I Am In Marvel

In the frontline temporary camp, the headquarters tent.

"In the one-night battle last night, we have lost 987 soldiers. The German enemy has suffered more casualties than us. Now we count nearly two thousand."

After listening to the report of his soldiers, Colonel Marcos frowned deeply.

Nearly 3,000 soldiers were killed, and there were countless people who were injured and unable to fight. One can imagine how tragic the battle last night was!

"Germany wanted to occupy this area so madly last night. They definitely wanted to use this area as a strategic zone and then go straight to the hinterland of European territory. Although they retreated temporarily, they will definitely not give up so easily. It will make a comeback again. Correspondent, how many troops from the rear of our army can come for reinforcements?" Colonel Marcos frowned.

The communication soldier replied: "The manpower and military resources in the remaining frontline areas are also very tight. There are only three troops that can come to reinforce this side, with 300 people. One of the troops is a pure recruit lineup that was temporarily formed from the training base."

"Recruits?" Colonel Marcos couldn't help roaring when he heard this. "What's the use of recruits? I'm a frontline here, not a nursery school!"

At this moment, the soldier’s words came from outside the tent, “Report! A soldier named Kyle came and said that there was something important to inform the colonel.”

"Soldier Kyle?" Colonel Marcos was taken aback, wondering if there was such a person in his camp suddenly, thinking for a moment or let Kyle in.

As soon as Kyle walked into the tent, Colonel Marcos was taken aback when he saw him and blurted out, "Aren't you just the recruit who came to report last night?"

"Yes, Colonel Marcos." Kyle nodded and recognized the other party. The colonel in front of him picked up the plane last night and asked him to go directly to the commander of the frontline combat zone.

"What are you doing?" Colonel Marcos asked in a cold voice. At this time, Kyle hadn't washed himself, his combat uniform was full of bloody dirt.

"I got a very important piece of intelligence from a German elite squad last night. I think it will be of great help to the battle, so I will see you directly after the battle." Kyle said, putting it in his pocket Two of the sheepskin rolls were taken out.

"German elite squad? Intelligence objects?" Colonel Marcos was surprised, and he took the parchment scroll with spirit, and asked, "How did you get it?"

"Of course they were killed and found from their bodies." Kyle shrugged, and briefly recounted the incident of the German elite team on the way to the combat zone.

"The enemy elite squad lurking in the rear area of ​​our main army were all killed by you?" Colonel Marcos felt unbelievable, and then flabby the parchment scroll, seeing that the content was a map and countless German troops. Cipher word.

"It's really the German intelligence signal." Colonel Marcos opened his eyes wide, and said with surprise and joy, "They should all be on it to collect intelligence information from the war zone! Communications soldiers, please go to the rear immediately and ask anyone who can decipher the signal. Professionals come here!"

"No, no need." Kyle waved his hand gently.

"No need?"

Colonel Marcos and the communications soldier looked at Kyle suspiciously.

A smile appeared on Kyle's tired young face, "German cipher, I happened to learn from the professionals in the training base."

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Three days later.

Three days have passed since Kyle was sent to the front line.

At this time, the underground research room.

'Boom!Bang!Bang!'

In the training field, the hanging superweight sandbags were constantly thrown away under the powerful blows of fists.

Wearing a sweat-soaked vest, the very tall and robust blond youth stood firmly in front of the sandbag.Every time he performed ordinary boxing, he exerted unimaginable amazing punching power, and swayed the sandbag back and forth.

Carter's beautiful eyes, who was watching from the sidelines, showed unbearable,

'Boom!'

As if he hadn't heard it, Steve was still punching the sandbag with more gravity, sweating constantly on the ground.

"Steve!" Carter raised his voice coldly, and Steve slapped the sandbag, making the swing-like sandbag finally stop.

Steve smiled bitterly and said, "What am I like, a super soldier? Or is it an experiment hidden in the basement? I don't want to be like this."

"Steve, your battle has not come yet." Carter said comfortingly.

"When will it come? When will I have to wait?!" Steve's handsome and upright face was full of pain, and said dejectedly: "My brother-Kyle. He has gone to the front line to fight! And I, Steve Rogers, was entrusted by him to look forward to, but I stay here to live a peaceful life without the sound of war."

"Kyle." Carter couldn't help being silent when he heard the name.

"I should be able to do more instead of spending boring time here." Steve said.

"Of course. Steve Soldier, of course you can do more."

A sultry voice suddenly came in, and Steve and Carter looked sideways and saw that it was a middle-aged and elderly man in a suit and tie.

"I'm a senator. There are a lot of stage resources and opportunities in hand, enough for you to show your extraordinary ability to show people all over the country. It is also a powerful help to the current war." The senator smiled and took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over. "I call it, Captain America Propaganda Plan."

"Captain America?" Steve was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and finally accepted the business card from the Senator.

At the same time, the front line camped.

"Kyle, the colonel wants you to go to the headquarters."

"Command?" Kyle, who had just returned from the battle, was taken aback for a moment. He still handed the guns on hand to the correspondent in charge of transmitting the message, and walked directly to the white tent of the command.

"Soldier Kyle, come and report!"

"Come in."

As soon as Kyle stepped into the tent, he discovered that it was full of officers in military uniforms, nearly a dozen people.

Colonel Marcos, with the highest rank in the command, sat in a chair. After seeing Kyle walk in, Colonel Marcos raised his voice and said, "Everyone, this is the soldier who brought back two intelligence maps and completed the interpretation three days ago. , Kyle."

More than a dozen officers immediately focused their eyes on Kyle, and when he saw him so handsome and young, they also showed expressions of amazement.

"Soldier Kyle, you really did a great job this time!"

"Yes, I heard that there is a map to collect information about our military camp. If it is taken back by those nasty scraps, I am afraid that it will be bombarded by bomber shells."

"You come here less, and more importantly, the second map."

"It's all important and it's important. If you can bring back the intelligence map and interpret it, now the quality of recruits is really getting stronger."

"Uncommon talents, our army needs such fresh blood."

Kyle fell into a verbal compliment until Colonel Marcos cleared his throat with a cough, and the people in the tent converged.

"Soldier Kyle. You have made a major contribution to the army, and I will report it again after this victory is achieved." Colonel Marcos said solemnly.

Kyle's pupils shrank and he said in surprise: "This time the result? Could it be that..."

"That's right." Colonel Marcos nodded, spread the information on the interpretation of the second parchment scroll on the table, and said in a majestic and domineering manner: "Thanks to you, the interpretation of the second map marked several German troops. Here is a camp base outside the combat zone."

"With it, the general has issued the latest order-tonight, we will usher in the first large-scale counterattack!"