Marvel, why is it invincible?

Philip: "As you said just now, you are only 17 years old and have not received any military training, right?"

Robert and Philip were walking in the boot camp now, passing a shooting range when he asked the question.

Regarding the question raised by Philip just now, Robert answered truthfully: "No sir, I have not received training."

Philip had already picked up a rifle in his hand at this time, and after looking at it for a while, he handed it to Robert.

Philip: "There's a target 150 meters away, can you see it?"

Robert looked at the target in the direction he pointed. Even though it was night, he could still see clearly with the limit of his human body.

"Okay, recruit, as we said in our conversation just now, if you can hit that target without any training, you don't need ten rings to count."

"If you hit, then I will allow you to go to the battlefield!"

In the conversation between the two just now, Robert showed a strong willingness to go to the battlefield. For this, Philip subconsciously thought that he was a young man who was capable but arrogant and eager to prove himself.

After learning that Robert is just a new recruit, Philip decides to teach him a lesson.

Looking at Robert's unfamiliar loading action and his wrong posture for holding the gun, Philip felt that the class he had attended would definitely be very successful.

When Robert was aiming, Philip was still beside him and said triumphantly: "Young man, I think you should understand that the Nazis cannot be defeated by pure force. This is no longer a barbaric era. We rely on guns and cannons now."

"Boom!" As soon as he finished speaking, Robert immediately fired. To be honest, if Colonel Philip was not part of his plan, he would have been too lazy to listen to him.

"Seven rings!"

As soon as Colonel Philip and his party arrived, the instructors and soldiers at the shooting range had already come out to stand in line. Now, as soon as Robert's results came out, someone would report to him.

Robert: "Sir, can I go to the battlefield?"

Now his expression is eager and lively, just like an impatient young man should be. In fact, these are all Robert's disguises. He could have hit ten rings just now, but the moment he pulled the trigger, his gun body was a little bit off.

Because the seven rings are enough, and he doesn't want to act too shocking, at least not to make him be regarded as a monster.

When Philip saw the 150-meter target brought over with his own eyes, in order to keep his promise, he said helplessly: "It seems to be so, Corporal Robert."

As if to prove his commitment, Philip said to Dart behind him: "Put this kid in the 115th regiment, and go to the European battlefield with the rest of my regiment tomorrow."

Dart: "Yes Colonel!"

Robert got his wish and was incorporated into the sequence of the 115th regiment that was about to go to the battlefield, and became a corporal.

After Philip gave the order, he took one last look at Robert and left gracefully.

A group of officers also dispersed, either to rest or to return to their unfinished work, and Robert, who stayed in place, was also taken to their camp by a second lieutenant of the 115th regiment.

The second lieutenant: "Just stay here for the night, and the combat uniform will be delivered to you tomorrow. I wish you a sweet dream soldier." After speaking, he patted Robert on the shoulder and left gracefully.

After all the trouble just now, it is now 21 o'clock in the evening, and the soldiers of the 115th regiment who had been training all day during the day went to bed early in this barracks that lacked entertainment.

With Robert's current ability, wanting to quietly enter the sleeping barracks without disturbing anyone is as easy as eating and drinking.

……

It wasn't until the people in the barracks where Robert was waking up the next day that they found him belatedly.

"Why are you in our camp?" a staff sergeant asked, staring at Robert.

Robert explained the whole story to him, of course not including the part where he showed his strength, he just said that he didn't know why he was transferred.

After the sergeant went out to verify, Robert's identity was also explained.

Staff Sergeant: "Welcome Corporal Robert Betty, we will be teammates from now on, and now I want to introduce the others to you."

"This is Macaulay Darcy." He pointed to a person, and Robert extended his hand to introduce his name to that person in a friendly manner.

"My name is Robert Betty, hello."

"This is Henry Devon, Horace Mitchell..." Following the introductions one by one, it was finally the sergeant's turn.

"My name is Cook Jason, and I will be your commander from now on."

"Robert Betty, I will wait for your instructions from now on..."

After the introduction, Robert's neither arrogant nor impetuous performance won the initial acceptance of everyone.

"Corporal Robert, your combat uniform and weapons are here." Not long after the introduction, someone outside called his name, and it was the second lieutenant who brought him here yesterday.

"Hurry up and put it on, we're leaving soon." After handing over the things to Robert, the second lieutenant left as usual without any greetings.

Robert's current commander, that is, Sergeant Cook, watched Robert's unfamiliar movements. He first taught Robert and then asked next to him.

"So you're still a new recruit who hasn't experienced a day of training?" After getting Robert's nod, Cook couldn't help being silent until he finished dressing, and he sighed in a very small voice.
"Can the Nazis really be defeated?" This Sergeant Cook is obviously a person who has been on the battlefield, because a person who has killed a life has an essential difference in temperament from ordinary people.

Robert can understand Cook's confusion. After all, although the current Nazis have shown signs of decline, their resistance is still tenacious, and they even have advantages in some battlefields.

If Robert didn't have the memory of later generations and put him alone in this era, he might feel the same emotion as a player in the game.

"Come on Corporal, I think I should teach you how to use a gun."

Temporarily get rid of confusion Cook said to Robert

training begins...

After 10 minutes, Robert had mastered the current method of using the US military rifle, raising the gun to aim at the standard that he was able to do in one go after only being taught once.

"Oh, are you really a recruit? I feel like you've done a better job than me." Cook said half-jokingly, but even though it was a joke, it can be seen that Robert's learning speed is fast.

"Assembly!" A few minutes later, when Cook finished explaining some knowledge on the battlefield to Robert, the call to assemble sounded at the right time.

Robert, who had already been fully dressed, followed his comrades out of the barracks. All the soldiers of the 115th regiment assembled quickly, and the military trucks that had been prepared were loaded with the soldiers.

five months later...

On the European frontline battlefield, the weather was gray and it was raining lightly. A raindrop fell and hit Robert's face.

At this moment, he was not as clean and tidy as he was when he first joined the army. Instead, he was covered in mud, and there were even bloodstains in some places.

"25, 26...32"

After going to the battlefield, Robert developed a habit of counting how many rounds of ammunition he had in his spare time on the battlefield.

Now he still has 32 rounds of bullets on his body. The reason why he only has these bullets is not because of insufficient military supplies. It is well known that the US military is notoriously rich in wars, and soldiers on the front line will not worry about ammunition at all.

This is also the case. When Robert first entered the battlefield, he carried a rifle with a scope, 300 rounds of ammunition, a dagger and five grenades.

While counting ammunition, Robert suddenly saw a shadow moving slightly in the enemy's position, and he raised his gun to shoot without hesitation.

"Oh!"

With a gunshot, a spray of blood immediately splashed over there. The gunshot seemed to ignite the explosive cartridge. The German army who wanted to seize the position on the opposite side began to fire crazily here. The fire snakes of rifles, submachine guns, and machine guns hit Robert's position as if they didn't want money, but in the end they did nothing.

At a distance of 600 meters, the U.S. military is still hiding in the trenches, and the German bullets are useless to be honest.

Robert took advantage of the weakening of local firepower to shoot head-on, and he was able to kill a high-value target with almost every shot he fired.

Now in the German headquarters opposite the US military, the commander of this German army is throwing a cup and furious.

German commander: "Bastard! For two whole days, the strength of our three regiments has been unable to break through the defense of one of the enemy's regiments. I need an explanation. Is it true that some of us betrayed the Führer as rumored!"

He stared unkindly at the German officers present. He was about to explode in anger these two days. Originally full of confidence, he led three German infantry regiments to fight against the opposite infantry regiment.

One of the three regiments of the German army was still an elite regiment of his direct lineage, and intelligence had already shown that the American defense on the opposite side was just a rookie regiment that had been trained for less than half a month.

For such an opponent, the German command officials originally thought that the battle could be easily ended, but they did not expect that the battle lasted for two full days, and the German troops not only did not advance an inch, but suffered heavy casualties.

Hearing that their own commander brought up the topic of betraying the Führer again, some people in the German command tent couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, because the last time the commander said that, some people lost their heads.

This was especially true for the two regiment leaders who were not direct descendants of the commander. When the two of them were caught by his sight, they couldn't help but grit their teeth decisively, secretly saying "fight" and not being forced to go to the front to supervise the battle.

"It's so difficult to hear that there are hell messengers from the US army sitting on the opposite side." It wasn't until the two German army commanders walked far enough with their cronies that one of them took the lead to say.

"Don't scare yourself..." After saying this, he himself didn't know how to deceive himself. After all, the death rate of high-value soldiers such as machine gunners and front-line commanders on the battlefield in the past two days was ridiculously high, almost killing one by one.

"If that's the case, there may be no need to continue this battle." The German commander thought about this possibility, and directly changed his tone of pessimistic emotion.

"If we have the assistance of the armored troops, it doesn't matter what hell messenger he is!" the German army commander who had just started speaking said bitterly.

"You and I both know that this is impossible. The armored forces have already been led by General Marion to fight against the US military."

"In fact, our three regiments were originally an important part of the plan. If we can break through the damned position on the opposite side within half a day as originally planned, we can cooperate with General Marion's armored forces to surround the US army. If we succeed, we may be able to turn the tide of the battle!"

He who was a little pessimistic just now couldn't help getting excited when he said this, but his companion couldn't help pouring cold water on him.

"But two days have passed now..." He seemed to feel that the problem was not enough, he continued: "If our troops cannot break through the opposite position, we will bear the responsibility for the failure of this battle regardless of our life or death..."

If Robert had listened to him here, he would definitely tell him that the situation of the two of you now belongs to the scapegoat.