Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 290: Search (below)

More and more black figures appeared among the bushes. The survivors of the crash held their breath and watched this scene through the gaps in the branches and leaves in horror. These people were frightened and sweated, and their eyes were full. Facing the despair of the end.

To say that they were prepared to be searched by the Germans before, think about it, so the Germans would not have been able to find that a large plane fell into the field. So at that time, these people didn't even care about handling their own luggage and the corpses of their companions. They left the plane at the fastest speed despite the wounds on their bodies still losing a lot of blood. Half an hour ago, they thought they were safe, and felt that it was unlikely that the Germans could search this dense forest so quickly, but now it is obvious that there is a problem with this prediction. The Germans not only followed quickly, What makes them even more frightened is that these chasers are not the expected German Army, but the infamous Nazi SS.

Because of Xu Jun's strict control, the Nazi SS at this time was not able to do whatever they wanted on the European continent as in history, and finally they had not made their reputation enough to stop children from crying at night. The European media used the European media as evidence of the brutal and cold-blooded Germans because of the murders in Poland by the SS Special Operations Team. However, after the war, this group of unscrupulous media collectives turned around one hundred and eighty degrees, and many articles have appeared to wash away the atrocities of the SS. Ordinary people in Europe don’t have much contact with them in their lives. Maybe they don’t know much about this organization. However, the identities of these survivors are not ordinary. They have been in contact with some confidential documents more or less. The true face is clearer than ordinary people understand.

"How could it be the SS? Where did these people come from?" The young man with glasses whispered in Hu's ear.

"Major, what shall we do now." The Jazz asked the officer.

"This is an old trick of the Germans. They must have arranged troops on the two wings. I am afraid they are outflanking our rear." The officer struggled to his knees and pulled out his gun from his waist holster. .

"You mean we are surrounded, Major?" Hu asked in a low voice.

"Which one of you can make an idea, I don't know how to fight." The young man with glasses looked nervous and was about to cry.

"We must break through immediately. Run behind and try to rush out before they close and surround." Antonio drew a pistol from his back.

"Antonio is right, he should break through immediately." The major opened the magazine of the MAS1892 revolver and counted the bullets.

"You must be fast. Before the Germans have found this place." The major closed the magazine and opened the hammer, and then held the gun against the tree trunk.

"What are you doing, Major, are you going to fight them?" The Jazz was puzzled.

"If I stay, someone must be here to hold them. I have no feeling in my legs, it is impossible to keep up with your footsteps."

"We can walk behind you, Major Noel..." "The young man with glasses said excitedly.

"Calm down, Marian, the major is correct, we can't escape with him." Ba Zi Hu pressed the shoulder of the young man with glasses.

"But, Gerz..."

"Nothing. But, I really don’t understand what you engineers are thinking about. Either go with me right away or stay with him. You can also surrender to the Germans. Anyway. I'm not going to be caught by these cursed bastards." Antonio stretched out his head cautiously and glanced at the back of the tree trunk.

"Damn, they're here. No matter what you think, I'm going to run." After speaking, he lowered his body and quickly got into the bushes on the side.

"Hi, Mr. Antonio, please wait for me." The middle-aged Jazz greeted him in a low voice, following the Spaniard into the bushes.

"What should we do now." Marian helped his glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked his friend.

"You know what happens when we fall into German hands, Marian." Jerz lifted the hem of his suit and took out a pistol from his waist.

"We are going to catch up with those two people. The Spaniard is professionally trained and may be able to take us out." After speaking, Huti got into the bushes with a pistol.

"Major Noel, take care of yourself. Goodbye." Before leaving, Marian did not forget to say goodbye to the major.

"Come on, the Germans are coming soon. I'm sorry to fail to take you out. Take care of yourself, be careful of the Spaniard." The major did not look back. He just raised a hand and shook it to Marian to bid farewell.

"Thank you, Major Noel." Marian finally nodded to the major's back, turned his head and went into the bushes, chasing after the friend who had fled before.

Under the guidance of Valdes, the flag guard began to slowly approach the major’s Tibetan students. Just as the two sides approached the distance of seven or eight meters, the French major could not resist the strong psychological pressure. First of all Launched an attack. A crisp gunshot sounded, and it was particularly loud in the quiet woods. The birds resting among the trees and bushes were frightened. They fluttered their wings and flew into the air, screaming through the canopy of branches and leaves and flying into the blue sky. .

It was like igniting a string of firecrackers. The gunshots blasted loudly at the scene. After the soldiers of the guard and flag team found their respective shelter positions, they began to use their weapons to go crazy in the direction where the gunfire sounded. Of fire. The bullet swept across the bushes like a swarm of locusts, leaving only the remaining branches and leaves and countless holes. The withered tree that the major used as a bunker was riddled with holes, bark and sawdust. Flying all over the sky.

"Casefire!" Randolph ordered loudly.

"Casefire! Ceasefire!" The two monitors also hurriedly stopped their subordinates.

"Classes report casualties!" Randolph called.

"No one in Class 3 was injured, Major." The monitor of Class 3 on the left responded loudly.

"There was a wounded in my class, Major. Ludwick was shot in the stomach." Valdes ran over and whispered to Randolph.

"Damn it!" Randolph punched hard against the tree beside him.

A shot in the abdomen is the most common and worst kind of injury on the battlefield, because it is very difficult to deal with this kind of injury under the conditions of an ordinary field hospital. Under normal circumstances, it is equivalent to a suspended death sentence, even if it is immediate If there is no death, you will soon die from internal bacterial infections.

"Transfer two people to the airport as soon as possible, and fly him to Frederick base, where there is a well-equipped hospital." Randolph confessed to Valdes with a calm face.

"Yes, Major."

"Let the soldiers go to Colonel Dogen, and that was my suggestion."

"I see, Major." Valdes saluted Randolph, and then hurried to the wounded position.

"What's your name." Randolph turned his face and asked the deputy squad leader guarding him.

"Hans Howell, Major."

"Good name, I know a lot of Hans, one of whom is now a general." Randolph patted the dirt on his army pants knees.

"Listen now, Hans, did you see that tree? Very good. You took two people around from the right. We will cover you with fire later."

"Understood, Major." Corporal Howell nodded firmly in reply.

"Very well, now everyone shoots with me! Fire!" Randolph took up his submachine gun, stood up and fired at the tree that had been sieved into a sieve, and then the surrounding flag team members followed and opened fire Then, a burst of cyan gunpowder smoke filled the bushes again. After hitting a magazine, Randolph raised his fist and issued a ceasefire order to the surroundings, and the gunfire stopped abruptly with his gesture.

"It's now, Hans!" Randolph gazed nervously at the fallen tree trunk, muttering quietly in his mouth.

The deputy squad leader obviously did not let him down. Randolph immediately saw a few flag guard soldiers rushing out of the bushes on the side, turning over the tree trunk quickly, and then there was a series of submachine gun shooting. .

"The target has been wiped out!" Soon a guard flag soldier emerged from the trunk and waved his arms to his comrades.

"Go forward!" Randolph breathed a sigh of relief. He put the submachine gun back on his body and made a forward gesture towards the surroundings. The soldiers of the guard flag team emerged from their respective hiding places, still lining up in search formations and surrounded the tree trunk.

"He is the only one?" Randolph stood by the tree trunk frowning and looked at the corpse in front of him~IndoMTL.com~The major was shot in the jaw, half of his face was covered with blood, and his eyes were godless Half-open, looking at the tree crown above his head dullly, his chest and abdomen were shot in multiple places, and the military uniform on his chest was almost torn apart. At this time, a small pool of blood had accumulated under his body, and it was still running along. The depression on the ground flows towards the lower part.

"It's a Frenchman," Valdes said from the side.

"It's not certain yet, but we have experts and we will be able to find out the identity of this person." Randolph shook his head and replied.

At this moment, there was another fierce gunfire in the distant jungle.

"This direction should be Lieutenant Herman, it looks like they caught the escaped mouse!" Randolph finally showed a smile on his face.

"Go ahead, let's support them." The SS major waved his arm and led the soldiers toward the direction of the gunfire. (To be continued.) () "The Battle of Resurrection in the Third Reich" only represents the author Feng Rui's point of view. If it is found that its content violates national laws and conflicts, please delete it. The position is only dedicated to providing health Green reading platform. 【】,thank you all!