"Assemble all the troops and provide all-out reinforcements. We must take back the factory!"
Following the furious orders of the infantry general, thousands of German soldiers began to march toward the factory. Armored vehicles and troop-carrying trucks formed a line on the road, and even the German Air Force stationed in Norway took off fighter jets.
The Norwegian people who were watching the excitement spontaneously knocked on any object that could make a loud sound when the army passed by. The clanking sound of the knocking sound spread far away on the snowy night, coupled with the silence of the car.
The German soldiers who were exposed formed a very sharp contrast.
"This is the appeal that heroes bring!"
At the military base in Oslo, Schmidt also heard the banging sounds coming from the urban area, as well as the Norwegian songs that had been circulating for a long time. This was not seen or heard at all before, but now, the citizens are singing loudly.
Laughter, only the German barracks were always depressed.
"When we kill that damn guy, I'm going to send all these people to the concentration camps! This war doesn't need any heroes!"
The infantry general threw the map on the table angrily, and then began to pack his armed straps. He wanted to go to the front line to supervise the battle in person.
Schmidt looked at the infantry general who was already on top and said nothing. It was too late for him to take over now. It was better for him to remain silent and let the infantry general take command. Of course, he actually wanted to see what that guy looked like.
, so when the infantry general left, Schmidt also followed.
As for Chen Mo, carrying mg42 on his back and carrying an energy submachine gun, he has already completed his achievement of defeating a thousand people.
The Wehrmacht and SS troops stationed outside the factory had been defeated, and corpses were piled up in the camp. The tank troops they gave to the public were of no use, because Chen Mo had already killed all the infantry responsible for covering the tanks, and then he became very quiet.
They sent incendiary bombs modified from wine bottles to these No. 3 tanks one by one. The flowing flames dripped into the tank engines and soon turned these tanks into scrap metal.
Now Chen Mo himself is guarding the roof of the cement building in the center of the camp. There are more than a dozen loaded machine guns in front of him, plus the quadruple 20mm anti-aircraft cannon on the roof. It can be said that one man is the guard against ten thousand men.
Don't open it.
Not long after, Chen Mo saw the speeding Opel truck. Sitting at the anti-aircraft gun position, he turned the muzzle of the gun unceremoniously and started to fire at the convoy from a high position.
High-explosive fragmentation ammunition and semi-armor-piercing ammunition used for anti-aircraft attacks on trucks and infantry were simply a massacre. Especially the German reinforcements who came in did not expect that their side would be defeated so completely.
The trucks lined up in a row were turned into burning fireballs one after another in the hail of bullets. If it were not for the limited ammunition of anti-aircraft guns, this German company would have been completely annihilated on the road.
After the anti-aircraft artillery ceasefire, the German commander immediately ordered the infantry to outflank. However, the terrain of the factory made their outflank a living target. Worried about the factory being attacked, the Germans almost cut down all the trees within a few kilometers of the factory, and they
The gray military coat on his body is even more conspicuous on the white snow.
For the German army, the maximum range of a weapon can only be the maximum range, but for Chen Mo, the maximum range is also his effective range. In his hands, the mg42 is like a fully automatic sniper rifle, killing him instantly at a distance of two thousand meters.
A dozen German soldiers running wildly.
This forced the Germans to retreat another thousand meters and then begin to re-establish their assembly points.
"Where are the cannons, where are the cannons, firing, and where is the air force?"
When the infantry general arrived, more than 3,000 Wehrmacht and Waffen-SS troops had gathered here, but the frontline commanders were too busy criticizing each other to organize an attack.
"Sir, that's a factory, we don't dare to use cannons!"
"I couldn't care less, so I ordered the artillery company to suppress the fire. When the sound of the artillery stopped, everyone pressed on me!"
Looking at the factory with rising flames in front of him, the infantry general felt that his eyes were getting dark, but he still stood firm.
A 75mm infantry artillery company deployed in place set up their le.IG18 infantry cannon, and then began to shell the factory area. High-explosive bombs and incendiary bombs quickly turned the factory area into a sea of fire. At this time, Germany
Air Force fighter jets also came to help. Several BF109 fighter jets carried 50kg aerial bombs and dropped them all.
After seeing the factory shake, the infantry artillery wanted to cease fire, but was ordered by the general to use up all the shells.
Twenty minutes later, the artillery fire stopped.
"Attack attack attack!"
The furious infantry general was the first to jump out of the bunker. Under his order, more than 3,000 German soldiers rushed forward.
The entire camp had been reduced to ruins by artillery fire, the buildings collapsed, and the tents and wooden houses were burning. After advancing within a kilometer and realizing that they were not attacked, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Maybe the other party was dead or ran away.
, thinking of this, the German infantry couldn't help but move a lot faster, and then they rushed into the camp and started searching.
After the leading troops entered the camp, Chen Mo, who was covered in dirt after being bombarded by artillery fire, pursed his lips, whistled, walked out of the bunker, and began his hunting moment.
The flames and gunpowder smoke became his best cover. At this moment, Chen Mo gave up the tip of his gun and turned to firing first and then aiming to deal with his enemies. With just one face-to-face encounter, dozens of German troops operating in squads disappeared in an instant.
people.
"He's still here!"
The dying cries of the German soldiers made everyone's hearts sink. Many German soldiers had begun to become suspicious, suspecting that everything in front of them was caused by the enemy.
Chen Mo used the barbed wire fence of the camp as the boundary of his activities, shuttling between the ruins like the god of death, and every time he appeared, he would take away dozens of lives.
At this moment, night is approaching, and the German soldiers are not doing well. They often turn into corpses without even being able to fire their guns. Some even accidentally shoot friendly troops out of excessive nervousness.
The nearly a thousand people at the front quickly disappeared as if they were disappearing into the water. This made the German soldiers who had not yet entered the camp begin to hesitate. While they were hesitating, Chen Mo, who had moved his shooting position, had already set up on the flanks.
machine gun.
The roaring rain of bullets accurately targeted the German soldiers who were standing together, regardless of their rank or origin, they were all treated equally.
The SS troops on the left were the first to collapse. Their numbers were already small. After all the officers and non-commissioned officers were killed, the remaining young recruits immediately began to flee backwards.
And when Chen Mo shifted his gun and began to concentrate firepower on the frontline National Defense Forces, the remaining National Defense Forces also began to collapse. They were not afraid of death, but this kind of long-range sniper-like massacre with no ability to fight back was difficult for them to accept.
