IMUC-CHAPTER 56: WAR HERO

In the coastal region of Europe, along the British coastline, the temporary base camp of the US military was established. After the heads of the United States, Britain, and the Soviet Union decided to form an allied force and launch a large-scale invasion of Germany, the area of the temporary American base camp expanded more than five times within less than a month. Numerous military tents were densely set up inside.

The American forces that were once deployed on various frontlines in Europe were also ordered by the five-star general to gather and assemble here. Countless weapons and ammunition were continuously transported to this location.

This was just the preparation stage for the American fleet. In addition to most soldiers crossing the channel by ship and landing directly on the German coast across from the British coastline, thousands of fighter jets were busy preparing at another base.

This was the eve of a massive battle! With over a hundred thousand American soldiers as the main force, they temporarily camped in the base, waiting for the opportune moment to launch the attack.

In the temporary American base, groups of shirtless American soldiers were exercising on the vast open ground, under the direct sunlight at noon, emanating a strong and testosterone-filled atmosphere.

"The plane carrying Major Kyle is about to arrive!"

"The hero symbolizing American power and conquest is coming to our base…"

It was unknown who first spread this news, but it quickly caused a sensational hurricane that swept through the entire American base.

"Kyle is here!"

This announcement instantly drowned out the mischievous behavior and crying of German civilians and children. It reached the ears of the American people and soldiers, inspiring them with a different kind of almost fanatical reverence.

In less than half a minute, almost all idle American soldiers instinctively rushed to the designated area in the base to welcome the arrival of the plane. Dust clouds rose in the air, covering the roads inside the base.

Joseph, who was also in the base, opened the windows of the officer's conference room and looked at the soldiers running fervently outside. He couldn't help but exclaim, "That kid Kyle, he's truly remarkable! Just by his presence, the morale of the entire base and army can skyrocket. That's the charm of a war hero."

Brandt sat silently in his office chair, gazing at the suddenly bustling base, his lips pressed together without saying a word.

Joseph blinked and said, "Brandt, are you still troubled by the past conflicts? I believe Kyle has long forgotten about that little incident."

"He has indeed forgotten," Brandt shook his head and replied without a hint of kindness. "I'm still a Second Lieutenant, while he has become a Major, and not just any Major but an American hero. It was an honor for me to have had a shooting competition with an American hero in the past."

Joseph sighed inwardly, knowing that Brandt still couldn't let go of the past during their training period. Indeed, a newcomer whom he didn't have much faith in had managed to make a name for himself in less than a year, overshadowing the reputation of the new recruits' instructor.

But who could be blamed for that?

"Well, I'm going to go and have a look too. It's quite dusty outside, so you stay inside," Joseph said, putting on his hat and leaving the conference room, closing the door behind him.

Left alone in his office chair, Brandt sat silently, and all the words he wanted to say turned into a sigh.

Originally, among the recruits he trained, there were two American heroes who emerged at the same time…

In the landing area of the base.

Transport aircraft descended on the runway with a buzzing sound and came to a stop. Four soldiers armed with guns were the first to jump out of the aircraft. After placing the ladder, they stood on both sides, guarding the open space in front of the aircraft door.

Kyle stepped onto the ladder from the aircraft and walked out.

He was wearing his usual black and cool combat suit, with two compact energy pistols strapped to his legs. Behind him was a sheathed sword made of Carbonadium Sword, hanging from his back. The chest of his combat suit bore the emblem of a demon, symbolizing his identity, while his left shoulder displayed the insignia of a US Major.

The sunlight outside was glaring, and Kyle initially wanted to shield his eyes with his hand. However, as soon as he descended from the transport aircraft and looked straight ahead, he momentarily froze.

Tens of thousands of American soldiers in combat uniforms stood packed in the large open space next to the transport aircraft, stretching endlessly as far as the eye could see.

They saw Kyle, and instead of cheering or whistling disrespectfully, their faces were filled with admiration and smiles as they quickly raised their hands and clapped.

The wave of applause gathered into thunderous roars that echoed over the main base.

"Kyle, you've finally returned." A black officer with an eye patch pushed his way through the crowd of soldiers and walked excitedly toward Kyle.

"You always call me a war maniac. How could I miss a major war like this?" Kyle shrugged his shoulders and embraced Fury, patting each other's backs.

"Whoa, your strength has increased a lot. Ease up a bit." Fury took a step back, gasping for air.

"Just average," Kyle replied with a smile. The physical condition of a super soldier had already reached its peak and couldn't be further improved through training alone. Fury felt the increase in Kyle's strength, which came from the continuous growth of his Venom Battlesuit.

"Kyle!" A loud voice resounded, and Joseph also managed to squeeze his way out of the crowd of soldiers.

"Instructor Joseph, you came over here too." Kyle nodded at him, then asked, "You often go back to New York. How is Lucy doing now?"

"She's doing well. I've already checked in with the local police station. Don't worry." Joseph smiled.

"Thanks. Next time you go back, please bring something for her." Kyle nodded. He hadn't forgotten about Lucy, who was living in his house, but he had been stationed in Europe and didn't have much time to go back to New York.

"No problem," Joseph readily agreed.

Fury urged from the side, "Kyle, I'm not just here to pick you up. I also have General Chetis's orders. He wants me to go to the headquarters immediately after you arrive at the main base to meet him."

"General Chester, the overall commander of the allied forces in this campaign." Kyle nodded, immediately letting Fury lead the way.

Kyle walked forward, and the crowded crowd of soldiers immediately split apart, making way for a smooth path.

Apart from the soldiers from the original training base, the 102nd Regiment, and the Howling Commandos, many soldiers from other frontline units and new recruits had never seen Kyle before. Witnessing the war hero in person, one can imagine the surging emotions in their hearts.

This passionate sentiment was conveyed through enthusiastic applause and only subsided after Kyle's figure disappeared from the crowd.

Author's Note: This is a Marvel fanfiction set in Earth's world. Don't nitpick the specific military history and technology based on reality. Otherwise, you're just asking for trouble.

Don't connect it to the real world. Everything should be viewed according to the high-tech Marvel parallel universe, which will be awesome.

(End of this chapter)

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