Chapter 97: Battle

"Nemesis? Just by looking at the exterior, one can tell its strength surpasses that of an ordinary person."

"This must be what the Bureau Chief mentioned—the secret research of the ICQ Company. I've heard there are two generations in total; I wonder which generation this is."

"The Bureau Chief sent me to test its strength and controllability."

The Super Soldier slowly drew a shield, his gaze solemn, his rear leg slightly bent, fully prepared for a forward charge.

"Target acquired. Exterminate. Exterminate."

The humanoid creature raised the heavy machine gun in its hands; the barrels were spinning incessantly, with countless bullets ready to be unleashed at any moment.

"Stop." Ye Nan issued the command, and the spinning barrels stopped immediately.

"Authority user detected. Authority level: SSS."

The humanoid creature lowered its barrels, its bodily functions seemingly vanishing entirely, and it stood motionless.

"Why did you order it to stop?" the Super Soldier questioned, somewhat annoyed. He had felt the mission was about to be completed, only to be blocked by Ye Nan, wasting a great deal of time for nothing.

"Order it to move."

"Moving is fine, but you must let me go first." Ye Nan looked at the handcuffs on his wrists. "The metal storm created by Nemesis doesn't have eyes; I don't want to die under a metal storm."

"Release him," the Super Soldier commanded.

"Impossible. General Su's orders are for us to capture him," the soldier shook his head, refusing to execute the Super Soldier's command.

"I don't care what kind of orders that damn General Su gave you. I only know the orders the Bureau Chief gave me: to test the combat effectiveness of Nemesis and the Terminator, and to obtain their research data." The Super Soldier glared at the soldier. "As for that damn General Su, I couldn't care less."

"However," the Super Soldier turned his head to look at Ye Nan, "don't you dare think about escaping. You won't get away."

"I won't run," Ye Nan's expression darkened.

"It seems S. H. I. E. L. D. and General Su are not on the same side. But since S. H. I. E. L. D. has set its sights on my Nemesis and Terminator... hmph, I'll give you all a surprise."

Ye Nan slipped his hands out of the handcuffs and immediately ran toward the area behind Nemesis, finding cover to hide.

"Simila, transport the third-generation Nemesis here."

"But, Brother, the third-generation Nemesis hasn't been fully researched yet. In terms of controllability, it is even more dangerous than the second-generation Nemesis." Simila was somewhat worried, fearing she wouldn't be able to control the third-generation Nemesis.

"Don't worry. This is a town controlled by the military. Tell me, if something this big happens, what kind of price will the military pay?" Ye Nan gave a cold laugh. "The town has suffered a massive massacre, and if you connect that to the military blocking the news earlier... oh, and add in the few photos taken by satellites, tsk tsk, the military will surely be in a state of chaos."

"I want to use the federal people to expose the military's secrets. S. H. I. E. L. D., the 51st Military District—do you think the public will force the military to disclose information once they get this news? When that time comes, I want the military to properly enjoy the treatment they gave me."

After the people retreated, the Super Soldier prepared for battle. He raised the shield in his hand and walked toward Nemesis step by step.

This was his confidence. Ever since injecting the Super Soldier serum, his strength had reached the human limit. He was confident that he absolutely could not be defeated by this kind of biochemical weapon.

"Kill him."

"Target acquired. Exterminate. Exterminate!"

The humanoid creature raised the heavy machine gun in its hands, and countless bullets were immediately unleashed from the barrels, carrying immense impact force and emitting an angry roar.

Seeing this, the Super Soldier reacted instantly. He gripped the shield with both hands, his entire body cowering beneath it.

This shield was the one once used by Captain America, manufactured from a mixture of Adamantium and Vibranium, possessing terrifying defensive power—it could be called an absolute defense.

The metal bullets struck the shield, emitting countless 'bang-bang' sounds. The shockwaves from the bullets forced the Super Soldier to retreat continuously until he finally hit a wall.

*Clack! * The rotating barrels gradually stopped, and the bullets inside ceased to pour out. The noisy sound naturally died down.

"Out of ammo." The Super Soldier glared viciously at Nemesis. He had never been this wretched before, forced to cower inside a shield—this was simply a humiliation.

The Super Soldier moved rapidly, covering seven or eight meters in a single step. In the blink of an eye, he arrived beside Nemesis, striking its chest just as Nemesis was raising its palm.

The physical difference between the two was vast; their sizes were clearly disproportionate. Although the Super Soldier was also a muscular man, compared to Nemesis, he was simply a dwarf in front of a giant.

"Boom!"

With a muffled thud, the Super Soldier punched Nemesis, knocking it back three meters. The muscles on Nemesis's chest were visibly sunken.

"Attack sustained. Body damage at three percent."

Nemesis didn't care about the injury to its body; instead, its right arm moved. Trading injury for injury, it smashed fiercely toward the Super Soldier who had closed in.

Hmph! The Super Soldier caught Nemesis with both hands and let out a muffled grunt, but he didn't budge.

"Powerful strength, about eighty percent of mine. The ICQ Company's Nemesis really is an extraordinary biochemical weapon."

"But if that's all it has, it's still too weak."

The Super Soldier exerted force suddenly, throwing Nemesis away. At the same time, he closed in and stomped his foot onto Nemesis's right arm. With a *crack*, Nemesis's right arm was snapped clean off.

"Right arm fractured. Body damage at twenty percent. Combat effectiveness reduced by fifty percent. Maintenance required. Maintenance!" The smart chip screamed deep within Nemesis's brain.

"Battle not over. Initiate self-destruct sequence. Exterminate. Exterminate!"

The smart program shrieked, transmitting the signal through a nerve line to the self-destruct device in Nemesis's chest.

"However, although its combat effectiveness is weak and it clearly lacks combat consciousness, as a biochemical weapon, it is undoubtedly perfect. If it could be deployed on the battlefield, it could completely replace soldiers in combat."

"If it could be mass-produced, my Federation wouldn't need to invest massive amounts of troops in that damn desert, and the citizens of my Federation wouldn't have to waste their lives for nothing."

The Super Soldier thought to himself while disabling Nemesis's other arm, causing it to lose combat effectiveness. He prepared to take it as a trophy and send it back to S. H. I. E. L. D. for the bureau's scientists to study.

"Wait." The Super Soldier looked at Nemesis, which had suddenly turned red, and suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Boom!"