Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 38: Blood Path (10)

　　 At this time, the British and German armies have calmed down from the enthusiasm of frontal shooting. When the two sides found that their attacks could not change the current battlefield situation, the British and Germans unanimously stopped the exchange of bullets and A boring game of noise.

　　 Although one or two lone gunshots occasionally sounded, it was just a soldier’s personal behavior in an attempt to harass or vent his anger, and the commanders on both sides obviously didn’t care about it.

　　 The British looked helplessly at the German truck whose head was sieved and leaned against the gate of the wall, braving the steam. The thing has completed its mission, and the Germans should have received the assistance they need. , Now even if you put a few hundred holes on it, it won’t help.

　　German soldiers are carefully monitoring the old church with their newly-filled rifles. The current direction of sunlight is beneficial to them. From the side of the wall, they can clearly see the people shaking in the church window.

　　 However, there are too many windows open in that building. I don’t know what the original designer’s design philosophy was. The Germans guessed that the guy must have covered fortresses before, so he habitually opened so many holes in the wall that could be used as sniper shooting points. Now any slight disturbance would cause a pang of tension among the German soldiers.

　　 When not firing, the German soldiers tried their best to prevent themselves from exposing too much shelter. Five German soldiers have paid a heavy price for this, and two lucky ones were put in their helmets by British snipers. I left a memorial on it, and it is not a pleasant thing to find that my head has become the target of the other party.

　　The questioning continued, Kaorich was distributing cigarettes to the assembled few non-commissioned officers and military officers while listening to the French priest's endless accusations.

　　"Mr. Captain, you must know that I am a duty-bound priest, and I have never been interested in worldly things. The duty given to me by God is to rescue those poor lambs who have lost their faith from Satan and make God The glory of glory can shine on the earth. But I really did not expect to be used by those evil guys. It is not my intention to be involved in such terrible things."

　　 Father Sebel bitterly accused those French gangsters of the heinous crime of playing with his pure heart.

　　 "I understand, Father."

　　 Kaourich lit himself a cigarette.

　　"No one wants to be involved in this kind of thing, I understand your feelings now. However, as you can see, I don’t have much time now, so please try to talk about some issues that interest me. To see if it can compensate for the serious mistake you made."

　　"Of course, Mr. Captain, you listen to me continue. Later, I called Warren. Stan, who opened the watch shop, just the day after I asked him for the theory, they again Two suitcases were sent to me. Originally, I was not going to allow them to put that kind of weird things in the holy church, but that Harry Delt, you know, he is in town..."

　　"Butcher, I already know. Please tell me the point, Father Sebel, don’t try to challenge my patience."

　　 Kaourich frowned and flicked the soot that fell on the cuff with his fingers.

　　 "Ah, I'm really sorry, Mr. Captain, I just want to be more specific."

　　Fr Sebel took off his ridiculously pointed nightcap in fear and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

　　 "You will definitely be interested in what I say below."

　　 "Let's talk about it, Mr. Father, what happened to the butcher?"

　　"Oh, the one who bought the meat, Harry. Delt, he actually threatened me and blackmailed me with my benevolent cover of their crime of hiding arms. He said if I didn’t continue to help them People reported this matter... You know, Mr. Captain, I was really terrified at the time, so I had to agree that they continue to hide the contraband in the church.

　　 This time they asked to find a room for these two boxes, and I did. But then I found out that they went into that room as soon as they came to the church. I kept my mind in mind and sneaked into that room to take a look when they were not paying attention. Mr. Captain, do you know what I found? "

　　 Saibel looked at Kaourich with a flattering smile, his eyes full of expectations waiting for the other person to inquire about him.

　　"This... an idiot who lives and lives."

　　 Kaourich suddenly had an urge to draw a gun. He took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the unstoppable disgust, gritted his teeth and asked with a smile.

　　 "What is it?"

　　 "Those guys hid a radio station in that room and packed it in the suitcase."

　　 "Oh? Are you sure?"

　　 The news aroused Kaourich's interest, and now radio stations are rare.

　　 However, thinking of those Frenchmen who can even get so many arms, then adding a radio station is not a difficult task.

　　 "Although I am just a priest in a country church, I was honoured to be summoned by the Holy See to go to the Vatican two years ago to meet the cardinal. I have seen what the radio looks like in the Vatican, so at that time I saw Recognizing that strange thing is a radio station."

　　 Speaking of his glorious history, Sebel can't help but stiff his stomach.

　　 "Go on."

　　 Kaulihi stared at the proud priest with a sullen face. He felt that the noble and holy image of the clergy in his mind was rapidly collapsing before his eyes.

　　"Mr. Captain, you know that when I saw that radio station, I was really scared. Obviously those guys are definitely not ordinary French civilians. They often sneak to the church at night and then get in there. They didn’t leave until the next morning, plus they had so many armaments... You know, what does this all mean."

The priest 　　 looked at the German captain flatteringly again, but when he saw that his face was turning blue, the clever priest hurriedly smiled and continued his explanation.

　　" I judged that they must be spies lurking in France from a certain country. They used the radio to contact their bosses. They must be brewing some shameless conspiracy against the powerful German army. Mr. Captain, when I come to this judgment I was almost mad at the time, I would never allow this criminal act, this kind of conspiracy and sabotage planning to happen in the holy church. So I decided to report the crimes of these criminals to the powerful and noble German army."

　　 Saibei said loudly with foam on the corners of his mouth, that expression of justice and solemnity made him feel like the president of the religious court who was about to light the pyre.

　　 "Then why didn't you report this matter in time? Listen to what you said earlier, these crimes have been going on for at least a few weeks."

　　"Mr. Captain, you must forgive my cowardice. I am just a priest of a humble country church. I am timid and afraid of being retaliated by these criminals. You must know that I have recognized these people as they are. But everything can be done."

　　 "Then you are not afraid of our German army's revenge?"

　　 Kaulixi asked coldly.

　　 "Of course it's not like that. I am still in awe of the German army, Mr. Captain..."

Father 　　 took the crumpled nightcap and wiped his glistening forehead.

　　" Mr. Captain, I have been to Germany and I have met many German friends. To be honest, I like Germany very much. However, I was too cowardly. When I made up my mind to report those people, I found that everything was irreversible. Yes. I was going to go to the town to report this incident this morning, but as you have seen, I did not have time to expose this crime."

　　 The priest looked helpless and innocent, and his eyes flashed with regret.

　　" I was awakened by the gunfire last night. I knew there must be a terrible battle. In the second half of the night, when I was praying to God in the prayer room, the British came here. They were barbaric. I rushed into this sacred place and locked me in my room. They are really a bunch of beasts."

　　 Father swallowed and continued.

　　 "There are about fifty savage British people. Many of them looked like they were injured. I saw a lot of blood on the ground. They all had weapons. I couldn't stop them. Yes. Those **** spies brought them here because I saw Warren. Stan, God punishes this sinner. He was badly wounded, and the wound was on his chest. From my experience, he should be already Dead, may Satan’s **** burn his sinful soul.

　　 and Fodek. Warren, he seems to be fine, he has been screaming for revenge for his companions. I didn't see the other two people, but I can infer from Warren's words that those two might have been sent where they should be by the powerful German army. "

　　 "You mean, those British people were brought here by those French people."

　　 Kaourich raised one eyebrow, then drew the water bottle from his waist and handed it to the priest.

　　 "Drink some water, Mr. Father, I think you must be thirsty."

　　 "Ah, thank you, God bless you, Mr. Captain, I haven't had a sip of water since last night."

　　Fr Sebel took the water bottle flattered, and then greedily gulped the water.

　　 "Well, I feel like I was born again. Thank you again, Mr. Merciful Captain."

　　 Saibel handed back the water bottle, which was almost dry, to Kaourich, who threw the water bottle to Haforgen behind him.

　　 "Okay, go ahead, Mr. Father, what happened later, how did you escape from it."

　　"It’s like this. At first, the British asked me for water and food. I wanted to excuse them to refuse them, but the despicable Warren was very familiar with this church. He led the British people into the food. The storage room also robbed me of all the food and wine I tried to collect and store.

　　 You need to know that those are good things that you can’t find in the market now. If you don’t have a little way, I don’t even want to get them. I originally wanted to rely on these things to help the poor believers at critical moments. Now It was eaten into the stomach by those savage British robbers. "

　　 the priest yelled in indignation.

　　"This guy seems to have hidden a lot of good things, but he said he was going to use it to help the poor and see his ghost!"

　　 Kaulixi rubbed his molars while watching the priest's shiny forehead and ruddy smooth skin.

　　"Because they noticed my uncooperative attitude, these British people put me in their room. I escaped when they were not paying attention. I kept hiding in a flower bed in the cemetery. It was not until the morning that they exchanged fire with the officer’s troops and ran out of the cemetery. I found the officer the first time and reported everything I knew to him. The officer could testify for me."

　　 "That's it, he's right, but..."

　　Fred stared at Sebel coldly.

　　 "You did not tell me about the French and the radio. I now feel that you must be hiding something. You must know that deceiving German officers on the battlefield is a very serious crime."

　　 "That's because your military rank is not high enough. The French skater in front of you knows how to use the resources he has."

　　 Kaorich glanced at Fred. He didn't think it was a good idea to tell the sergeant the truth.

　　"Ah, no, how dare I conceal something, I’m not planning to report more important information to this Mr. Captain. Mr. Captain, I’ve destroyed that radio station before I ran out, and now those people can’t use that. Things have contacted the outside world, look at..."

　　 Saibel hurriedly lifted the hem of the long pyjama, revealing two thin legs with lush legs.

　　 "What do you want to do?"

　　 Sergeant Major Fred was startled by the priest's weird behavior, and he reflexively placed his hand on the leather buckle of the holster around his waist.

　　 "No, don't get me wrong, I want to show this to Mr. Captain..."

　　 Sai Bell desperately shook one hand in front of him, and hurriedly took out a few metal parts from the pocket of his fat shorts.

　　"This...seems to be an adjustment wrench, this is a switch, this is like a knob...Father, you removed these from the radio?"

　　 Kaourich frowned and looked at the metal parts in his hand.

　　"Yes, I sneaked into that room before I left. I originally wanted to take the radio station away, but you see, I really can’t do this job, the radio station is too heavy for me .

　　 But I had to get something to prove that I was telling the truth, so I removed all the parts I could remove from that radio station. There were still a few, but they were all lost when I ran away. , Now only these are left, I think you can tell at a glance that these are parts on the radio. "

　　 Saibel looked expectantly at Kaorich.

　　"Yes, these are all on the radio control panel. Although it does not have much effect on the operation of the radio, I think it will mess up the originally set frequency when it is removed. Sir, it will be difficult to debug without these knobs. The originally set frequency, that radio station is temporarily unavailable."

　　 Hansen took a closer look at the parts and said.

　　 "Then I can rest assured, Mr. Captain, this should be helpful to you, whether it can compensate for the mistakes I made."

　　 "Well, yes, but what I am wondering now is how you do this under the close guard of the British."

　　 Kaourich now thinks this French priest is really not to be underestimated.

　　"This is the secret I will tell you below. You will definitely be interested in it. This church has a history of 320 years. It not only has an elegant appearance, a practical structure, and a beautiful It also has a set of very secret secret passage system, you can reach any corner of this church without hindrance from the secret passage.

　　 and it also has two escape routes. I escaped from one of the escape routes. That exit is in the cemetery. Another passage leads to a natural cave under the cliff where the church is located, from where you can escape to the sea by boat. . . . "

　　 "What!"

　　 Kaulixi asked loudly, his eyes widened.

　　 "Why are you talking about such important information now! Tell me where is the secret passage and where is the exit of the cave."

　　"The secret passage is under the church cellar, and the exit of the cave is under the cliff. If you are on the sea, you can see it at a glance."

　　 "I see, what else you haven't told me, Mr. Father, you know I'm very impatient with your nonsense now..."

　　 "That's it, I have told you the most important secrets I know, you can trust me..."

　　 Saibel saw Kaorich’s serious expression knowing that the problem was a bit serious, and he answered respectfully with a bitter expression.

　　"Very well, Mr. Father, you should go to the wall to rest first. I will need your help later."

　　 Kaourich winked, and Hafgen stepped forward and dragged the priest away.

　　 "This **** wordy French guy, such an important situation is not said until the end..."

　　 Fred also felt the seriousness of the problem, and he spit on the ground fiercely.

　　"But we finally got a general understanding of the whole thing from his nonsense, what do you think, sir."

　　 Lieutenant Hansen stepped forward and asked.

　　"This matter should not be as simple as what we see now. It is no doubt that this is a spy station, but how can those British troops be here. They obviously already know that they have no way to escape, why are they still Come here, aren’t they afraid to expose this important stronghold?"

　　 Kaulihi looked at the church hesitantly.

　　"No matter what, we must launch an attack immediately. You have all heard that there is a secret escape way to the sea. I can’t guarantee that the British don’t know the existence of this secret way, and this priest There must be a lot of water in the words, but now we don’t have the time and energy to prove it, so we have to believe for the time being that what he said is true.

　　Fred, you gather the soldiers and order them to prepare for the assault. Hansen, how many British snipers did you find? "

　　"There are five in total, one of which is on the second floor window of the tower, and the other four are on the second floor and attic of the church."

　　 "Very well, we will do it when the soldiers are ready, listen to my orders, let the soldiers move as little as possible, and don't disturb the British on the opposite side, well, gentlemen, let's act."

　　 "Yes, sir!"

　　 The officers and non-commissioned officers pushed their chests vigorously, and then quickly dispersed.

　　 "Report sir, the soldiers are ready, waiting for your order." Frederick reported.

　　"Very well, we don't have much time now. The British seem to have some plans."

　　 Kaourich squatted with a bayonet and frowned, looking at a plan drawn on the mud.

　　" I found that the windows on the second floor hadn’t moved for a long time~IndoMTL.com~ and I looked in from the windows in the corridor on the first floor, and there seemed to be a lot of people shaking inside. I’m not sure, I think they seem to be moving Concentrate people."

　　 Nimitz knelt aside with a Mauser rifle, he pointed to an open area on the floor plan and said.

　　"Are your sketches accurate? Mr. Father."

　　 Hansen turned his face to look at Father Sebel, who was squatting on the side.

　　"Absolutely accurate. This is the first floor. This is the second floor cloister. This is the first floor cloister that the ensign said. This church is very delicate. The entrance is the empty chapel, and the front is the altar. The holy cross is made of sterling silver. It is also inlaid with gold and precious stones. It is as old as this church. Praise God. From the time this church was built to the present, it has experienced fires, earthquakes, wars and even thieves’ attacks. The Holy Cross has never suffered any damage, which has to make me praise the great power of God."

　　"You have been chattering about that cross six times here, have you secretly weighed it with a scale, how heavy is that cross?"

　　"There are three thousand seven hundred and forty grams, without a base... this, this is what the previous generation priest told me, how could I do such a **** Thing."

　　Fr Sebel began to cross his chest.

　　 "It seems that he has really weighed it..."

　　 Kaourich pressed the swollen temple without force, and the several officers kneeling on the side invariably made a quiet cross on his chest.