Victory

As the main force moved into the trenches, Han Lin threw Hydra's elite frontline troops into disarray. Though they still held overwhelming superiority over the Allies in local engagements with heavy armored weapons such as giant tanks and armored vehicles far beyond the Allies' current technological level, as well as elite Hydra soldiers with unwavering faith who feared no death.

Han Lin's appearance, however, eased that suppression. He shattered the frontline fire suppression line, allowing the soldiers to expand the defensive perimeter.

As a result, the artillery bombardment became less concentrated. There would still be casualties, but no longer would troops be packed together as they had been at the beginning, where a single enemy shell could kill more than half of them.

Han Lin remained fifty meters ahead of the frontline, picking off enemy officers who showed themselves in an attempt to reclaim the line. Any enemy who appeared was shot dead by Han Lin.

Less than five hundred meters from the enemy's second line of defense, Han Lin pushed his marksmanship to its limit. Looking at the weapons and ammunition in the enemy's second line, he knew that as long as they could not break through, they could take this line today.

The main force behind him set up their own defenses in the trenches. As the artillery barrage intensified, the personnel on the enemy's second line found it even harder to show themselves. Only their tanks and armored vehicles continued attacking from the rear.

Letting himself loose in battle, Han Lin watched bloody flowers bloom beneath his gun. Though it made him uncomfortable, he still felt that this was the battlefield. Only through the baptism of blood and fire could one slowly grow stronger.

As his kill count rose, Han Lin felt his blood boil. Fighting felt utterly exhilarating.

With every shot, every streaking bullet, and every baptism of artillery fire, Han Lin felt his overall abilities becoming more coordinated. The lingering discomfort he had once felt gradually faded as time passed.

The gun in his hands also became increasingly obedient. With the coordination of his hands and eyes, along with his powerful mind, Han Lin kept every development on the battlefield firmly under control.

Seeing that the situation had become clear, Han Lin quickly returned to the line that had once belonged to Hydra.

When the frontline commander saw Han Lin return, he came over and patted him on the shoulder. "Well done. Colonel Phillips said you would be the vanguard to change the course of the battle. I had my doubts at first, but now it seems he was right.

"How about it? Still have the strength? Shall we take this line today?"

Seeing that Han Lin showed no sign of fatigue, along with the extraordinary ability he had displayed earlier, the frontline commander felt that he could be a little more aggressive today and seize this enemy frontline stronghold.

Han Lin had not actually expended much energy. "Let Steve and me launch a surprise attack. That will give us a better chance of succeeding."

The frontline commander nodded. "Steve, what do you think?"

Steve stepped forward, his heart surging with excitement, and saluted. "I guarantee mission success."

After Han Lin explained the plan to Steve, the two of them slowly vanished into the forest. Han Lin led Steve on a wide detour through the woods. They encountered several enemy scouts along the way, but before they could raise the alarm, Han Lin snapped their necks at lightning speed.

In less than ten minutes, Han Lin led Steve behind enemy lines. Before them stood the enemy's second line, filled with artillery shells and ammunition, along with three tanks firing without pause.

Han Lin gave Steve a look, and they launched their surprise attack according to plan. Han Lin pulled the grenades hanging from his body one by one and threw them at several key enemy ammunition storage points, while Steve raised his machine gun and caught the soldiers in the enemy trenches completely off guard.

"Boom... rat-a-tat-tat..."

The unidentified attack from the rear sent Hydra's already frightened troops into chaos once more. Several ammunition stockpiles exploded and ignited, setting off a chain reaction. Flames soared into the sky behind enemy lines.

Seeing the towering flames, the frontline commander led the soldiers who had long been prepared out of the trenches and launched an assault on the enemy.

Like startled birds, the enemy troops saw the Allied forces charging toward them and could no longer muster the will to fight. Their crumbling line was swept away by the Allies.

Han Lin headed for the tanks. Since he did not want to damage them, he did not dismantle them by force. Looking at the sealed hatch of the driver's compartment, Han Lin grabbed the handle with both hands and exerted all his strength.

Bang...

With a dull thud, the entire hatch of the driver's compartment was ripped off. The Hydra soldiers inside stared at this inhuman being, utterly at a loss.

The men inside reacted first, raising their pistols and firing wildly at Han Lin. Han Lin reacted just as quickly, slamming the hatch over the opening. The bullets ricocheted inside the compartment, and silence fell in an instant.

Han Lin had originally wanted to capture a few drivers alive, but that was clearly impossible now. Looking at the three barely alive Hydra soldiers inside, Han Lin jumped onto the next tank. Knowing that its hatch was not particularly sturdy, he did not tear it off this time. He simply opened it, jumped inside in an instant, and knocked out everyone within, then used the same method to stop the third tank.

Han Lin silently began standing guard. Capturing prisoners and securing the line required the frontline commander's direction. What Han Lin needed to do was keep more Hydra soldiers on the battlefield, rather than let them leave and become fresh forces for other Hydra units.

As time passed, the roar of artillery gradually diminished. Reinforcements arrived from the rear and relieved Han Lin and the others at the front. Han Lin's group returned to camp with three tanks and nearly a hundred prisoners.

Not long after Han Lin and Steve sat down, Colonel Phillips sent someone to summon them.

Colonel Phillips looked at Han Lin and Steve approvingly. "Today, you showed me your value. I had thought you might prove useful, but I never expected that we could turn from defense to offense. You took this line in just one day, and you have shown me an opportunity—an opportunity to defeat Hydra.

"I have already reported today's battle to Congressman Brand. The congressman wants to turn Steve into a war hero, because you have already appeared on the front page of the War Daily. As for you, Lin, those above want to hear your opinion."

"I'd rather not be reported on. Let me stay behind the scenes. Steve's appearance is enough to inspire people. As for me, forget it," Han Lin said with a smile.

Hearing that they wanted to push him into the spotlight, Steve objected somewhat. "Wait, the main credit for today's battle belongs to you..."

Before Steve could finish, Han Lin interrupted him. "Steve, you are the most suitable person. You were exposed to the public when you captured Hydra spies in New York, and you are the military's first super soldier. Your appearance will increase future military supplies and armaments.

"Only victories can inspire people. And if I, an Easterner, led the team to victory, what do you think the soldiers in the rear who want to enlist would think? It would only create negative feelings. So you are the best choice."

Colonel Phillips nodded. "Lin has a point. We need a hero, and Lin's image means he is destined not to become that hero. Then it is settled. Steve, you will become this war hero."

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