Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 253: The end of the magic cave (1)

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It's almost three o'clock in the afternoon. There are busy traffic on Nanjing Road. Since the war left the city, the island has maintained this absurd prosperity. Only the rising sun flag flying across the Suzhou River constantly reminds the people of Shanghai that heinous war crimes are happening on their own land all the time.

The people of Shanghai Beach should be one of the first people in China who opened their eyes to get to know the world. The city of Shanghai is also the birthplace of modern Chinese revolution. If there is a soul in a city, then the soul of the magic city must be pure purple, red and blue fused together, there is me in you, and you in me.

"Every time I look at the city from the air, I am deeply fascinated by her beauty." Lieutenant Adrian Yeager sighed, then moved the joystick to straighten the tilt of the ar196 reconnaissance plane body.

"Who said no." The observer from the back seat felt the same way.

For more than half a month, the German crews on the [Prince Eugen] have already visited the entire Shanghai concession. This is the first world-class metropolis that this group of sailors have docked in their lives, Shanghai. The feasting and feasting of this group of German barbarians really opened their eyes.

Be aware that in the early twentieth century, a metropolis like Shanghai was no more than one-handed in the world, even though Tokyo, the capital of Japan at that time, was compared with the capital city in terms of city size and prosperity. They are all an order of magnitude worse.

These sailors, mostly from northern Germany, have seen such amazing miraculous cities. At that time, Shanghai was at the forefront of the whole world, whether it was urban construction or humanistic technology. Every time a fashionable gadget or a new technological invention was born, it basically only took a few months before you could be in Shanghai. Seen on the streets.

The time has not had time to erase. The damage to the city a few years ago was damaged by the war. In Zhabei and Hongkou generations, the ruins left by the Japanese bombings are still visible everywhere, and they are particularly conspicuous when viewed from the air.

"This is [Black Shark], can you hear clearly? Salted Fish One." The lazy voice of the ground conductor came from the headset.

"It's Sailfish...Sailfish One, sir." The pilot reminded him, holding his oxygen mask.

"Don't worry about such small problems, Second Lieutenant, where are you now." The person who spoke was Captain Max, the flight officer on the Prince.

The three ar196 carried by the [Prince Eugen] are all subject to the dispatch and command of this captain. He is responsible for managing the aviation department on this warship. Even though the rank is only a captain, it is only a captain. An important officer next to the chief officer of the guns and torpedo department.

"It's...Nanjing Road...oh...I think we have just flown past the Happy Horse Club." The observer looked at the ground and reported to the pilot.

"We are in the sky over the Happy Horse Club, sir, we have been around this area for a full twenty minutes." Jaeger replied while pressing his oxygen mask.

"Stop complaining, Salted Fish One, continue to stand by in the air, it's over." Then there was a clear "click" in the earphones, and it was obvious that the other side had turned off the microphone again.

"How did this guy get promoted to captain?" Jaeger couldn't help complaining to his partner.

"He used ar196 to shoot down two Royal Navy hurricanes and one Blenheim." The partner replied indifferently. He didn't want to criticize his boss behind his back.

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"My people have been on standby for twenty minutes in the sky. What do the guys in the command think? If they are still undecided, I suggest letting my pilot return." Major Max put the microphone on the radio operation. On the stage, then turned and walked to the map table in the communication command room.

"Their fuel is still sufficient, Max, the superior's order is to stay on standby. It's useless if you tell me this." The communications officer Lieutenant Colonel Bowers opened his hands and said that it had nothing to do with him.

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"Grenade." Corporal Coleman whispered to his men.

"Understood." The superior nodded, drew an m24 from the grenade case around his waist, unscrewed the back cover, and handed it to the corporal. Coleman took the m24 in one hand, grabbed the white porcelain pendant on the hairline with the other hand, and then pulled it down neatly.

"Beware of concealment." A warning was issued to his men in German, and the SS corporal waved his hand and the grenade rolled into the room. Two seconds later, a roar sounded, and an air stream mixed with debris and debris gushed out from the door, and a pungent smoke filled the corridor.

"Come with me!" Coleman picked up the mp38 hanging on his chest, turned sideways and rushed into the door.

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"Compared with the secret service headquarters, the resistance here is not very strong." Lieutenant Crowder looked at his wrist watch. According to the current trend, the cleanup work here will soon be over.

"In fact, before I set off, I never thought that I would encounter resistance here." Major Dennis, the chief inspector of the Jing'an patrol room, stroked the horoscope on his lips, and replied slightly embarrassed.

A patrol unit under the Jing'an Arrest House was originally responsible for cleaning up the four two-story houses in the No. 76 family area. I thought it was just a group of old and weak women and children, but did not expect that there would be a evil tiger hidden inside.

This was originally a high-end community, and the development of this area was a British construction company. The clients they faced were the wealthy and expensive people in the concession. In fact, most of the buyers of these houses are wealthy business officials in China. This is a cross-border road construction area in the concession. The price of houses is much cheaper than in the concession, so it is very popular with Chinese customers. When Japan invaded Shanghai, a large number of wealthy businessmen and officials abandoned their houses and fled, and the remaining people could not fight the traitors and gangsters of No. 76. Most of the high-end houses in this area fell into the hands of No. 76.

When the patrol cleared a household in the second building, it was suddenly attacked by the people inside the house. The Indian patrol commander standing at the door was shot and killed immediately. In the same patrol, two people were killed and two injured. lost heavily. When the patrols were annoyed, they found that with the rifle and pistol in their hands, they could not suppress the fierce firepower of the opponent. The opponent had at least one Chicago typewriter in his hand, and there was no guarantee that there would be no other weapons.

At this time, almost all the mobile forces that the Ministry of Industry could mobilize were put into this operation. Don't expect to get reinforcements from the superiors at all. Finally, Major Dennis had an idea and asked for help from the German SS who was performing a blockade mission nearby. Unexpectedly, the Germans would directly transfer a platoon of troops.

A series of crisp gunfire sounded inside the building, and Claude distinguished that it was mp38 movement. After a while, he saw a SS soldier walking out the gate with a submachine gun and raising his right hand to the platoon leader.

Second Lieutenant Crowder turned his face to the major and said with a smile: "It's all over, Major, the next step is your work."

"No problem, thank you very much, Lieutenant Crowder, wait for time to come out and play cricket together."

The chief inspector raised his hand when he finished speaking, pointed to the patrol team guarding one side, and then made a gesture of flicking. The British patrols, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately screamed and rushed into the building as if they had been beaten up.

"What a pathetic bastard." Corporal Coleman kicked the corpse curled up on the floor with his boots.

This is a very strong-looking Chinese man who is in his prime of life. He is wearing an elegant beige three-piece plaid suit. At this moment, the entire back of the suit has been soaked with blood. The man was hit by an m24 grenade, and there was still room to stand up and continue to resist, so the German squad leader hit him with a half-magazine Parabellum.

Kick the Thomson submachine gun beside the corpse. This is still a military version with 100 rounds of ammunition. It is expensive in the international arms market, especially in Shanghai, whether it is in a Japanese-controlled area or a concession. Prohibited items of the first level.

"No one in the kitchen." The captain reported loudly in the kitchen.

"There is no one on the balcony," another subordinate reported. At this moment, Coleman heard the sound of something knocking to the ground behind a door on the side of the living room~IndoMTL.com~ At the same time, there seemed to be a shrill exclamation.

The corporal immediately raised the submachine gun and raised his left hand at the same time, making a gesture of attention to the subordinate. Then Coleman put his finger on his lips and reminded his subordinates not to make any noise. After receiving a nod from the subordinate, the corporal slowly walked towards the door with the submachine gun.

The high leather boots with steel cleats stepped on the wooden floor. Although the SS corporal was very careful, he still made a slight footstep inevitably, and seemed to notice that the outside suddenly quieted down. After that, there was no sound.

Slowly moving to the door, Coleman winked at his men, and the two soldiers nodded with their submachine guns. The corporal turned around and kicked under the door lock. This was just an ordinary bedroom door, which could not withstand this kind of kick, so it was kicked open at once, and the bounced door hit There was a loud bang on a piece of furniture behind the door.

Coleman flattened the mp38, took a deep breath, and then pushed a probe inward against the door frame.

"Don't fire!" Although the glancing time was very short, the corporal still saw the situation in the room clearly, and he quickly raised his fist to signal his subordinates not to shoot.

"It's a woman with a child." The corporal held the grip of the mp38 in one hand and pressed the door that was being closed with the other.

"Don't be afraid, ma'am." The SS corporal smiled at the Chinese woman who was shrinking in the corner with what he thought was the gentlest smile.

"Ah..." Coleman received a scream that resounded through the sky.

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