I, the undead, save the world with the dolls

"The name has been corrected, Carl. My equipment selection is consistent with the equipment selection in your mission record." A voice came from the power armor.

"I've never trained in combat with a support AI, but I don't like having another voice in the middle of a mission. You can offer advice, but you're prohibited from offering advice or small talk outside of combat."

Although Carl had some concerns about this kind of AI, considering that the commander believed that this thing could improve combat efficiency, she would still test it to confirm its efficiency.

"Protocol revised. AA001 prohibited from chatting." The emotionless AI immediately accepted the order. This actually made Carl quite happy. Those drone goblins were quite noisy. It was fine during normal times, but seeing them still making so much noise on the battlefield really made her feel a little tired.

"Uooohhh! Power! Great power! The commander sent us the cheat! Yay!"

STG44 had just completed a data transmission mission, and she let out a cry of surprise after checking herself. Wearing her power armor, STG44 stood there, clenching her fists, her worn body slumped on the ground, eyes wide open.

"Oh! My dear master! Let's work together to kill the enemy! I am willing to assist you forever! I will use my big gun to pierce the enemy's buttocks! Blow up their intestines!" And for some reason her AI also went crazy like STG44.

Damn, can this AI be customized into a humanoid? Carl felt exhausted.

"Captain Carl, I'm done." Following the rules of engagement, the MP40 recovered the weapon, core, and battery, then completely incinerated the body. Saturn alloy was a bit heat-sensitive, making it easier to clean. A few shots from the plasma pistol would melt it into scrap metal.

"Contact the heavy armored team and find out the situation outside. The summoned monster should have been witnessed, and the Soviet army should know what happened." Carl said and was about to leave.

"Carl, there are still weapons in the box that have not been picked up." Carl's armored AI only spoke when necessary, just as she set it.

"Arm?" Carl closed the power armor. A transparent energy shield instantly rose from the surface of the suit. This shield was strong enough to deflect close-range bombardments from modern tanks, and also strong enough for the power armor to advance safely under howitzer attacks.

She tore open the metal box, revealing a well-tied weapons box. Carl opened the box and found a large launcher and eight red and green warheads. The warheads had a radioactive material symbol painted on them.

The commander mentioned a powerful weapon, could it be... a nuclear warhead?

"Commander Sun Yang has selected the eight warheads with the shortest stability periods and provided them to you. He recorded a voice message for you: Carl! Use these eight nuclear warheads as soon as possible! If all eight warheads can't kill you, return quickly. We can't handle that place! Oh, and we've tried our best to make these warheads react as thoroughly as possible, so there won't be much residue! They will be able to recover in a year or two at most! These are clean and uncontaminated nuclear warheads! Use them to your heart's content!"

After the armored AI finished speaking in a serious tone, it played Sun Yang's enthusiastic shouts.

"Should I thank the commander?" Carl always felt that dropping a nuclear bomb in 1944 was not a good idea. But considering their current firepower, a single nuclear bomb seemed to be able to solve a lot of problems...

Whether it was the German army or the sea monster, it was all very appropriate. Carl had no idea that dropping a nuclear bomb was inhumane. As long as it was using weapons to attack the enemy's armed forces, there was no problem.

Perhaps the sight of the mushroom cloud from the nuclear bomb would terrify the German army and cause them to flee, which would result in fewer casualties and indirectly save more lives. Ultimately, though, as long as I can defeat the enemy and end the war, I'm willing to use any weapon.

Carl ran out along the corridor with these new equipment. It was still some time before the sun rose, and the temperature of more than 20 degrees below zero could freeze anyone who didn't keep warm.

The sound of artillery fire outside has stopped, and the heavy armored team also sent a communication at this time.

"Captain Karl! The Soviet armor has defeated the German forces here and is taking the city in an orderly manner. However, the Soviet troops to the north near Leningrad are in disarray. I can't understand what they are saying," said the Red Star tank commander.

[What does it look like?] Karl frowned. Could it be that they were using the mental pollution effect of the summoned monsters to paralyze the Soviet combat troops?

Paralyzing a large number of the enemy's manpower is a reliable method, making the soldiers sick, suffering from diarrhea, and unable to fight... After the battle begins, these soldiers are equivalent to a completely wiped out force, unable to carry out combat and unable to perform any tasks.

A lot of soldiers seem to be complaining about feeling particularly uncomfortable, and some are suddenly mutinying. It's all very chaotic... Oh, and our tank battalion commander is following us. I don't know how he found us, but he probably followed the engine noise. He said he has something to ask you. Do you want to hide your power armor?

The conductor chattered on and on.

"No need. The battalion commander doesn't need to explain it to him; he'll figure it out on his own. Right now, we need to get some reliable intelligence from him—like the true state of the Soviet army—so we can work out the next steps." Carl hung up the call and waited for the friendly forces to arrive.

383 Status Report and Plan

A flash of light shattered the dim snowy night. Two rumbling tanks broke through the veil of darkness and arrived near the air-raid shelter. A new round of blizzard seemed to be approaching.

The T-34 tanks followed the Red Star Tiger tanks to a stop. The hood of the T-34 tanks was opened, and the tank battalion commander, with a serious face and wrapped in a heavy winter tank uniform, emerged from inside.

"Captain Carl! Captain Carl~~! Where are you?" The battalion commander looked at these strange humanoid armors in front of him and regarded them as some kind of strange sculptures.

"I'm in here." Carl moved the power armor, scaring the battalion commander.

"Where did this come from? Did you find the Nazi's secret weapon?" When the battalion commander saw the tall armored vehicle moving smoothly in front of him, he immediately realized how powerful this armored vehicle was.

"With this equipment, the Soviet Union would not have survived 1944. This is our own equipment. You'd better not ask about these equipment issues anymore. I can't explain it clearly. And we have more important things to deal with." Carl could only make do with it, and her voice came out from the armored speaker.

The battalion commander looked at the machine gun in her hand and the launcher on her shoulder, his mouth moved, but he still resisted the urge to continue questioning her.

"Lake Ladoga... A huge monster emerged from the large lake east of Leningrad. Our central combat forces observed a strange red light flashing in the sky above Lake Ladoga not long ago, and then the frozen Lake Ladoga was smashed by a huge monster." The battalion commander explained somewhat incoherently.

"I found a place here that looks like a cult ritual. We killed all the cultists, but it seems the rituals aren't restricted..." Fear and shame rose in Carl's mind. It was her failure in command and recklessness that led to this result...

"It wouldn't matter who comes. The signalman described it as a creature hundreds of meters tall, as tall as a mountain, composed of dozens of gigantic, pitch-black tentacles, its surface covered in giant, sharp teeth and eyes. It's currently motionless, and there's no lake—I assume it's because you've interfered with the ritual, preventing it from fully awakening. But even if it doesn't leave, it's already causing us immense trouble."

The battalion commander didn't blame Karl. The German resistance in this city was so weak, mainly due to the strong support of these people. They said it couldn't be solved, and that was probably true.

Karl continued to ask: "What is the specific trouble?"

The battalion commander touched his hat, thought for a moment, and then chose his words. "The troops near the shore, preparing to cross the river to support Leningrad, have gone crazy. They are shooting at each other and killing friendly troops. The troops a little further away are also feeling unwell. They can't even drive their tanks or lift their guns. They can't fight back properly under the attacks of their crazy friendly forces. All we can do now is to withdraw the less affected northern troops bit by bit and then regroup the combat forces."

"I'm sure our brothers in the north won't be so frightened that they collapse. Even if a monster appeared, my comrades would simply call in the artillery to blow it up. But right now, we can't get within a radius of more than ten kilometers from Lake Ladoga, and the Nazis' defenses in the north are very weak, which has caused our troops to advance quickly in the north. As a result, most of the troops in the north are trapped... We're in a mess now."

The battalion commander looked very unhappy.

"I've detected a large number of radio signals from the Nazis." The commander suddenly appeared and updated the intelligence.

"Of course, the Nazis' plan has succeeded. They are going to take advantage of our chaos to counterattack. Captain Karl, can I beg you to save us?" The battalion commander climbed out of the tank and said anxiously.

"If we continue like this, we will definitely lose this battle. I have fought in many battles, and I know that the possibility of defeating the Nazis in this situation is very low. They will definitely accumulate strong forces in the central and southern parts and defeat us with their advantages in numbers and momentum." After he finished explaining, he swallowed his saliva.

"What do you want us to do?" Carl's slightly indifferent voice sounded again.

"As long as you and this Red Star Tiger appear, you will be able to stop the attack of the Nazi troops. The Nazi army is afraid of you, and your mere appearance will scare them to death. We will follow you, protect you, and fight to the death. You can want whatever you want after that. As long as you can win this battle, I will give you anything." said the battalion commander.

"So, what about the monster? You just ignore it?" Carl said.

"The command has issued an order that our bombers will take care of it. I am not shameless enough to ask you to deal with a monster that can destroy the human soul." The battalion commander explained.

"I understand...Heavy squad, MP40, STG44, follow this battalion commander and repel all Nazi troops." Karl once again gave an order that seemed impossible to do.

However, this time, the two humanoids equipped with power armor did not question their captain.

"Got it, Captain. We will complete the mission. But what are you going to do, Captain?" STG44 and MP40 nodded.

"I'm going to kill that monster." Carl picked up the launcher from the ground and loaded the small nuclear bomb into the launcher.

"You're alone? No backup?"

"Are you sure you want to go?"

The battalion commander and Carl's teammates expressed different doubts.

"That's enough. One tank alone can't defeat the Germans, but you two can definitely do it." Carl fired the launcher to make sure the propulsion system of the power armor was working properly.

"I want to kill monsters and fight Nazis. These Nazis think they can turn the tide of the war by summoning a strange creature? Don't dream, I will destroy everything they rely on!" After Carl finished speaking, he started the thrusters.

The thrusters on the back of the power armor suddenly ejected flames, and the exhausted hot air melted the surrounding snow, raising clouds of snow mist.

The battalion commander was blinded by the rising mist and covered his eyes with his hands. When he released his hands again, Carl had already soared into the sky in his power armor, hurtling north at breakneck speed. Before long, the only visible light in the sky was the faint glow of the propulsion pack igniting.

"...Wow, didn't Carl just say something very cool? Damn! She got it!" The commander knocked hard on the steel plate on the turret.

"Stop talking nonsense. Captain Carl, there's no problem. Um, battalion commander? Let's discuss how to fight later. Don't worry, although I'm not as reliable as Carl, we are still very strong." MP40 came up to the battalion commander and said, waving the heavy weapon in his hand.

"That's really reassuring," the battalion commander said, looking at the heavy weapons in their hands. "Your firepower is indeed reassuring."

384 Soviet Combat

Thrusters pierced the snow and fog, and radars installed on the power armor constantly scanned the surrounding terrain and corrected their course. Already to the west, assembled German armored and mechanized units could be seen charging eastward.

The distance from Novgorod to Leningrad is approximately 185 kilometers, and the distance to the lake in the east is about the same. If you rush there as a humanoid, it will take about three and a half hours to reach the destination.

And Carl using power armor and a jetpack...it only takes about an hour!

The Soviets in the east were still struggling to gather their forces. Further north, there were large numbers of Soviet troops calling for help, some of whom were slowly running out on their own, while others were stuck in place and unable to move.

There was a railway built along the lake to the south of Ladoga, and part of the combat forces in the north officially intended to conduct rapid mobile operations by seizing the railway.

These troops had just started the train and were about to rush to Leningrad when they were all tortured into madness by the mental pollution radiated by this monster.

The giant creature had revealed its true form. Just as the battalion commander had said, its enormous body, hundreds of meters tall, could be seen clearly even from a great distance.

Viscous, black and purple tentacles waved in the icy air. At their bases were mouthparts that constantly opened and closed, with sharp teeth dripping with saliva faintly visible. From these mouthparts, pitch-black lumps would occasionally fall out.

But these lumps, dropped into the ice-filled winter lake, immediately began to thrash wildly. They were the tiny offspring of this gigantic monster.

Their bodies twisted strangely in the water for a long time, then floated motionless on the surface. After a moment's reflection, Carl finally realized that this wasn't a strange ritual or some unusual biological behavior. It was simply because the lake was too cold.

If you jump into a lake full of ice in minus 20 degrees Celsius, most creatures, except for some creatures living in polar environments, will freeze to death in a short time.

Carl naturally thought that monsters were not afraid of cold or heat, but it seemed that the monster cubs in this world were not strong enough to swim in winter in temperatures of minus 20 degrees Celsius.

If this creature hundreds of meters tall came ashore... Carl adjusted the observation mirror, and part of the black block thrown out from the top was thrown onto the land.

After landing, they climbed up the snow with great difficulty, but they gradually adapted to the windy and snowy weather and their movements gradually became more flexible.

The Soviet troops preparing to cross the sea to fight had paid no attention to the black creatures that had come running up. The creatures' soft limbs grew harder and harder in the cold air, and then they used their limbs to crawl swiftly on the ground, pouncing on the soldiers who were killing each other.

The soldiers dropped their weapons and frantically tried to tear the creatures off, but after a while, they collapsed to the ground. The strange creatures devoured the soldiers' heads and manipulated the dead soldiers to slowly rise up.

The distance was too great, and Karl was unable to support the frantic Soviet troops several kilometers away. She could only pass the intelligence she had discovered to the heavy armored squad, who then passed it on to the Soviet command, hoping that they would prepare for defense in advance.

[Zizi... Artillery... Zizizi... Executing combat orders! There are no friendly forces there! Fire! Fire!] Suddenly, a new voice came over Karl's communication. The Soviet army seemed to be using a high-powered communication device to issue orders.

As Carl leaped into the air, he witnessed hundreds of flames suddenly erupting from a place more than ten kilometers to the east.

That was where the Soviet artillery units were located. At the beginning of the battle, these artillery units provided saturation fire coverage with a range of more than ten kilometers. And now they were the only unit that was not affected at all.

After the initial confusion and receiving firsthand information from the front, the Soviet command immediately issued an order for the nearest unaffected artillery units to bombard the land on the southern shore of Lake Ladoga.

After a simple azimuth calibration, the ML-20, 152mm howitzer and the B-4, 203mm heavy howitzer spewed out deadly grenades. Each grenade, powerful enough to flatten a football field, slammed fiercely into the shore.

The newly transformed monster soldiers were covered by a torrent of shells before they could even move. More shells slammed into the lake, blasting the frozen, dormant youngsters into pieces.

Several armored vehicles, resilient enough, fired a barrage of flares from a distance of ten kilometers, illuminating the monster's massive form. While enduring the immense strain and discomfort on their bodies, they continuously loaded new flares and fired them at the lake.

In the sky, dozens of Soviet reconnaissance planes were cruising and circling at a distance, apparently providing precise coordinates for the artillery units on the ground.

[Zizizi...Reconnaissance plane...Belikov, artillery shell coordinates corrected...All the monsters on the shore are gone, this is good news. At least we can kill this monster with artillery.]

[Um... uh... I think I got too close. It's dark and I'm nauseous... I need to move away... But the German troops are coming over here. Oh look, those German planes are also flying around this giant monster. It's fucking hilarious.]

It seems the commander of a tank battalion has gone to ask for help with the Red Star tanks. Those German counterattacks have no chance of winning. Let's calibrate the coordinates here, and then have the artillery destroy this giant monster! We must not get too close! Several of our brothers have already fallen into the sea from flying too close! Damn it, just getting close is enough to make me puke.

Carl also recorded the communication sounds of the Soviet pilots overhead. It seemed that the reputation of the heavy armored team spread very quickly in the army. After all, their achievements were there, and pilots also loved gossip.

Could the Soviet army's firepower really blow up this huge monster? Carl watched as round after round of artillery shells pounded the giant monster.

Illuminated by flares, countless shells pelted the monster. Its flailing tentacles were instantly severed, and its pitch-black flesh, several to dozens of meters thick, shattered with such ease and fell to the lakebed, sending up a shower of shattered ice and water. It seemed that even a massive monster, slumbering at the bottom of the lake for who knows how long, would be utterly annihilated by the weapons of war developed by humans.

[Haha! That's just so-so! What kind of monster! No matter how big it is, what's the point? Even if it can tear people apart, how can it be more powerful than a cannonball? I really wish I could fly over 10,000 meters in the air and drop depth charges on the lake. This thing must be very high, I'm going to blow its legs off...]

[Hey, something's wrong. Those broken tentacles... are they growing?] The shattered tentacles waved wildly in the air. This giant creature seemed to have been awakened by round after round of bombardment. The broken limbs clung to the monster's body, and the broken roots of the tentacles were repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye, at a speed of several meters per second.

Alas----!

Like a call from the deep sea, the giant monster let out a cry that resounded through the sky. The sound traveled far enough that even Carl, who was constantly charging forward, could hear it.

That sounds like... a whale?

Something is screaming in my head? Go home? Return to my mother's arms... to the sea? Why? I'm so sleepy... I can't open my eyes...

Belikov? What's wrong with you? Don't fall asleep! Belikov! Hey! Belikov!

Carl could only watch helplessly as the plane lurched and tilted, having come too close to the giant monster. Ultimately, the pilot couldn't handle the mental strain, and the plane lurched downward, plunging into the lake like a kite with a broken string, shattering into several pieces.

[Belikov...damn monster!] The pilot in the sky choked and muttered his comrade's name.

"How far is it!" Carl was still running wildly in the snow. She ran all the way from the southern front line to the north without stopping for a moment. Finally, she could see the lake without magnification.

When Carl approached the lake and had a reference on the side, the huge monster's majestic body was finally revealed to Carl.

"Distance to the unknown creature - twenty kilometers." The armored AI immediately gave the data.

This nearly 185-kilometer run is finally coming to an end.

"Connect that pilot! I need fire support!" Carl repeatedly used the thrusters to approach Lake Ladoga. As the giant monster awakened, the monster itself gradually began to move again.

It thrust its tentacles into the lake and moved towards the south shore. Although it moved very slowly, it could actually move several meters at a time and reach the shore in just a few hours.

"Connecting. Communication channel established." The armored AI reported back.

[Pilot! I’m Carl! Carl from the Red Star Fleet!] Carl immediately shouted into the communicator.

[Carl? Captain Carl? Where are you? How did you get in touch with me?] The pilot seemed to be still recovering from the grief of his friend's death.

"I'm running down there! It's too dark for you to see me! Okay, to cut to the chase, I'm now armed with a weapon that can theoretically kill monsters! I just destroyed the cult's compound and am now charging towards the coast!" Carl explained as he fired his cannon.

"Oh... Great! A weapon that can kill monsters?! There actually is such a thing, a German safety measure? I'm so lucky. But if you get too close, you'll lose your mind!" After hearing that it could kill monsters, the pilot finally forced himself to talk.

385 Carl beats the monster with a nuclear bomb! (Part )