An eight-meter-high tunnel. Okay. Sean and Snoopy felt cold now. Climb up. I'm afraid that's all that's left now. Otherwise, there's really no way to install it. Sean and Snoopy After the two of them looked at each other in confusion, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and go up. Time was running out.
Gou Bin was sweating profusely and wiped the sweat from the corner of his face with one hand. His hands were trembling as he connected the fuse of the detonator. At this time, Gou Bin was really afraid of hearing the sound of a train coming from the cave. He only had half of the box of explosives placed. There was a box of explosives at the back. Gou Bin felt uncomfortable. The job of putting the explosives was really not done by humans.
After Vicki Bruce arranged the matters at the station, he took two guerrillas to carry the explosive box and immediately ran over to help. Gou Bin and the three of them would definitely not be able to complete the installation. Even if the installation is completed, it is almost done. It is better to do it earlier. It will take more time to prepare after installation. Who knows if the train will be early or something. If that is the case, it will be troublesome.
"Cruz, we're here to help." Vicki Bruce led two guerrillas to one side and began to lay the rails on the other side. It's not clear which of the two rails the super cannon will go on. At the moment, there are only two rails to lay. Place an explosive detonator at a distance of three meters. Although it is a little scattered, there is nothing you can do about it.
Now we can only borrow the power of explosives to directly knock the super cannon into the river. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to handle such a huge thing. With more people and strength, Gou Bin can breathe a sigh of relief. There is no need to worry about rushing. Time or something. He raised his head and looked at Sean and Snoopy as they climbed into the tunnel. They shook their heads and sighed.[
Gou Bin and the others were planting explosives, but the Nazis were rushing over as if they were racing against time. Picasso was sitting on the tracked armored command vehicle, his face gloomy and silent. Even Biers, who was sitting aside, was looking majestic. He didn't dare to breathe. Picasso looked very sad now. It's better not to touch his bad luck.
Picasso is very angry now. He is indeed very angry. He did not expect that he was actually tricked by the Allied forces. At the same time, he regrets why he did not check carefully and carefully. As for the two Nazi soldiers who were careless and careless in checking, Picasso should have given it to him long ago. He was dragged out and shot like a berserk. If the two of them had checked more carefully, Gou Bin and the others would definitely have betrayed him.
At that time, Picasso felt a little strange when the truck easily left the pothole. Three Japanese officers could move a truck's medicine box. Due to the grudge between the three of them and Yamamoto at that time, Picasso did not care or worry too much. Until he almost arrived at his destination, the more Picasso thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.
If that truck is transporting a truckload of medicine, why is there no escort team? It is still difficult to get here. The security here is very good. If the security is really so good, how can it be possible to take the trails instead of the good roads? Why choose the bumpy trails? .Everything happens for a reason and there must be a ghost.
Picasso, who didn't quite believe it, immediately asked his correspondent to contact Merlin when he was halfway there. After learning that they had never sent any transport team to transport medicine, Picasso immediately realized that he had been deceived. I was deceived, and I had a fight with Yamamoto. It was better for Gou Bin and others to find an entrance and fan the flames from the side.
Picasso, who became more and more angry as he thought about it, decisively ordered to return to the original route. He had the illusion that the Allied forces must be on the other side of the Crisan Bridge. The fact was exactly as Picasso thought. The Allied forces were really in Crisan. Mulberry Bridge also had a battle with Yamamotoichi and others. By the time he arrived, they had already left.
What made Picasso angry was that these hateful allies actually planted two landmines before leaving. As a result, Picasso's men lost a lot of people. What Picasso didn't expect was that the other side actually There's also geography. It's also buried so insidiously. It was attacked without even identifying its location.
Biers was sitting in the depressing cab. Picasso gritted his teeth and said with a guilty conscience: "Sir, what should we do with those Japanese now? How to deal with them? Now Yamamoto Ichi's team is almost disabled." .Let them continue to be cannon fodder or..."
Picasso showed a ferocious smile. He sneered and said: "Nonsense. Of course they charge. These guys are not so easy to cripple. Don't forget that I can also force him to pull out all the troops of more than a thousand people." I want to train. Bah~ Being cannon fodder on the battlefield is the best training."
"..." Bills really didn't know what to say now. He could only feel sad for Yamamoto. It was a good team. It was extremely unlucky to meet Picasso. And Picasso's words really made Bill Si felt a burst of sweat. He grew up among the cannon fodder. It was really a classic saying of wisdom.
Picasso gritted his teeth and said that there were still about two miles to go. He ordered in an irritable mood: "Order the mobile troops to rush to support as soon as possible. We must protect the Krisan Bridge. Even if it is captured, we must take it back. .We must not fall into the hands of the Allies. Drive the Japanese to the front of the line and let them be cannon fodder."
When his signalmen looked over, Bierce nodded and indicated that he would do as he was told. The super cannon was very important, but he didn't expect that the super cannon would come at the wrong time. It was a good time to come, but it happened to come at this time. Isn't this the same as a sheep entering a tiger's mouth? Bill suddenly felt a sense of courage. This time the super cannon may not be saved.
Bills had seen Gou Bin and the others' super vitality. They were able to survive the bombing of Tiger tanks. I have to say that his luck was not ordinary, but very strong. Especially when they were walking all the way. Come down. The outstanding performance made Bills feel scared for a while.
After Picasso calmed down from his anger, he thought for a while and continued to make arrangements and said: "Contact the escorts of the super cannon and tell them the situation here. If you can't get in touch, keep in touch until you can get in touch. I'm sure. We cannot let these allies succeed."
Yamamoto sat numbly on the motorcycle. Together with less than thirty of his men, they were all driven to the front of the team. As soon as Picasso's order was given, Nazi soldiers immediately urged the Japanese to fight. Charge. The Nazi soldiers had no reason to be polite to these people who did not belong to their country.
The two countries are separated by vast distances. Neither of them can provide much support at all. The so-called alliance is just a verbal agreement plus a scrap of paper. When the war actually breaks out, no one can help the other. It is just a formality. That's it. In addition, the Japanese were retreating steadily at Pearl Harbor. Even the end of the strong bow is of little value.
Yamamotoichi was thinking about something at this time. Something that made him feel ashamed and vomited blood. Picasso actually forced all the more than a thousand Japanese recruits staying in Berlin to go to the battlefield. His telegram had already been sent back. I believe it. There will be news tomorrow at the latest. As soon as Yamamoto knew this, Picasso forced himself to die.
Now he is forced to take the lead in his team and be cannon fodder. He feels aggrieved, confused and irritated. If possible, Yamamoto Kazuki really wants to kill Picasso with a thousand cuts. But due to the current situation, he can only endure it. The emperor's mission was not completed. Even if he returned alive, he would die. With a bayonet and the emperor sleeping late, he committed suicide by caesarean section.
On the Krisan Bridge side, after Gou Bin connected the final detonation wire, he breathed a sigh of relief. When he raised his head towards the tunnel, Sean and Snoopy had already hung up the explosives. He just jumped down and ran towards the bridge here. Burstyn connected a large bundle of fuses to the detonation box placed aside. It can be detonated manually as soon as the train arrives.[
Vicki Bruce came over with three of his men. They were holding empty boxes. Gou Bin knew that they had completed their mission. Gou Bin breathed a sigh of relief and waited for the arrival of the train. When he raised his wrist to time, a train came from the cave tunnel. The whistle blew. It was eight fifty-six. It was really early.
Vicky Bruce heard the train whistle. It felt so good. Vicky Bruce smiled and said: "Cruz, I didn't expect that the train was really early. Fortunately we were in time. Otherwise, it would have been a bit troublesome. Well, even the Nazis It's early too. This time we are in some trouble."
Vicky Bruce, who was still in the mood to joke, immediately curled his lips. The guerrillas who were laying mines in front of them sent a signal. Needless to say, it must have been launched under certain circumstances. It meant that the Nazi soldiers had begun to reach the sight of the place where the mines were buried. Notify Vicky Bruce and the others. Find something ready to go.
Gou Bin breathed a sigh of relief and shook his head and said: "It's really weird if they don't. Then act according to the plan. Blow up the super cannon. After resisting for a while, your men will retreat first. Bruce, go and say good to your men Donoma and the others. Don't come. It's a mess. Go ahead and leave it to me."
"Okay. Cruze. It's yours." Vicki Bruce knew that he was no longer needed here. Now he was going back to concentrate his efforts on resisting. This time they were going to have a good fight. The pain, anguish and humiliation that the Nazis once suppressed were all gone. Fight. Let the Nazi soldiers know how powerful the guerrillas are.
After Vicki Bruce left, Burstyn wiped the sweat from the corner of his face with one hand and said: "Cruz, the explosives are ready. The detonation wire is all normal. Just wait for the train to arrive."
Gou Bin listened to the sound of the approaching train. He nodded and hung up the oil lamp, waiting for the order. Burstyn said: "Well, good job. You will listen to my order later. I asked you to press it and you did it." Don't make any mistakes this time. Otherwise, others may shoot you for your part."
Burstyn shook his head in a cold sweat and said, "Well, it won't happen. Don't worry. I made a mistake. I won't make it again next time."