11 Captain America and the Allied Counterattack

In the Allied temporary camp on the front line, at the tent of the headquarters.

"In the night-long battle last night, we have lost 969 soldiers. The Germans have had more casualties than us, the count is nearly 2,000."

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

Nearly 3,000 soldiers were killed, and countless others were injured still unable to fight. It is stunning how tragic the battle last night was!

"The Germans wanted to occupy this area so crazily last night. They want to use this area as a strategic spot, and then break through the hinterland of European territory. Although they temporarily retreat, they will not give up so easily. Soon after, the rest of them will make a comeback again. Correspondent, how many troops in the rear of our army can come as reinforcements?" Colonel Marcos frowned.

The communication soldier replied, "The rest of the front lines are also very tight in manpower and military resources. There are only three troops, three hundred people, who can come to reinforce the camp here. One of the troops is a lineup of pure recruits that have just been temporarily formed from the training base."

"Recruits?" Colonel Marcos couldn't hold back his roar when he heard this. "What's the use of recruits? I'm on the front line here, not in a nursery school!"

At this moment, a soldier's message came from outside the tent, "Report! A soldier named Kyle Kell came and said that there was something important to inform the colonel."

"Soldier Kell?" Colonel Marcos was stunned for a moment, thinking about whether he remembered such a person in his camp, and he thought for a while, then let Kyle enter.

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

"Yes, Colonel Marcos." Kyle nodded and recognized the other party. The colonel in front of him was the one who picked him up at the plane last night and asked him to go directly to the front-line combat area.

"What are you doing here?" Colonel Marcos asked coldly. At this moment, Kyle hadn't washed yet, and his combat uniform was full of bloody mud.

"I got a very important intelligence item from a German elite squad last night. I think this will be of great help to the battle, so I came to see you directly after the battle." Kyle said, putting the pocket The two parchment rolls were taken out.

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

"Of course, they were killed and I found it from their corpses." Kyle shrugged and briefly recounted the encounter with the German elite team on the way to the combat zone.

"You killed all the enemy elite squads lurking in the rear area of ​​our main army?" Colonel Marcos felt incredulous, then spread out the parchment scroll with a palpitating heart, and saw the map and countless German troops. He started to cipher words.

"It is the intelligence code of the German army." Colonel Marcos opened his eyes wide, and said with surprise and joy, "The information that they are lurking somewhere to collect data in the combat area should be on it! Communication soldiers, go to the rear immediately and ask for someone who can decipher the code's language. Professionals come first!"

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

"It's unnecessary?"

Colonel Marcos and the communications soldier looked at Kyle suspiciously.

Kyle's tired young face showed a smile, "I happened to learn it from the professional linguists in the training base."

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Three days later.

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

At this time, in the underground research room.

'Boom! Bang! Bang! '

In the training grounds, the hanging overweight sandbags were constantly pummeled under the powerful blows of two fists.

Wearing a sweat-soaked tactical vest, the tall and muscular blonde young man stood firmly in front of the sandbag. Each of his ordinary punches showed unimaginable and amazing punching power, swaying the sandbag back and forth.

Carter's beautiful eyes, which were watching from the sidelines, showed unacceptance, and she said aloud: "Steve. It's time to take a break, you've been doing this for over an hour."

'Boom! '

As if Steve didn't hear it, he kept punching the sandbag with more strength, and sweat was constantly splashing on the ground.

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

Steve said with a wry smile, "What am I really, just a super soldier? Or some experiment is hidden in this basement? I don't want to live like this."

"Steve, your battle is yet to come." Carter comforted.

"When will that come? How long do I have to wait?!" Steve's handsome and upright face was full of pain, and he said dejectedly: "My brother - Kyle. He has already gone to the front lines to fight! And I, Steve Rogers, was entrusted with his great blessing for success in my battles. Now I must stay here to live a peaceful life without the sounds of war?!"

'Kyle.' Hearing the name, Carter couldn't help being silent.

"I should be able to do more than just have a boring time here," Steve said.

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

A full-fledged voice suddenly interjected, and Steve and Carter looked sideways and saw that it was a middle-aged and elderly person wearing a suit and tie.

"I'm the senator. You have a lot of stage resources and opportunities, enough for you to show your extraordinary talents to the people of the country. It's also a powerful boost to the current war." The senator smiled and took out a business card from his pocket and handed it over, "I call it, the Captain America Propaganda Project."

"Captain America?" Steve was stunned, hesitated for a moment, but finally took the business card handed by the senator.

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Meanwhile, in the frontline encampment.

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

"Headquarters?" Kyle, who had just returned from the battle, was stunned for a moment, but he handed over his visible firearms on hand to the correspondent in charge of the report and walked directly to the white tent of the headquarters.

"Soldier Kyle, here for a message!"

"Come in."

Kyle just stepped into the tent, only to find that there are nearly a dozen officers in military uniforms standing inside.

Colonel Marcos, the highest rank in the command, was sitting 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 evaluation of the three days ago, Kyle Kell."

More than a dozen officers immediately focused their attention on Kyle, and when they saw that he was so dignified and young, they showed an expression of amazement.

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

"Yeah, I heard that there is a map with relevant information about our army camp. If it was brought back by those Nazi bastards..., I am afraid that we will be bombarded by bomber shells right now."

"Still, the more important thing is the second map."

"It's all important and informative. He can bring back the intelligence map of enemy camps and interpret it. Now we can see the quality of the recruits is getting increasing."

"Rare talent, our army needs such fresh blood."

Kyle fell into a chorus of verbal praise until Colonel Marcos coughed and cleared his throat, and the people in the tent restrained.

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

Kyle's eyes squinted and he said in a professed surprise: "It will be reported after victory? Could it be that..."

"That's right." Colonel Marcos nodded, "Spread the information about the information on the second parchment scroll which is on the table!" Marcos majestically exclaimed, "Thanks to you, several German troops have been marked. Their camp base is nearby the combat zone here."

"With this, the general has issued his latest order - tonight, we will usher in the first large-scale counterattack operation on the Axis!"