I Am In Marvel

In the middle of the night, the sun has completely fallen into the horizon of the sea, and the night is like a black mist covering the streets of the French coast.

'Boom----'

'Da da da!'

The defensive line on the forefront of the beach had long been defeated, and the continuous gunfire and gunfire continued to cover the inner area of ​​more than ten miles.

The Allied forces of the Three Kingdoms immersed themselves in the offensive, and the German soldiers resisted desperately. The two sides were in chaos. The exchange of fire with powerful guns was continuously lit at night, and the illuminated ground was full of hell-like bloody tragedy.

Countless corpse remains were covered with broken helmets, empty magazines, guns, and empty shells of bullets scattered all over the place, blood ticking and flowing together, it really seemed like a rain of blood.

At this time, the war has not ended, it has just begun to kick off.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night full of killing and gunpowder, and it is also an unprecedented battle that the people of major countries will not want to recall.

At this time, the edge of the city street.

"Devil! He is a devil!"

"Retreat, all retreat back!!"

Unlike the stalemate of the soldiers on both sides in other areas of the war, the battle here is completely one-sided. A dozen German soldiers with well-armed faces rushed toward their lives with a pale face of fear.

Not far behind them, in the gloom of the street alley, a tall and strong humanoid monster slowly carried a bloody one-handed sword, step by step to keep up.

That human-shaped monster, like a dark keratinous membrane on the outside, is presented with a perfect muscle contour assembly line, and if there is no light from the artillery fire, it will blend with the night.

Scarlet slender eyes, horrible fangs, and wild physique outline, this is the original form of Kyle and the venom covering his whole body.

In the street alley where he was passing by, dozens of dead soldiers lay across the ground, fresh blood still overflowing to clean the floor.

"Grenades! Throw me grenades!" The German officer led by the team yelled in horror, and the remaining soldiers immediately threw all the grenades on their bodies back as they did.

'Boom boom boom!'

The blasting sound caused by the grenade formed a string, completely sealing off the street passage, and the surrounding collapsed houses blocked Kyle's figure.

"Huh." The German officer sighed loosely, sitting on the ground with weak legs and numb, and laughed out of fear: "Hahaha, that monster is dead! Finally dead..."

His words were stunned, but he didn't know when, a deep chill came from behind, and the shadow cast by his tall physique enveloped his body.

"Captain, behind you--" The other dozen German soldiers looked behind the officer one after another, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in their lives, and they couldn't stop shaking back.

The German officer even stood up, and even lost the strength to turn his head. The teeth trembled as they were fighting each other, and he said hoarsely: "Shoot, continue, shoot..."

'Puff!'

The sharp point of the one-handed sword fell from the top of the head and penetrated the entire head of the German officer directly and easily.

"Captain!" A dozen German soldiers roared in tears, turning their grief and indignation into courage, defeating fear and fired at the black shadow behind the German officer's body.

The next moment, the densely packed bullets hit the black shadow and fell to the ground, showing how futile their final counterattack was.

'Tap!'

Pulling the one-handed sword away from his head, Kyle covered the dense rain of bullets with a venom suit. He leaned forward and sprinted to close the distance with the enemy by a few meters. Like falling to the ground one after another.

The battle in this small area quickly returned to its original silence.

Kyle didn't know how many enemy soldiers he killed like this. These were meaningless. Indulging in the night atmosphere of such killings, his body was still in a highly excited state.

Taking a silent look at the enemy's corpses, Kyle was about to set off to go deep into the war zone again, and suddenly he saw a scene from the distant street, and the steps he had just taken stopped immediately.

Less than 100 meters away, there was also a group of about ten German soldiers on the street area, engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with an enemy.

The man was still struggling to resist with his guns, but soon he threw away the guns in his hand and rushed towards the group of German soldiers not afraid of death.

Just like a lone wolf hunting its prey, the man rushes forward facing the bullet, holding a claw-like cold weapon in his hand, making a desperate gesture.

I don't know if it is courage or stupidity, so I rushed to ten guns with sufficient ammunition without any protection, and the result can be imagined.

When Kyle saw this scene coldly, he wanted to leave, but in the next instant, the reversal of the one-to-ten battle made him tremble physically and mentally.

It turned out that the man not only didn't die under the muzzle, but succeeded in breaking into the German soldiers. The claw weapon in his hand quickly harvested the soldiers' lives, and the blood was splashed, and the speed of killing was faster than him!

Almost in the blink of an eye, ten German soldiers in the field of vision fell to the ground, and only the man was standing alone on the scene, taking advantage of the darkness and quickly disappearing.

The hood of the venom suit turned into black silk and faded, revealing the handsome face of Kyle. At this moment, his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

"Should it be him, how is this possible?!"

This is the world of Marvel movies, the world of Avengers, how could that person exist...

Kyle didn't hesitate at all, immediately pedaling and sprinting, and rushed to where he was.

Within a few seconds, Kyle arrived at the scene where he was fighting just now and quickly looked around to confirm that there were only ten broken bodies lying in a pool of blood on the ground, and the lone wolf-like man could no longer see it.

Kyle checked the fatal wounds on the corpses of the German soldiers one by one. Most of them were on the neck and chest. There were three claw marks deep into the bones of Bai Sensen, which were basically killed by a clean blow.

His mind was swaying, it was difficult to calm his mood.

Is it really that person?

Kyle fell into thinking, and soon seemed to be aware of something, turning keenly and looking at the alley corner beside the street.

In the dark corner of the night, a middle-aged uncle in a Soviet soldier's combat uniform walked out indifferently, leaned against the corner of the alley, took a cigarette and a lighter into his pocket, and slowly lit himself.

He wears a cool black hair with a beard on his chin covering his cheeks, his face is rough and masculine.

The middle-aged uncle took a breath of enjoyment, looked at Kyle standing next to the German soldier's corpse coldly, and asked in white smoke, "Who are you, American soldier?"