Slaughter

Han Lin looked at the hundred-odd men and slowly said, "I'm a special soldier sent by the military to cause trouble behind enemy lines. In a moment, I'll go out first and blow up this base's armory. Once things get chaotic over there, you'll rush out, seize weapons, and flee toward the front lines. I'll destroy this base. Understood?"

"Let us come with you! Only by working together can we wipe out this base!" said a Black man who looked like the leader of the soldiers. The rest nodded in agreement.

Han Lin nodded and asked, "You're their leader?"

"Nick Fury, Second Lieutenant of the 121st Army Soldier Regiment. I hold the highest rank among them." Han Lin froze for a moment as he looked at the young man who somewhat resembled that Black Egghead from the future, uncertain whether he was the same person.

"Han Lin, Corporal of the 102nd Recruit Camp Soldier Regiment, attached to the Strategic Scientific Reserve, carrying out behind-enemy-lines combat missions." Han Lin was more than a rank below him, so he could only stand at attention and salute.

Nick Fury clearly knew something, so he swallowed the words he had wanted to say. After standing at attention and returning the salute, he began discussing the plan with Han Lin.

They agreed to follow Han Lin's earlier plan: once he detonated the enemy armory, they would rush out and kill the enemy troops.

Han Lin turned and left the prisoner camp, heading toward the armory. This time, he did not keep changing his appearance. A battle was about to break out, and being seen transformed would have been a bad influence. Thus, with a face that clearly did not belong to anyone in the base, Han Lin lowered his head and moved quickly.

As he drew closer and closer to the Weapon Storage, the surrounding Hydra soldiers sensed that something was wrong. No lone soldier would head toward the armory like that with his head lowered. They raised their guns and approached to question him. Seeing that he had been exposed, Han Lin stopped pretending and raised his head, revealing an East Asian face. The Hydra guards froze for a moment, while Han Lin swiftly pulled out a tower shield from the Weapon Storage. After compressing his body, he charged forward behind the shield.

Holding the shield with both hands, he crashed straight into the crowd. Like a charging war machine, every Hydra soldier standing in his way was sent flying. Their chests caved in and their organs ruptured; they were already dead before they hit the ground.

Han Lin's breakout triggered a chain reaction. The garrison soldiers quickly gathered, while Han Lin tossed four high-explosive grenades into the enemy armory and then sprinted back toward the prisoners.

"Boom..." The high-explosive grenades ignited the shells inside the armory, setting off a chain reaction. The whole ground shook twice, and thunderous blasts echoed throughout the base.

The instant the armory exploded, all the Allied prisoners rushed out. They knocked the Hydra soldiers, whose backs were turned toward them, to the ground, seized their weapons, and began firing wildly.

As Han Lin ran with the tower shield in one hand, Danger Perception suddenly surged through him. He stomped hard on the ground and leaped five or six meters into the air. A tank shell struck the wall behind where he had just been. Violent fragments of stone and metal slammed into him, bringing sharp pain. Fortunately, he had leaped away and had not been hit head-on. Otherwise, he might not have died, but serious injury was still possible. Han Lin did not dare use himself as an experiment.

After putting away the shield, Han Lin glared angrily as the tank's cannon turned toward him again. Without further hesitation, he activated Warhammer Form. His hands transformed once more without any sensation. Han Lin bumped his fists together, then bounded from side to side toward the tank.

Han Lin's Danger Perception allowed him to avoid unnecessary danger. Before the second shell could leave the barrel, he had already jumped onto the tank. Clenching both hands into fists, he brutally hammered the driver's compartment. The tank's cabin instantly collapsed inward, making Han Lin feel that his current strength was practically perfect.

He grabbed the cannon barrel and tore off the entire barrel along with the turret. The Hydra soldiers inside stared at Han Lin as though he were a monster. How could they have any will left to fight?

They turned, trying to escape this impossible world, but Han Lin would not let them go so easily. Like swinging a sledgehammer, he smashed the turret onto the tank chassis. The three crewmen inside were reduced to pulp.

Han Lin sensed the stillness around him and glanced about. Whether friend or foe, everyone had been stunned by the shocking sight.

Han Lin did not care how the enemy viewed him. He got up and leaped toward another tank. Seeing this, the other tank crews abandoned their vehicles one after another. The sheer pressure robbed the enemy of the courage to resist. Their commander was still organizing men to fire at Han Lin, while Han Lin tore off the new tank's turret and planted it before himself like a giant hammer, blocking the Hydra soldiers' gunfire.

When Nick Fury and the others came back to their senses, they drove armored vehicles and tanks into a fierce assault against the Hydra soldiers. With the pressure on him greatly reduced, Han Lin used the turret as a huge hammer and hurled it toward the area with the most Hydra soldiers.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." Carried by enormous momentum and a howling wind, the turret crushed at least twenty people on the other side. Han Lin returned to the battle line formed by Nick Fury and the other prisoners, took out two M1911s, and picked off the enemy soldiers. Han Lin's Firearms skill was a nightmare for the Hydra troops. Anyone who showed their head would basically get a bullet.

With only a little over a hundred men, Han Lin's side suppressed all the Hydra soldiers in the base so thoroughly that they could not raise their heads. Because of Han Lin, the enemy did not dare use tanks or armored vehicles. In their eyes, this humanoid beast specifically targeted tanks and armored vehicles, and no one wanted to be the first to take the lead.

The Hydra soldiers, beaten into submission, gradually collapsed. While their commander was being escorted away by his men, Han Lin took out a sniper rifle and shot him dead.

Without anyone left to command them, the Hydra soldiers either fled or died. Of the hundred-plus prisoners, aside from a few unlucky men killed by stray bullets, ninety-seven remained after a brief rest and headcount.

By the following morning, Han Lin's group had reaped a rich haul. They brought back every weapon and round of ammunition they could carry, along with all the armored vehicles and tanks. Along the way, the enemy's frontline defenses were destroyed under the muzzles of their own guns.

Han Lin had already activated the location tracker. Steve and Agent Carter had originally planned to assault the enemy's front line, but the signal point on the monitor kept drawing closer, and the enemy line was being inexplicably shelled. This made them decide to wait a little longer.

Han Lin did not make them wait long. More than a hundred people, bringing over a dozen tanks and vehicles loaded with military supplies, appeared in their sight.

Steve was the first to recover. "It's Lin. He's back."

Agent Carter was somewhat puzzled, because this was different from Han Lin's plan for them to take over the stronghold. Still, she did not think too much about it. She simply had the soldiers stay alert while she went forward to meet Han Lin.

"Didn't you say you weren't planning to come back?" Agent Carter asked in confusion.

"The plan changed. I don't think I can keep taking them with me." Han Lin pointed behind him and looked at Steve. "Steve, when we get back, I'll tell you exactly how to do it. I think you can infiltrate behind enemy lines like I did.

"I need to see Colonel Phillips. I need to know whether the enemy has this many prisoners everywhere. If so, Steve and I can quickly clear out the enemy's rear strongholds, rescue the hostages, and destroy the enemy's effective strength."