He lives on another planet and is majoring in Earth Science.

A port city in the Soviet Union, under the provisional government.

The government army commander-in-chief, Burhan, sat at his desk with a furrowed brow, staring intently at the map on the wall.

The stark battle lines pierced his eyes like needles.

The capital has fallen, and the retreat is relentless; if they retreat any further, they will have to retreat into the sea.

He couldn't understand how he, who controlled the national treasury, could possibly lose to those bandits from the RSF.

But the front lines did not lie; they were retreating steadily.

He knew very well that those major powers were playing a balancing act, and the chaos in the Soviet Union was very important to them.

An officer walked in: "Commander, there is new intelligence from the front."

Commander Burhan's face turned ashen: "Speak!"

The officer noticed the commander's displeasure: "It's good news. A battle report came from position 74: all 74 soldiers of the enemy's 114th Company and its captain have been captured, and the entire 114th Company has been annihilated."

Commander Burhan slammed his hand on the table, his mouth immediately widening into a grin: "This is great news! I haven't heard such good battle reports in a month! I must give a high reward to the garrison at No. 74 and announce our victory to the entire army!"

The officer went out with a beaming smile, announcing the major victory at position 74 to the whole country.

Commander Burhan immediately convened a press conference, extensively describing this non-existent battle based on battle reports from the front lines.

"Our soldiers are brave and skilled in battle. Captain Obaraku led the charge, single-handedly storming into the enemy's command center and capturing the enemy commander alive! He is truly a national hero!"

"Trust us, it's only a matter of time before the rebels are wiped out!"

In an instant, there was thunderous applause.

As he walked off the news station with a smug look on his face, his adjutant approached him with a furrowed brow.

He waved goodbye to the reporters and quickly got into the car with his adjutant.

"whats the matter?"

"Commander, this unit was not wiped out by the defenders of position 74. There was no exchange of fire between the two sides at all."

"What happened? The 74th position sent a complete battle report. Didn't Obaraku say he captured the enemy commander alive?"

The commander of the No. 74 garrison had falsely claimed military merit and concealed the fact that Li Ji had come to deliver prisoners of war.

But when he extracted information about the mysterious four-person group from them, he didn't dare delay for a moment and immediately sent the interrogation record to headquarters.

Commander Burhan frowned deeply after hearing this.

"Is he joking? Is this a war between humans? Is this a plot from a Marvel movie?"

After a moment of contemplation, he realized that the other person had no reason to joke with him.

Who would willingly give up military merit that's already within their grasp?
It must have been the prisoners' statements and reactions that forced Obaraku to believe them.

If the guerrillas really did have four such amazing people, it would be a good thing for them.

He is a theist, and a miraculous person may be a gift from God.

"Commander, there's another piece of news. The RSF has withdrawn some troops from the third front to the town of Dawa. It's estimated to be the current base of that guerrilla group. Should we take this opportunity to attack their weak points?"

Commander Burhan pondered for a moment: "Order a fierce attack on the central front, and we must push the front line to the town of Dawa. These four men cannot fall into enemy hands."

-

In the military command center of the UAE, officers gathered to study the war situation in the Soviet Union.

According to satellite maps provided by the United States, they can see the troop deployments of both sides.

As a sworn enemy of the Soviet Union, the UAE desperately needed the Soviet Union to remain in a state of chaos.

Therefore, they strongly support RSF and even provide them with arms intermediary services.

Everyone is studying a strange phenomenon.

Satellite data shows that multiple troop groups from both sides are moving toward one location.

Dawa Town.

"This place is neither a strategic location nor does it have any core resources, so why are both sides vying for it?" "Could it be because important strategic materials were left behind here?"

"What important strategic material could be worth fighting over like this? Could it be a nuclear bomb?"

"The government forces just wiped out the 114th Company. Could it be that they are eager to expand their gains and push the front line inward? And the RSF has transferred troops to support them?"

"Impossible. The order was reversed. The RSF first mobilized its forces, and then the government forces launched a fierce attack."

"This makes even less sense. Why launch a fierce attack when everyone else has already gathered here? Shouldn't we prioritize attacking other vulnerable areas?"

The door suddenly opened, and an officer walked in. Everyone looked at him.

"What was the outcome of your communication with RSF? What exactly is their strategic objective in this move?"

The officer frowned, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

"That's what you said."

I can't say it.

"What's so hard to say?"

"They say there are superhumans in the town of Dawa. There's a black kid who can bite through a rifle, an Asian man who can survive being riddled with bullets, a blonde white woman who can pass through bullets, and another Asian woman who can detonate rocket launchers remotely."

The first reaction from everyone after hearing this was: "Did you violate the doctrine by drinking alcohol?"

“I just can’t bring myself to say it. Hemeti told me himself that it was intelligence passed back by their spies in the government army.”

-

FBI Director Cash received a phone call from the Soviet ambassador on a rather boring afternoon.

He was very surprised by this.

The impact of the Soviet Civil War on America was less significant than the impact of Mexican drug lords smuggling an extra kilogram of methamphetamine into the country.

The United States had virtually no interests in the Soviet Union, and the number of people killed in the Soviet massacres every day had nothing to do with the peaceful life in America.

Moreover, the FBI is mainly responsible for internal affairs of the United States, so for such external affairs, one should contact the CIA.

But after hearing the other party's explanation, Cash trembled all over. He rushed back to his office and brought out the whiteboard that had been hidden away for a long time.

Those two photos were hanging there; he would never forget the faces in them.

"They've finally reappeared! The Asian Cellphone Man and the Vampire Boy!"

"Special plane! To the Soviet Union!"

-

Five kilometers outside the town of Dawa, RSF106 Company is on the march.

The group of several dozen people made a disorderly sound of footsteps, with a lone tank following behind, its engine roaring like a ferocious beast growling.

The endless yellow sand swept across the camouflage uniforms, and the town of Dawa was just ahead.

The company commander sat in the passenger seat of the off-road vehicle, a newspaper covering his face.

"Company commander, we're almost there. Wake up," the driver said.

The company commander reluctantly put the newspaper away and rubbed his sleepy eyes.

"What's there to be nervous about? They're just a bunch of old, weak, sick, and disabled people. I don't even need to give any orders. You can just kill them as you please."

"The 114th Company was completely wiped out."

“That’s Nasir’s dish. He’s a complete waste. He’s been fighting the guerrillas for over two years and still hasn’t wiped them out. If it were me, I would have finished it in two months.”

"We should not let our guard down. After all, the general has mobilized three troops to besiege Dawa Town, which shows that the guerrillas' strength should not be underestimated."

The company commander took a sip of water: "Whose side are you on? What do we elite infantry companies have to fear from guerrillas? If you ask me, even equipping us with tanks would be redundant."

"But intelligence says the enemy has superhuman abilities, making them invulnerable to blades and bullets." (End of Chapter)