Advancing to the Frontline

Chapter 6: Heading to the Front Lines

Refuse? He actually refused?!

Hearing Kyle's crisp reply, Carter was stunned. Her usually cool and composed expression showed a look of surprised uncertainty. "Why? This is something every recruit in all the training bases dreams of."

Kyle smiled, slowly raising a finger, and said in a relaxed tone, "Firstly, this is an experiment after all. I can't help but consider the possibility of failure, even if the probability is very low."

"I believe in myself. Even without the Super Soldier Serum, I can become a top-tier soldier."

Kyle meaningfully extended his second finger, "Secondly, and this is the most important point."

"What is it?" Carter asked, filled with a curiosity she hadn't felt before.

"Although I've declined the chance to be the first Super Soldier experiment, I can recommend someone—Steve. He has potential no less than mine! I hope you will consider him carefully."

Kyle said this in the end.

As Carter walked out of the barracks, she was still in a daze.

In her opinion, Kyle had given Steve the opportunity to become the first Super Soldier. She didn't know whether to call it foolish or loyal.

"However, with this, the candidate for the Super Soldier should be basically settled for tomorrow," Carter sighed. Since the top seed, Kyle, had given up, it would be Steve, the second seed.

Inside the barracks. Kyle was still examining the Green Ability Cards he had drawn from Carter when the door suddenly burst open, and a thin figure rushed in.

"Steve, what's the rush?" Kyle said without looking up, knowing it was Steve who had returned.

"Kyle! Why?!" Steve excitedly ran to the bedside, his face full of confusion as he asked loudly, "Why did you give me the Super Soldier qualification?"

"Oh, you know already?"

"Dr. Abraham came to find me and told me."

"So you'll be leaving the barracks tomorrow for the secret laboratory, right?" Kyle asked with a smile as if he had guessed it. "Isn't that good? For you, this is an opportunity to soar to the heavens. If you can become a Super Soldier, your entire life will be overturned and reversed."

"Of course, it's my dream, but you really need this opportunity too!" Steve said with difficulty.

"If I must ask why, then I can only say that this opportunity is even more important to you," Kyle replied softly. He had made this choice after careful consideration.

As long as he had the Card Draw Ability, he could quickly and risk-free draw abilities from others. There was no need to court death by undergoing the Super Soldier experiment.

Although Steve succeeded as the protagonist in the Captain America movie, it didn't guarantee that the Super Soldier Serum was flawless. (Even if it succeeded, there was a certain probability of turning into that ghastly appearance like Red Skull.)

Furthermore, without Captain America, the main storyline of Marvel would likely be in chaos, which was something Kyle did not want to see.

"If you want to thank me, then strive hard and complete the Super Soldier experiment for me. Don't disappoint me," Kyle said with a smile, patting Steve's shoulder sincerely.

Brother, go get pumped up, become stronger, and then come back so I can draw cards from you. Consider it a highly profitable investment. It's like getting something for nothing.

"Kyle, you're so good to me." Steve, unaware of the truth, had teary eyes, which gave Kyle a chill, almost making him kick him off the bed.

The next morning.

Steve packed his things and secretly left the training base. None of the recruits knew what he was doing, only Kyle knew that the Super Soldier Program had officially begun in some underground base.

Another day passed.

Captain Brant summoned all the new recruits to the training base and announced the termination of the Super Soldier Project, causing an uproar among the recruits.

Kyle knew that everything was proceeding on the normal track of Marvel's history. The first artificial super-hero in Marvel history—Captain America—had quietly been born.

Inside the Captain's office.

"It's a shame, the doctor is dead, and the Super Soldier Serum can no longer be made. Soldier Kyle, you have lost your only chance to become a Super Soldier," Captain Joseph said regretfully to Kyle, truly feeling sorry for him.

"This is God's choice," Kyle replied with a sigh on the surface, but his heart remained unmoved.

With the Card Draw Ability in hand, who said he couldn't become a Super Soldier without the Super Soldier Serum?

Kyle made a request, "Captain Joseph, I heard Steve succeeded. Can I go see him?"

"I'm afraid not," Captain Joseph shook his head and explained, "Steve is currently in a secret base undergoing personal training to adapt to his body. General Chester has ordered that no one is to disturb him."

"When will the training end?" Kyle asked anxiously.

"I'm afraid it will be a few months from now," Captain Joseph replied truthfully.

"Months." Kyle frowned. This was similar to the plot in the Captain America movie, but he hadn't expected the training to be completely closed off to the outside world. If he couldn't contact Steve, he wouldn't be able to draw the ability cards from him.

"A few months will pass quickly. By the way, General Chester also has new orders for you," Captain Joseph said with a solemn expression. "Soldier Kyle, due to your outstanding performance during the training period, you will be specially assigned as a top recruit to the 102nd Regiment on the war front to participate in a mission!"

"Heading to the front lines?" Kyle's heart jolted. This sudden major news far exceeded his imagination.

"Kyle, you are about to face real war. Don't you dare die so easily at the hands of the Nazis," Captain Joseph said, placing the combat uniform, rifle ammunition, and mission data for the front lines on the desk.

"Soldier, I will follow the General's arrangements." Kyle took the items, feeling a bit overwhelmed.

He hadn't expected to be sent to the front lines so soon to participate in World War II!

His plan was to obtain the Super Soldier's ability card from Steve and have strong guarantees before facing the war, but it had come so suddenly!

This could also be considered a drawback of Kyle's training being too outstanding in the past few days—leading to an early graduation from the training base and deployment to the front line.

Captain Joseph waved goodbye, "A transport plane will come to pick you up directly this afternoon. You should go back and prepare."

"Yes." Kyle nodded and walked out of the office with the items in his hand.

"Come back alive, kid." Watching Kyle's retreating figure, Captain Joseph sighed. In the face of large-scale warfare, even the most outstanding soldier talent had a high probability of death.

The door opened, and the warm sunlight outside bathed him, sweeping away the haze in Kyle's heart.

He relaxed his grip on his combat suit and smiled freely.

He'd naturally reach his destination. Now, with his physique and skills, he was a special forces soldier among special forces soldiers. Plus, with the card draw system in hand, there was no reason he should die in this mere World War II!

If he was going to die, it would be under Thanos's snap in the future.

Kyle encouraged himself, and after regaining his spirits, he walked forward with confident steps.