Super Combat Soldier

Chapter 584: 583 Chapter ”A Battle Alone

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Witt was pissed off that these old fellows from Military Base No. 11 dared to disobey his orders. He was so angry that he wanted to open fire and kill them all. If it weren’t for the fact that after killing these old fellows, he couldn’t put the base on level-one alert by himself, Witt would have already shot them dead. This was mainly because Witt was rather conceited and stubborn!

In the end, Witt still told Military Base No. 11 the truth about the other old fellows, which was that the ”Eastern Demon” Ye Tianchen, might target their military base. This revelation truly shocked everyone and made it hard for them to believe that Ye Tianchen would dare to storm a military base alone. Was this guy a monster? However, recalling how Ye Tianchen had swept through Washington, stormed the White House, and fought Thomas, the leader of the Superpower Special Agent Team, sent chills down their spines and made them feel a coldness creeping up their back.

”You don’t need to be too tense. First, we don’t know if this ’Eastern Demon’ has the guts to break into our base. If he really dares, I will make sure he doesn’t leave alive. Second, I’ve already called Di Yiwang back. You know his abilities. Even if Ye Tianchen’s superpower is strong, it’s not stronger than Di Yiwang’s,” Witt said confidently.

The other old fellows from Military Base No. 11 nodded their heads in agreement. Indeed, Di Yiwang’s Superpower Skills were formidable and considered to be the ace of Military Base No. 11. In the U.S., many military bases existed, and within New York alone, there were three major ones. Each of these three military bases had its own reliance; otherwise, how could they possibly compete with the other military bases? Take Military Base No. 12 for example, Balock’s ace was the virus-infected monsters he researched, using the most advanced viral genetic manipulation. As for Military Base No. 13’s Libi, aside from his ”Death God Squad,” he was also a powerful Superpower User himself. As for Military Base No. 11’s Witt, his trump card was Di Yiwang, who had been tracking Ye Tianchen and his companions since their arrival in New York without being detected, even with Ye Tianchen’s formidable Superpower Perception. This man was always hovering in mid-air, with indeed very powerful Superpower Skills.

Every different military base had its own ace and foundation, which was a reason for the strong military force of the U.S. These aces did not include the numerous soldiers in their bases with commendable strength. These soldiers were only not sufficient when facing special circumstances and formidable enemies. They weren’t impressive enough for show and were only used for general combat and to intimidate the common populace. This was understood by the high-ranking officials of the military and the nation. The world is vast, and filled with many extraordinary individuals, such as Superpower Users and powerhouse figures from Ancient Martial Sects, who were anomalies in the world and could not be dealt with by general mindsets and forces.

”Alright, let’s go sign the consent forms right away and put the base on level-one alert,” an old fellow said.

Witt nodded and watched as the group of old fellows left, feeling very displeased and said, ”I am the highest-ranking officer in this base, and you dare to disobey me. After I’ve killed the ’Eastern Demon,’ I will kill all of you. Then I’ll just say it was the ’Eastern Demon’ who killed you. Without you old guys, who in Military Base No. 11 would dare to disobey me? After I undermine Balock and Libi’s power, the whole of New York will be mine.”

Thinking this, Witt’s earlier fear that Ye Tianchen, the Eastern Demon, might attack Military Base No. 11 vanished completely. His plan seemed very sound, only time would tell if it would succeed smoothly.

Meanwhile, Ye Tianchen, riding his motorcycle towards Little Corner Mountain, was enjoying himself. He had a cigarette dangling from his lips, speeding along and smoking swiftly, which was quite stylish, save for the absence of something... Yes, a blonde beauty.

A man should ride a motorcycle, carry a beauty, enjoy hotpot, and sing songs—that’s a stylish life. Unfortunately, Ye Tianchen currently had no interest in finding a blonde beauty. He was heading to Military Base No. 11, and it wasn’t for a friendly tea time. To put it bluntly, he was going to make trouble, to destroy Military Base No. 11. He had his own plans.

”Huh? Why is it not moving? Out of fuel? No way?” Ye Tianchen was comfortably enjoying the stylish ride of a U.S. motorcycle, which definitely felt better than those from China, when suddenly, before he could fully enjoy the ride, his motorcycle just stalled, leaving him utterly frustrated.

Ye Tianchen got off the motorcycle and fiddled with it for a while, only to find out it really was out of fuel. He tossed away the cigarette from his mouth and left a afterimage where he stood as he darted towards Little Corner Mountain, flashing like lightning. His Divine Movement Skill, though learned just superficially from Tian Boguang, who himself only mastered a small portion, was unmatched. The legend said the true Divine Movement Skill could fly and escape anywhere, an incredibly powerful Divine Art.

When Ye Tianchen arrived at the valley of Little Corner Mountain, he saw the U.S. Military Base No. 11 built against the mountain in New York. He couldn’t help but think how intelligent modern Earth people were; whether it was China or the U.S., military bases were generally established in these hidden locations for two main reasons: one was to conduct secret research, and the other was to avoid easy detection. Every country had satellites in orbit, and the main purpose of those, frankly speaking, was global surveillance of other countries, especially their military forces, to assess them. It goes without saying that if a country’s military strength and base locations were all accurately known by others, taking the appropriate measures against that country would place it in danger. Therefore, China, with its many original forests, also strongly promoted the conversion of farmland back to forest—not to green nature, but to use these natural barriers to conceal its own military strength.

”The defenses are quite impressive, and it seems as if there’s a layer of boundary around it. Even a fly touching it would be immediately detected by those inside. Every critical location is heavily guarded, all with machine guns. If necessary, rocket launchers can be swiftly deployed. The U.S.’s military power is not weak.” This was Ye Tianchen’s assessment of the entire U.S. Military Base No. 11 in New York, which he perceived from a distance using his powerful Superpower Perception.

After some thought, Ye Tianchen waved his right hand and produced a sword. It was the Taie Sword, one of the ten Ancient Divine Swords he now controlled. The Taie Sword, known as the Power Sword, had immense force and was most suitable for the path of killing and domination. Despite the strong defenses of Military Base No. 11, Ye Tianchen was not an ordinary person and would not follow the usual tactics. While the personnel of Military Base No. 11 might expect him to stealthily infiltrate, Ye Tianchen would instead face the challenge head-on and storm in through the front. With absolute strength, all defenses would be futile. Witt had initiated level-one alert to prevent a sneak attack from Ye Tianchen; he would never have anticipated that Ye Tianchen would charge in through the front gate of Military Base No. 11.

Indeed, who would have thought at the beginning that Ye Tianchen, alone, would dare to break into a military base? Was this not a death wish? And now, who could have anticipated that facing a military base on level-one alert, where not just any person could enter or exit freely, and where even a fly passing by at this time might be shot down, Ye Tianchen would still be able to stride confidently toward the front gate of Military Base No. 11?

”Who goes there? Halt, halt...” At the front gate of Military Base No. 11, a soldier, holding a submachine gun, yelled in English at Ye Tianchen.

Swish!

Ye Tianchen’s Taie Sword in his right hand struck out, and with a single blow, the soldier felt a chill from head to foot as he was cleaved in two. The gate of Military Base No. 11, made of special materials, even if bombarded with missiles or rammed by the sturdiest armored tank, might not break. But Ye Tianchen’s sword split the seemingly impregnable gate, as well as the U.S. soldier blocking the way, in half.

”Whoo, whoo...”

In an instant, shrill alarm bells rang out throughout Military Base No. 11. No one had expected their defenses to be breached with one stroke of Ye Tianchen’s sword. Suddenly, all the soldiers guarding critical points opened fire on Ye Tianchen, shooting bullets and rocket projectiles at him.

”Golden Divine Shield!”

Ye Tianchen bellowed, and from both sides of the mountain, gold walls came crashing down, blocking all the bullets and rocket projectiles. Another gold wall pressed forward, sweeping aside everyone, including an armored tank that had not yet been deployed. It was too brutal; in front of an Emperor-level Mid-stage powerhouse like Ye Tianchen, these seemingly modern and highly destructive weapons were utterly useless and incapable of stopping him.

With one sword strike and a move called ”Golden Divine Shield,” Ye Tianchen nearly cleared all obstacles around him. Carrying the Taie Sword, he walked right through the gate of Military Base No. 11. His purpose here was to unleash slaughter, to be the harbinger of death. If he did not do so, he feared he would not be able to rescue Ling Shuanghe and Ling Yuxun, which would lead to even greater trouble. He was determined to become the Death God.

”No, no, this is bad, General...” A U.S. soldier tumbled into Witt’s office in a panic, crying for help like a lost soul.

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