After a brief battle, Kyle began to sge the battlefield for spoils of war.

  Ohe German soldiers died, all the items they carried became extractable as their owners had died making them ownerless.

  "Hmm, what's this?" Kyle looked at the two part scrolls he found on a German soldier and, with a thought, two Item Cards appeared before his eyes.

  [Encrypted Map 1]: taiailed topographic maps of the German forces' operational area and the location of their temporary base.

  [Encrypted Map 2]: tains information collected by the Germae squad on the distribution of Ameri forces, their camps, and supply routes in the operational area.

  "No wohey dared to venture deep into eerritory. It turns out they dispatched ae squad from Germany." Kyle wore a pensive expression on his face as he realized the significe of the two part maps he held in his hand and he kept them as Item Cards.

  These maps were like strategies, providing information on the distribution of forces for both sides, as well as detailed terrain of the local area. No wohe German forces were putting so much pressure on the Ameris.

  Kyle swiftly collected the equipment from the German soldiers and transferred them to his military vehicle.

  When it came to ammunition, Kyle never sidered it too much. He cimed all the military supplies that should have been looted by the enemy, without feeling the slightest bit of guilt in his heart.

  Finally, looking at the military vehicle that he had pletely emptied, Kyle cleared the two dead Ameri soldiers from the driver's seat and turhe slightly damaged military vehicle into a Card, which he carried with him.

  With the card colle plete, Kyle was now fully armed, carrying a carload of military supplies.

  Feeling fully prepared, Kyle stood on a small mound and gazed at the nearby bat zone. He pondered quietly, "It's time to join the frontlitle."

  Having experienced his first kill in this new life, Kyle had a deeper uanding of his own abilities. With the Ability Cards and Item Cards he possessed, he had the fideo face even a rge-scale war.

  Since war was aable part of his reborn life, he weled it with eveer iy!

  On the frontlitlefield...

  "Boom!"

  "Ratatatat!"

  The overpping sounds of ons and gunfire resembled a thunderous symphony. The red and blue fmes erupted from the muzzles, while the explosions of shells and grenades created dazzling fshes in the night, as the Ameri and German soldiers fiercely cshed against each other.

  The US forces mainly focused on defense, using piled-up dirt and storenches as cover, f a linear formation to tinuously block the advang German soldiers.

  Despite the stant harvest of German lives by bullets and shells, the German forces persisted in their inch-by-invasion, using the bodies of their fallen rades as cover. The distaweewo bat zones was shrinking by the minute.

  "These damn Nazis have lost their minds. They're nothing but war-crazed maniacs!" A bck sergeant leading a group of Ameri soldiers ched his teeth and spoke with bloodshot eyes as he sed the soldiers around him who were struggling to hold on.

  He tightened his fists and shouted into the radio, "Our soldiers are running out of ammunition! Haven't the reinforts and supplies from the rear arrived yet?!"

  "At this rate, our defense line only hold on for aen minutes--"

  Before the sergeant could finish his sentence, a heavy artillery explosion roared in the area, and a shell nded a few meters away from him, obliterating a nearby soldier.

  "What's this?" The sergeant was thrown to the ground by the shockwave of the explosion. Ign the ringing in his ears and the disfort in his body, he struggled to stand up and looked forward from the destroyed trend saw a huge mae crawling like a mohe wheels on that mae crushed the bodies of tless German soldiers into mi as it moved.

  "Those damn Nazis! They held batil now, and they even deployed tanks? I was wrong. It's not ten minutes, it's ten seds before our defensive line is breached!" The sergeant's face was filled with despair as he looked at this se.

  As the German tank advanced while adjusting its firing dire, a loud, thunderous explosion resounded behind the sergeant just moments before the sed shell was fired.

  "Boom!"

  The rocket artillery not only produced a pierg sound but also emitted thick smoke from its tail, trag a parabolic curve through the air. With impeccable accuracy, it crossed a distance of forty meters and nded directly on the barrel of the German tank.

  tally, the sed shell of the tank had yet to be fired from the barrel, but it was instantly engulfed in a brilliant explosion, turning the tank into a pile of scrap metal. This caused signifit casualties among the nearby German soldiers who were trying to advance.

  "he Ameri soldiers who withis se became eted, including the bck sergeant.

  The sergeant's eyes widened as he saw this se and the situation, which seemed hopeless, instantly turned around with a single rocket artillery shot. Uo resist, he turned his head o look at the person who aplished it.

  Several meters behind the trench defense line, just beyond the soldier's view, a sturdy and handsome young man stood with a Rocket uncher slung over his shoulder. It was her than Kyle, who had hurriedly arrived.

  Seeing the soldiers' gazes focused on him, Kyle smiled faintly and introduced himself, "Soldier Kyle, here to reinforce the frontline!"

  This grueling and brutal defense war sted throughout the night!

  From the darkness until the pale dawn broke on the eastern horizon, the German army finally abaheir suicidal breakthrough attempts areated like a reg tide.

  This could be sidered a temporary victory for the Ameri forces— A pyrrhic victory (A Pyrrhic victory is a success that es with great losses or uable costs.)!

  The defense line was divided by a line of life ah. The bodies of German and Ameri soldiers piled up like mountains on the desote battlefield, turning several miles of nd into scorched earth, tainted by dark-red blood.

  tless surviving Ameri soldiers cked the strength to cheer. After enduring a night of tinuous high-iy bat, their bodies and minds were exhausted. Many soldiers colpsed unscious on the ground, their hands still tightly gripping their rifles.

  Kyle was equally fatigued and sat in a trench covered in bloodstains and mud. This night's experience was unlike anything he had ever entered or experienced before.

  Despite his marksman skills, where a single bullet could cim a life, the harsh survival ditions otlefield, bined with the relentless enemy onsught, put immense pressure on him.

  It was like a tug of war-with death, requiring his body to remain te all times. Any slight rexation could result in bullets pierg through any part of his body.

  This was the reality e-scale warfare!

  Only when the enemy retreated did Kyle throw the red-hot firearm barrel to the ground. The rifle hissed aed smoke as it touched the slightly wet ground, clearly rendered useless after fulfilling its duty.

  "Soldier, your name is Kyle, right?" The bck sergeant struggled to approach him. His left eye was pletely damaged, and one of his hands hung dowo a gunshot wound.

  However, he grinned, revealing his white teeth, and said, "sidering how young you are, this must be your first time otlefield, right?"

  "That's right." Kyle nodded while he gasped for breath.

  "It truly is your first time otlefield, and to enter such a rge-scale war. Your performance was exceptional, far beyond that of a rookie. I'll personally reend you for endation to the el wheurn," The sergeant praised.

  "Whatever. After experieng such a war, feeling alive is already a blessing," Kyle reflected.

  "Indeed. Just being alive is a stroke of luck." The sergeant smiled and said, "Let's wait a bit longer. Reinforts from the rear will arrive soon to relieve us, and we rest for half a day."

  "Rest? I'm afraid I 't do that." Kyle shook his head and tapped the pocket of his military uniform, saying, "I have something important that I o submit to the el!"

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