The Last Commander of the Red Alert

After pondering for quite some time without any clues, Su Chen had no choice but to temporarily let it go.

This time, there were five Super Soldiers who had arrived, making a total of eleven in the Soviet Union Camps or Factions, excluding himself, of course.

Eleven Super Soldiers, just in terms of quantity, undeniably made them the most substantial among the four major Camps or Factions.

However, Su Chen was not satisfied, feeling that these Super Soldiers were not combat-effective enough!

If the Super Soldiers from other Camps or Factions heard this, they would likely be grief-stricken and indignant. How could the Super Soldiers, capable of fighting them to a standstill, be considered weak?

Thus, Su Chen decisively implemented a training program for them, inspired by his own Training Room. He believed that after a month of rigorous training, these Super Soldiers would undergo a transformation akin to a rebirth.

Conquering the three major Camps or Factions was not something that could be achieved overnight. But if they could dominate in terms of Super Soldiers' prowess, the final outcome would remain unchanged.

Under Su Chen's orders, all sub-bases of the Soviet Union Camps or Factions sprang into action. Massive deployments of various troops and weapons were transported to the frontlines, signaling the beginning of a fierce offensive.

The three major Camps or Factions had no choice but to engage, whether they wanted to or not!

Su Chen would provide specialized training sessions for the Super Soldiers on a strict schedule, challenging them to the point of pain yet intertwined with exhilaration. However, feeling the surge in their own strengths, none of them uttered a word of surrender, no matter how grueling the process.

Swiftly, a month passed, and the Soviet Union Camps or Factions were on a continuous retreat.

This was to be expected, as no Super Soldiers had been deployed on the battlefield. The fact that they had held on for a month was already an admirable feat.

In contrast, the Super Soldiers from the other three major Camps or Factions had all made their appearances, albeit sparingly to avoid falling prey to the Soviet Union’s superweapon.

"Commander, our Camps or Factions are in jeopardy if this continues. Can the Super Soldiers not enter the fray yet?" General Paxton's face was somewhat pale. Su Chen had practically delegated all responsibilities to him, nearly working him to death.

Every day, there were those who sought Su Chen, pleading for the deployment of the Super Soldiers, only to be categorically rejected each time.

But this time, Su Chen did not refuse.

"Training is complete. They're ready for battle at any moment. I've already ordered them to the frontlines."

Overjoyed, General Paxton felt a significant weight lift from his shoulders. The battlefield truly suffered without the Super Soldiers; their absence had severely dampened morale.

At this moment, at one of the frontlines, Boris arrived with Hazas.

"Colonel Boris, we salute you!"

The soldiers there were thrilled at the appearance of the two Super Soldiers.

Boris, unchanged in appearance and still the burly man he was, asked with a broad sweep of his hand, "What's the current status of the battle?"

"It's not good. After a month of combat, we've been defeated at every turn. Morale is at its lowest. If this continues, I fear..."

Boris nodded, "I will lead you in battle shortly. This time, I intend to kill an enemy Super Soldier with my own hands to boost morale."

Hearing this, the soldier could only assume Boris was boasting.

It was common knowledge that the strength of Super Soldiers was generally on par; defeating them was hard enough, let alone killing.

But he couldn't possibly dampen Boris's spirits; that would be tantamount to seeking death.

The battle recommenced, and Boris, along with Hazas, entered the fray. They faced the Allied Forces Camps or Factions, who had likewise deployed two Super Soldiers.

"Boris, you're taking the lead this time?" Hazas asked nonchalantly, stifling a yawn.

"Stupid question. Of course, I'm up. You think you're stronger than me?" Boris retorted, his eyes flaring as he charged forward, his massive frame leading the way.

Typically, Super Soldiers had their distinct battlegrounds, seldom mingling with regular troops.

The enemy's two Super Soldiers split up, each engaging one opponent. This tactic was standard among Super Soldiers, emphasizing one-on-one combat, given their comparable skill levels.

However, this time, they realized their grave miscalculation.

After exchanging blows with one of the enemy Super Soldiers, Boris spat out blood, startling his adversary.

"How can this be? Your strength—how could it...?" the enemy stammered.

He had fought Boris before. Back then, Boris had only been marginally stronger. But the Boris he faced now was far more formidable!

"Hahaha! You think I've been sitting idle this past month?" Boris roared. "After that hellish training, one Super Soldier means nothing. Today, I take on two!"

In just a few intense minutes, Boris, fighting with all he had, slaughtered the enemy Super Soldier on the spot, who didn't even get the chance to unleash his ultimate move.

By the time he glanced over at the other fight, it was nearly over.

Hazas, though slightly less powerful than Boris, had no trouble dealing with a Super Soldier who hadn't increased in strength.

Soon after, Hazas also triumphed.

Two Super Soldiers dead in one battle—it was unimaginable!

And it wasn't just here. Across various battlefields, the Soviet Union's Super Soldiers were decimating the enemy's ranks, culminating in eleven Super Soldiers killed in one day!

The world was stunned!

High-ranking officials from all three major camps or factions were dumbfounded!

No one could have predicted that the Soviet Union's Super Soldiers would suddenly become so ferocious. Were these even Super Soldiers anymore?

"How did our spies miss this? Why wasn't this crucial information reported back?" the high-ranking officials lamented. The loss of several Super Soldiers at once was unbearable!

"It's impossible," they reasoned. "Spies can at best infiltrate the middle ranks; they can't get close to the high-ranking individuals."

"They must investigate what happened over the past month. Why did the Soviet Union's Super Soldiers become so much stronger?!"

Instantly, the spotlight was on the Soviet Union's camps or factions. Everyone was curious how they managed to enhance their Super Soldiers' abilities, given that their strength had hit a plateau and hadn't changed for a long time.

At this point, no one questioned Su Chen's identity as Commander anymore. The high-ranking officials in the Soviet Union's factions were elated, never having imagined their camp might have a chance to unify the world.

In the conference room, a group of generals, faces flushed with excitement, discussed recent events. Su Chen sat slightly removed, his eyes closed, undisturbed.

At that moment, Su Chen had their complete allegiance. His identity as Commander had been solidly established in their hearts.

Suddenly, a massive explosion shook the outside, startling the generals. This was the Soviet Union's main base; what could have caused such an explosion?

In the tumult, a furious voice echoed throughout the base, "Su Chen, come out and face your death!"

Hearing this, Su Chen was the most shocked because he recognized the voice. The master of this voice was... Yun Ru!

What the hell? Why would Yun Ru want to kill him? What kind of twisted development was this?

Considering he had once used his Commander permissions to investigate, and found no existence of anyone named Yun Ru in this world, where did Yun Ru come from? (To be continued)

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