Germany's large base.
A three-meter-high iron fence enclosed the large base as securely as a bucket. As for the main gate, the only entrance without iron fencing, it was guarded by gun emplacements, fortifications, and nearly thirty well-equipped German soldiers.
Late at night, several guards yawned faintly. Just then, accompanied by the sound of an engine, a German military vehicle drove toward the main gate from afar.
"Stop! Stop!"
Though they could see it was one of their own vehicles, the gate guards still lowered the vehicle barrier and stopped the military truck.
"What's going on?" The bearded Guard Captain approached with a squad of armed soldiers and knocked on the window as he questioned the driver.
The military vehicle's window rolled down swiftly. The driver inside, wearing a flat cap, handed his military ID through the window and replied hoarsely in tired German, "Uh, military supplies."
"Routine inspection." The Guard Captain waved a hand, and three or four soldiers immediately stepped forward to inspect the supplies in the rear compartment.
Less than a moment later, those soldiers returned to the Guard Captain somewhat nervously and whispered several words into his ear.
Noticing the Guard Captain's gaze fall back on him, Kyle, disguised as the driver, raised his brows and instinctively pulled the brim of his cap lower, letting its shadow cover most of his young face.
Had he been exposed?
Kyle's face remained expressionless, but his body secretly tensed. If the German guards noticed his identity, he would immediately use the forced instant teleportation attached to Stealth to escape.
The Guard Captain waved the inspecting soldiers back, then approached the military vehicle's window alone.
Just as Kyle secretly remained on guard, the Guard Captain's stern face suddenly broke into a smile. Cheerfully, he took out a rolled cigarette from his pocket and offered it through the window. "Brother, still running errands for an officer this late at night? You've worked hard."
Kyle naturally accepted the cigarette and replied coolly, "You're too kind. It's my duty."
"Fine. Let him through!" the Guard Captain shouted. The vehicle barrier at the base gate immediately lifted. Kyle did not hesitate, flooring the accelerator with his right foot as the military vehicle roared into the base.
The large base was nothing like a temporary combat territory. Especially at this German base, famous for its strict military discipline, there were roads wide enough for two vehicles to pass side by side, with all sorts of wooden barracks and tent structures lined up along both sides.
Even inside the base, lights were positioned at regular intervals, and patrol squads of six German soldiers roamed about.
While using the corner of his eye to study the patrol squads' distribution, Kyle drove deeper into the base, toward the supply depot area where numerous vehicles were parked.
The supply garage area was silent and deserted. Taking advantage of the opportunity, Kyle turned off the engine and parked the vehicle.
He did not hurry to enter Stealth. Instead, he headed straight for the rear compartment.
"I was careless just now. I forgot to check what exactly the military vehicle I stole was transporting. For the base's Guard Captain to offer cigarettes and flatter a mere driver like me..." Kyle muttered as he considered it. The Nepalese Kukri, which had originally been in card form, had silently appeared in his right hand, while his other hand pulled down the latch on the rear compartment's iron door.
'Creak—'
The iron door of the rear compartment opened, and at the same time, faint whimpering came from within.
"What is this?" Kyle frowned. With a light leap, he entered the rear compartment. As his vision gradually adjusted to the darkness inside, he discovered that the so-called military supplies were actually a girl.
Yes. A white girl who looked only around sixteen years old. Her brilliant golden curls were damp with sweat, and even in the dim light, they could not conceal her exquisite, doll-like beauty.
She wore only a thin white dress. Her immature body had already begun to show graceful curves. Military rope bound her from head to toe, duct tape covered her mouth, and she lay curled up inside a large wooden crate.
A white paper label was attached to the crate, bearing the words in German: "Supplies seized from European territory, for Officer Leo."
"These beasts."
Seeing this, Kyle gritted his teeth, an uncontrollable blaze of fury rising in his heart.
He did not hate war itself, but he had always despised this kind of evil—invading people's lands and homes, then seizing girls as supplies.
When the blonde girl in the crate saw someone enter, her blue eyes filled with tears and terror. With tape over her mouth, she could not speak and could only make muffled, struggling sounds.
"Don't be afraid." Kyle spoke as he moved closer, but the girl only became more panicked and terrified.
"Uh." Kyle suddenly realized something and gave a bitter smile, switching to fluent English. "Don't worry. I'm an American soldier. I won't hurt you."
Worried that would not be enough, Kyle removed his cap, revealing his young and handsome European face. Only then did the girl finally begin to calm down.
Sure enough, no matter the era, people judged by appearances.
"Don't make a sound. I'll get you out of here." Kyle raised the Nepalese Kukri and cut through the ropes binding the girl. When he tore off the tape as well, the blonde girl could no longer hold back. She hugged his waist and cried weakly.
"You're safe now." Kyle smiled and reassuringly stroked the girl's beautiful golden hair.
Suddenly, a question rang out in German from outside the vehicle. "Who's in there?"
The crying in Kyle's arms stopped abruptly, and the girl's entire body began to tremble.
"Don't make a sound. I'll deal with them." Kyle whispered. When he raised his head again, the gentleness on his face swiftly turned to indifference, cold light gathering in his eyes.
He answered outside in hoarse German, "I'm Bern. There are supplies to be delivered to Officer Leo in the truck. Could you come help carry them?"
"Understood." The patrol squad leader outside did not suspect a thing. After replying quickly, he led five soldiers toward the rear compartment of the military vehicle.
The patrol squad leader and two soldiers entered the rear compartment first. When the beams from their flashlights shone inside, they saw only the blonde girl curled up and trembling in the crate.
"Huh?" The patrol leader had barely voiced his confusion when a figure suddenly dropped down from the roof of the rear compartment.
'Splurt!!'
The Nepalese Kukri tore through the air in the darkness—fast, precise, sharp. Its blade swept across the throats of the three men in the rear compartment, warm crimson blood spraying out.
Having killed the three soldiers in the vehicle in an instant, Kyle did not even pause for breath. Like a leopard brimming with murderous intent, he leaped toward the other three soldiers outside.
A distance of four or five meters took less than half a second under the explosive assault of a body at the peak of human ability.
Kyle raised his blade and brought it down. The fourth german soldier's head flew high into the air. Combined with the kukri's sharp edge and Kyle's immense wrist strength, the strike severed even the neck vertebrae!
The remaining two German soldiers stared wide-eyed, their bodies slowed by overwhelming terror.
They wanted to raise their guns and fight back, wanted to open their mouths and shout, wanted to turn and run—but all of it remained only a thought. Their actual actions were effortlessly erased in the next instant—
Kyle drove the kukri straight into one soldier's heart with one hand, while his other arm viciously clamped around the last soldier's neck and slammed him against the ground, grinding him into it.
"Die!"
The two soldiers managed only the slightest struggle. Under Kyle's lethal assault, they swiftly lost their lives and became cold corpses.
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