are supplies in the car for Officer Leo. Can you come and help carry them?"

"Understood." The patrol squad leader outside didn't suspect anything. After a quick reply, he approached the rear cargo area of the military vehicle with five soldiers.

The patrol leader and two soldiers entered the rear cargo area first. As the beams from their flashlights shone in, they only saw the blonde maiden curled up and trembling in the box.

"Huh?" Just as the patrol leader's voice of confusion fell, a figure suddenly tumbled down from the top of the cargo area.

Slash!!

The Nepalese Kukri cut through the air in the darkness, swift, accurate, and sharp. The blade sliced across the throats of the three people in the rear cargo area, accompanied by a splash of warm, scarlet blood.

Killing the three soldiers in the vehicle in an instant, Kyle, without even a gasp, like a leopard filled with killing intent, leaped towards the other three soldiers outside the car.

The distance of four to five meters took less than half a second under the explosive assault of peak human physique.

With a swift motion, Kyle's blade took the fourth German soldier's head clean off. The sharp kukri, combined with his immense strength, had severed the soldier's cervical vertebrae!

Two more German soldiers stared with wide eyes, their bodies sluggish with extreme fear.

They wanted to raise their guns and retaliate, wanted to scream for help, wanted to run for their lives, but all of that was limited to mere thought. Their physical actions were simply extinguished in the next moment—

Kyle plunged his kukri directly into the heart of one soldier, while with his other arm, he forcefully clamped around the last soldier's neck and ground him into the dirt.

"Die!"

The two soldiers could only struggle briefly. In Kyle's hands, who showed no mercy, they quickly lost their lives and became cold corpses.