Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 38: Blood Path (9)

　　

　　 Lieutenant Hansen can clearly see the arched windows of the tall ancient building and the muzzle flames from between those windows without using a telescope.

　　Due to the closeness of the distance, and the mood has calmed down from the initial panic, the British soldiers who have recognized the reality have become precise and dense.

　　 The German machine gun team behind the sandbag bunker at the rear of the car can no longer perform their firepower normally. Their shooting is interrupted by the dense bullets that hit the bunker’s opening from time to time. The machine gunner and the commander crouched uncomfortably behind the sandbags. Cursing the two **** crazy British machine gunners in the attic of the church, while waiting for the opportunity to give back to each other.

　　 The soldiers in this modified truck are all aware that they should first make sure that they will not be sent to Valhalla by a short-eyed bullet, and then they can consider how to improve their status there.

　　 There is no shortage of warriors in the German Army, but they generally choose to use their brave opportunities wisely. After all, no one joins the army just to go to heaven. Decorating a tombstone with a medal just sounds beautiful.

　　 Right now, the only thing that can continue to exert the poor attack power of this truck is the MG34 inserted in the rear window of the cab. Kaourich’s situation is also not very good. In order to ensure the safety of the cab, The shooting port left on the window was very narrow, and the field of vision was originally not very good. The interference of British bullets made it even worse. Now Kaourich can only shoot blindly by feeling.

　　 And some bullets seemed to have penetrated the sandbag, and some raised spots began to appear on the metal back wall of the truck.

　　 "It's time, Wolf, turn around, assault!"

　　 Kaourich turned sideways and bent over to look at the inverted mirror on Wolf’s side. Now the upper part of the mirror has disappeared, and now the German sergeant can only rely on the broken The fragmented images in the lower half of the rearview mirror of the driver showed that Wolff was very annoyed by it.

　　 Hearing the captain’s order, Wolf stepped on the brake decisively, and the unprepared group of guys in the trunk suddenly rolled into a ball in the bullet rain, even if the fierce gunfire could not cover them. The exclamation and screaming.

　　Wolf quickly changed gears, and then stomped down on the accelerator. Hearing the group of guys behind yelling over the gunfire again, the corners of the sergeant's mouth showed a mischievous trick. smile.

　　In the gentle wilderness, the truck turned its head with stunning agility. Opel can finally perform its due performance. Accompanied by the surprised eyes of the British, this ugly truck speeds up frantically and rushes on the dirt road outside the church tens of meters away from the church wall. The dust and the screams of the German soldiers leaped towards the door of the outer wall.

　　 The British and the Germans outside the wall were all dumbfounded by the fact that the originally dull monster suddenly became alive and kicking. The two sides even forgot to shoot each other for a moment, and everyone watched blankly. Jumping towards the gate with the strangely shaped thing.

　　 The door on the outer wall of this church is the same as the outer walls of other French churches. There is a thick arched retaining wall next to the solid doorpost. Now a bunch of German soldiers are gathered in front of each retaining wall. Because that beautiful brick wall is the strongest and largest shelter between the walls, here they don’t have to hug their heads in the mud like the comrades under the wall.

　　 "Damn it, it rushed over, hidden!"

　　 A German corporal yelled in panic. For a moment, there were chickens and dogs jumping in front of the gate. The German soldiers crawled to the sides and dodged. No one wanted to persist in the rain of bullets but was hit and killed by this ugly thing. .

　　 German soldiers lay on the ground and watched the truck rush towards him. British machine gun bullets rained on the bulging front of the truck.

　　 The fragments of the camouflage fireproof cloth wrapped around the sandbags are flying in the air, the exposed engine radiator is full of bullet holes, the Opel’s sign has been broken in half, and they can clearly see the steam and cooling water from the bullets. Jets out of holes and cracks, sparkling like snowflakes in the sun.

　　 The terrible car accident predicted by the German soldiers did not happen. With a harsh mechanical rubbing sound, the truck rubbed the right post of the gate and stopped.

　　"Quickly, get off, get off all of you."

　　 Kaourich pushed Nimitz, who was still curling his head down beside him, and then shouted loudly through the rear window.

　　"Get off, get off, and move everything down."

　　Hafogen and Hansen yelled loudly, and at the same time they slapped the helmets of the soldiers who were still squatting in the carriage.

　　The soldiers hurriedly acted, saying they were carrying them, but in that case they were obviously looking for death. They were still under the guns of the British, and the bullets flew over their heads and around them. .

　　The German soldiers had no longer caring about the military regulations. The two soldiers unplugged the baffle on the right side of the carriage, and then a few soldiers slammed over the sandbag wall and the outer baffle with their feet. Bian suddenly raised a cloud of dust.

　　 Then the soldiers held their breath and pushed the ammunition boxes and weapons in the carriage toward the bottom of the car.

　　 Carrying an MG34, Kaulihi jumped out of the truck imposingly.

　　 He leaned in the gap between the driver's cab and the doorpost and looked towards the church, then turned around and issued an order to the pile of German soldiers who were lying on the ground stupidly looking at him.

　　"You guys are still lying on the ground, why don't you go and help, move the ammunition and weapons to the wall."

　　 Amidst the captain’s anger, the German soldiers climbed up from the ground as quickly as they had awakened from a dream. Everyone had an expression of salvation on their faces. The soldiers rushed to the side of the carriage. The ammunition box and weapons rushed.

　　 "Wolf, Nimitz, did you see the tower? You two took this machine gun to set up the fire point over there, and suppressed the window. That machine gun is a great threat to us."

　　 Kaorich pulled Wolf and Nimitz to the gap and pointed to the tower on the side of the church.

　　 "Understand, sir."

　　 Wolf nodded firmly, and took the machine gun from Kaorich.

　　 "Are you hurt?"

　　 Kaulihi frowned and looked at the wound on the forehead of the Sergeant Major.

　　 "It doesn't matter, I was scratched by a shard of the car window glass."

　　 "Be careful, I still need you."

　　 "Don't worry, sir. Let's go, second lieutenant."

　　 Wolfe grinned, and then ran to the nearest wall pillar with the Nimitz cat on his waist.

　　"Sir Kaourich! Is that you?"

　　 At this time, Fred's shout rang from the other side of the truck.

　　 "It's me, Fred, I heard that you guy is going to Valhalla, I decided to come and help you myself."

　　 Kaourich shouted with a smile.

　　 "Sorry, sir, I let you down, I will work hard."

　　 Fred replied loudly, and he was very happy now.

　　 "Sir, I'm here, cover me."

　　 "No problem, pay attention to everyone, cover and shoot, and send those **** British guys to hell! Fire!"

　　 At the door, there were gunshots everywhere, and the dozen or so infantrymen who had replenished ammunition and morale at the door even fired two rounds of volleys on the corridor on the first floor of the church. At that time, it was arrogant. The Bren machine gun stopped its noisy singing.

　　 A few seconds later, Sergeant Major Fred stumbled around the truck and appeared in front of Kaourich. What made Kaourich curious was that he was not alone in rushing through the dangerous door. He He was dragging a guy in a ridiculous white silk nightgown.

　　"Fred, I am very happy to see that you are fine."

　　 Kaourich’s gaze paused for a while on the clown-like guy and then turned to his platoon leader. He patted Fred on the shoulder and said loudly.

　　 "I am also very happy to meet you. I didn't expect you to come to support us personally. I'm very sorry, I worried you."

　　 "Don't talk about it, you are my subordinate, I can't let you be killed by those British guys like this. Tell me about the situation."

　　"We patrolled this church at 10:12 in the morning, and I decided to search it to prevent the remnants of the British slipping through the net from hiding here. As a result, we were suddenly attacked by the British in the yard. Four soldiers were killed in action.

　　 Then we hurried out of the yard, and two more soldiers were injured during the retreat. I originally thought that there were only a few British soldiers in the church, but when we launched an attack, we realized how outrageous this speculation is. There are more British people than I thought, and the firepower is unexpectedly powerful. When I realized the seriousness of the problem, we had no chance to retreat, so we were stuck here. "

　　 "I see, how about the casualties of the troops."

　　"It was very serious. Fourteen were killed in battle, and there were six wounded, but most of them were not serious. Everyone except one severely wounded can continue fighting. The key is that the ammunition is almost finished, so you The reinforcements of the company are coming at the right time."

　　 "That is to say, with the people I brought here, the one who can fight is almost a platoon, which is very good. I think this is enough for people."

　　 "What do you want to do, sir?"

　　Fred looked at Kaorich excitedly.

　　"Have you figured out what happened to the British?"

　　 Kaulihi asked.

　　 "Basically, I am about to report this to you. I feel there must be a problem."

　　 Fred pulled the man he brought with him, and then spoke to him with a stern face.

　　"Tell the officer again what you told me before, don't play tricks, my officer is not as good as I am."

　　 Kaourich tilted his head and looked at the guy in front of him who was wearing a tubular nightgown and a pointed nightcap.

　　 This man is about fifty years old, with gray sideburns exposed under his nightcap, and a pair of gray eyes that make Kaourich very uncomfortable. The skin is well maintained, and he looks rosy and healthy.

　　 The white silk nightgown covered in dust and grass blades is not very good, but the cross lace on the neckline and the material are very elegant, and the white and smooth hands carry a few gems inlaid Silver ring, this person will definitely not be the French farmers nearby. From his appearance, you can see that this is a guy who has always been pampered with status and status.

　　"This person is a priest?"

　　 Kaourich saw an exquisite cross hanging on the guy’s chest. This is not something used to express faith such as ordinary believers. This style is generally used as an identity sign for clergy. .

　　 "Yes, he is the priest of this church."

　　 Fred nodded and answered.

　　"Jean. Ver. Sebel, my name is Jean. Ver. Sebel, Mr. Captain, I am Saint Guernsey. The priest of the Chapel of Louis."

　　 Although the German pronunciation is a bit blunt, but it's still accurate, the priest respectfully nodded to Kaourich.

　　 "Tell me, dear Father Sebel, why are there so many Englishmen with guns hidden in your church." Kaorich asked with a smile.

　　 "Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Captain, this matter has nothing to do with me. I swear in the name of God that I did not participate in their conspiracy." The priest exclaimed in panic.

　　 "It has nothing to do with you? I don't think it's necessary. Now tell everything you know, and who are they? What conspiracy?" Kaorich sank.

　　"It’s them, the people in the village, Warren. Stan, he opened a watch shop in the town, and Harry. Delt, he’s a butcher’s guy, and Jean. Barr, he’s a Dentist, and Vodijk. Wallen, he is a repairer. God is above, I was blinded by them, I thought they were all good people, but I did not expect... For God’s sake, I It really has nothing to do with them."

　　Father Sebel stammered.

　　 "What do these people you are talking about have to do with this matter now?"

　　"Ah, sorry, Mr. Captain, you will understand after listening to me. One day Warren. Stan, the watch shop owner told me that he and some friends have a batch of goods to temporarily store In my case, I really didn’t know what those were. I thought it was just some private goods as usual. They gave me some storage fees, and I asked them to put things in the basement of the church, Mr. Captain, I swear to God at the time that I had no idea that those boxes would be arms."

　　"As usual?"

　　 Kaulihi stared at the priest slantingly. This guy obviously had a lot of criminal convictions.

　　 "You said it was munitions? How many munitions?"

　　" More than thirty large boxes filled the basement warehouse. Ten boxes contained rifles, and each box contained twenty guns, all new. There was also a box with bigger guns, guns There is a handle on the tube."

　　 "It's the Bren machine gun." Fred said next to him.

　　 "Yes, Bren... The machine gun, there are six, and it's brand new." The priest nodded and said.

　　 "The rest of the box is filled with bullets and rubber blocks wrapped in paper. It smells bad."

　　 "zha medicine."

　　Fred looked at Kaorich and said, Kaorich frowned and nodded.

　　 "Go on, Father."

　　 This guy is really a reliable "custodian".

　　" I was terrified when I found these things. I immediately went to them and asked them clearly, but they told me a lot of things that I didn’t understand~ IndoMTL.com~ What do you say to be a Frenchman Service to the motherland. God, I am a pious clergyman, and things like secular countries are not issues that I should consider. I have entrusted my life to God. I am a servant of God and only serve God... ."

　　"Sai...Father Bell, we now know that you are a pious servant of God."

　　 Kaulihi turned his gaze to the soldiers who were lying on the wall with rifles waiting.

　　"Oh, sorry, Mr. Captain, you know I regret not reporting this to the German military immediately, you know, I am a priest, and it is my duty to bring the lost lambs back to God. , Thinking that they might be punished by the German army, my kindness for a time made me commit this serious mistake. Mr. Captain, I don’t know if you can ask your boss for mercy, I’m just a humble **** Servant, can you forgive me for the mistakes I made because I was too soft-hearted."

　　"How much did they give you again?"

　　"Fifteen thousand francs...Ah, no, Mr. Captain, don't get me wrong, I didn't tell them for this..."

　　 "I know that you are a devout believer, and your kindness blinded my eyes."

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