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Chapter 63 Schmidt's Ecstasy

As the head of the mysterious side that the Führer has high hopes for, Johann Schmidt himself is actually a bit of a technology nerd. Rather than destroying the guerrillas, he would rather stay in his base and study the Cosmic Cube obtained from Spain, an artifact with infinite energy.

A brand new door opened for Schmidt, but he still came, put down his work, and came to Norway to deal with the turmoil caused by the gunslinger.

This is not because Schmidt listens to orders, but that he is interested in Chen Mo. In his opinion, Chen Mo's ultra-long-range sniper operations are difficult for ordinary people to do. Even he himself cannot do it with an anti-tank rifle.

Sniping a Commodore from a distance of 1,500 meters, so Schmidt believed that this gunslinger must be a special being like himself, maybe the second guy injected with the super soldier potion!

Red Skull really wanted to meet Chen Mo, and then they had a drink and talked about heroes. Finally, Chen Mo was impressed by his charisma, and he bowed down and joined Hydra. From then on, the two brothers worked together to share world hegemony, wouldn't it be great!

Ever since the Red Skull was injected with the super soldier potion, he no longer regards himself as a mortal. He is stronger and faster, and naturally desires to have the same existence as him.

Under the protection of a group of Hydra guards and military police, Schmidt and the infantry general returned to the garrison headquarters in Oslo.

"General, your direction is completely wrong!"

Although his military rank was lower than that of an infantry general, Schmidt's tone was not polite. In the headquarters, he ridiculed the general's elimination plan, saying that the other side was simply piling up manpower and only giving lives to the enemy.

"The opponent has superb shooting skills. All your men are killed in one shot. The opponent has never wasted a bullet. Your method will only allow you to see more Colonel Bernardus!"

The Bernardus Schmidt was talking about was the SS flag captain who was knocked out of his head. The latter now lays down in the nursing ward to eat and sleep on time. His fellow patient is the one who cries more than ten times a day.

German soldier.

"But...the other party's harassment of our troops..."

"That's just making an attack in the east. Use your brain. General, you don't really think that your soldiers are his targets, do you?"

Schmidt sneered, sitting on the stool belonging to the infantry general, and then threw his leather gloves on the map on the table.

"They have only one goal, and that is the heavy water plant!"

Regarding the nuclear weapons project, Schmidt himself would have been happy to participate in it in the past, but now, with the eyes opened by the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, the other party no longer likes that thing, so what if it is built? Throw a bullet into London.

Then drop one at Plymouth Naval Port? Even if the British mainland is that big, it would take dozens of nuclear weapons to destroy it, which is not as good as the space bomb he developed himself.

But Schmidt himself is still happy to see the emergence of a heavy water plant, so that Mustache can pay less attention to him, and he will have enough time and energy to do secret work that cannot be known to others.

"The other party is attacking everywhere just to disturb your sight. They must have been eyeing the heavy water plant for a long time, and now they are waiting for the opportunity to destroy it!"

"I will increase my troops immediately!"

The infantry general looked serious. There was no room for failure in the heavy water plant. If the project was delayed, he, the general, would just wait to commit suicide!

So an armored regiment and a grenadier brigade immediately moved into the factory to set up defenses. However, the general's move also made the soldiers complain.

"The gunslinger will definitely come for us!"

"I want to ask for sick leave from the company commander!"

The middle-level and lower-level officers also have a headache, because their officers have a lower survival rate than the top soldiers. If a battalion commander can live for a month on the Eastern Front, he may only live for two weeks in Norway. After all, on the Eastern Front

If so, you can still find a way to hide from the Soviet cannons, but there is no place to hide from Chen Mo's bullets. You never know if there is a gun pointing at you outside the window.

In order to survive, these officers decisively abandoned their hand-sewn fine officer uniforms and put on the military uniforms of big-headed soldiers. There were no military ranks on their shoulders. Soldiers were not allowed to salute when they saw them. They did not wear any markings on their bodies, they just carried them on their backs.

Wearing rifle and armed belt.

But even if this is the case, there will still be unlucky people whose imaginations are opened because their subordinates handed them a telescope or handed out a cigarette.

Although Red Skull believed that Chen Mo's target was the heavy water factory, he was wrong. Chen Mo's attack on the German army was not to disturb the public, but to kill time.

Although Galahad's group successfully landed, the other accompanying groups chose to return the same way because they were lost. Originally, Chen Mo thought that it would be over if he went alone. As long as he rushed in and killed everyone, the mission would be completed, but rigidly

The British senior officials insisted on sending the team to fly again. They felt that the Galahad team was not a professional demolition team and could not complete the mission, so they had to wait for the demolition team to act together.

After waiting for three months, Chen Mo gained five kilograms while staying at the Norwegian fellow's house. He didn't see the demolition team descending from the sky. On the contrary, the Norwegian fellow's house had almost eaten the chickens and ducks by them.

"Then let's do it alone!"

After finishing the last chicken, Chen Mo slapped the table and said, "No wait, isn't it just a time bomb? No one can do the same!"

Galahad was now teaching, and Chen Mo was now learning. The two of them produced twenty bombs within three days, and then Chen Mo put the anti-tank rifle on his back and led the people out.

Under the leadership of the enthusiastic Norwegian fellow, Chen Mo bypassed the German frontal defense and sneaked in from the cliffs on both sides of the factory, thus entering the core area of ​​the factory.

But after entering the factory, Chen Mo discovered something was wrong. The German soldiers patrolling inside were all replaced by Hydra men. These guys wearing bulletproof armor and holding energy submachine guns were a bit difficult to deal with.

"Fortunately, I brought enough bullets!"

Chen Mo didn't know what Hydra was doing here, but he still put on his own holy light bullet.

"I'm going to make noise, and I'll leave the blasting to you!"

After confirming that Galahad had received the signal, Chen Mo immediately walked out of the bunker in a swagger, kicked open a German dormitory, walked to the German soldiers in the room who were drinking coffee and reading newspapers, and overturned the table.

"Who are you…"

The German soldiers in the room immediately prepared to rush in angrily, but when they saw Chen Mo holding two guns, they immediately fled out of the window in fear, not even bothering to put on their coats.

"The gunslinger is coming, the gunslinger is coming!"

Following the soldiers' horrified shouts, the entire heavy water plant immediately sounded the battle alarm.

Chen Mo, on the other hand, followed them slowly, attracting the attention of the German army.


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