American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 188 No War on the Western Front

The day passed quickly.

Under the gloomy darkness, the night rain fell softly.

Rainwater wets the muddy roads, turning them into mud.

The cold air from the mud spread into the air, causing the temperature on the ground to drop by several degrees.

This is the border of a battlefield between Britain and Germany.

A military camp somewhere in the Daiying Empire.

The occasional distant sounds of artillery fire were like thunderbolts from the sky, causing the earth to groan in despair.

"Damn beast, get moving!"

Soldiers holding reins whipped the cargo horses.

The wounded soldiers were helped off the battlefield by their comrades.

A huge rat hiding in a mud pit, peering around.

Because there was no shortage of "food" on the battlefield, they appeared shiny and oily.

The crying child was covered in dirty clothes, and the woman who had lost her husband knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

These realistic and somber scenes would weigh heavily on anyone who saw them.

War is not a good thing; blood and slaughter are its main themes.

Two figures walked along the muddy road, wearing British military uniforms. Gino easily evaded inspection with Diana.

Witnessing the horrific scene around her, Diana's eyes reddened, and she could hardly hold back her tears.

Seeing the child's helpless eyes made Diana unable to resist stepping forward to help the girl.

But a strong hand gripped the girl's wrist to stop her.

"If I were you, I would only choose to focus on the task at hand, Diana," Gino said indifferently. Everyone might be deeply shocked when they first witness such a scene, but after a while, they might just become numb to it.

Gino's words drew a glare from Diana, who, unable to bear looking at the girl, said, "She's just a child!"

"There are millions of other children; you can't save them all." Gino pulled Diana forward. "If you really want to save her, what you need to do is stop the war and prevent more children from losing their parents."

Based on the intelligence Gino obtained from the tavern and from infiltrating a high-level meeting room, he speculated that this battlefield would be the last war between Germany and Britain.

The years-long war had already depleted the manpower and economy of both sides.

Now, the two countries are like gamblers who have lost everything, betting their last chips on the table.

The winner will stand at the negotiating table with advantageous leverage, while the loser will lose everything.

"Winner takes all, loser perishes!"

In the basement of a military fortress in Germany, Ludendorff stood tall and proud, his gray eyes filled with arrogance, holding a round shell made of steel in one hand.

His gaze swept over the generals seated around him, then he looked up to draw everyone's attention to the round cannonball.

"Here, I need to thank my assistant, Dr. Maru, who seemed to have received some inspiration in her dream and successfully created a chemical weapon that could allow poison gas to penetrate masks."

The man smiled cruelly: "We just need to send out troops to launch a strong attack and draw their fire, and then use artillery fire to launch those shells onto the battlefield."

"But we also have our soldiers on the battlefield?" someone questioned.

"I believe the lads would be willing to annihilate the enemy at minimal cost," Ludendorff said dismissively, a hint of mockery flashing across his resolute face. "Besides, if we don't say anything, who will know?"

Trenches were designed from the outset to protect soldiers from attack.

At this moment, the trenches on the front line were crowded with countless soldiers in military uniforms, their faces covered in dust and dirt.

The expressions on everyone's faces were different: numb, afraid, and terrified.

High above, where no one was watching, two figures floated above the clouds, looking down at the battlefield below.

The extreme altitude even made the air thin, but it didn't matter to the two of them.

The battlefield at this moment,

Smoke filled the air, and the scene was one of utter devastation.

The trenches were packed with people, the two sides like pieces on a game of military chess, waiting for an invisible hand to manipulate them into fighting each other.

"How much longer are we going to watch?" Diana clenched her fists.

People were dying every moment, which fueled her growing anger towards Ares.

Gino ignored Diana, gazing at the battlefield beneath his feet, watching the German trenches begin to stir slowly, and said in a low voice, "It's starting."

On the battlefield below, the German troops, who were initially outnumbered, were being urged by their superiors to grip their weapons and launch what appeared to be a suicidal charge against the British.

This foolish act naturally drew the ire of British bullets. Amidst the dense barrage of artillery fire, the Germans quickly crumbled and fled. The British, of course, would not miss the opportunity to expand their gains, and under orders from their officers, they picked up their rifles and charged out of the trenches in pursuit.

He fled, she chased.

until.

"Bang bang bang!"

Dense artillery shells rained down on the center of the battlefield, the metal sheets shattering on the ground. Shrapnel flew everywhere, and thick clouds of brown gas covered the entire battlefield like a whirlwind.

Wailing and screams echoed through the mist.

These toxic gases continuously corroded people's skin and limbs, causing them to emit inhuman screams.

"We've arrived." Gino said calmly, his gaze following the trajectory of the shells to the artillery camp located behind the German trenches.

Like an eagle's eyes easily sweeping through the clouds a thousand meters high, locking onto a burly middle-aged man standing at the rear of the artillery position. His square face was full of a twisted smile as he watched the shells rise into the air, fall, and the rising poisonous smoke take people's lives.

"Look, we've found Ludendorff." Gino chuckled and pointed to the trench.

"Um?"

Before Diana could react, Gino had already loosened his grip on the girl's waist and abdomen, giving her a gentle push as she fell.

The girl, falling from a great height, plummeted downwards. In the brief moment of suspended motion, she heard Gino's voice:

"Ludendorf is not far from where you landed."

It was that familiar feeling again, the night breeze brushing against my face.

But this time, Diana's gaze gradually hardened.

By swaying her waist and adjusting her posture, Diana landed in the artillery camp at a terrifying speed, like a rocket falling from the sky.

"boom!"

Like a lead ball thrown from a great height, it kicked up a cloud of dust and crashed into the ground beneath its feet, causing the two artillery pieces to overturn. The shells that were supposed to be fired into the battlefield instead exploded in the artillery camp.

"what!"

As thick brown smoke billowed, the artillerymen let out mournful screams, like chickens whose throats had been slit, frantically flapping their wings before collapsing to the ground, lifeless.

Ludendorff was also startled by the sudden turn of events, and he instinctively gripped the pistol at his waist.

The poison gas seemed to have no effect on him; Ludendorff squinted at the shell crater not far away.

From within the thick smoke, a cold, clear voice echoed softly. She seemed to be suppressing her anger as she spoke, each word deliberate and deliberate: "Ares, I've been looking for you for a long time!"

As the words fell, a blur of smoke billowed out and shot toward Ludendorff like a streak of red and blue lightning.

Diana gritted her teeth and roared, "Sinner! You must atone for your sins!"

(End of this chapter)