Marvel, why is it invincible?

After some explanations from his regimental commander, Robert knew that the last one he killed was a German regiment commander.

In addition to the more than 300 enemy troops he killed in this battle, the captain came as a matter of course.

Burns was also nominated to be promoted to lieutenant colonel because of his meritorious leadership. Although this proposal is still in the discussion stage, it is not far off.

So Burns is now also in good spirits on happy occasions, and is very talkative.

The two chatted leisurely for more than half an hour, and Burns saw that Robert had gradually begun to perfunctory before stopping after finishing the last topic.

"To be honest, Robert, sometimes I even wonder whether you are a human or a ghost..." At the end of the conversation, Burns said with emotion, and Robert just smiled without saying anything.

It wasn't until he watched Burns leave that he gave the answer, "Maybe it's a ghost..."

Looking up at the sky, Robert actually had the joy of being promoted, but he was more confused because his current status was obtained in exchange for fresh lives.

Although on the battlefield he only sniped the enemy from a distance, and mentally hinted to himself that this was just a shooting game, but can a person fool himself for a while and be fooled forever?

As an ordinary person in his previous life, Robert lived peacefully in the place where he was reborn even after traveling through Marvel. Murder may not be a fear to him, but it is definitely not indifferent.

As the Nazi nemesis of the US military and the messenger of hell in the eyes of the German army, Robert is now synonymous with executioners.

But he is still full of fear of killing people, which is why he usually only uses the style of sniping the enemy.

Robert would feel uncontrollably guilty if asked him to end a human life at close range.

But if it was out of necessity, then Robert would not hesitate to kill anyone who stood in his way, even if he felt guilty.

"Maybe I'm just a bastard who does whatever it takes to achieve my goal..." Robert suddenly laughed at himself as he saw the full moon covered by dark clouds.

Robert's captain's military uniform was delivered early the next morning. It should be special care, otherwise it would not be so fast.

For World War II, when there were no entertainment facilities, it was even more boring to be in the wilderness. Robert, who had had enough of lying in the barracks, originally planned to go to the wounded area.

However, things backfired, and Robert just went out and bumped into Burns who came to look for him.

Burns: "You said you came back to teach me marksmanship, remember?"

Looking at Burns who was full of expectations, Robert thought to himself as a 'disappointment' and asked speechlessly: "Can't you come to me at another time? How about tonight..."

Burns: "Not so good!"

On the shooting range in the barracks, Robert taught his superior one move after another. In fact, what he taught was more based on his own experience. After all, he didn't know how to teach the two special abilities of "human limit" and "sensitivity".

Although special abilities can't be taught to people, Robert is a battlefield god and demon with a record of killing thousands of people. The experience alone is enough for Burns to drink a pot.

Unreservedly imparting his own experience, the result was that Major Burns, who was addicted to learning, took him to practice until the sun went down. It could be a whole day except for eating and going to the bathroom. Robert was confined to the shooting range.

Seeing the sun go down and the target in the distance could not be seen clearly, Burns had the intention to stop, but he still pestered Robert to ask questions on the way back.

"Are you saying that controlling breathing can also improve precision? Can you tell me the specific method?"

As he spoke, he also took out a small notebook, apparently wanting to record it and go back to read it. Robert's head was a little dilated by his actions today.

"Sir, it's time for me to rest, remember?"

"That's true, but I think it's still on the battlefield, even though it's the rear."

"But it doesn't mean absolute safety, so I think you should listen to the chief, so what is the answer to the question Captain!?"

Seeing that he even pulled out the relationship between superiors and subordinates, Robert really wanted to slap himself when he promised to teach him marksmanship.

"If I knew it earlier, I would have prevaricated..."

There was no way Robert had to teach for more than an hour, until he couldn't stand it anymore, and then he fooled Burns and said,

"Sir, I think you have learned enough today. I once heard a saying that you can't chew as much as you want."

"The cake needs to be eaten in one bite, and if you eat it all at once, you may choke to death."

In order to support his statement, Robert asked about the knowledge points he had given in the morning. Burns thought for a long time and found that he couldn't answer it, and finally accepted Robert's statement, and decided to learn slowly. After all, Robert can't run away here.

"Huh... Finally sent him away."

Looking at the figure of Burns who was still looking at the notes when he left, Robert understood how this young major who had nothing to do with the army got here.

That was paid for by his perseverance and his fearlessness on the battlefield...

For the next two days, Burns didn't come to him again, and Robert got his wish and came to the place where the wounded recuperated, but unfortunately the nurses there didn't meet his aesthetics.

Robert is not a creature who is filled with that thing and only knows how to think with his lower body. He hasn't reached the point where he can't eat without food.

Robert spent these two days in boredom until he met Colonel Philip on the third day.

At this moment, his face was gloomy, but Robert just glanced at him and his attention was not on him at all, but on a person beside Colonel Philip.

She has big brown eyes that deeply attracted Robert, and as the eyes moved down, the exquisite figure wrapped in the teacher's clothes was even more fascinating.

But Robert took a look at Philip's bad face, and finally suppressed the urge to strike up a conversation.

As a result, just as he was about to turn around and walk away, he was spotted by the sharp-eyed Philip: "Robert come with me."

"Okay..." replied

So Robert joined Philip's team logically, and stood beside the beautiful teacher.

"Robert Betty"

Behind Philip, Robert greeted the beautiful woman next to him in a low voice, but it seemed that she saw his thoughts and just replied politely: "Carter"

"Carter? Such a familiar name..." Robert read a sentence, but he didn't want his behavior to be regarded as a conversation to attract others' attention.

"Really? The name Robert Betty is also familiar. You can't be the messenger of hell! Your name is very similar to his." Carter said with a surprised expression.

Robert wasn't tough, of course he could tell that the other party was mocking him. After all, no one would associate Robert, who looked a little thin at first glance, with a very peaceful temperament, with the executioner Hellbringer.

This kind of ridicule was obviously aimed at embarrassing Robert. It was obvious that people were not interested in him. Robert, who was making fun of himself, rubbed his nose in embarrassment.

Colonel Philip walked in front, and the conversation between Robert and Carter could not escape his ears.

Obviously, he was very happy to see Robert make an embarrassment, and a smile unconsciously showed on his gloomy face, but he quickly restrained himself.

Philip did not speak for Robert from the beginning to the end, and the group of people on the road did not say anything more. The atmosphere seemed a little depressed unconsciously, and the command tent was not far away. This atmosphere did not last long.

As soon as you walk into the tent, you can notice that the table that was originally used to unfold the combat map is now full of envelopes.

Of course, Robert would not naively think that this is some kind of safety letter, because that thing does not need to be placed in the command tent, but sent directly to the rear.

Philip's subsequent performance also confirmed this point. I saw that he lost control of his emotions the moment he saw those envelopes. He flicked his hat and said foul words

"Fack! These damned Nazis, one day I will personally send them all to hell!"

It was obvious from Philip's performance that these envelopes were not to report safety, on the contrary, they were all carrying bad news to the families of those who died in battle.

Robert looked at the thick stack, as if what he saw were not envelopes, but corpses lying there. For a moment, Robert wondered if it was the same on the German side, how much pain would the families of those German soldiers killed by him feel?

But this kind of pity only existed for a moment, because Robert thought of the Asian battlefield thousands of miles away, and the persecution of flower growers by devils who lived a good life.

That is simply a group of things that cannot be called human beings, so how better can the German Nazis be as famous as them?

"Sir these people come from..."

After a brief silence, Robert was the first to ask the question, but he didn't expect that when he originally wanted to ask which regiment these people belonged to, Philip was the first to give the answer.

"Most of them are from the 107th Regiment, and the survivors among them are on their way back one after another."

Robert, who knew the direction of the plot, should be extremely calm at the moment, but for some reason, his chest was constricted for no reason, and an emotion called self-blame was brewing in his heart.

"Sorry sir, I should have gone with them so that maybe..." He was interrupted before he could finish.
Philip: "Listen Robert, no one knows this was a premeditated ambush, if I sent you then you probably wouldn't even come back
"So you don't need to feel guilty about it, and that's why I called you here."

Carter was a little confused by the side, so she didn't understand why Robert, a tall and thin boy who looked like he had little flesh, felt guilty for Agatha's actions, and even Colonel Philip personally came to enlighten him.

'Could it be! ? 'Carter suddenly thought of a possibility, driven by curiosity, she couldn't help saying
"Excuse me, Colonel Philip, this Robert, isn't he the rumored messenger of hell?"

Seeing that Robert was still blaming himself, Philip decided to divert his attention. After all, Philip had already treated Robert with complete confidence.

Philip: "Yes, Carter, agent, as you think. This is the one in front of you, the long-rumored Nazi nemesis."

Carter: "Oh! Really? I thought the Hellbringer should be a big, muscular guy."

There was a look of surprise on her face, obviously from the beginning Carter didn't think of Robert as a "Nazi nemesis".

Philip's goal of diverting attention was obviously achieved. He was easily attracted to this beautiful agent who made Robert's heart flutter.

Robert: "To be honest, I do have muscles, but it's just blocked by this suit."

Carter: "You're so interesting..." She pursed her red lips, pretending to be interested.

This seems to be a very ambiguous hint. If Robert is stunned, he may have one of the three major illusions in his life, "She likes me".

But in fact, Robert's identity did change Carter's attitude, but it is impossible to say that he fell in love with him because of this.

Robert believes that Carter, one of the founders of S.H.I.E.L.D., will not be so superficial, and she must have some kind of purpose.