"Step!"

  With relentless speed, Kyle raced forward, his burden secured on his back, maneuvering through a maze of parked military vehicles as he spriowards the iron fen the edge of the base.

  "Don't let him escape! Chase him!"

  A relentless pursuit of over twenty German soldiers trailed behind, firing their guns as a storm of bullets desded upon the vehicles that served as temporary cover.

  Thanks to Kyle's well-built physique, enhanced by an array of physical Ability Cards, and the small size of the girl he carried, it seemed as if he had a doll-like backpack, posing no hindrao his movements.

  Darting past a barrage of bullets, Kyle crouched behind a civilian off-road vehicle. At that very moment, the girl on his back emitted a soft "Hmm" sound, rousing from her previous state of unsciousness.

  "What… what's happening?" The girl opened her eyes, immediately sensing that something was amiss. Bound by ropes once more, she found herself tethered to a muscur man, ging to his back like an octopus.

  "You're awake," Kyle replied, panting and feeling a sharp pang in his left shoulder. Uhe strain of relentless bat, his body glistened with sweat, and his battle suit had gro with perspiration, allowing both of them to feel each other's body heat.

  "What do we do now?" The girl's face flushed as she reized Kyle and asked in a feeble voice.

  "We're esg," Kyle responded, his left shoulder throbbing as he gingerly touched the wound. Warm, viscous liquid seeped through his battle suit, staining his palm crimson.

  "You're injured." The girl excimed with a surprised expressioched on her face.

  "It's just a minor injury," Kyle replied in a hushed tone.

  He had likely been hit when he broke through the rear partment of the vehicle earlier, but due to his body being in a tightly stretched state of excitement, he hadn't noticed it.

  "What should we do now?" The girl's voice trembled with a hint of tears, as she finally realized the dahey were in.

  "Don't worry, I made a promise to save you, and I don't io break it." Kyle looked up behind him, estimating the distao Warehouse No. 2. Several bullets whizzed past him, creating sparks as they hit the nearby vehicles.

  Kyle suddenly smiled. "We should be far enough from the ter of the base now."

  "We're in this situation, and you're still ughing."

  The girl bit her lip in frustration, her delicate hands firmly pressing against Kyle's wounded left shoulder, preventing the blood from flowing out.

  "Don't worry, with my body, it won't be…"

  Before Kyle could finish his sentence, he suddenly became aware of something and quickly lunged sideways. The moment, the spot where he had been standing was bsted bck by a hand grenade, obliterating half of the vehicle's rear end.

  "It seems they're getting angry. They're willing to destroy the base's military vehicles and supplies just to kill us."

  Kyle calmly assessed the situatioe his injury, it hadn't hampered his mobility. With nimble and astute maneuvers, he utilized the military vehicles as cover, evading successive volleys of gunfire, and tinuing their breakout.

  Kyle chuckled suddenly. "We should be far enough from the ter of the base by now."

  "Once again, why are you ughing in this situation." The girl's voice trembled with a hint of reproach as she bit her lip. Her fragile hands maintaiheir firm pressure against Kyle's wounded left shoulder, staung the blood flow.

  "Have you ever seen fireworks?" Kyle asked, his words puzzlingly cryptic.

  "Huh?" fusioched across the girl's face. She watched as Kyle's right hand delved into his pocket, retrieving an object resembling a remote trol.

  "This is the grand fireworks dispy that unfolds amidst war," Kyle cluded, pressing the button on the remote trol in his hand.

  Simultaneously, outside the entrance of Warehouse No. 2 within the German military base…

  Scores of German soldiers had gregated, creating a chaotic se of scattered corpses, smoke grenades, discarded firearms, helmets, and other debris. The aftermath of their frontation with the hors and the Ameri infiltrators painted a grim picture.

  "Our ander, Leo, was discovered dead in the warehouse's basement."

  "No trace of the intruders has been found."

  Several soldiers emerged from Warehouse No. 2, rep the situation. The officers exged bewildered gnces, struggling to prehend how their base had been invaded and subjected to signifit damage without their awareness.

  "Damn it! Reinforce our troops and duct a thh search of the entire base!" The sed-in-and of this base barked in frustration.

  At that moment, a panicked soldier burst out of Warehouse No. 2, shouting, "Run! Run for your lives!"

  "What's happening now?!" The officers demanded in unison.

  "They've pnted a timed bomb inside—"

  Before the soldier could finish his sentence, something occurred…

  And there was no tinuation.

  The timed bomb corresponding to the remote trol will activate immediately uhe remote trol. That timed bomb was set up by Kyle as soon as he infiltrated the warehouse. It wasn't a powerful bomb, but its bst radius was enough to engulf the size of the entire building.

  "And that building happeo be an ammunition ste warehouse."

  "Boom!"

  A deafening explosion reverberated, followed by a casg series of bsts that merged together, each eruption intensifying the explosive force.

  From Kyle's perspective oskirts of the rge base, the dazzling burst of fmes instantly enveloped the tral area of the base. The dust wave geed rose outward at a visible speed.

  Kyle, carrying the girl, quickly dove under a vehicle. A gust of airwaves roared, painfully vibrating his eardrums, and the vehicle's window gss shattered from the flying debris.

  When the dust settled, Kyle climbed up from uhe wrecked vehicle. Along with the girl, he looked towards the rear, only to see the tral area of the base fttened, engulfed in r fmes that turhe night sky crimson.

  The grand fireworks unfurling amidst the chaos of war truly lived up to their name.

  The German soldiers, who had beelessly pursuing Kyle, stood in stunned disbelief. Some sank to their kheir mournful cries merging with the chaos that surrouhem.

  "Let's seize this opportunity. Let's go." Kyle drew deep breaths, lifting the girl as he took tentative steps forward. Yet, he stumbled, nearly colpsing to the ground.

  His strength began to fade, his physical funs deing, and his sciousness and vision gradually blurred.

  "What's wrong with you?" the girl asked worriedly. In her eyes, sidering the amount of blood Kyle had lost after being shot, it was already incredible that he had sted this long.

  "I'm fine," Kyle replied, biting his too stimute his rying tain his posure as he slowly moved towards the barbed wire feeers away.

  "Damn it, they're over there!"

  "Avenge our rades! We 't let him get away!"

  From a short distance behind, the surviving German soldiers cursed and shouted, tinuing their pursuit of Kyle and the girl.

  "If we tinue like this, they will catch up to us! Untie me, let me go and stall them," The girl insisted, determination in her voice as she made up her mind.

  "Enough of that nonsense. With your petite frame, you wouldn't evehem for half a sed," Kyle said with a bitter smile, pting their current predit.

  If it came down to life ah, he would have to abandon the girl and employ his stealthy teleportation to secure his escape.

  But was it truly a matter of life ah at this moment?

  Kyle sighed. His dition was deteriorating rapidly, and without prompt medical attention, his life could be in jeopardy.

  "In that case…" Kyle was about to suggest something when a rge group of familiar figures suddenly materialized ahead, causing his eyes to widen. "This is…!"

  "Target the ones in the front and elimihe rest! Kill them all!" The Afri Ameri leader of the group coldly anded.

  "Da-da-da!"

  The sound of dense gunfire filled the air, yet every shot missed Kyle's body, instead finding their mark on the German soldiers who pursued him from behind.

  Despite their numerical disadvahe group of German soldiers was swiftly eradicated.

  "You finally arrived, Fury," Kyle breathed a sigh of relief the moment he saw Fury appear, he khe life-threatening crisis had beeed.

  "From this point forward, leave the follow-up tasks to us," Fury, leading the troops, stepped forward to support Kyle, his dark face dispying a row of gleaming white teeth.

  (End of this chapter)