Chapter 55

In the dark forest, a military motorcycle was speeding, and the roar of the engine echoed, alerting the crows perching on the branches.

"Damn it! Those Germans are catching up!"

Stephanie, holding her hands on the direction handle of the motorcycle, tried to resist the impulse to turn back. She was afraid to see the German soldiers who were chasing after her.

Now it is very close to the Allied front. As long as you leave this dense forest and go a few kilometers further, you will be a British stronghold.

It'll be safe there.

"Do you have anything to eat?"

"You must have food, don't you?"

"Give me something to eat..."

“……”

There are a large number of refugees in the dense forest.

They are all poor people who were homeless and had nowhere to go in the war.

"I have nothing to eat!"

Stephanie saw a ragged man blocking the way. Instead of slowing down, she tightened the accelerator.

This is not a time when compassion is rampant. Along the way, she has seen too many refugees who don't have enough to eat, so that they are numb.

Ending the war is the best way to save them!

Stephanie thought.

Boom!

The motorcycle hit the man and the other man's thin body hit the tree trunk.

"Sorry."

Stephanie clenched her teeth, saw the surging tide of refugees in front of her, and pulled out the mp40 submachine gun under her windbreaker.

"Go away! I can't help you! Go away!"

Dada, dada! Dada, dada!

The shrill gunfire spread through the dense forest, and the bullets tore the leaves overhead.

Out of the instinct of survival and fear of death, those small waves of refugees who gradually came over finally dispersed and made way for a passage.

"What a hell on earth!"

Stephanie still couldn't help looking back.

Those refugees who were dispersed walked towards the man who was hit and flew.

Hunger makes them lose their reason and human dignity.

She doesn't want to think about what will happen next. It will become a nightmare haunting her life.

"A car is coming!"

"They must have food!"

"Give me something to eat..."

“……”

The roar of mixed engines came towards the dense forest.

A group of soldiers in German uniforms drove motorcycles through the dark forest.

They roared past, turning a blind eye to the crowded tide of refugees.

"Get out of the way!"

A German officer took out his pistol and killed the refugees without hesitation.

They don't want to be delayed by these inferior people. The spies sneaking into Berlin are in front.

The saint general has ordered that this threat must be removed before the other party returns to the territory of the allies!

"Shoot! Shoot! Kill these pigs!"

The head German officer shouted.

He saw more and more refugees gathered and gave orders to shoot those who dared to stop on the spot.

Dada dada——

Gunfire!

One life after another is like a grain in the field, which is reaped by the sickle of death.

Stephanie, who tightened the accelerator and rushed out of the dense forest, heard the gunshot, her eyes flushed, but she never looked back.

Regardless of the bloody massacre, she carried the secret of Berlin's "Aryan Superman" and related technology.

If it is not delivered to the allies in time, more people will die.

"Thank God, it's here at last."

In front of the Allied positions, Stephanie saw steel tanks, sandbag bunkers, and vigilant soldiers.

"Stop!"

After firing a warning gun into the sky, a British soldier with a sten submachine gun aimed at Stephanie who did not intend to slow down.

On the battlefield, you don't keep your hand because the other party is a woman.

That way, you'll only die quickly.

"My name is Stephanie! An agent of MI6!"

Stephanie did not care too much to explain and directly reported her identity. She believed that London would not have done nothing.

This is the nearest British position to Berlin. If MI6 wants to send someone to pick it up, it will be arranged in advance.

"Stephanie..."

The soldier slowly put down his sten submachine gun and said to his comrades in arms: "go and inform brigadier general Luke Carville! It's the Allied Superman who just arrived here -"

He did receive orders to cooperate fully if a woman who claimed to be "Stephanie" asked for help.

Boom!

Before the soldier finished, a mass of hot energy blew his body to pieces!

Flesh and blood erosion!

Like a pool of sticky red mud, splashed on the bunker!

"Find cover! This is an enemy attack!"

Stephanie narrowly avoided the energy light behind her. She rolled off the motorcycle and fell on the hard ground.

Fortunately, she is not a weak female scientist, but a well-trained undercover agent.

When her body loses balance, Stephanie curls up and protects her head to minimize her injury.

"Tank class... Aryan Superman."

Stephanie, who was bleeding from rubbing her elbows and knees, supported her hands and hid behind the bunker.

She looked out and saw a burly German soldier coming.

Judging from the logo on each other's armband, it is the "tank class" Aryan Superman made in Berlin.

"Get into the tank quickly! This can kill him!"

Stephanie roared.

She knows how powerful the "tank class" Aryan Superman is.

Bullets can't break their skin. Even if they are injured, they can recover quickly.

The tank parked in the center of the position started slowly, and the track rolled and pushed forward.

The fort moved and the main gun was aimed at the German soldiers who were marching.

Boom!

The gun did not hit the other side.

He moved so fast that it was impossible for a heavy tank to keep up.

"Monster..."

A British soldier with a sten submachine gun stood up bravely to attract hatred.

A shuttle of bullets hit the monstrous German soldiers, deep into flesh and blood, but did not cause more fatal damage.

"Brit!"

The German soldiers rushed forward and approached.

Press your hands on each other's shoulders and pull outward!

Tear!

The human body is like a fragile tissue paper, which is directly torn open!

Blood gushing!

"Give me that gun!"

Stephanie snatched a Springfield rifle from the frightened soldiers.

She knows where the weakness of "tank class" Aryan Superman is.

Boom!

The big figure stained with blood stepped down heavily and jumped into the air with the help of the force of rebound.

Then it fell like a solid shell!

The German soldier jumped onto the tank.

Hold the strong main gun with both hands, and twist the gun barrel into a twist with the roar of a beast!

"Is this... Still human?"

The British soldiers suddenly lost their fighting spirit.

"Yes. He is still human and can be killed."

Stephanie lay on the bunker and stared coldly at the murderous German soldier through the sight of the Springfield rifle.

She gazed with bated breath, waiting for a chance to hit.

"Freya - is that your name? The saint general asked me to take you back or kill you."

The German soldiers, whose eyes sent out energy light and blasted the tank and the soldiers inside, seemed to feel something. They turned and looked at Stephanie and said with a smile, "but I think it's easier to twist off your head."

Boom!

A 7.62 mm metal bullet was fired at high speed from the muzzle.

The German soldiers opened their palms and protected their eyes.

"Do you think I will not guard against my weaknesses?"

The "tank class" Aryan Superman said contemptuously.

If you want to deal with him, you must at least use heavy weapons such as rocket propelled grenades and howitzers.

A rifle alone is not enough.

"Are you Stephanie?"

When the female agent who fled all the way was about to despair, a steady voice came from behind.

The tall figure, like a cast cloud, shrouded Stephanie.

She turned around, looked up and subconsciously replied, "that's right."

"You're safe."

The tall man smiled and then asked, "is that the superman of the axis?"

Stephanie nodded. She didn't know who the other party was, so she reminded: "the 'tank class' Aryan Superman made in Berlin is a meat grinder on the battlefield. He can't be fought by ordinary people!"

"Aryan Superman..."

The tall man walked out of the bunker and the voice with a relaxed smile floated behind him.

"I'm looking for him!"