Bab 96: Overturning an Army Alone
Demons hated strong light. This was due to their evolution in the Abyss's dark environment. Contrary to legends, demons would not turn into ashes under the sun. This was a misunderstanding between humans and demons because demons hated strong light and did not like to move around under the sun.
Alexander was no exception. He was already used to the darkness, but these German soldiers suddenly illuminated him with searchlights. How could he feel comfortable?
Alexander could not help but roar angrily at them as he blocked the light.
However, the soldiers were extremely terrified after seeing a legendary demon under the searchlights, and their nerves were already stretched taut. And with Alexander's roar, their nerves finally snapped!
Bang! Alexander did not know which soldier fired their gun first, but a bullet from a Mauser Karabiner 98k shot at Alexander in the air. But the bullet was miles away because of the gun owner's shaking hand.
This bullet did not hit Alexander, but it became a signal. The next moment, all the soldiers below picked up their weapons and opened fire on Alexander.
If they were unarmed, they might have turned around and escaped after seeing a demon. But they were a group of fully armed soldiers, and they had the strange thought of 'eliminating evil'!
There were over two hundred of them. Their equipment, in addition to rifles, included MG 42 machine guns, grenades, and anti-tank rockets. If you counted the tank cannons, it could be said that this unit had fierce firepower. The moment the attack started, hundreds of bullets shot into the air. Although most of them missed, Alexander still felt the impact of dozens of bullets landing.
However, these bullets did not cause him any damage at all. At most, it made Alexander feel a little itch.
Humans that developed technology had always had blind faith in the power of their firearms. But little did they know that for powerful creatures like demons, even low-rank demons when they successfully reached maturity, their skin could already withstand attacks from ordinary firearms.
Alexander suffered quite a number of bullet hits. Although he was not injured, he sighed inwardly. Given his appearance as a demon, he would be attacked regardless of the rights and wrongs when he encountered people. It had already become a custom.
At this moment, a rocket fired at him from below. Alexander subconsciously raised his arms to protect his eyes, and the rocket hit him in the next moment.
Boom! A ball of flames exploded in midair, and then a burst of smoke filled the air. The soldiers below started cheering when they saw this. In their view, even a demon would definitely die after being hit by this rocket!
However, after the smoke cleared, Alexander's figure slowly reappeared, causing the cheering soldiers to stop abruptly like ducks being strangled.
"A rocket hurts a little!" Alexander bared his fangs as he looked at his smoking arms. He could feel his entire arms burning hot, like the feeling of being scorched by magma.
"Quick... Quick! Reload!" The Germans soldiers regained their senses. They hurriedly reloaded their rocket launchers and prepared to open fire again. But how could Alexander wait for them to reload? After checking the disparity in combat strength between demons and humans, Alexander decided not to take another hit passively. He flapped his wings and fell from the sky.
"I-it's coming! Fire! Fire!"
The soldiers screamed in horror as they pointed their guns at Alexander. They held the triggers without loosening their grip.
Dadadada! The sound of continuous gunfire rang out. They emptied the bullets in their guns, but it was to no avail. Alexander charged into the crowd!
With a wave of his arm, a soldier was flung into the air and screamed at the top of his lungs. His ribs had barely touched Alexander's arm before being crushed.
Alexander grabbed a soldier off a motorcycle and threw him hard, smashing him into a nearby tank. The soldier slammed against the side armor with a loud thud and then left a human-shaped blood mark before slowly sliding down...
He picked up the motorcycle and threw the vehicle that weighed hundreds of kilograms as easily as a ball. It landed on several soldiers and crushed them onto the ground, turning them into a bloody mess. The force was so powerful that it actually bounced up again as broken parts flew all around.
"Lord! Give me courage and strength!" With a frantic look, a soldier jumped onto Alexander's back from behind and hugged Alexander tightly before pulling the ring of the grenade in his hand.
These German soldiers had experienced life and death battles on the battlefield after all, so they certainly did not lack courage at critical moments. However, after the grenade exploded with a bang, the soldier was blasted into pieces. But Alexander was not damaged in any way apart from smelling like gunpowder.
The disparity was too great. An adult man's strength was probably only a little more than five in the system interface. Even when Alexander was just born, his strength was more than ten. Now that he had grown into a middle-rank demon, his strength and speed were dozens of times that of ordinary humans. How could these German soldiers be his opponent?
In the Abyss, his opponents were demons like him, so Alexander did not have an accurate gauge of his strength, but this battle made Alexander fully aware of the horror of demons...
Firearms, grenades, rockets, the damage these human weapons could inflict on Alexander was extremely limited. Alexander did not even use the power of frost and had Leo just stay aside and not intervene. In the end, he utterly defeated all these soldiers alone...
Motorcycles were sent flying, and automobiles were knocked crooked on to their sides. The machine gunners on the truck roofs had long died, leaving only machine guns with empty ammunition belts emitting hot air. Since these soldiers wanted to kill Alexander as soon as they met, Alexander certainly would not be polite.
At this moment, there was a loud noise. A tank finally had the chance to fire. Alexander was big and a good target, but his movements were too fast. It was difficult for a bulky tank to adjust its cannon to aim at him, but there were several tanks at the scene. After each tank became responsible for certain angles, a tank finally seized the opportune moment and fired at Alexander.
The speed of the shell was much faster than the rockets, and it was so close that Alexander did not even have time to react before he was hit.
The shell hit Alexander with immense kinetic energy. After the violent explosion, Alexander's entire body flew away and smashed through a few walls in the distance before finally stopping.
The soldiers witnessed this scene with their own eyes, but this time, they did not cheer loudly like when the rocket hit. Instead, they had grim faces as they anxiously looked at the rubble where Alexander crashed.
The gunfire had stopped, leaving only the noisy rumbling of the tank engines.
There was a loud thud, and an arm with sharp claws pushed open the rubble. The arm propped itself on the rubble and pulled Alexander's body out from behind.
He looked down at his chest, where the shell hit him. The power of this tank shell was indeed incomparable. Alexander could feel the excruciating pain in his chest, indicating that his ribs were broken.
But at this time, Alexander's activity attribute played its role. Under a demon's powerful self-healing ability, the broken ribs gave off a slight tingling feeling, showing that the broken parts were healing.
"Ah!!!"
Alexander roared, releasing the stuffy feeling in his chest. He glowed red as he activated Bloodlust. His body suddenly swelled up, and he ran all the way, smashing through the broken walls of the ruins, and reappeared in front of the German soldiers!
The moment they saw Alexander, the soldiers could no longer take it and collapsed completely! Facing this inhuman existence, they realized their weakness and helplessness! Even the tank could not kill the demon, so how could they be his opponents?!
Alexander did not care about the fleeing soldiers as he ran straight for the tanks that were desperately retreating in reverse!
He rushed to the front of the first tank and grabbed the tank's barrel, twisted it hard, and a crunching sound resounded as that straight barrel twisted ninety degrees.
Afterward, Alexander placed both hands under the tank's tracks and tightened his grip. The muscles in his arms bulged as he overturned the tank!
Although it was just a light tank, it weighed at least ten to twenty tons. Alexander had only used this strength to turn it over from the side, but this strange strength shown under Bloodlust was still terrifying!
The other tanks could not escape either. Alexander either overturned them or froze them with his frost power.
Upon seeing the black ice, the soldiers realized that this terrifying demon in front of them had supernatural powers as well as great strength.
The soldiers fled in all directions. At this moment, it was Leo's turn to go on stage. Before they could escape far, Leo would catch up, knock them down, and drag them back with their clothes in his mouths.
Alexander had killed some of the two-hundred-odd soldiers during the battle, and some of them were seriously injured. Only a few dozen managed to escape, and Leo caught them one after another.
After gathering these people together, Alexander found an officer among them. He was a captain, and Alexander had a slight impression of him. He vaguely remembered that he had crawled out from an overturned tank.
Alexander looked down at the captain and said to him in the demon language, "I ask, you answer. Understand?"
"W-what do you want to know?" the captain replied while trembling in fear.
But Alexander still understood. The demon language stemmed from the language of souls, allowing for communication between the souls of both parties, so it could be said to have no barriers in communication.
"What year is it now?" Alexander asked. "Where is it?"
"19... 1945! June 11th, 1945!" the captain replied. "This... this place is Birmingham..."
Huh?! Upon hearing this answer, Alexander was stunned. He vaguely remembered that in World War II, the Germans had declared defeat and surrender in May 1945. Why is it now June and there are still German soldiers? Moreover, this place is Birmingham, a British city. In history, didn't the Germans fail to land on the British mainland and only carried out large-scale bombing raids?
What happened? Could the history of this world have changed? What kind of parallel world is this??
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