Compared with their allies in Asia, the Germans can at least disguise themselves and show their civilized side, but in the face of the benefits they are about to obtain, the so-called civilization is not worth mentioning.
In order to force out the Holy Grail, Donovan and his German allies have used all means, whether it is coercion or torture, but they can't open the mouths of the Brotherhood prisoners. They are like fanatical martyrs, full of anger.
, and then face his own death calmly.
The Crusader Brotherhood has guarded the secret of the Holy Grail for hundreds of years, and they will continue to do so.
"These damn guys!"
Donovan, who was still holding a civilized stick and wearing a white suit, was furious in the tent. He didn't care about conquering the world. He just wanted eternal life, but these prisoners were like stones in the toilet. They had exhausted all their means, but the only gain was
It's bloody spit.
"Tie them all to crosses! Then stick them in the desert. I'm going to let these guys die with their secrets!"
"Mr. Donovan, we have released the news, will Indiana Jones take the bait?"
The SS officer who came to help Donovan questioned that in his opinion, Donovan's method was a bit too simple. If it were him, he should dig up the ground three feet!
"He will!"
Donovan looked at this officer impatiently. The SS colonel who had cooperated with him before had his head blown off by Chen Mo. The new guy was a stupid young man. He kept talking only for the Führer and did not spare Donovan at all.
In his eyes, if it weren't for the opponent's hundred or so trumpeters, Donovan would have buried this guy in the desert, just like the Bedouins, leaving only a head on the ground.
"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, no one knows Jones better than me, so he will definitely come with the Holy Grail!"
"That's just right. I can also explain to the head of state. Before the great head of state..."
Seeing that the lieutenant colonel was about to repeat the quotations of the Führer again, Donovan hurriedly escaped from the tent on the pretext of going to the bathroom. He didn't like spicy crisps, he only liked spicy crispy money, but now, for money, he had to pretend that he liked spicy crisps.
appearance.
The sun in the distance has sunk more than half, casting shadows over the earth. The desert, which is unbearably hot during the day, seems to have become gloomy. The mountains in the distance are like monsters lurking in the darkness, opening their bloody mouths to devour people.
"It's very quiet tonight!"
Donovan, who had been working hard for days, suddenly felt sleepy and returned to his tent to rest.
At this moment, Chen Mo also rushed over.
The Germans had no intention of concealing their presence. The camp was built in a windy place, surrounded by low wooden fences, and lit by torches every ten meters. The interior of the camp was also clearly distinguishable, with the tents of the servant soldiers at the end.
On the outside, there are the German camps in the inner circle and the commander's camp in the center. As for the prisoners of the Brotherhood, they were tied to cages and crosses on one side of the camp.
After carefully observing Chen Mo in the camp, he already had a rough attack route, but in order to ensure the best effect, he still took a short rest, not only for himself, but also for the white horse under his crotch.
Putting the submachine gun on his chest, Chen Mo exerted a little force on his legs, and the white horse under his crotch took small steps forward. As the steps got bigger and bigger, the speed of the white horse gradually increased, and the sound of the horse's hooves hitting the ground was heard in the silent night.
Very far away.
The native soldiers standing guard naturally heard the sound of horse hooves, but God was helping Chen Mo. On a moonless night, the undernourished native soldiers could not even see the situation a few meters away, so they could only shout into the darkness to ask who was coming.
What responded to him was a sudden burst of gunfire. Chen Mo, who had opened his eyes of death, pulled the trigger and killed the two sentries standing guard with a single shot.
After the gunfire exploded outside the camp, the camp immediately reacted in chaos. Under the reflection of the campfire, the shadows of the soldiers were stretched out, and their movements were crooked, like monsters entrenched above the camp.
The soldiers carrying weapons hurriedly rushed out of the camp, and then they were hit by bullets. In the dark night, they could not see the position of the attackers clearly. Instead, they were knocked to the ground one by one by the bright light of the campfire.
, Chen Mo's gunshots were very rhythmic. Every time a gun was fired, someone would fall down, and the sprayed blood would splash on the white tent, quickly dyeing a large area red.
"Flare, launch the flare quickly!"
The SS lieutenant colonel, who also didn't even wear his coat, shouted loudly. He had received formal military training for a period of time. From the sound of gunfire, he could tell that there was only one person on the other side. The fear on his face quickly turned into anger. He wanted to kill him.
That man was torn into pieces!
A German soldier raised a flare gun and fired a flare mixed with aluminum, magnesium and other powders. As a red light flew high into the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye, the dazzling white light exploded instantly, illuminating the camp and surrounding areas.
Sharp and clear.
"He's there, fire!"
Under the flares, the camp defenders quickly discovered Chen Mo who was circling the camp. Although the figure of the other party was blurred, it was not completely invisible.
However, they saw Chen Mo, so why didn't Chen Mo see them?
Adjusting the submachine gun to fully automatic mode, Chen Mo couldn't be too happy looking at the shining head. The bullets fired by the opponent flew past his ears, but Chen Mo showed no fear.
As the mark was completed, the submachine gun roared. Amid the bumpy horses and undulating terrain, Chen Mo's gun-holding arm did not tremble at all.
All the German soldiers in the camp were hit on the head and fell down like mowing grass, and the SS lieutenant colonel who stood out the most was no exception.
The flare fell slowly, the magnesium powder had burned out, and darkness enveloped the earth again. The German soldier who had just fired the flare hurriedly loaded another round, but this time before he could raise the flare gun, Chen Mo's bullet had already found him.
.
A bullet pierced his neck, and blood spurted out instantly. When his body fell, the soldier subconsciously pulled the trigger.
The tilted muzzle of the gun fired the illumination bomb directly towards the tent on the side. With the exploding white light, the cloth tent was quickly ignited.
The soldiers surrounded by flames wailed and rushed out of the burning tents. The fire on their bodies was touched everywhere. Soon more tents were set on fire, making the whole camp a mess. Some people wanted to put out the fire, others wanted to
fight back.
The messy camp naturally alarmed the Brotherhood prisoners. They looked at the brother tied to the cross, who had a clear view.